"With my current strength, it seems that I can only ascend to the fourth layer!"

There was loss in Xuanyuan Ming'er's eyes, and the jade hand she held the jade talisman was also slowly clenched.

"Shocking without a trace"

And just as the flame attack was about to hit Xuanyuan Ming'er, a soft shout slowly spread through the space.

What followed was an incomparably thick sword momentum, and the sword momentum fell.

The flame attack was directly slashed by the sword momentum, and it narrowly slashed through both sides of Xuanyuan Ming'er.

Xuanyuan Ming'er looked in amazement at the long sword that pierced deep into the ground at his feet.

"Ice Xuanjian, I'm not giving ......"

"Your Royal Highness, thank you for your sword!"

Before Xuanyuan Ming'er could say that name, Ling Feng's faint voice sounded behind him.

"Ling Feng, why are you here?"

Xuanyuan Ming'er hurriedly stood up from the ground, turned her head and looked at Ling Feng who was slowly walking towards her suspiciously.

"Why Her Royal Highness is here, why am I here!"

Ling Feng's footsteps slid strangely, appearing beside Xuanyuan Ming'er at an astonishing speed.

Ling Feng held the Ice Xuan Sword on the ground with his palm, and the body of the Ice Xuan Sword trembled, and he took off from the ground and returned to Ling Feng's hand.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, this sword will be returned to you!"

Ling Feng threw his palm and directly threw the Ice Xuan Sword in his hand to Xuanyuan Ming'er.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, please come out of the tower, you can't get past this fourth floor!"

Ling Feng put his hands behind his back, staring at the Purple Cloud Lion King, who was a little stunned by his appearance.

The Purple Cloud Lion King was stared at by Ling Feng's sharp eagle claw-like gaze, and his huge body trembled slightly.

"Do you want to fight this Purple Cloud Lion King alone?"

Xuanyuan Ming'er understood what Ling Feng meant as soon as she heard it, the other party actually wanted to fight a second-order and third-order demon beast alone.

"I'm enough for myself!"

Ling Feng's sleeve robe waved, and there was a spiritual light slowly surging on his body.

"Even I can't defeat it, what are you capable of saying that in front of me!"

Xuanyuan Ming'er is a princess of a country who is high above, and she is also a little annoyed when Ling Feng bluntly says that she can't do it.

"Give me the rapier in your hand, and I'll teach you what an ice slash is!"

Ling Feng ignored Xuanyuan Ming'er's anger, leaned slightly sideways, and looked at Xuanyuan Ming'er.

Xuanyuan Ming'er wanted not to give it, but when she was stared at by the other party, she unconsciously felt a little frightened.

At that moment, it was as if it was not Ling Feng standing in front of him, but a Shura who killed like a life.

"Give!"

As soon as Xuanyuan Ming Eryu raised his hand, he obediently handed the thin sword in his hand to Ling Feng.

It seemed that because of Ling Feng's sudden appearance, Xuanyuan Ming'er didn't notice that the Purple Cloud Lion King hadn't attacked them.

"Thank you!"

Ling Feng turned his thin sword and shook his head slightly.

"It's lighter, but it's enough!"

"Just blow it, you'll still be killed, I won't save you later!"

Xuanyuan Ming'er still had some fantasy good-looking feelings towards Ling Feng before, but after the contact just now, although she was not disgusted, she did not have the same good impression as before.

"Ice Sky Slash is an ice sword technique, to be indestructible, not only must you practice well, but you also need to use your body as ice and your heart as ice!"

Xuanyuan Ming'er's ice air slash, he understood it at a glance.

"Hey, do you really think you're very good, talking nonsense, Master said that my Ice Sky Slash is already at the top level!"

Xuanyuan Ming'er muttered behind Ling Feng as if she was playing a petty role.

But before she could finish muttering, her delicate body felt a cold aura that seemed to come from the ice of ten thousand years.

Xuanyuan Ming'er felt this cold air, and her body trembled slightly.

"How is that possible?"

Xuanyuan Ming'er looked at Ling Feng in amazement, she could feel the cold aura coming from Ling Feng's body.

And she also found that Ling Feng at this time was like an ice sculpture, with frost condensation on his eyebrows.

What she cultivates is an ice technique, and she has a certain resistance to the cold.

Unexpectedly, just the cold air emanating from Ling Feng's body made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Ice Slash!"

Ling Feng snorted softly in his mouth, and the thin sword in his hand slashed towards the Purple Cloud Lion King without any fancy fancy.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, the icicles on the ground rose from the ground, and in an instant, they came to the front of the Purple Cloud Lion King.

The Purple Cloud Lion King in the distance saw Ling Feng make a move, and wanted to escape, but before it could turn around, the Purple Cloud Lion King turned into an ice sculpture again.

"Ice Slash!"

Seeing that the Purple Cloud Lion King was frozen, Ling Feng kept moving in his hand, and with a twist of his thin sword, he slashed through an arc in the air and slashed down again.

I saw that the spiritual light on the thin sword skyrocketed, and a cold ice sword shot directly at the Purple Cloud Lion King who had turned into an ice sculpture with a killing aura.

"This!"

Xuanyuan Ming'er looked at Ling Feng's two moves that were smoother than hers, and her eyes couldn't help but widen.

"Isn't this guy really the waste young master of King Ling's Mansion!"

Xuanyuan Ming'er couldn't help but ask in her heart.

Although she had heard about Ling Feng's deeds in the past few days from his father, when she actually saw Ling Feng, the feeling was completely different.

"Bang!"

"Whew~"

However, just as the ice sword was about to hit the ice sculpture, the Purple Cloud Lion King broke through the ice blockade.

The threat of death allowed it to use all its strength, breaking through Ling Feng's Ice Slash.

"Poof!"

The cold ice sword roared, and it was directly slashed on the body of the Purple Cloud Lion King.

Suddenly, the blood flashed, and the Purple Cloud Lion King's body was directly torn open by the cold ice sword, and a deep wound that could be seen was visible.

The Purple Cloud Lion King didn't dare to stay, and turned into a purple shadow that instantly disappeared from the spot and swept into the mountains and forests in the distance.

"Get out of here quickly, return this thing to you, I'll go back to the palace to find you!"

Seeing the Purple Cloud Lion King fleeing, Ling Feng was in a hurry, and hurriedly threw the thin sword in his hand to Xuanyuan Ming'er, turning into a streamer and chasing after him.

Xuanyuan Ming'er looked at Ling Feng's departing back in a daze, but she didn't even pick up the thin sword thrown by the other party.

Ling Feng's body ran rapidly, he didn't know how big this fourth layer was.

If this Purple Cloud Lion King finds a hidden place to hide, I'm afraid it will take some time for him to go to the fifth layer.

And what he lacks most now is time.

One beast and one person, one after the other, kept chasing.

The Purple Cloud Lion King didn't know how long he had been escaping, and it seemed that he had found that he couldn't shake off Ling Feng anymore, so his fleeing figure gradually stopped.

"Finally stopped running!"

Ling Feng paused and looked at the Purple Cloud Lion King who was staring at him vigilantly in front of him.

The desperate escape made the Purple Cloud Lion King's wounds bleed nonstop, and its breath gradually withered.