The Ice Soul Cold Needle came quickly, but before it could pierce the eyes of the tangerine peel and cinnamon, three cold rays of light shot out from the back of the tangerine peel and cinnamon's head, and with three dings, Feihong and the Ice Spirit Cold Needle collided, bounced off each other and fell to the ground. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The moment the flying needles and flying knives fell, three more ice spirit cold needles flashed suddenly in the warm sun, shooting towards the throat of tangerine peel and cinnamon, and then, there were cold flying needles that slipped from the sleeves and fell into the palms.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, the thick tiger tail in the hand of Chen Pi and Cinnamon was still chopping, and he had no intention of accepting it at all, seeing that he was about to die in the dense needle rain, and the flying knife of the abyss demon hunter came first in an instant.

Ding Ding ......

Sparks splashed everywhere, and in the continuous collision sounds, the curved ice spirit cold needles and the flying knives with curling blades were scattered all over the ground, and soon accumulated a thick layer.

Although the cultivation of the willow in the spring night is high, the hidden weapon technique of the abyss demon hunting is even more sophisticated, the two of them fought evenly for a while, and no one could help anyone, the tangerine peel and cinnamon sandwiched between the two, the knife in his hand was already difficult to chop, he just stood like a wooden man, as long as he had a little movement, there would be countless transparent holes in his body.

The more urgent the needle, the more urgent the flying knife, the tangerine peel and cinnamon have long been unable to see the movements of the willows and the abyss demon hunters on the spring night, and there is only a dazzling cold light in front of them, and the stinging eyes can no longer be opened.

When the fight enters the white heat, it is no longer up to you to decide if you want to stop, if you stop the willow in the spring night, you will die under the knife, if the abyss demon hunting stops, you will die in the sea of needles, one side does not show defeat, no one can get out, when a little relaxation, it is a blood hole in the whole body!

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, tangerine peel and cinnamon suddenly had a flash of inspiration, his head did not move, and he turned his eyes slightly to look at Fang Fan, Fang Fan really seized this opportunity, and in front of him were floating eight star-picking swords burning with red flames.

On a spring night, Zheliu naturally felt the heat in the air, his eyelids jumped suddenly, his heart tightened, and at the last moment, his hands suddenly became blurred, the needle rain became more urgent, and the chaotic knife was gradually suppressed.

In the spring night, Folded Willow's expression moved, and he took off his robe with lightning speed, and while his body shot backwards, his robe shook rapidly in front of him.

I don't know what material this robe is, the flying knife stabbed it, but it was pushed aside, and it couldn't be torn apart at all.

The spring night folded willows retreated quickly, and the speed of picking stars to follow up was also fast, just avoiding the chaotic knife, the sword fierce flying sword locked the limbs of the spring night folded willows, the sword roared in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, the sword arrived.

There was no panic in the eyes of the spring night, under the siege of the three of them, he was still calm, the sword stabbed, he didn't dodge, nor did he throw out the ice cold needle to defend, but rushed straight towards the eight flying swords.

Fang Fan's eyes were puzzled, but his hands did not stop, the handprints changed rapidly, his left hand was slightly clenched into a fist on the top, and his right hand was wrapped around the left fist below, as soon as the treasure bottle seal was formed, the stars that flew forward suddenly changed, and after gathering in one place, they actually spun up drippingly, and the speed suddenly accelerated, like eight whirlwinds whirling towards the chest of the willow in the spring night.

On a spring night, the willow's eyes narrowed slightly, and the robe shook and then put back on his body, and his right hand formed a hand knife, and at the front of the four fingers, there was a row of neatly arranged sharp needle tips.

There was a shock at the foot of the willow on a spring night, and the person and the sword passed by.

Boom ......

The tips of the needles shining with cold light were broken one by one, and the eight stars that stopped behind the willows in the spring night, the sword body was sometimes dim, sometimes dazzling, and each sword had a line from the tip of the sword to the hilt, which was a layer of frost that made the muscles and bones of the people, even if the sword was wrapped with red flames, it could not be melted.

It's just a staggered amount of time, and the spring night folding willow actually left scars on each sword, and the speed is simply incredible.

Suddenly, a star picker surrounded by mist and fire flew back into Fang Fan's hand, and at the same time, the other seven flickering stars finally shattered like glass.

The sword returned to his hand, a bone-chilling cold poured into the meridians from the palm of his hand, Fang Fan couldn't help but shiver, the osteo-erositis immediately surged up from the dantian, the fire dispelled the chill in the body, and at the same time that the frost on the sword body quickly melted, a clear scratch appeared.

Fang Fan's eyes flashed several times, although the Spring Night Folding Willow fell from the early stage of entering the saint to the late stage of ascending to the peak, the momentum of his attack was still terrifying, and the bland tricks directly broke the ten thousand demons ambush, and the star picking was almost damaged, and the gap in the realm was really not easy to erase.

Spring Night Folding Willow smiled coldly, opened his five fingers, and the ice spirit cold needle that lost the tip of the needle clanged and fell to the ground, and then, Spring Night Folding Willow's figure flashed, his right hand clenched into a fist, and there was a cold flickering between his fingers, if he was hit by a punch, he was afraid that there would be four more blood holes in his body.

The fist came so fast that it was unimaginable, the chill invaded his body, and Fang Fan's neck immediately had goosebumps, and the fist was hit to his throat.

If Fang Fanruo still cultivates the "Floating Light Phantom", it is absolutely difficult to dodge this punch, but he is practicing the "Getaway" that only focuses on speed, plus his light skills are one layer more than ordinary people, so he stepped out of the mysterious footwork under his feet, and narrowly avoided this fatal punch.

"Huh?" The spring night of the missed punch was suddenly a little surprised, in his mind, this punch is bound to win, everyone really has their own weirdness.

Just when Zheliu was about to pursue again on a spring night, a strong wind suddenly hit overhead, and I don't know if it was his illusion, there seemed to be a faint fishy smell in the air, which was the smell of the beast opening its bloody mouth.

The spring night folding willow immediately turned his head, sure enough, there was a hideous tiger above his head like a tiger coming down the mountain, the spring night folding willow eyes in the murderous machine emerged, the right hand no longer clenched the fist, but the ice spirit cold needle sandwiched in the finger to the air, and then the right hand fished, four flying needles into the hand, and then, four ice spirit cold needles to meet the evil tiger.

The Ice Spirit Cold Needle was still thrown together, but when it came out, the trajectory became different again, first the two heads went first, and then one by one they were dotted on the fangs hung with turbid saliva, the force was heavier and heavier each time, and the evil tiger that pounced down became more and more illusory, as the last Ice Spirit Cold Needle shattered, a layer of frost formed on the Xuanqi knife of the curling blade.

The blade of the Xuanqi knife is not sharp, and this kind of heavy knife does not need a sharp blade, and it can kill people just by smashing it, so the blade of the Xuanqi knife is at least an inch thick. (To be continued.) )