"Xiao Li, don't go, let's escape!" Take these loyal soldiers and go to Xiaoice River and Baitou Mountain. ”

Shangguan Mingyue only went for a while, then ran back again, looking at Xiao Nan's actions in amazement, and said in pain.

"Escape? Are you willing to do it? That's Uncle Shangguan's life's work. ”

Xiao Nan looked at Shangguan Mingyue carefully, his originally indifferent expression was a little touched, and he was a little warmer, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Wei Wuya looks at the big momentum, and he can affect the general trend and attract the city's vitality illusion, but it can't hurt me." ”

As if in order to support this sentence, as soon as Xiao Nan's voice fell, the white light above the blade of the sword began to spread.

Climbed up the skin of the arms, and then climbed up the face, limbs......

His whole person turned into a white flame, and the flame light rushed straight towards the bullfight, and his voice began to become sonorous, with a hint of unpredictability.

"Shuofang City is always from the Shangguan family, and the most important thing is that Wei Wuya has a winter character sword diagram, once he comes here, if he doesn't get it in his hand to ask for perfection, how can I be willing?"

The words that followed were muffled by the sound of the crackling and roaring, and some of them could not be heard clearly.

In fact, Shangguan Mingyue was completely shocked at this time, even if she heard it clearly, she would not understand what it meant.

She found that she still underestimated this rescuer who seemed to be saved from heaven from a distance, and her fiancé, who she hadn't seen for many years, was already covered with a layer of mystery at this time.

That layer of white light, she couldn't recognize what kind of exercise it was, but it didn't prevent her from seeing the weird grandeur in it.

In mid-air, it was originally the battlefield of Wei Wuya and Shangguan Yuanhao.

Not only did they compete for control of the vitality, but they also oppressed each other's spirits and souls, creating an exclusive field over the entire city.

Those who have not reached a certain level, if they want to intervene, will be crushed by this field of ripple vibrations and celestial changes before they get close.

As a result, the soul is lost, and the true qi is disordered.

In this case, not to mention the control of the vitality.

It will only become a useless rake, twisted into ice flowers by the sharp and cold vitality in mid-air.

Or scorched by the purple thunder.

There will be no third outcome.

Of course, now that the white ice flower has the absolute upper hand, and the purple thunder light is in a corner, and it is barely negligible.

But because of this, Wei Wuya's Drifting Snow Sword Light exerted ten percent of its might.

At this time, rushing forward to find him trouble, it is simply self-defeating.

This is a normal development.

However, in the eyes of Shangguan Mingyue and all the Shuofang soldiers and people, the shining white light that rose to the sky was already contrary to common sense.

Straight to the sky, like a hot knife into butter, it drove straight in, breaking through the white forest cold frost flower without any resistance......

The ripples of the field that were supposed to be indestructible and crush everything.

It seems to have become an illusion, and it will be broken when you stab it.

The sword light was sharp, generating a wisp of fine crystalline light, so people heard a deep cry in the depths of their hearts.

"Heart's Sword ......"

Silently streaked, whiter than snow, brighter than the sun.

A dazzling ray of light swept across the vast snowflakes, suddenly accelerated, and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Wei Wuya.

Where the snowflakes and ice mist dispersed, I saw a middle-aged man in his forties, with a cold face and sharp eyebrows.

This man was wearing a robe with white stripes on a blue background, and a translucent long sword was easily held in his hand, and he was slashing downward;

Not far in front of him, there was an old man dressed in a white nightgown with fluffy hair like a lion, holding a long sword with purple light burning out of the sword to block.

The old man's mouth was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were dull, and his body was slightly rickety, giving people a feeling that he had run out of oil.

"Huh......"

The white light broke through the ice flowers, shook the heavenly vitality, and intervened in the battle with an incomparably strong and domineering attitude.

Not only did everyone below be shocked and surprised, but the two warring people above were also surprised.

One is surprised, the other is happy.

Both of them could see that the white light was actually a sword qi and a figure.

The unity of man and sword, or the unity of heaven and man, is nothing, and it will not move the two.

However, the power of this man with the sword and with the heaven and earth is too great.

As the sword light moved forward, the surrounding vitality seemed to listen to his orders, and they were busy and separated, making way for the sword light.

The speed of the sword light has also become very strange and fast.

It seems that the time in front of me has slipped away a lot.

Wei Wuya's vitality controlled the audience at this time, and he understood it more thoroughly, and it was precisely because of this understanding that he was even more shocked.

He knew that those snowflake ice edges composed of heaven and earth vitality were not actually robbed of control by the other party.

Instead, it was crushed and shattered by the opponent's white sword for a long time, turning into a warm breeze, and it could no longer hurt people to attack the enemy.

Between the wear and tear of the sword, it will be extinguished and born, and it will never end......

It has a timeless charm.

Feeling the charm of this sword momentum, Wei Wuya didn't think about it, and immediately let go of the control of the purple sword light in front of him.

The wrist vibrated slightly, and the translucent jade sword drew out a puff of starlight.

Greet the eerily fast white sword light.

Countless snowflakes are flying......

In the cold wind, a cold plum suddenly bloomed, and a strange vitality appeared in the despair of winter.

At the same time, Wei Wuya's body moved, the clouds and light around his body swayed, and his body was electrocuted, and he had already withdrawn more than three feet.

Seeing that the next moment, he was about to escape into the sky and disappear directly into the vast clouds.

"Drifting snow and cold plum sword. ”

Xiao Nan had no joy or sorrow in his heart, admiring the charm and magnificence of this sword in Wei Wuya's hands.

The sword in his hand is not slow at all.

In the soul, the trajectory of every snowflake and the blooming of every plum petal are ridiculously slow.

Wei Wuya's move of swinging his sword to counterattack and then drifting back was as slow as a snail's year in his eyes.

The sword light slashed, the jade sword shattered into snow powder, and the red plum burst into crimson.

A ray of glow slashed across Wei Wuya's chest and abdomen, and in the splattering of blood, an unbelievable exclamation was heard.

"What a strange sword light, Xiao Qiushui has never learned this sword ......"

Wei Wuya looked down at his chest and abdomen, and looked up with a stunned look in his eyes.

There was a burst of exclamations from below, mostly with a hint of joy.

Especially Shangguan Mingyue, it was even more difficult to believe her eyes.

Even if she expected that the white light that rushed straight into the battle would play some role, she might be able to contain Wei Wuya, and join forces with Shangguan Yuanhao to force the opponent back.

However, I never dreamed that the situation would change so quickly.

It became so gratifying.

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