Xia Yu and the sick tiger protected Leng Shuangyan, and fought with the disciples of Ice and Snow Castle for three hundred rounds, seeing that they were about to be unable to hold on, Shen Qingshan arrived in time with the students and warriors.

Shen Qingshan had already taken the cold poison (bī) out of his body (shēn), and now he was healthy enough to go into battle.

Several samurai armed with spears rushed straight towards Yan Feng, who was surrounded by the samurai, and the disciples of the Ice and Snow Castle immediately turned (shēn) to rescue Yan Feng.

Xia Yu wanted to take the cold frost face and run to Shen Qingshan's (shēn), but the disciples of the Ice and Snow Castle were in the middle, and he couldn't rush over. In desperation, Xia Yu could only run into the distance with a cold frost face.

There are side effects of the sick body, Xia Yu has absorbed a large number of attacks just now, and now he needs to find a quiet environment and use the internal strength and heart method to digest these attacks.

The attack energy swirled violently in Xia Yu's body, Xia Yu's face was sallow, sweating profusely, trembling, and he was about to lose his position.

"What's wrong with you?" Leng Shuangyan asked nervously.

Xia Yu said: "I want to find a quiet place to rest and rest." ”

Leng Shuangyan looked around, pointed ahead, and said, "Go there!"

There was a house in front of him, which was the study of Leng Shusheng, and Leng Shuangyan ran in with Xia Yu.

The attack energy in Xia Yu's body was restless, and if he didn't digest it, Xia Yu's (shēn) body would burst.

"You help me guard, don't let others disturb me," Xia Yu commanded Leng Shuangyan, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to use the internal strength method to digest the attack energy in his body.

Leng Shuangyan held his breath and stayed by the side, looking at Xia Yu for a while, and looking out of the house for a while, uneasy.

Xia Yu asked the Earth Gathering Star to use the skill of controlling time, adjusting the time of his divine consciousness to the slowest level, so that he could digest the attack energy in his body in the shortest time.

(In "Water Margin", the earth will be the god operator - Jiang Jing, who is good at mathematics and controls time for the imagination skills in this book)

Leng Shuangyan guarded for about a quarter of an hour, and Xia Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes.

Leng Shuangyan looked at Xia Yu and found that Xia Yu's complexion had returned to normal, except for "magical", Leng Shuangyan didn't know what words to use to describe Xia Yu.

Xia Yu stood up and asked, "What's the situation outside?"

Leng Shuangyan leaned on the crack of the door, looked outside, and said, "It's quiet outside, and those people from Ice and Snow Castle didn't chase after them." ”

As soon as Leng Shuangyan's words fell, a burst of (yīn) yang weird laughter rang out, and this laughter was like an owl, which was creepy.

"Princess Frosty, if I didn't marry you, I wouldn't leave. ”

With a snort, a cold storm arose, the doors and windows of the study were blown open, and a cold air came to the face.

Xia Yu fixed his eyes and saw that Yan Feng was riding a huge snowfield tiger, just outside.

Yan Feng stared at Leng Shuangyan with a smile, pointed at Xia Yu, flicked his fingers, and said, "Get out of the way." ”

Yan Feng didn't take Xia Yu in his eyes at all, as if Xia Yu was a stray dog, and he could be driven away with a shout.

Xia Yu digested the attack energy in his body, and now he was in good spirits, he moved his muscles and bones, protected in front of Leng Shuang Yan's (shēn), and said to Yan Feng: "I am a student of the Righteous Dao Academy, and I was ordered to protect Leng Shuang Yan, you better get out of here, don't ask for hardship." ”

Yan Feng glared at Xia Yu and said, "You don't know how to live or die."

, I have mercy to spare your life, you have to find death!"

Yan Feng raised his palm, and with a cold palm, he hit Xia Yu.

Yan Feng, a young castle master, has a very big temper, and he will kill people if he doesn't agree with him, and the lives of ordinary people are no different from ants in his opinion.

Xia Yu stood steadily in front of Leng Shuangyan's (shēn) and took out an anti-(shè) mirror to block Yan Feng's cold palm.

The cold ice palm snapped (shè) and bounced back towards Yan Feng, who hurriedly jumped off the back of the Snow Tiger, and a cold breath brushed his ears and hit the wall.

Suddenly, a large hole was punched in the wall, and a patch of frost froze.

Yan Feng looked at Xia Yu, gritted his teeth in anger, and ordered the Snow Tiger to attack Xia Yu.

Xia Yu dodged to the side, and the Snow Tiger pounced on him (shēn). Although he was not pounced on by the Snow Tiger, the cold air emanating from the Snow Tiger (shēn) froze Xia Yu's hands and feet with a layer of frost.

The Snow Tiger was violent, turned around, and prepared to pounce on Xia Yu again.

Xia Yu used his drunken fist and walked over to the snowy tiger.

The snow tiger bared his teeth, revealing a fierce face, picked up his heavy big claws, and slapped Xia Yu's head.

Xia Yu staggered, tilted his head, and dodged the claws of the Snow Tiger. Xueyuan Tiger was stunned for a moment, then opened his bloody mouth and bit Xia Yu's head.

Xia Yu lowered his head and avoided the attack of the Snow Tiger.

The Snow Tiger was a little stunned, it had fought with many Terran warriors, seen many martial arts, and had never seen such a strange drunken fist.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Snow Tiger was stunned, Xia Yu punched out and hit the Snow Tiger in the jaw, causing the Snow Tiger to scream in pain.

The Snow Tiger endured the pain and was furious, ready to attack again. Xia Yu leaned over towards the Snow Tiger, waved his hands, and struck a series of eighteen blows at the Snow Tiger.

Crackling, fist-fisted (ròu), the sound is tooth-sore to hear. Xueyuan Tiger was dizzy, completely blinded by Xia Yu, his two eyes turned in circles in his sockets, his tongue drooped out, and saliva flowed out, as if he had poured two catties of old white dry.

Xia Yu took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, jumped high, picked up his palm, and used a move to split Huashan, the purple light was dazzling, surging out of Xia Yu's palm, with a thunderous momentum, hitting the head of the Snow Tiger.

With a bang, the Snow Tiger's head was split in half, and then there was a bang, and the Snow Tiger's body shattered into a pile of ice slag.

Yan Feng stood aside, dumbfounded, he didn't expect that the majestic Snow Tiger would be split into pieces by Xia Yu's palm.

Xia Yu put away his palm, looked at Yan Feng, and said, "Hurry up and get out, I will spare you from death!"

Yan Feng is the young castle master of the Ice and Snow Castle, and now he is scolded by Xia Yu as an ant, Yan Feng feels angry and intolerable, and shouts: "Ant, I want you to die!"

Yan Feng stretched out his two palms, exuding a cold air, and rushed towards Xia Yu like a hungry tiger pounced.

Xia Yu summoned the Tianxin Sword and rushed towards Yan Feng, and one after another brilliant sword lights bloomed in the air.

Yan Feng dodged a few times, stretched out his palm, summoned the Ice Soul Knife, picked up the Ice Soul Knife, and slashed towards Xia Yu.

Xia Yu jumped to the side, feeling the momentum of the Ice Soul Knife attracting heaven and earth, which was extremely fierce.

Yan Feng smirked and said, "Boy, now you know how powerful I am, right, it's also your honor to die under my Ice Soul Knife!"

The Ice Soul Knife is a divine weapon carefully crafted for Yan Feng on the day Yan Feng was born when he was ten years old (rì), and Yan Hanshan took Pangu Cold Ice.

The Ice Soul Knife can exert the power of the water genus (xìng) ice martial arts to the extreme. Yan Feng has three points of ability, and with the blessing of the Ice Soul Knife, he can exert five points of strength.

"Suffer death!"

Yan Feng wielded the Ice Soul Knife, one after another, slashing towards Xia Yu impenetrably. Xia Yu raised the Tianxin Sword to parry, and retreated again and again.

Yan Feng's cultivation is higher than Xia Yu's, and after a fierce battle just now, Xia Yu's true qi in his body has consumed a lot, and now, Xia Yu is holding the Tianxin Sword in his hand, and he can only be tired of coping with it, and he can't fight a beautiful counterattack.

"You are still (tǐng) tenacious, I'll see how long you can last," Yan Feng's face was hideous, and he had enough strength to split Xia Yu in half with a knife.

Leng Shuangyan rushed over, wanting to help Xia Yu, Yan Feng raised his palm, took out a treasure weapon from his divine sense, and hit Leng Shuangyan.

At first, the treasure was only the size of an egg, emitting a golden light, and quickly expanded, turning into a huge birdcage, which roared and covered the cold frost face.

Leng Shuangyan was trapped in the birdcage, picked up his fists and kicks, and hit the birdcage, making a loud noise.

Yan Feng glanced at Leng Shuangyan and said, "Princess Shuangyan, don't waste your efforts, you can't open my ice cage, stay there obediently, and when I kill this ant, I will like you in the past." ”

Leng Shuangyan was disgusted with Yan Feng, and he couldn't wait to break Yan Feng's body into pieces.

Yan Feng picked up the Ice Soul Knife, slashing and slashing, smashing the study, Xia Yu stood on the ruins, holding the Tianxin Sword, thinking of a plan to break the enemy.

Yan Feng looked at Xia Yu and said: "Ants are ants, no matter how you jump, you are not my opponent, don't struggle anymore, obediently suffer death." ”

Yan Feng slashed at Xia Yu with a knife, the sword light was dazzling and magnificent, as if he was going to split the entire space in half.

Xia Yu gritted his teeth, held the Tianxin Sword in his hand, and rushed forward against Yan Feng's Ice Soul Knife, he wanted to fight Yan Feng head-to-head, and fight it out!

With a bang, the Tianxin Sword and the Ice Soul Sword collided violently, and thousands of qi waves were stacked on top of each other, rushing towards the surroundings (dàng), and the ruins around them were rolled up to the sky, and even the ground was lifted off three feet, flying sand and stones, and the sky was dark, as if the end of the world (rì).

Leng Shuangyan stayed in the ice cage, closed his eyes, and felt the entire cage vibrate violently.

If it weren't for this cold ice cage, Leng Shuangyan would have been seriously injured by the waves of agitated (dàng) qi.

After a while, the world regained calm, and Leng Shuangyan looked at it fixedly, Yan Feng and Xia Yu were stirring together, competing.

Yan Feng held the Ice Soul Knife to press Xia Yu, and Xia Yu clenched the Tianxin Sword to block Yan Feng.

Yan Feng gritted his teeth and exerted the strength to eat (nǎi), but he still couldn't suppress Xia Yu.

Xia Yu looked at Yan Feng and said, "Young Castle Lord, do you feel the power of the ants?"

In the eyes of a noble young castle lord like Yan Feng, ordinary people like Xia Yu are ants.

The ants are tiny, but they are not low (jiàn), and when the ants burst out of the power of their hearts, they can shake the towering trees.

Xia Yu gritted his teeth, and with a strong force, he held the Tianxin Sword and pressed towards Yan Feng.

(End of chapter)