The maid bowed her head and said, "But you really haven't eaten." ”

Ying Tanxi's voice suddenly rose, "I said that if I was full, I would be full." ”

The dog food is indeed full.

Ying Tanxi looked at her with bad intentions, "You just said that you want to have a snowball fight, so let's fight now." ”

Her realm is extremely high.

Who can beat her in a snowball fight?

Isn't this overt bullying?

Yin Ziqing asked in a low voice, "What is a snowball fight?" I just learned how to hold a snowball. ”

Ying Tanxi said with a smile, "The snowball fight is to hit me with the snowball you are holding." ”

The maid grimaced.

Yin Ziqing suddenly said happily, "Okay, it's easy to have a snowball fight!"

He was holding a snowball in his hand, and suddenly it was pasted on Ying Tanxi's face.

The maid was stunned.

The air is peaceful.

Ying Tanxi's face was covered with the residue of snowflakes, which was cold and cold, which made her a little doubtful about life.

She hadn't been beaten in a long time.

At least by a mortal, for the first time.

She suddenly remembered what it was like to be beaten.

Ying Tanxi smiled.

She stunned Yin Ziqing with a smile.

He lowered his head in shame, looked at Ying Tanxi and whispered, "I'm sorry...... I thought you could get out of the way. ”

Ying Tanxi smiled and said, "I can indeed dodge, but it depends on whether you can dodge." ”

The wind and snow were suddenly messy.

Then it goes quiet after the mess.

Suddenly there was no more snow in the sky.

An incomparably powerful aura appeared in the small courtyard.

Suddenly a storm broke out in the courtyard.

The face of the person swept by the wind and snow hurts, like flying sand and rocks.

The maid frowned, and said in her heart, even if you have a snowball fight, you have to make such a big move?

......

The storm didn't stop.

The snowflakes in the air seemed to turn into sharp knives at this moment.

Ying Tanxi's face changed suddenly.

She looked at the maid and exclaimed, "This is not me. ”

She said it wasn't her.

So who will be the one who makes this stormy?

How good is this person?

It can affect the direction of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and it seems that it is at least above the yin and yang realm.

Ying Tanxi looked at the wind and snow and was silent, she understood that this person was coming for herself.

She is the number one on the list.

The real strength has reached the half-step realm of life and death.

Then this person who came to provoke her was at least sure that he would retreat in the hands of this half-step life and death realm.

Those snowflakes were falling in a mess.

A beautiful and perfect snowflake gently crossed the white big wall of Yingtan River, and a hole appeared on the big big one instantly.

Ying Tanxi's beautiful eyes are lame.

She waved her hand.

Gently point out your index finger.

The spiritual power in the air twisted, and an invisible barrier appeared between her index fingers, enveloping the three of them.

Sharp snowflakes fell on these barriers, and the surface of the barriers instantly rippled like a lake.

The ripples collided with each other, and every small collision was an incomparably huge explosion.

But the man who launched the offensive clearly did not want to alarm the others.

The spiritual power in the air was distorted by him, so even if he stood outside the long street and looked at it, except for the wind and snow, he couldn't find anything different in this courtyard.

The snowflakes obscured the view.

Ying Tanxi's gaze gradually became solemn.

Her little finger flexed slightly, and then her steps actually took half a step back in the blizzard.

It's only a half-step, but it's already telling.

The person who sneaked up on her actually forced her back from the front.

What kind of strength should that person be?

The atmosphere in the air suddenly became solemn.

The snowflakes in the sky all became extremely violent with the fluctuation of spiritual power.

The ripples above the barrier suddenly intensified, like an incomparably huge rainstorm.

The place where the rainstorm fell was Ying Tanxi's solemn gaze.

She took another step back.

For the first time, she felt the pressure.

This kind of pressure, even in the Nanjun Palace, facing those people on the Dengyun List, joining forces is something she has never experienced.

She took a step back, and it was not a way to retreat like this after all.

The maid was a little nervous, and Yin Ziqing held a sword in front of her.

Ying Tanxi frowned and thought about it, feeling the chill in the air, and then she understood that it was difficult for her to win from the front.

Then she put her hand down.

Snowflakes as sharp as knives fell.

Every snowflake has the sound of whistling through the sky.

It was as if the snowflakes could chop them to pieces in less than a second.

Ying Tanxi stretched out his hand gently, and there was no spiritual power condensing.

A ray of light emerged.

The Changsi Sword, which had been unsheathed, didn't know when it was already in her hand.

An icy aura rose to the sky, carrying Ying Tanxi's anger and resentment.

All the sour water and aggrieved emotions of these two days are in this sword.

The snowflakes that had fallen like blades were suddenly shocked by this sword intent, and there was no longer a formation.

The move that originally looked majestic was that it became faceless at the moment when Ying Tanxi took out his sword.

That sword out.

The snow light reflected the sword light, and at this moment it illuminated the courtyard.

The snowflakes in the sky had already made the courtyard very dark.

But at the moment when the sword slashed out, a bright lightning bolt suddenly appeared in the dim light.

Snowflakes reversed.

Peak loop turn.

All the cold winds seemed to be flying backwards by this sword intent at this time.

Ying Tanxi stared at the air expressionlessly.

The blade-like snowflakes flipped several times in quick succession.

An explosion sounded like thunder above the small courtyard.

Then an incomparably powerful aura emanated.

Snowflakes are falling.

Only this time, it has no lethality.

Ying Tanxi stood in the chaos of snowflakes with her sword in her hand, and no snowflakes could fall on her.

Her gaze was fixed on somewhere in the messy wind and snow, and suddenly she struck out again.

The sword intent was shrouded, and the sword wind carried the snow whistling by.

Suddenly, in the midst of the wind and snow, an incomparably clear path appeared.

Walking in this road is the sword intent of Ying Tanxi.

There was nothing in that snowstorm.

But at this time, a figure was suddenly forced out by her sword intent.

The figure was dressed in white in the wind and snow, almost blending into the same color as the heavens and the earth.

Ying Tanxi's sword has not yet fallen, and the second sword is out again.

The snowflakes and sword intent in the air instantly turned into two cold and hard breaths.

The moment it freezes is like ice.

The moment the sword intent swept by, it seemed that even the snowflakes were frozen.

The white-clothed figure swept back, and the wind and snow condensed again with his waving hand, but it still couldn't stop Ying Tanxi's sword.

He seemed to realize Ying Tanxi's strength, and suddenly stopped retreating.

He waved his hand again, and the breath in the air changed again.

"Want to run?"

Ying Tanxi snorted coldly.

The sword swung again, instantly locking several directions in the air.

Her sword intent is so powerful that even a demon king can be locked by her, let alone this person?

But this man seemed to be very familiar with her tricks.

Almost at the moment when Ying Tanxi made a move, his body was already in the air.

Where those few sword intent were blocked, there was an obvious flaw.

That flaw that even the Demon King couldn't find, he could actually find it?

He shook it in the void.

The wind and snow are suddenly chaotic.

His body had already appeared in that flaw.

Ying Tanxi's face became a little solemn.

If this person can really see this flaw, at least there is no way to keep him.

The atmosphere in the air was tense.

One of the man's feet had already stepped out of Ying Tanxi's sword intent cage and stepped into the wind and snow.

But what he didn't expect was that a sword intent suddenly fell from the top of his head again, blocking the gap in Ying Tanxi's sword intent cage.

The man's face changed suddenly.

Because he clearly felt the killing intent contained in this sword intent.

All the snowflakes were shocked into fine snow chips by that sword intent at this moment.

When the chaos fell, it was like a sudden sprinkling of white sand.

That sword intent has arrived!

To be precise, this is not a sword intent.

Because it's a long river.

The river is long.

A river that has never frozen.

......