"Get out of the way. The Sect Master of the Heavenly Moon Sect let out a loud shout, and a full moon appeared between his hands, and he was about to push forward.

"Shen Xin Sword. Yi Zheng was lifting up and sinking, the long sword in his hand dancing as he pleased, and the shadow of the sword left a rolling trail in the air, as if it was about to sink into the ground with the two full moons.

At the end is the power of the sinking sky.

However, the Sect Master of Tianxin Sect only lightly changed the position of the full moon, and he slipped out of the sword shadow net.

turned to hit Yi Zheng's body, and the cold air entered his body, and Yi Zheng's movements became stiff, and he was quickly frozen.

It's hard to get out.

When the Sect Master of the Tianyue Sect was stopped, all the disciples around him were all poisoned one by one, and they died under the swords of Futu and the two people, as if it was a slaughtering feast.

Several disciples were not in a hurry to dodge, and they had already been poisoned and were frozen in advance.

It was like a blizzard in the jaw, covering the entire countertop.

No one has the power to resist, and Yuan Ming is still wondering what the Tianyue Sect relied on to stand in the position of the thirty-ninth sect.

I saw the Sect Master of the Heavenly Moon Sect flying up, his hands were the same as the white clothes before, folded, and a large area of frost fell under his feet, and he wanted to seal the entire dueling platform.

It's a bit scary.

Yuan Ming and Fu Tu exerted their strength at the same time, their palms were up, and the target was directly aimed at the two full moons in the hands of the Tianyue Sect Master.

Yuan Ying Futu gestured with his eyes and began to run around the edge.

Yi Zheng was waiting for an opportunity to move, the long sword in his hand rotated and danced, and those snowflakes and frosts danced elsewhere, but the power of this snowflake was huge, and those people who had been frozen in ice actually showed a cracked appearance under the gentle cover of the snowflakes!

Empty!

What shocked Yuan Ming was that his kick was actually empty!

At the moment when he was about to make his hand, the two rounds of full moon and white light were so full that they actually froze Futu and Yuan Ming in mid-air. At this time, if you keep it too much, it is really possible to die here directly, and you have no choice but to activate your own purification ability and melt away the power of ice and snow.

Then there is another roundabout, outlining the full moon with a handover, and the full moon is to be scraped over.

It is really a good means to turn reality into fiction!

Fu Tu obviously also saw that his ability was obviously very limited, and he was already helping Yuan Ming if he was able to protect himself from getting hurt.

It's as if the full moon doesn't really exist, there is no physical existence!

The snowflakes were still falling, and a thick layer of frost had accumulated on the Jedi platform, and Yi Zheng was about to die.

Jian Hong looked at Yuan Ming from the stands, this disciple, I think it is Yi Zheng's confidence to go so far, it looks really good, he can master such a lethal secret technique, it is really amazing, but this Tianyue Sect Master is not a three-year-old child, he can be suppressed and bullied at will, so he will cut which of you is better.

The sword light is scorching, the sword shadow covers the sky, the sword momentum is amazing, and the three sides are powerful, which makes the sect master of the Tianyue Sect move a step slightly, a core disciple, even if he can gush out such a powerful sword technique, what can he do, the damage is another thing, although he can feel a huge threat from it, but this does not affect him in the slightest.

It's no wonder that the Sect Master of the Tianyue Sect was able to promote to the level of the thirty-ninth sect by himself, and he really didn't have to cover it.

"The big sword breaks the sky, and the sky is a sword!" In this case, Yuan Ming couldn't say what kind of attack could solve the dilemma in front of him, he could only say that he would take one step at a time.

The gesture changed, and the two full moons protected him, trying to use these to block this terrifying sword for himself.

Futu took advantage of the situation to volley in the air on his toes, flew directly over, held the two full moons tightly with both hands, and passed by directly.

Standing motionless, the big sword quickly fell to the distance in front of him, and at this moment, Tianyue Sect Leader Hui then repented.

He found that the power of this sword technique was far more powerful than he had imagined, and it could already threaten his life.

Spit blood from his mouth, and at the same time, the giant sword in the sky also fell, slashing at his body, crushing him to the ground, without the slightest room to fight back.

Yi Zheng was even more like a ghost, and his figure appeared next to the sect master of the Tianyue Sect without knowing when, and a sword pierced his heart, ending his life on the spot.

actually snatched the full moon away. Then I saw this guy pinch hard, and directly pinched the full moon.

The Tianyue Sect Sect Master's eyes widened, "No. ”

Everyone was wet, rubbing their bodies, trying to keep a little bit warm.

Won, finally won, finally won a game in a bright way! Yi Zheng was excited, although in this battle, it was Yuan Ming and Futu who really contributed to it, but he was already very satisfied to win this game in a bright way.

At this point, the Sword Sect has won a complete victory, although the price paid is not small, but it is also a win, a tragic victory!

Most of the disciples on the stage were frozen into ice sculptures, and there was no danger to their lives, and with the death of the Tianyue Sect Master, these disciples were also released from the frozen state.

"What did you think you could break into the top 10 with such a attitude? Or the first place? Young people love to dream, forget it, you have lived for more than a thousand years, why do you still drink and dream, if so, you might as well die early." Yuan Ming said viciously.

Yi Zheng was silent, his strength could indeed only fight halfway, and even, this battle may be the only end he can reach, but he is not reconciled, he still wants to win the next battle.

"There's no next time. Yuan Ming told Yi Zheng with a dark face, this style of play is too tiring, and there are no substantial benefits, it is simply worth the loss.

"But before ... "Yi Zheng is in a hurry, didn't he say before, if he wins, he can continue to fight with the team?

Not to mention that Yi Zheng is not replaceable, or irreplaceable, Yuan Ming will also kill him.

A disobedient puppet is a threat to him.

Yuan Ming naturally braked what he wanted to do, if the same situation happened next time, and then he continued to fight, then let him die, anyway, the death of the sect master would not affect the promotion of the disciple.

Naturally, someone will fight in place of this so-called suzerain.

This kind of guy is a threat to keep it.

The sword retracted into his body, glanced at Jian Hiro in the stands, and turned to leave.

Yi Zheng also quickly resigned, this game is over, and he is going to prepare for the next game.