Turning his head to look, his eyes were red, and after speaking, Zhou Qing's body on the opposite side turned into a body composed of meridians, and the trajectory of the aura in the body was clearly reflected in Wu Ming's eyes.

Zhou Qing stood still, the sword in his hand slammed into the soil, his eyes were closed, and at the same time, his hands were raised from the bottom to the top, and at the same time as he made this action, ice picks appeared one after another on the ground around him, looking at the difficult expression on his face, Wu Ming knew that this must be the strongest killing move of the other party.

He didn't dare to slack off, he immediately took a horse step, his body was slightly sideways, the folding fan was pinched in his hand and placed on his chest, and the spiritual power of his body circulated in his body for a week and then converged on his hands, which was a martial art learned from the three masters - Rainstorm Flying Needle.

Among the folding fans, there are a total of 360 flying needles, once exhausted, they have to be reloaded, the rainstorm flying needle martial arts, the more steel needles fly out, the more spiritual power consumed, and the stronger the power, at this moment in the folding fan, there are still more than two hundred flying needles, and Wu Ming's blow, without the slightest hand, two hundred together, is bound to solve the other party.

On the other side, Zhou Qing's momentum has also been completed, his hands are lifted up vigorously, and the ice picks on the ground have broken into tiny ice spikes and soared into the air, suspended around him, waiting for everything to be completed, the moment he suddenly raised his head, his eyes opened, and he didn't see the eyeballs, only a white expanse, revealing a cold air.

"Crack the ice and kill!" Zhou Qing spoke, his voice was not loud, but Wu Ming heard it clearly, and when the sound fell, he pushed his hands forward, and hundreds of ice spikes flew towards Wu Ming like a storm.

At the same time, the aura gathered in Wu Ming's hand also entered the folding fan in an instant, and in an instant, he didn't even see how his movements were, the folding fan had already waved, and more than two hundred flying needles burst out, and with a movement of his mind, the folding fan in his hand had become a long knife.

He won't wait for a move to decide the winner, he is prepared for the worst, that is, he can't kill the other party with this move, then he will give the other party the deadliest attack before the other party is ready again, this is the killing technique that the war taught him, before the enemy has fallen to the ground, he will always have a second-hand plan.

The flying needle and the ice spike collided in the air, both shattered inch by inch, and for a while, the middle of the battlefield between the two was filled with a layer of flying ice chips, and neither side could see each other's situation clearly.

Zhou Qing, whose aura was exhausted in an instant, seemed to have lost the majestic appearance just now, and his weak body could only be supported by the sword on the ground so that he could not fall, and when he saw that the flying needle flying out of the ice chips was about to stab him, Zhou Tai appeared in front of him, and erected a shield in his hand to block the flying needle coefficient.

"Second brother, we are not this person's opponent, let's go. ”

"Don't worry, big ......" Before the eldest brother could shout, Wu Ming's body rushed out of the ice chips, and in a trance, he had already reached their side, the long knife swept, and Zhou Qing's head left from his neck in front of Zhou Tai, and it is estimated that he didn't understand until he died, why his strongest blow didn't even block the other party.

Seeing his own brother die in front of him like that, Zhou Tai suddenly had a mouthful of blood gushing up from his chest, spraying straight on the shield in his hand, and when he looked up again, his eyes were already cracking, like a mad demon.

Holding the shield in his hand, he directly hit Wu Ming's body, and the latter did not dodge, the long knife was rounded and slashed three times, with the "Stacked Waves" exercise, after three knives, the shield in Zhou Tai's hand was still broken.

Looking at the tattered shield in his hand, Zhou Tai finally had some understanding of reality in his anger, the huge gap in strength you can't make up for it with a lot of blood, if he continues to shoot, he must die.

Throwing the shield in his hand to the side, his hand touched his waist, he was already holding a black iron ball in his hand, and threw it on the ground, and for a while the smoke was everywhere, Wu Ming felt bad, although he rushed into the smoke for the first time, he couldn't find Zhou Tai's figure.

The surrounding snow was still heavy, and his spiritual power was scattered, trying to find Zhou Tai's figure, the next moment he turned around suddenly, but it was too late, he just sensed Zhou Tai's figure appeared behind Aunt Chen, and just wanted to remind the latter to be careful, after turning his head, Zhou Tai had already put the dagger against Aunt Chen's neck.

"This brother, I know that your cultivation is profound, I am not your opponent, you want revenge, and you have already killed so many people, can you let me live, I promise to stay away from Tianqian Kingdom in the future, and never take a step forward, how?" The dagger in Zhou Tai's hand was slightly forced, and a blood mark had already appeared on Aunt Chen's neck.

Wu Ming's eyebrows were lowered, and he didn't answer immediately, the knife in his hand gently tapped the ground, as if he was considering his words, Zhou Tai, who didn't have much hope in his heart, finally had some joy on his face when he saw this.

"You let go of Aunt Chen, I'll give you a quarter of an hour to escape, if I catch up, you can't blame me for being ruthless. ”

"Little brother, I'm not a fool, I let go of this woman now, there must be only a dead end, don't worry, as long as I'm safe, I will definitely let this woman go, little brother, how?" Zhou Tai, who thought he had really grabbed Wu Ming's handle, used the dagger in his hand in a demonstration, which meant that if Wu Ming didn't agree, he would do it.

The atmosphere at the scene cooled down, the goose-feather-like snow covered the bodies of the three of them with a layer of white, the snow covered his eyes, Zhou Tai didn't dare to relax for a moment, he had seen the speed of this teenager, as long as he relaxed a little, maybe he would have no chance to live.

Temporary success or failure can't be a hero, as long as he survives, there are infinite possibilities, Zhou Tai doesn't want to avenge his younger brother, it's too cruel reality, he can only think of a way to survive before he can consider revenge in the future.

Wu Ming stared at the other party for a long time with a knife, and finally determined that this guy was too cautious, and he was not sure that he could save her without hurting Aunt Chen, so he had to put away his murderous intent and think about what to do next.

Let Aunt Chen follow Zhou Tai, he will definitely disagree, who knows if this guy will directly attack Aunt Chen after confirming his safety, but it is not a way to go on like this now, he and Zhou Tai are cultivators, they have aura to keep out the cold, Aunt Chen can be an ordinary woman, and her body can't stand such a severe cold.