Luka injured

  The strong wind stopped, and Lan Zi Ye immediately opened his eyes. The thick smoke in front of him made it impossible to see what had happened ahead. He looked around and suddenly couldn't find Xuan Shi Ran's figure. His tightly furrowed eyebrows instantly revealed a huge sense of tension and worry that he hadn't even noticed himself. "Shi Ran, where are you? Shi Ran!" he loudly shouted for the girl whose life or death was unknown, hoping she could respond to him alive.

  Surrounded by thick smoke, Xuan Yiran lost consciousness and fell to the ground. As a drop of something sticky and scorching hot landed on her face, she gradually regained consciousness, slowly opening her eyes. Her blurry vision cleared up, and the thick smoke in front of her also dispersed. The scene that appeared before her eyes made Xuan Yiran's eyes widen, and she shouted out loud: "Luka!!!"

  She saw a massive black skull with a pair of tattered black wings, holding a giant single-handed sword covered in rust spots, thrust deep into Luka's back, which was covered in hard dragon scales. Scorching hot blood splashed everywhere, also dyeing the entire body of Xuan Yelan red.

  "Ruka" let out a silent scream once again with that blood-stained face, without her, Ruka could have escaped and wouldn't have stood in front of himself to bear this blow for her.

  The black skull picked up the sword and swung it fiercely, throwing Ruka off the blade.

  When it wanted to raise its sword again and chop down at the Xuan Shiyan in front of it, "Shiyan, leave quickly" had just fallen, and three blue protective walls suddenly appeared on the ground in front of Xuan Shiyan with a "brush brush brush" sound. Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang" as the black skull grasping the falling sword collided with the hard protective wall, causing it to stumble backward several steps.

  At this time, three figures quickly appeared in front of Xuanxie Ran, holding weapons that had been infused with magic power and emitting a strong energy glow, ready for battle.

  "Relax, leave quickly, it's very dangerous here now." Feng Lie Xing stepped on the golden magic array with his feet, grasped the dragon knife gun surrounded by golden light in his hand, stared at the front while not forgetting to remind Xuan Shiyu who was still sitting on the ground without moving.

  Yu Leng was stunned for a few seconds, and Xuan Yiran immediately came to her senses and stood up. She didn't listen to Feng Lie's words and escape alone, but instead ran in the direction where Lu Ka was thrown away.

  She was afraid, but she couldn't leave Ruka who got hurt for her sake, no matter what.