Why did Snow Traceless come? Isn't she supposed to be with Shi Die?

The breath came from far and near, with a cold wind, like a sword of ice and snow cutting through this bitter cold.

"Let's go, don't come here!" Ye Lingyu shouted at her.

The plain white figure came very quickly, and it was almost in front of him in the blink of an eye. Although Ye Lingyu didn't know why she came, coming here now was obviously to send her to death.

Rakshasa's goal is herself, if she doesn't come, Rakshasa will naturally not embarrass her, but if she intervenes in this battlefield, with Rakshasa's heart, she will definitely kill them all.

Although her strength is enough to reach the eighth level of the Xuan Rank, she is already the best among her peers, but in front of Rakshasa, this advantage has no meaning at all.

During the time she came to the Northern Regions, Ye Lingyu didn't talk to her much, and to be honest, she didn't know her, and she didn't even know what she was doing when she came to the Northern Regions.

But at this moment, she resolutely rushed towards the Rakshasa, and her breath locked on the Rakshasa, like a moth that pounced on the flames without hesitation.

Can't she see the power of the Rakshasas? No, she was there when the Rakshasa killed Lishan, so it was impossible not to know.

So why did she come? and had a grudge against the rakshasas? or......

"I'll tell you to leave!" Ye Lingyu roared angrily.

Xue Wuxian should be someone who has nothing to do with him, although they have been together for two months, they are just sitting in the same carriage, and they can't even be called friends.

But for some reason, at this moment, Ye Lingyu's heart tightened for no reason.

"Rakshasa, your opponent is me!" Ye Lingyu rushed forward regardless of his body, his fist mixed with flames blasting out.

You can't let the Rakshasa make a move on Xue Wuji, and only by finding a way to entangle the Rakshasa can you buy time for Xue Wuji to get out of it.

Targeted by the Rakshasas, the chances of him escaping are slim, but there is no need to take another snow without a trace.

"Look for death!" Rakshasa stared at the white shadow flying in the distance, and met Ye Lingyu's fist with a fierce punch.

The furious fist attacked, Ye Lingyu seemed to see a monstrous wave in front of him, and his fist fell into the huge wave, like a stone falling into the ocean. There was no room for resistance, and he was blown upside down, the skin on his arms exploded, and blood gushed wildly.

After shaking Ye Lingyu back with a punch, Rakshasa pushed his backhand in the direction of Snow Traceless.

The snow on the ground was lifted up and turned into a huge white wall that reached the sky.

How strong the Rakshasa is, Ye Lingyu knows best. With the power of Rakshasa, not to mention people with the same cultivation as him, even if it is a ground level, it will be difficult to parry in front of him.

Xue Wuji's cultivation was even a small level lower than him, and in Ye Lingyu's eyes, this palm alone was enough to completely crush Xue Wuxian into flying ashes.

Ye Lingyu was hit hard by Rakshasa and fell to the ground, his eyes glazed in the direction of Xue Wuji. For some reason, looking at the white shadow, a face unconsciously appeared in my heart.

It's not the time to think about it, but the figure just lingers in my mind.

"Snow falling to dust!" There was a coquettish shout from behind the giant wall, and an invisible sword intent suddenly filled the heavens and the earth.

On top of the giant wall, ice flowers appeared, and the huge wall that was pushed by it came to an abrupt halt, and then shattered. In the splinters of ice in the sky, a sharp sword slashed through the heavens and the earth.

Snow falls! Snow falls! Ye Lingyu echoed these three words in his heart for a long time.

The sword move fell into the dust, he had seen this move, on the person he missed the most.

The sharp sword broke through the snow curtain, and Ye Lingyu recognized the sword "Flying Snow Sword", which was owned by that person.

His gaze shifted slightly, falling on the man holding the sword.

With all her strength urging the sword intent, the illusion had already dissipated, revealing her original face.

Ye Lingyu's heartbeat stopped at this moment, and his mind was blank for a while.

"Dream ...... Snow ......" he unconsciously pronounced the name out of his mouth.

After leaving Sword Wine Villa, she suddenly appeared...... Let's travel together...... Woman's body...... Desperate to come here......

At this moment, it seems that all the memories of the past are connected. The scattered fragments of memory pieced together her complete countenance.

The Flying Snow Sword pointed at the Rakshasa, and at this moment, it seemed that time had stood still, and the blade passed by, raising a little snow dust, and every drop of snow dust flying out of the blade turned into an ice flower in the air.

The sharp breath sliced through the sea of ice flowers, pointing straight at Rakshasa's face.

Even though he was as strong as a rakshasa, his eyes still glared in front of this sword, and he retreated.

Under that sword intent, even he didn't dare to take it head-on.

His speed was far faster than that of Mengxue, and in just an instant, he retreated beyond the range covered by the sword intent, and suddenly stopped and swung out his palm violently.

The sword intent realm collided with the palm wind of the rakshasa for only a moment, only to hear a crisp click, and the flying snow sword suddenly shattered.

The Flying Snow Sword was only a fourth-grade spirit weapon, and in the face of the power they could use now, such a spirit weapon was too fragile.

Just by colliding with momentum, it has already exceeded the limit of the Flying Snow Sword.

The long sword shattered, and the condensed sword intent spread out in all directions, and one after another sword qi cut the ground to pieces. Rakshasa's palm wind shattered the realm of sword intent, and pushed straight towards Mengxue.

"Broken Snow Mirror!" Meng Xuejiao intertwined her hands in front of her chest while drinking, and her lotus fingers flipped over. A huge wall of ice suddenly appeared in front of him.

The ice wall is not thick, and it can even be called "blown and broken", but the wall is as clear and translucent as a mirror, and even the shadows of people can be clearly reflected on it. Rather than calling it a "wall", it would be more appropriate to say that it is a mirror for dressing.

It seems to be fragile, but when the palm wind bombards it, it is forcibly blocked.

The tremor lasted for two breaths before the Broken Snow Mirror shattered, and the Rakshasa palm wind dissipated at the same time.

With the power of the eighth layer of the Xuan Rank, he faced the Rakshasa head-on, which can already be called a miracle. But miracles don't happen every time, and when the broken snow mirror shatters, Mengxue also falls weakly like a paper kite with a broken thread.

Although the Broken Snow Mirror blocked the attack, it also exhausted her full strength, and although the Rakshasa palm wind did not hit her, the aftermath had already affected her.

During the fall, a trace of scarlet could be faintly seen at the corner of her mouth.

Rakshasa's face became more and more gloomy, and the person who cultivated to a small level lower than him actually took him head-on.

How could he, who had always been arrogant, endure this kind of thing, clenched his fists at his waist, his body turned slightly, and he was about to gather momentum, when someone suddenly grabbed him by the collar behind him......

Rakshasa turned around, and as far as he could see, there was a hideous face.

Hideous as a beast? No, this kind of countenance may be more appropriately described as a ghost.

It is like a demon crawling out of hell, devouring human flesh and blood.

Ye Lingyu was holding a pitch-black knife in his hand, and before the knife was waved, Rakshasa felt as if he had been cut in half by that sharp energy.

Instinctively wanted to retreat, but something stumbled under his feet. Looking down, he saw white bony hands grasping his legs.

It was as if the gates of hell were open at his feet, and the souls of those from hell were gone

Drag him into the endless abyss.

"Dare to hurt her, I want you to pay for your life!" it was a roar from hell, and the flames were volleyed down in the air.

When he first saw Ye Lingyu, Rakshasa only thought that this was a slightly stronger person, and he didn't care too much. He came to Ye Lingyu simply because Ye Lingyu killed the second leader of the Blue Wolf Mercenary Group, not to help the second leader take revenge, but to see where the person who killed the second leader was sacred. In addition, after all, the Blue Wolf Mercenary Group was established by him, and if someone killed the second leader, he naturally couldn't sit idly by.

The two sides have been fighting for so long, he has always had the upper hand, no matter what moves Ye Lingyu makes, he can block back head-on. So in his opinion, Ye Lingyu is not as good as him, just a weak person who has been trampled on.

But at this moment, the person in front of him became a different picture, and the fierceness and violence even made him shudder. Perhaps, this is what this person really looks like.

There is an evil ghost hidden in his heart, and the evil ghost is followed by his reverse scales, and daring to touch his reverse scales is to open the door that is closed with evil spirits.

The benefits of the edge of the flowing fire are not something that the Rakshasa can resist at all, and the Rakshasa knows this better than anyone.

Before the knife arrived, the sharp energy had already hit.

Rakshasa shook violently, and the undead soldiers who grabbed his legs were instantly shattered.

He pulled back, but it was too short for him to get out of the range of the blade in a hurry.

The knife fell, bringing up a trace of blood......

The two sides were separated by some distance. Drops of hot blood fell on the plain white ground, like a bouquet blooming in the snow.

Rakshasa slowly raised his head, and there was a bloody wound on the left cheek. The wound ran from the tip of the eyebrow to the jaw, passing through the eyeball, and blood flowed down between the eyebrows, staining the entire eye socket with blood red.

He slowly opened his eyes, and although the trajectory of the knife passed over his eyes, fortunately the cut was not deep, and the eyeballs were not damaged. He glared at Ye Lingyu angrily, letting the blood dye all his eyeballs red.

"You...... Should...... Dead ......" His lips opened slightly, and he made a voice that was even colder than that of the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring.

Half-bent over, his knees slightly bent, his hands clasped into the snow, his finger bones popping, and the snowflakes around him fell silent at this moment...... The feet were slightly crushed, and the next moment, they had already appeared in the air in front of Ye Lingyu.

Although he was in the air, the steely claws were already pulling behind him and ready to attack.

The flame blade swung again, but the rakshasa suddenly turned in the air and stomped on the hilt of the sword. The edge of the flowing fire came out of his hand, drawing an arc and falling into the distance.

No matter how sharp the knife is, it doesn't make any sense to miss the enemy.

Rakshasa turned around in the air again, and kicked out again, this time directly hitting Ye Lingyu's side face.

If this kick hit someone else, it should have broken the person's neck, but Ye Lingyu was just a stumbling one.

The rakshasa didn't stop, and the sharp claws pierced out from under the armpits, and one claw stabbed into Ye Lingyu's abdomen.

The whole hand didn't go into his stomach, and then it came out from behind.

The big penetrating wound on the arm, if you were an ordinary person, you would have been killed by this blow alone.

Rakshasa will not show mercy, and the one who leaves a scar on his face is the one who deserves to die.

He thought so, but he was suddenly stunned because a warm hand pinched his cheek.

The black hair was flying behind him, Ye Lingyu's eyes were as purple as the scorching sun, he was laughing, it was the kind of evil smile like a ghost.

"Die!" he clenched his endless malice and spat out a word, and the red and black flames in his hand exploded.