Seeing this, Wu Jian was also secretly surprised. Ling Xueyao's current cultivation was infinitely close to the triple peak of the Xuan Spirit Realm! There was only a small gap between the four peaks she had reached.

But on the path of martial arts, even if there is a slight backwardness, the resulting result may be 108,000 miles apart, not to mention that the gap between the spiritual power realms of the two is still a whole small realm?

But even so, Ling Xueyao was not afraid of the gap in a small realm, but took the lead. The moment the figure swept out, the icy and biting, freezing cold instantly permeated the entire stone platform.

However, seeing her actions, Wu Prison was dumbfounded again. Because of this severe cold from the ice and snow, it actually has the taste of the realm preliminarily!

This woman is truly talented, and in time, she will surely become the first person worthy of the name of Canglan City. Today, he encountered such a big hidden danger as Ling Xueyao, no matter how much he loved it in his heart, he was bound to completely eradicate it.

The cold breath quietly seeped into Wu Prison's body. Similar to Yang Hu's situation before, Wu Jian also suddenly felt that his spiritual power was blocked. But he and Yang Hu are not comparable at all. Wu Prison's level, how could he allow him to be restrained like Yang Hu? Since he tried in vain to hinder the operation of his spiritual power, he could just operate at a speed far exceeding that of several times before.

The rolling spiritual power operated highly in Wu Prison's body, resisting the cold and cold air of foreign invasion. Although this move consumed a lot, it was effective after all, and it successfully suppressed all the cold qi in the body. However, this process is obviously not as easy as imagined.

Wu Prison was still in a state of dispelling the cold air, but he didn't know that an ice-blue long sword had already broken through the cold mist, and suddenly flew in, directly hitting his face. Although he was a little caught off guard, he was a long-experienced Xuanling martial artist after all, and the Ghost Head Broadsword was raised in his hand, and the other hand resisted with all his might, blocking the power of Ling Xueyao's sword.

The two collided in pairs, but for the third time, Wu Jian sighed secretly. The seemingly fragile ice could burst out with such an astonishing and terrifying force. If you don't rely on cultivation to win one point, otherwise your result will be very likely to be pierced through the body by a sword.

The more Wu Jian thought about it, the more frightened he felt. This woman is a great threat and must be completely eradicated!

Ling Xueyao is the only existence in the Ling family that can confront Wu Prison now. As long as Ling Xueyao is defeated, the Ling family will naturally collapse without a fight. But on the other hand, if Ling Xueyao could really turn things around and swim against the current, no one in the Wu family would be able to stop her from changing the situation. Not only that, but the Wu family also had to suffer the consequences of provocation and attack on the Ling Yang family in the future.

Ling Xueyao can't lose, but Wu Prison can't lose either. On the stone platform, the battle is decided, and the battle is decided!

The ice blue sword stabbed again, doubling the pressure on Wu Prison like a rain of flowers in the sky. But the ghost-headed broadsword he held in his hand was not an empty ornament, and he still swung it and slashed forward.

A knife and a sword, the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, it is overwhelming.

But it was clear that the powerful Wu Prison would no longer show mercy to his subordinates, but the "Fear Domain" carried by the Devil's Head Broadsword was quietly released in secret, and Ling Xueyao naturally inadvertently fell into the Dao.

The Fear Realm is a means at the level of the Earth Spirit Realm. Although it was not clear how Wu Jian mastered it, it was also with this trick that he won many battles against martial artists of the same level and even those who cultivated a few small realms higher than him, and there were no flaws.

The deepest fear in the heart, the past that I don't want to remember the most, and the torture in my heart are the most fatal blows to a person.

For Ling Xueyao, the last thing she wanted to reproduce was Ye Xiao's face. To be exact, not unwilling, but not daring.

Whenever it was quiet in the dead of night, Ling Xueyao often had difficulty sleeping, and Ye Xiao's handsome face would always emerge inadvertently. And every time she was in tears and in pain. She didn't want to accept it, and she didn't want to believe that Ye Xiao really disappeared from her life and lost a trace in the whole world.

"Brother Xiao...... "Ice Blue Long Sword fell to the ground with a "clang". Ling Xue Yao's jade hand slowly raised, trying to grab the smiling young man in front of her: "Brother Xiao, Xue Yao really misses you so much, Xue Yao still has a lot to say to you, will you come back......?"

Ye Xiao's figure slowly approached, reaching out to stroke Ling Xueyao's hairy little head.

"Brother Xiao......" tears could no longer hold back and slipped from the corners of the girl's eyes, and at this moment, the girl was completely immersed in sadness.

Seeing this, Wu Jian also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The fear realm did not disappoint him. Even if you rely on your cultivation to improve quickly, in the face of the earth spirit level, there is only one end.

Walking slowly towards Ling Xueyao, the heavy ghost-headed broadsword had been raised above his head, ready to fall fiercely.

Wu Prison's move immediately made Ling Tianhao unable to hold back. Wu Prison's move was obviously murderous.

"Wu Prison, stop, don't hurt Xue Yao. Since then, the Wu family has replaced the Ling family and become the first family in Canglan. "No one expected that Ling Tianhao, the first master of the dignified family, would actually plead with a junior in a low voice.

The action did not decrease in the slightest, and Wu Jian snorted coldly: "Master Ling, if Miss Ling's qualifications are mediocre, I don't want to destroy the flowers with my hot hands......"

But God doesn't care for her. Everyone who threatens my Wu family deserves to die!" As soon as the word death came out, Wu Prison's arms suddenly exerted force, and the ghost-headed broadsword was about to fall.

Ling Tianhao didn't allow such a thing to happen, and immediately in line with his previous fathers, his body suddenly burst out, in a vain attempt to hit Wu Prison with one palm. At this time, the face of the head of the family and the rules of the ancestors were all put behind him.

However, before he could make any more moves, an even more powerful force slammed straight into Ling Tianhao's body. Paying full attention to Ling Xueyao's every move, he naturally didn't notice the person who was wrong, and Ling Tianhao's figure immediately flew upside down. The attacker was Wu Gang, the head of the affiliated Wu family. At this time, the short old man Wu Gang was facing Ling Tianhao and sneered with a lewd smile on his face: "Master Ling, you have exceeded the rules. ”

Ling Tianhao was furious and stared at Wu Gang viciously. But also due to Wu Gang's obstruction, he lost the only remaining chance to save his life. This time, Ling Xueyao was really in a catastrophe.

The hand rises and falls, and the ghost-headed knife slashes down. However, in the next moment, Wu Prison seemed to have seen something incredible, and his eyes widened in surprise. Ling Xueyao, who was supposed to be silent, actually moved! An ice-blue long sword re-condensed in his hand, and at the last moment, it hit the ghost-headed broadsword that slashed at the head.

Ding——

The swords collided, and the spark was immediately rubbed.

Ling Xueyao's actions immediately made Wu Jian dumbfounded. Why did the Devil's Blade's Fear Realm fail in this girl?!

However, seeing Ling Xueyao's strange appearance, Wu Jian immediately understood everything. The tip of Ling Xueyao's tongue was already oozing a lot of red blood. Ling Xueyao actually used the pain of her heart to forcibly break the illusion brought by the terrifying realm!

But even so, Wu Prison is still difficult to calm down. The way to crack the realm of fear, he naturally knows it clearly.

The first is that it needs to be cultivated far beyond oneself, and the soul that has been strengthened with the improvement of spiritual power is naturally impossible to be bound by a mere illusion. Second, it is necessary to have a strong sense of consciousness and adhere to the original intention from beginning to end, so that the heart can not be chaotic. The third is to be able to clearly realize the falsity of the illusion and use strong stimulation to make oneself fully awake.

Obviously, Ling Xueyao relied on the third type.

At that time, Ye Xiao's death gave her a heavy blow. Those days were like hell and unimaginably painful, and in retrospect, even she was so scared that she couldn't remember how she had spent it.

Every time she dreams, Ling Xueyao can always dream of Ye Xiao, and dream of her brother Xiao. She wished that she could live in her dreams forever and no longer have to face the cold and cruel reality alone. But even if she didn't want to, she had to do it. What is the result of Ye Xiao, she is clear, and one day she needs to accept the fact that he left. Ling Xueyao also understood that she couldn't be decadent, she wanted to avenge Brother Xiao, and the first step was to need strong strength.

Although the scene in the realm was beautiful, Ling Xueyao finally realized its falsehood in her heart. Therefore, she immediately bit the tip of her tongue fiercely. The pain in the heart made Ling Xueyao's confused eyes clear in an instant, and the scene in front of her was clearly visible again: the huge and sharp blade of the ghost head knife was about to fall down in just a few breaths. Ling Xueyao immediately activated her spiritual power and once again condensed an ice blue long sword composed of ice-based spiritual power.

The failure of the Ghost Head Broadsword Fear Realm meant that Wu Prison had lost one of the most terrifying hole cards. Now that he can threaten Ling Xueyao, all he can do is cultivate his spiritual power.

"You don't have to keep your hands on. Under the stone platform, Wu Gang's voice came.

"You ......" When Ling Tianhao heard Wu Gang's decision, he immediately lost his color, and he couldn't wait to face Wu Gang and slap him directly.

Since you have completely torn your face today, you simply don't do it twice. As long as Wu Prison wins the first place, the Wu family can turn into a phoenix and ascend to the throne of the first place. What the Ling family, what the Yang family, all of them are just ministers at their feet.

After receiving Wu Gang's instructions, Wu Prison was ruthless, bit his fingertips, and pointed his fingers on the ghost head knife.

In an instant, a change occurred. The temperature on the stone platform plummeted, and the surroundings suddenly became cold. No one knew exactly what was going on, only Wu Prison's more gloomy and terrifying face was seen. The white skull at this moment is full of a life-threatening crisis. And his cultivation is no longer the fourfold peak of the Xuanling Realm, he has completely stepped into the fivefold level of the Xuanling Realm!

Countless black rays as thin as gossamer swam in Wu Prison's palm, and suddenly they all swam towards the direction where Ling Xueyao was.

The ice blue sword danced up and down, Ling Xueyao was like a fairy dancing in the snow, but every sword in her hand was powerful, hiding a murderous intent.

But those gossamer-shaped black rays were like flying smoke, and they didn't slow down because of it, but just followed the momentum of the long sword swing and continued to float towards Ling Xueyao.

Seeing the black mangs stained on her white porcelain snow skin, Ling Xueyao immediately lost her complexion. This kind of black light was extremely similar to the cold aura he had released before, and it actually slowed down his spiritual power.

Ling Xueyao naturally knew how to crack it, and immediately quickly activated her spiritual power, trying to disperse it. But in doing so, she lost her face again.

The spiritual power in the body seems to be mired in the quagmire, becoming extremely viscous, and it can't function at all, let alone crack the game.

How could Ling Xueyao know the true grade of the Ghost Head Broadsword? The Earth Grade Spirit Soldier was not a toy to play with in his hand, and the hidden mysteries in it were not at all something that they could understand at this level. Everything can only be said to be that Wu Prison's hidden methods are too rich, completely suppressing the younger generation of Canglan City.

The ghost head big knife rose again, and it was chopped down according to Ling Xueyao's little head. However, this time, Ling Xueyao may really lose her fragrance.

Brother Xiao, Xue Yao is here to accompany you, father, my daughter will be a child of the Ling family in the next life. Ling Xueyao slowly closed her eyes, waiting for the death scythe to fall.

A golden light pierced the sky and shot straight towards the stone platform.