Under the night, the originally quiet and secluded valley was covered by a strong murderous atmosphere, there was a Buddhist formation standing in the heaven and earth, the momentum was magnificent and heartbreaking, and the sound of killing from all directions came into the ears, it was a fierce battle between the disciples of the Tianxian Sect and the demon sect demons, but it fell silent after a while, and it never made too many waves.

This group of disciples of the Heavenly Immortal Sect, although it has not been long since they stepped into the Gate of Cultivating Immortals, except for Liu Yiguan, they are all amazingly talented, and they have cultivated at a young age, but they have passed through the Xuan Realm and entered the peak of Qingfan! At this age, there are few people in the world who can compare with them, not to mention that the cultivation is the authentic practice of the Xianmen, and the cultivation is stronger than the ordinary demon disciples, although there has never been a life-and-death fight with anyone, but usually the senior brothers and sisters in the Xianmen will occasionally mention it, although they have not yet fully controlled the cultivation, but the power of the condensation cultivation is not weak at all, but the skills are lost, and they are not so smart.

But under the raid, it will still show extremely terrifying strength, except for Liu Yiguan, the rest of the people's cultivation is not weak, although there are many demon sects, but it is still difficult to bear under the raid, and many people have been killed in a short time, such as Mo Hua and the disciples surnamed Wang, who have beheaded the most!

And Liu Yiguan and Qu Fu, who had never won a single blow, fell into a fierce battle, Liu Yiguan was the weakest, had no combat experience, and had not even practiced a sword technique and spell, and the battle with the demon cultivator was extremely difficult.

As for Qu Fu, he was completely playing, not fighting at all, and no one knew his real means.

But Ye Hanxue's opponent is extremely tricky, with the original cultivation to do everything and still be able to the earth-shattering sword at the moment, although there is a suspicion of tricks, but it is the combat experience he has accumulated over the years of fighting, it is the real strength, it is not a trick.

It is undeniable that the Demon Sect demons that Ye Hanxue faced were extremely powerful, even exceeding the estimation of the disciples surnamed Wang! The power of that sword, the disciple surnamed Wang asked himself that it was difficult to take it, but this demon sect demon was able to take it, and I have to say that his cultivation was strong, so after a pause and a little leaning, he did not hesitate to rush to the place where Ye Hanxue was.

Not only that, but the Demon Sect Demon who was in a desperate situation actually swallowed three 'Blood Spirit Pills' in one bite! In the face of such a powerful opponent, the night cold snow is really difficult to parry.

Under the brilliant sword light, the spiritual power was steaming, and the energy was unscrupulously destroying everything around him, startling the dust and leaves in the sky, almost wanting to cover people's eyes! There is wind and snow like a curtain, in just a few tens of breaths, the forest leaves within a radius of 100 zhang will be added to the silver, quite beautiful, but murderous!

A muffled snort suddenly came from the wind and sand flying in the sky, and a white-clothed figure wrapped in the wind and snow flew out of the storm, Ye Hanxue's face was pale, his expression was painful, his eyebrows were condensed, and a wisp of blood slipped quietly from his lips, adding a bit of poignancy to this already thrilling and peerless face.

Like a meteor, it slammed into a towering tree deep in the forest, and under this impact, Ye Hanxue opened its mouth and spewed out a puff of blood mist in the air, and then fell to the ground, making a dull falling sound, and the tearing pain hit his mind from his chest and abdomen, making Ye Hanxue miserable.

Although the towering ancient tree was large, the force of the cold snow thrown out by the night was too great, and the canopy covered by frost and snow shook violently by the impact, shaking off the flying snow that completely covered the canopy, making a 'clang' sound.

There was silence in his ears, there was a strong wind in the distance, Ye Hanxue gritted his teeth and stood up, still holding the Qingfeng Divine Sword that exuded cold air in his right hand, and his expression was still cold.

A little snow fell on her shoulders, and the peerless appearance that set off the cold snow in the night became more and more delicate, and the blood stains on her lips were still there, as if she had destroyed that beautiful face, which was intolerable for every woman, but she didn't care, and she couldn't care!

In the reflection of the ink pupils, the wind and sand dancing wildly in the distance suddenly stopped, but there was a red blood shadow standing in it, and there was no trace of sanity in the tyrannical eyes, obviously covered by the violent atmosphere, and it was difficult to extricate himself.

The red blood shadow is none other than Lao Jiu, like a beast, the spiritual power around him is extremely violent, and the blood-colored spiritual power is mixed with his essence and blood! And it was still burning his flesh and bones, all condensed into this body cultivation, making his momentum more and more amazing.

Raising his head slightly, he seemed to notice the breath that was running in the distance, or he noticed the cold gaze of the night cold snow, and felt the murderous Lao Jiu suddenly turned back, the heavy blood in his eyes flashed, he opened his mouth and let out an angry roar, and his footsteps stepped forward slightly, and in an instant, his figure was like a phantom, as fast as thunder! Madly rushed towards the night cold snow in the distance.

Her eyes are slightly condensed, her face is full of solemnity in the cold and snowy night, she has never been caught in a fierce battle, she has experienced several battles of life and death since she came down the mountain, no matter who she is, it is still difficult for them to overcome the fear of life and death in their hearts.

The difference between a single thought is the end of the moat! This sentence is to invite the Moon Peak Lord Shui Lan to give her personally, it is to encourage, but also to make her cautious, the capital of the sky is really rare, if you want to cherish it, then let yourself have a pair of eyes that can penetrate everything, let yourself have a speed that is difficult to reach! to stand tall in battle.

Fighting is never child's play, if you want to survive, you need to use your eyes to explore a bright path from the desperate situation, only in this way will life come.

A snowflake fell in front of him, and Ye Hanxue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he blinked slightly.

This glance seemed to be very long, and when I opened my eyes again, the snowflakes had already shattered, and they were directly shattered by the amazing energy, and the red blood shadow was also coming in an instant, and the palms and fingers were clawed, tearing everything and grabbing the cold snow in the night.

The sword light was awe-inspiring, the cold light flashed, the night cold snow turned sideways to avoid Lao Jiu's attack edge, the palm holding the sword waved up when he turned sideways, and the lightning and stone fire slashed on Lao Jiu's arm, and he did not cut off his arm with a sword, but he just rubbed it, but the sharpness of the sword qi still cut half of Lao Jiu's arm, blood splashed out from the arm, and it flew in an instant, and it was directly devoured by the spiritual power around his body, and the sword qi full of cold froze his arm, but it was quickly recovering, although the cold and sword intent were boneless, But it quickly melted under the hot blood in his body, and the wound would recover in a few breaths.

After a sword, Ye Hanxue did not hesitate, and did not even glance at the damage caused by his sword to Lao Jiu, turned over and retreated, and the sword light in the air swayed, accompanied by cold spiritual power, which was dizzying.

Gently stepping down, the eyebrows of the night cold snow condensed again, and the red blood shadow turned around to kill after a failed blow, and the roar shattered the snowflakes that were still falling around, and the palms danced, and the blood shadow was like a phantom, accompanied by a rich bloody gas, rolling the snow powder, and roaring towards the night cold snow.

After a blow of strength and then three times and exhaustion, Ye Hanxue knew the meaning of this sentence, and she also knew that although the power of this blow was still strong, it was a little lacking in strength, flaws, this is it!

The cold light flashed in Ye Hanxue's eyes, the red blood shadow cultivation was too strong, and the crazy blow could not be hard-connected, but after the momentum was surging, he didn't care about shooting again, which caused the force to connect too quickly, so that the strength was insufficient, Lao Jiu was under the madness and didn't notice it at all, which also played a great role in the fierce battle with Ye Hanxue before.

"A madman, after all, is just a madman!" The night cold snow has a meaning, the slightly white fingertips show the injustice in the heart, the hand holding the sword suddenly trembled, a sword sound into the ears, the night cold snow moved.

Raising the sword to the eyebrows, the sword light was cold, and the sword body reflected the coldness between the eyebrows.

The sharp edge of the sword and the spiritual power of the blood shadow collided together in an instant, and it was the most stupid choice to fight against the divine sword 'Cold Ice Moon' with flesh and blood! You must know that as the supreme treasure of the peak vein of the Heavenly Immortal Gate, the sharpness of the divine sword 'Cold Ice Moon' alone is enough to rank among the top ten swords in the world, and if you want to compete with the sharpness of the divine sword with your physical body, who in the world can do it?

Lao Jiu, whose sanity was almost covered, naturally couldn't dodge this sword like a normal person, so he met it like this.

The result was obvious, although the blood-colored spiritual power was strong, it was still cut off like a piece of tissue paper under the divine sword, and then, it stabbed into Lao Jiu's palm!

Blood splattered, just like the previous weird, and before the blood stains left the surface of his body, they turned into bits of spiritual power and merged into the blood-colored spiritual power condensed around him.

Feeling the pain in his palm, Lao Jiu's red eyes suddenly condensed, and he roared wildly, grabbing the sword body regardless of it, the blood was frozen, and then turned into a blood-colored spiritual power and merged again, every extra point made Lao Jiu's momentum increase by one point, and his breath became more and more rapid and disordered.

Dancing his body, Lao Jiu raised his other palm and swept towards Ye Hanxue's waist, without any discipline, but it was the most effective counterattack at this time!

The momentum of the two rushing forward continued, Lao Jiu held the palm of the divine sword until it reached the hilt, and his other hand also landed on Ye Hanxue's waist at this time.

wanted to resist, but the speed was too fast, Ye Hanxue could only watch Lao Jiu's palm wrapped in blood-colored spiritual power fall on his waist, and the crazy impact also entered Ye Hanxue's body with the advent of the palm.

The surging power came from his waist, Ye Hanxue snorted in pain, opened his mouth and spurted blood, and the palm holding Qingfeng was also released, and it was thrown out from afar, and a line of blood was sprinkled in the air, which was shocking.

Falling into the grass, the night cold snow let out a muffled snort, clenched her right hand, the green edge in the palm was no more, the blood soaked her lips and the side of her face, and the accumulated snowflakes on the ground had a different kind of beauty, which made people feel pity.

Helplessly smiled bitterly, since that day, she seemed to have never been so helpless, although the pain in her waist was serious, but it could not prevent her from getting up, but she suddenly felt very tired and tired, looking at the falling snowflakes, a picture flashed in front of her eyes.

Since being expelled from the house by the clansmen, she has come to Tianxianmen, and has not descended the mountain for three years, and she is sometimes even afraid that she has forgotten her father and mother in the grave......