"Oops!" Seeing the sword formation formed by the four spirit swords, Mo Jun, who had been on the defensive, had no choice but to fall into the trap carefully planned by He Daoren. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The sword array is formless and substantial, and even Mo Jun's fire of deconstruction can't have an effect on it—it's not so much 'can't', it's better to say that Mo Jun's external image power level is still too low, and it hasn't touched a higher level. Originally, the formation eyes that formed the Four Spirit Sword Array, that is, the four spirit swords, were a major breakthrough in the sword formation, but after the blessing of He Daoren's sword, it also became solid and invulnerable.

"Hmph, Trapped Beast Fight. Seeing that the enemy had fallen into the Four Spirit Sword Formation, He Daoren waved his long sleeves and pinched the seal with his backhand, and there were words in his mouth. But I saw that the green light on the spirit swords that formed the formation flashed, and then they reflected each other with bursts of green ripples. Such a vision made Mo Jun's heart sink, because he knew that it would definitely not be a good thing.

Sure enough, at the moment when the green ripples touched Mo Jun, the latter's figure suddenly stagnated, as if the feeling of a thousand catties pressed on the top of his head at noon made it very difficult for Mo Jun to even straighten his waist, and even the snow under the sword array slumped a few meters under this green ripple, and it was actually compressed into a hard snow block.

The balance of victory was tipped in an instant on the side of the Dao people.

He Daoren slowly paced in front of Mo Jun, who was unable to move because of the suppression of the sword array, like meat on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.

"I thought the guy who could beat Xu Zirui was a powerful person, but I didn't expect it to be just a soft egg. He Daoren circled around Mo Jun with a disdainful expression, his eyes swept over the coffin behind him, and then said, "Since that's the case, then I'll accept this sword and your numbered plate." ”

After that, He Daoren was just about to reach out to retrieve the dark blue giant sword from Mo Jun's hand, but when his palm was just stretched out, he suddenly withdrew and waved it at his side, and then a loud noise came from not far away.

Bang –

He Daoren's face sank like water, and with a wave of his big hand, he threw a large bullet that was somewhat deformed and the flesh that had been grazed onto the snow, and said coldly: "It seems that your companion is really worthy of praise, and he didn't take the opportunity to escape." Looks like I'm going to have to clean her up first. ”

Tina's child... Mo Jun's heart trembled when he heard this, but he couldn't say anything: he couldn't open his mouth and say, 'You come and kill me, let my companions go' such hypocritical words.

People are selfish, especially in the face of death.

Looking at He Daoren's figure quickly leaving, Mo Jun tried to raise his arm, but it was still as heavy as the top of Mount Tai. The scattered snowflakes in the icy air around them are getting denser again, and it looks like a heavy snowfall is coming.

"Ugh..."

A sigh full of deep helplessness and unwillingness came from Mo Jun's mouth, and in an instant, he was drowned in the vast snow shadows.

...

Tina curled up, trying to cover her delicate body in a heavy layer of snow.

As a sniper, Tina rarely fired two shots in the same position, so when He Daoren rushed to her original place, she could only find a few traces of the gun, and clues such as footprints were professionally cleaned up by Tina, leaving no lethal residue.

"Wait a little longer... Wait a little longer and go back..."Even though she was about to be robbed of all the heat in her body by the 'covering' that constantly emitted cold, Tina was most worried about the people who had been with her these days. Surrounded by snow, Tina couldn't help but think of Mojun's warm embrace, but the contrast between the two made the little girl feel even colder.

If I were to return to my original world, I would have been laughed at by my former 'promoters'. Thinking of this, Tina's heart was depressed again: as a trialist who came to the main god space on her own from the mission world, she had the right to go to the 'home world' at any time during her break, but it was obvious that Tina didn't have anything worth remembering in the original world.

"If it's him... Perhaps—" Thinking like this, Tina glanced out of the corner of her eye, but caught a hint of spreading scarlet.

Blood, she thought, her frozen body made it impossible for her to perceive what was happening to her, but the increasingly conspicuous 'Rose in the Snow' revealed the fate of the little girl who was dying.

And right next to this small bulge on the snowfield, He Daoren frowned and pulled a blood-stained sword out of Tina's body.

"Tsk, such a young child too..." The unbearable color in his heart flashed, but he was quickly suppressed by He Daoren: the most taboo thing for cultivators is this kind of constant emotion and regret, and when they cultivate to the stage of tribulation, these accumulated flaws will turn into inner demons to devour themselves, and it can be said that the more sentimental people are, the stronger their inner demons will become. Even He Daoren didn't want to become a demon-like existence, but in the main god space, he had to do so.

Well, give her a painless death. The sharp blade slashed with sharp swords, slashing at Tina's pale neck like lightning.

Buzz————

As soon as He Daoren took out his sword, he heard a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, but he was also a ruthless person, and after hearing the sound, the speed of his hand was even faster, and he actually wanted to forcibly take the little girl's head.

"You dare!" A coquettish reprimand came out of thin air, and He Daoren finally found the location of the comer according to the source of the sound - the top of his head! He now has two choices, either don't do two things, kill this sniper first, but the attack above his head is so strong that he is likely to be seriously injured or even killed directly, or it is just one word: hide!

The world is big, and the small life is the biggest!

After secretly cursing where the bastard came from, He Daoren had to dodge and take a few steps back, and then he saw a snow-white shadow fall from the sky where he was before. Although judging from the speed and strength, this fall was bound to splash three feet of snow, but after the white shadow fell, the ground was strangely silent, as if it was not a person who fell from the sky, but a feather.

Stunned, He Daoren saw a little silver suddenly appear in his sight, and when he reacted, the attack was already close to him, and it was too late to dodge. In desperation, He Daoren used his aura and turned into a sword to protect him.

Poof.

But the extremely hard sword stalemate for a while under the attacking stabbing sword, and finally pierced the defense with a point-breaking blow. The sword body at the end of the strong crossbow was quickly drawn out after leaving a small blood hole in the shallow, and it struck again after holding a flower in the air.

One, two, three!

In just a few seconds, the stabbing sword was actually sent out by someone with four precise attacks! It was not the kind of performative stabbing that was weak and fast, but an effective attack with enough lethality for each blow! The speed of this person's attack really startled He Daoren, and he hurriedly gathered all his spiritual power in front of him for defense, which was able to withstand this tidal attack.

"Who?!" Feeling that the opponent's offensive stopped, He Daoren looked in the direction of the attack despite the wounds on his body that were about to freeze, and what he saw was a snow-white girl who was really as white as snow. The girl was holding a slender and sharp stabbing sword in her hand, and when she saw the sword body, she couldn't help but think of the smooth stabbing just now, and it seemed that this girl was a master of using a sword.

The snow-white battle dress, the pale white and blue slender ponytail, and the holy and beautiful face like a snow lotus are none other than the long-lost Vess.

"I ask you, how is the man who was with this little girl now. The chilling words came from Weiss's mouth, and she sensed from the follower contract that Mo Jun was nearby, but when she arrived, she saw the scene of He Daoren swinging his sword and slashing at Tina. In addition to her anger, she couldn't help but think: Tina is facing such a crisis, so what happened to Mo Jun.

"Hmph, do you mean the guy who killed my junior brother? When He Daoren heard this, his face immediately turned ruthless and said, "It's dead." ”

He's dead.

These two words slammed on Weis's chest like a hammer, and in an instant, the eldest lady from the fighting family was suffocated, and she was about to breathe. But the good psychological quality made Weiss suppress the panic in her heart, and shouted in a fierce voice: "Impossible! You..."

"I killed it with my own hands, what about it?" Although He Daoren said this, he was also quite helpless in his heart: he originally came out to find someone, but the person was killed by Mo Jun, and now he jumped out to find Mo Jun, how could he not be angry?

"You!looking for death!!" Weisi was a girl who talked a lot, but at this time, she didn't want to say any more words, just looked at He Daoren in front of her, who was wearing a sky blue Dao robe and had a fairy wind and bone temperament, and then...

Before the man arrives, the sword comes first!

The willow leaf white cloud brought a flash of light and pointed directly at He Daoren, who had already prepared to block this full blow with the spirit sword in his hand, but when He Daoren wanted to take advantage of the opponent's attack and wanted to pursue, the white light on the soles of Weis's feet flashed, and the carved patterns of the two wheels appeared and bounced her into the air at the same time.

This is the image power that Weiss is proud of, with it, Weiss always grasps the extremely high mobility and initiative in battle, but just like Mo Jun has the four-element combat skills that use the external image power to perform, Weisi also has her own vitality skills, but due to the limited power of her own vitality, she will not use it in normal battles, and the girl at this time is already in a hurry, so she doesn't care what to hide.

So He Daoren watched under his feet and in the blink of an eye, a circle-like pattern was outlined on the outside and inside square, and in the flash of blue light, the circle became an ice flower, freezing He Daoren's feet in it. Although this kind of confinement is like a fictitious for He Daoren, and it can be broken with a little spiritual impact, what Weiss wants is the moment when He Dao is distracted and released from the confinement.

Weisi in the air turned around and raised her sword to her shoulders, and the bright red carvings that had never appeared before stood out of thin air, and the carved runes were intertwined with the willow leaf Baiwan sword, and then Weisi jade swiped the sword body with her hand, and several white carvings sprung up from the sword body.

White Glyph - Accelerate!

Red Ghouled - Strength!

The red and white streamer fell from the sky with the momentum of coming, and the target was the head of that Dao man! If this blow really hit, even if He Dao had a sword to protect his body, he would not be able to resist it.

But what kind of person is He Daoren, even Tina's enhanced sniper can block a fierce man with his bare hands, in the face of such an offensive, I saw that he was not flustered, and his spiritual power seemed to be wandering around his body according to a strange route.

Slippery...

The blade of the sword collided with He Daoren's head, and a spark came out strangely. After feeling that the touch was wrong, Weisi immediately pulled back and stabilized her body in mid-air, only to see that He Daoren's body was already covered by golden light.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that my four spirit swords weren't by my side, how could I be forced out of the [Golden Feather Divine Miasma] by you. He Daoren was shrouded in a golden mang, although he blocked this extraordinary blow, but there was no trace of smugness on his face, but said solemnly to Weiss in front of him: "Let you go today, and the next time you meet, you will obediently hand over the numbered plate." ”

As soon as the voice fell, this He Daoren's mind moved, and after a while, four spirit swords flew from the sky and put them into the sword bag behind him, and he glanced at Weisi fiercely and left quickly.

"Jun..."Weisi also reacted at this time - if Mo Jun died, as a follower, she couldn't not feel it at all, so she hurriedly picked up Tina, who was lying in a pool of blood, and chased in the direction where the spirit sword flew.

Finally, on a snowy field that had clearly experienced battle, Weiss found Mo-kun, who was still in a suppressed position, who had almost turned into a snowman due to the university, and after taking Mo-jun and Tina to the side of the cave, Mo-kun finally slowly woke up in the warmth of the campfire.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a pretty face that I had missed for a long time.

"Jun, are you alright? Weiss held the man's big cold hand and asked distressedly.

"It's fine. Feeling his numb and stiff body, Mo Jun smiled bitterly and said, "In addition to self-esteem." ”

Snow, bigger.

(Ah, Mr. Cat dragged his feet, although no one cared........ ）