"Labor and management have played enough, go die!"

Ximen Qing sneered, and slashed the long knife in his hand towards Saitama's neck with a hideous face.

Looking at Ximenqing, who was merciless, Xiao Yi's face turned pale, and fear lingered in his heart.

The other people in the small courtyard couldn't help but take a light breath when they looked at Saitama who was about to splash blood on the spot.

The Golden Sword Sect's decisive character is really chilling.

Everyone's eyes moved with the big knife in Ximenqing's hand.

"Whoosh. ”

However, at this moment, a sharp ice spike, like lightning, crossed through the middle of Ximenqing's big sword.

Suddenly, the hard ring-made fine knife broke violently.

His treasure knife was cut in half out of thin air, and Ximenqing's face changed slightly.

Before he could react, the deadly ice spike struck again.

It's just that this time the target was Ximenqing's throat, and the attack that broke through the air made him suddenly feel the fear of being shrouded in death.

Seeing that his apprentice was being attacked, Elder Thunder held the treasure knife in his hand and swung it violently in front of him, forming several pale cyan aura wind blades.

"Bang!"

The aura wind blade collided with the ice spike in an instant.

Affected by the impact, Ximen Qingde leaned against the ground and shot backwards.

"Poof. ”

When he stopped sliding, blood spurted out of his mouth.

Although Elder Thunder made a timely move, the ice spikes shattered into tiny ice crystals still inserted into Ximen Qing's body.

"I really didn't expect that there was still a monk master hidden in the Boundless Gate. ”

Hearing this, everyone came back to their senses from the accident just now, and turned their eyes to the girl next to the ruins, and their pupils suddenly shrank...

The girl who was originally squatting on the ground was hanging in the air strangely at some point, and her pure white skirt was blown up by the swirling aura, and she was constantly fluttering in the air.

The bright sun shone on the girl's jade-smooth face, and her eyes were full of determination and anger.

Looking at the girl who suddenly transformed like a beautiful girl, Ling Feng suddenly felt a little messy in his heart.

"Division... Sister?"

"Hehe, this little girl, seems to be as mysterious as you. His Holiness the Prophet chuckled.

His brows furrowed slightly, and Ling Feng immediately said secretly: "Isn't Xiao Ya unable to cultivate, how could she suddenly have such fierce strength?" And since she is so strong, why didn't she make a move at the beginning. ”

"She has indeed been blocking her strength all the time, and the reason why she doesn't do it is naturally because of her troubles. ”

Knowing the doubts in Ling Feng's heart, Venerable Prophet replied softly.

Troubled?

Hearing this, Ling Feng realized in a trance that Zhang Xiaoya's inability to make a move was probably related to the Soul Separation Spell.

Those who had the same questions as Ling Feng were also the people present.

"I advise you to get out of here, or else you won't want to leave. ”

Staring indifferently ahead, Zhang Xiaoya said lightly.

The palms stretched out, and ten cold ice edges condensed and formed in the palms.

"It's young, but it's not a small breath. ”

"Little girl, it's better to rely on my Golden Knife Gate instead, Uncle Thunder will take good care of you. ”

In the eyes of the people of the Eight Great Sects, Zhang Xiaoya's strength is only three levels of the virtual body realm, which is comparable to their realm.

Therefore, Elder Thunder still got up and walked towards Zhang Xiaoya without care, and light words kept coming out of his mouth.

However, suddenly, Elder Thunder suddenly stopped his steps, and then turned around suddenly.

The figure was like an arrow off the string, running frantically behind him.

A cold feeling of approaching death sent chills down his spine.

Although he was arrogant, he was also afraid of death.

Just as the people wondered what was going on, several ice picks burst through the floor from under Elder Thunderbolt's feet without warning.

His feet ached, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground as he ran fast.

Several teeth, accompanied by blood, were spurted out by the Thunder Elder in one gulp.

He lowered his head in horror, only to see that his feet were pierced directly by icicles.

"Everyone, help me!"

At this time, he didn't care about his face, and desperately called for help to Shangguan Youqian and others not far away.

However, no one dared to step forward.

Although they have been immersed in the void realm for many years, when have they ever seen such a mysterious method.

"Everyone, no matter how powerful she is, there is only one person after all, let's go together. ”

Just when Elder Thunder was in despair, Shangguan Youqian stood up.

As the head of the Eight Great Sects, if the Tsing Yi Sect watched Elder Thunder die, wouldn't it become a laughing stock for others.

After someone hit the head, the other six people took out their weapons and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoya.

Indifferently glancing at the seven people who had suddenly attacked from all directions, the number of ice edges in Zhang Xiaoya's palm doubled.

"Destroy the sect that Senior Brother worked so hard to rebuild, you all deserve to die!"

The girl's ethereal voice suddenly became murderous, and the floating ice spikes in her palms shot out all around like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

"I gave up the trial and let me out. ”

Seeing the seven people besieging Zhang Xiaoya, Ling Fengsheng blushed and said angrily.

"No, I can't. ”

Venerable Prophet frowned, and said lightly, "With your current strength, can you help her?" ”

"Let me out!"

Ling Feng shouted angrily again.

"Rest easy. ”

His Holiness the Prophet once again looked at the field and said lightly.

"Reiki Protector!"

Facing the ice ridge that locked their position, the seven of them had their luck protecting their bodies, forming a thick layer of aura protection around them.

"It's so strong..."

Single-handedly dealing with seven monks of the same realm without falling behind, everyone even wondered if they were dreaming.

Looking at Zhang Xiaoya, who was in a favorable situation in the field, Ling Feng said with a smile: "The seven of them are going to die at the hands of the junior sister." ”

"Not necessarily, if this would have been an easy way to deal with them, why did this Nizi let them go in the first place. ”

Venerable Prophet said lightly.

Ling Feng was stunned and said, "What do you mean?"

"See for yourself. ”

Hearing this, Ling Feng focused his attention on the screen, but the hands in his hands fighting with the puppet were still not slackening.

At this time, the number on the black stone tablet in mid-air had reached nine hundred.

After three minutes of confrontation, the icicle that broke through the aura defense suddenly swayed and fell to the ground.

As soon as Bingzhun landed, Shangguan Youqian's figure flashed out strangely, waved his palms, and bombarded Zhang Xiaoya.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Facing Shangguan Youqian's surprise attack, Zhang Xiaoya's palms covered with ice crystals directly chose to bombard him in a hard-hitting way.

After three palms in a row, Shangguan You pressed forward step by step, but Zhang Xiaoya, on the other hand, was defeated and retreated.

The opposite of the previous strongness.

"Bang!"

The two hit each other again, and the floor tiles where Zhang Xiaoya was standing were directly shattered.

The delicate body flew out like a kite that had lost its string, slamming into the wall, and the red blood stains on the corners of the mouth were heartbreaking.

"Little girl, you are already strong on the outside, why do you have to resist indifferently?"

Shangguan You sneered, and a fierce fiery aura began to condense in his broad palm.

"Whew!"

Just as Shangguan Youqian was about to strike the final blow, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in the sky.

A black shadow suddenly crossed the sky, and with a bang, it smashed heavily into the open space between Shangguan Youqian and Zhang Xiaoya.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and a familiar back figure holding a long sword slowly appeared in everyone's sight.