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Xia Yun also looked at the person who spoke, who was leisurely walking out of the middle of the slave team with a sword in his arms. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But at this time, Bingchen directly drew his sword, and a blue wave quickly sent out from the Ice Pole Sword, rushing straight towards Xia Yun.

Xia Yun didn't expect him to do it directly without asking a word, he was caught off guard, it was too late to dodge, and when he realized that the blue fluctuations had arrived in front of him, he only felt a bone-chilling chill all over his body, and then his consciousness began to blur.

But soon half of his body began to feel hot again, and it became hotter and hotter until it was a little scorching!

Then he felt that half of his body was extremely cold, and the other half of his body was burning unbearably, and he turned his head to see the man who came out of the middle of the slave ranks, with the sword already in his hand, pointing directly at him.

The body of his sword was now as red as blood, like red-hot steel, but it had a different smooth texture, and the sword body was steaming with the surrounding air.

Xia Yun felt that the burning heat on half of his body might come from his spirit sword.

He also realized that Bingchen and this person he had never met before were engaged in a battle of ice and fire through his body.

"Yan Ye, we finally have a chance to have a fight, I don't know if it's me, the third-level Ice Pole Sword Venerable, is it or your second-level Blazing Sword Venerable is superior?"

The face of the person named Yan Ye on the other side changed slightly, obviously a little annoyed that Bingchen revealed his "second-level" sword venerable identity in front of everyone, and sneered: "Hehe, I also want to try, is your Ice Pole Sword capable of suppressing my Blazing Sword, I really hope that your Ice Pole Sword Venerable is not in vain?" ”

The two seemed to be talking and laughing, but the provocation in the words was also obvious, but it hurt Xia Yun in the middle.

Xia Yun only felt that half of his body was extremely cold, and the other half was scorching, and the cold suddenly invaded the other half of his body in the last second, offsetting a little burning sensation, but in the next second, the burning sensation immediately returned, cold and hot, alternating, but the pain was getting worse and worse each time, and a short moment was like life and death for Xia Yun.

In such a tug of war between ice and fire, Xia Yun's consciousness began to blur again because of the pain in his body.

"Am I going to die? Why am I so weak to die in this little city? In the hands of these two great sword venerables, I am like a plaything, not even a plaything? Do they despise human life so much? I didn't care if I lived or died for the sake of a competition, just to prove which spirit sword was stronger? Spirit Sword, Spirit Sword...."Xia Yun began to lose consciousness, "I can't die, I still have to go to Yanyun City, I still have a lot of things to do, I want to become stronger, I want to.... If I could, I would break your spirit swords with my own hands! ”

Xia Yun was powerless to resist in the face of reality, and the weakness and helplessness in his heart suddenly turned into a kind of anger and resentment.

At this time, Bingchen and Yanye were fighting, and the two groups of spiritual power fluctuated, one red and one blue, sandwiching Xia Yun in the middle, suspended in the air, and no one cared about him alive or dead.

Suddenly, a red light flashed in the sky!

That person was like a ghost, more like he had come by tearing through the space, and everyone present didn't see how he came here, and he appeared there, in Xia Yun's location.

Red clothes, red lotus masks, and a quaint sword on his back!

He stretched out his hand and just waved it slightly, and suddenly, the two spiritual power fluctuations that squeezed this Xia Yun were stirred away.

Ice Dust and Yan Ye were also shocked and took two steps back.

Both of them were shocked, could it be that this small mountain town also has characters far more powerful than them? How did he appear, Bingchen, who had always been proud, couldn't even see any traces!

Xia Yun also rolled to the ground at this time, but no one looked at him, and everyone's attention was focused on this mysterious person who suddenly appeared.

"Who are you?" Bingchen held the Ice Pole Sword in his hand and pointed at the mysterious man in the Red Lotus Mask.

"I hate it when people point swords at me!" The mysterious man seemed to be laughing, and his tone was relentless.

Yan Ye swung his sword at this time, and several red fireballs shot out from his blazing sword one after another, directly hitting the mysterious person in the red lotus mask.

The man just turned his head to one side, his gaze swept over, and a breath struck, scattering the fireball in the air.

How could Bingchen let go of this opportunity, and the moment the mysterious man turned his head, his body bounced out, and the Ice Pole Sword stabbed straight into the back of the man's head.

"Hmph, the two little sword venerables are really beyond their strength!" The mysterious man in the red lotus mask did not look back, but he had disappeared in an instant.

The Ice Pole Sword pierced into the air, and the figure reappeared.

Bingchen hurriedly withdrew his sword and retreated, and said secretly in his heart: "I didn't expect this person's speed to be so fast!" ”

Bingchen and Yanye pointed their swords at the mysterious man at the same time, not daring to move: "Draw your sword!" ”

The mysterious man in the red lotus mask sneered: "Hmph, draw your sword, you are not worthy!" I said, I hate it when people point their swords at me! ”

Immediately, several red air currents appeared around his body.

"Sword Qi!"

Bingchen and Yanye's eyes widened in surprise at the same time.

The sword qi suddenly floated towards the two of them.

The two of them didn't have the power to join forces at all, and in the shocked eyes of the two, the mysterious man just waved a few times.

The two spirit swords in their hands were taken away.

The next scene was even more surprising to them, and at the same time, it was heartbreaking, and it will even be forgotten forever!

The mysterious man in the red lotus mask grabbed two spirit swords, bent his hands, and broke the two spirit swords at the same time, and then threw them at random, and the four severed swords were forced into the stone wall!

This series of actions flowed smoothly, and the two of them couldn't believe the scene that had just happened, the spirit sword was almost as important as their lives, and the material of the spirit sword was not an ordinary ordinary product that could only be cast, and it would be broken by this person at will, almost effortlessly!

"You.... You? Bingchen's whole body began to tremble, and for the first time, he felt that his dignity had been trampled on like this.

Yan Ye is similar, looking at the broken sword on the stone wall, he wants to die headlong.

At this time, Xia Yun also woke up, looked at the red-clothed man in front of him vaguely, couldn't help but swayed and wanted to stand up, staggered, and subconsciously took a few steps back to see the whole picture of this person, but just took two steps back, only to feel a light foot, and his body fell backwards.

This was originally a path around the cliff on the side of the mountain, and Xia Yun was already very close to the cliff when he landed, plus his consciousness had just recovered, so he couldn't even walk steadily.

"Little brother, be careful!" A voice suddenly came from the corner of the mountain road.

It was the little fox, Xia Yun saw the white and fluffy figure appear, and was about to answer, but it was too late.

The mysterious man in the red lotus mask suddenly approached him.

Xia Yun made eye contact with him, but he just stood still, he had no intention of saving him at all, and he didn't even stretch out his hand!

Watching Xia Yun fall!

The little fox also quickly reached the edge of the cliff, but it was too late, Xia Yun fell to the bottom of the cliff!

With tears in his eyes, the little fox turned his head to look at the mysterious man in red, "Why don't you save my little brother?" ”

The mysterious man in the red lotus mask also looked at the little spirit fox, and said affectionately: "Linglong, it's good that you're still alive!" ”

"How do you know my name is Linglong?" The little civet looked in amazement at the smiling and caring eyes behind his mask.

The mysterious man stretched out his hand and touched the little spirit fox's head, but the little spirit fox did not resist.

Xiao Linghu felt that his eyes were familiar for a moment, but he also seemed to have a thousand words to say to himself, but he took them back.

"He'll be fine! ――”

By the time everyone looked at him again, he had disappeared in place, only the voice was still there, and no one knew how he had left!

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