As he spoke, the sky was gloomy, and if there was a towering iceberg ten thousand feet high, it broke through the sky and fell down. In an instant, the great power of heaven and earth swept over, making Ke Zhen's originally pale complexion a little more sickly.

"Get on your knees!"

It was a pleasant and majestic roar, and it soon spread through this huge courtyard. Subsequently, there was even more cold and coiling, bringing a biting cold, which was painful to the heart...

Sweat slipped from Ke Zhen's forehead, and fear was like a wave of rage, unstoppably sweeping in his heart. And the cowardice from the depths of his heart continued to erode the tenacity left in his bones, after all, he still couldn't bear the oppression on his body like the mountains of Wuyue, and knelt on the ground with a "poof", the blood flowed like an infusion, and the blood-colored pupils were also extremely unwilling.

"You decide. ”

Immediately, Ling Qianyuan's Tankou opened lightly. Then he smiled lightly, and then looked back, just as he met the black eyes that were as clear as amber behind him. But in the depths of the ethereal pupils, there will be autumn waves in an instant, and a little bit of soft ripples...

"What you mean is what I mean. The corners of Xiao Xuan's lips hooked, smiled softly, and there was light in his eyes, with affection.

"Good. Hearing this, Ling Qianyuan spit out a pink fragrant tongue and licked the corners of his mouth. Immediately, his eyes returned to coldness, his hand was in his hand, and the ice sword was in his hand.

Then he turned around, his hands rose, and the ice and snow roared!

"Relieved..."

This is not only what Ke Zhen thinks, but also the common idea of Mu Zhilan, Tang Xian and Mu Xiao.

This is meow!

If you want to kill or chop, please do whatever you want?

Don't show affection wantonly!!

When every dog is strung to death, no couple is innocent...

"Hehehe, the thousand-year-old cold bone ice crystal beast holding the Cold Devouring Divine Sword is really extraordinary!"

At that moment, a deep voice rang out in the air. Soon, the ice and snow dissipated, and the wind and clouds rested temporarily.

Staring at the sudden change in mid-air, Ling Qianyuan was still silent, but there were quite a few fluctuations in the depths of his ethereal pupils...

Thousands of miles of sound, not enough to Doyer.

But if she can dissipate thirty percent of her Xuan power, it means that the person who comes must at least be a cultivator of the Lingfu Realm.

"Interesting!" Ling Qianyuan didn't know how long it had been since she had such a fighting intent to fight, and if she didn't go all out, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to resist the God Devouring Sword in her hand.

Of course, she didn't forget to look back and tell Xiao Xuanhui softly: "Stand back." "After all, this level of combat is not something they can match now.

"Hmm. Xiao Xuan's head was lightly responded, saying that he was not worried, it was fake. But he was self-aware, and he knew that he would only add to the chaos if he rushed forward. So why not protect yourself so she can relax and fight?

Just as Xiao Xuanhui and Mu Xiao raised their legs and retreated, a figure appeared in the air. It's just that he has goosebumps and a gloomy face. The deep black eyes were half-squinted, but there was still a fine light bursting out.

Ling Qianyuan raised his eyes and stared, looking at the aura around him, and confirmed his earlier conjecture.

This old man, the most Lingfu realm, is not to be feared, but it is worth fighting!

"If you know who I am, you should understand. Your cultivation is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. Ling Qianyuan raised his willow eyebrows and said quite arrogantly.

Hearing this, the old man didn't say anything, and swept into the air alone. With a wave of his hand, the confinement around Ke Zhen collapsed in an instant.

"Elder Xie Yan. ”

Facing Ke Zhen's thanks, Yan Lao was still unmoved. Quietly, a gloomy smile emerged.

Flash!

The dark red blood mist was filled, and the rich dead qi swept through the surge, as if there was a blue light swaying out, driving a slight sword sound.

This time, Ling Qianyuan's eyebrows really wrinkled slightly.

Sword Sound, what is Sword Sound?

It should be the spirit of the sword and the spirit of the sword.

And those who have sword spirits, not fairy swords, are fierce swords!

Looking at the solemn aura of life and death, Ling Qianyuan actually has a certain number in his heart...

"Do you recognize this sword?" After the dark red blood mist cleared, Yan Lao spoke again. saw him playing with the long sword in his hand, his eyes were full of scarlet, and a fierce anger appeared between his eyebrows

"Fierce sword, kill immortals!"

Almost at the same time, Xiao Xuanyan and Ling Qianyuan spoke together. The three-foot long sword in front of them was like a hammer of sound, finalizing the conjecture in their hearts. It is also like the breeze above the still sea, plucking the heartstrings.

"Stand back!"

Immediately, Ling Qianyuan was very drunk, and then he protected Xiao Xuanyan and the others behind him, and the fear in his eyes became more and more obvious.

If it was just a Yan Lao of the Spirit Mansion Realm, it would only mobilize Ling Qianyuan's battle intent at most.

Can...

A Lingfu Realm powerhouse with an immortal sword in his hand had to let Ling Qianyuan take it seriously.

Sweat soaked her back unconsciously. Even if she didn't admit it, her dignified look betrayed her, and she herself actually didn't have the bottom to defeat Yan Lao, who was holding the Immortal Slaying Sword.

After all, the sword of killing immortals should be used by killing immortals. And when there are no immortals to kill, the sword qi is used to slay demons.

What is a demon?

In addition to human beings, other cultivation of mystical power, and then condensation of human form of natural things. Demon beasts, inside it...

Therefore, although Ling Qianyuan's cultivation is higher than that of the enemy, his momentum is much weaker than that of the other party.

And as the saying goes, "one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion".

This momentum is often the key to determining victory or defeat...

"Hey, hey, hey!"

But before the laughter fell, Yan Lao's figure had already moved, and between the overlapping afterimages, the mysterious power swept over. However, with a light movement of his wrist, the Immortal Sword slashed in mid-air in an instant, as if it had torn apart the dark red blood river, and in the sound of explosions, the awe-inspiring wind swept the treacherous sword qi and roared.

As the sword shadow continued to expand in the pupils, Ling Qianyuan's eyes condensed. The heart and mind were moving, and the golden baby in the dantian danced the flesh fist, and the pure Xuan power was surging and spurting, and through the palm of the hand, it turned into the ice sword.

Then, Hao's wrist moved lightly, the sword shadow raged, and the ice and snow were filled!

In the haze, Qianying moved lightly, and every step out of the step was like a flood of Xuanli filled with extreme cold.

In an instant, the two figures met in mid-air. The four eyes collided, and the sword fell!

But a sword turned into a river of blood, and the blood mist was filled. And a sword swept the wind and clouds, and the ice and snow roared.

But the moment the two swords collided, the blood mist was filled, and the cold air was raging. The fluctuations of the Xuan Force were even more like a storm, sweeping away in an arc from there. The storm has passed, and the sights are devastated...

Hearing the sound of the "bell", the two swords collided again, and brilliant sparks burst out. In this fight, Yan Lao's face was pale, and he was already at the end of his strong crossbow. And what about Ling Qianyuan? Although his face was as usual, he was still afraid.

This is obviously a crushing situation, but due to Ling Qianyuan's restraints, a stalemate has formed.

And "people grow old and become fine", after a short time, Yan Lao knew very well why Ling Qianyuan was jealous?

The corners of his lips were hooked, and he stabbed desperately and fell, and even the middle hall was opened, exposing the vital point.

But Ling Qianyuan's jealousy is all in the immortal sword, where to pay attention to these. Staring at the approaching sword, her breathing couldn't help but become rapid, her movements were hasty, and her eyes were slightly floating.

It was also her moment of disgrace that gave Yan Lao a gap to see the needle. But seeing that he turned his sword qi and turned his sharp edge to Ling Qianyuan's lower abdomen.

The terrifying feeling brought by the cold sword qi swept suddenly made Ling Qianyuan come to his senses.

Can...

The sword qi is already imminent!

Xiao Xuanhui jumped up, and Ling Qianyuan returned to the sword to block...

"Uh..."

Finally, there was a soft groan, and blood burst out. The God Devouring Sword did not block the Immortal Sword, but it was blocked by the slender jade hand.

Blood, staining the fair skin.

The killing intent in Ling Qianyuan's eyes burst out instantly, the silver teeth bit lightly, and the palm came out like the wind, and there was a mysterious power surging, sweeping like a wave!

Then, the ice halberd in Xiao Xuanbin's hand danced, the Xuan power was raging, and the flame dragon roared!

The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die!

If you dare to hurt the crystallization between them, you must pay it with your life!

Airplanes!

Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound. Subsequently, sand and gravel pervaded.

Not engraved, the surroundings return to clarity. But I saw the shadow of the beast vacating into the air, under the ice hooves, the space was shattered, and four people and one beast hid into the space...

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