Heavy snow blew.

The momentum of the Xiaozhu Immortal Array suspended on the Immortal Mountain was scattered, countless sword weapons were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, and the two main swords that suppressed the sword array were washed away by the snow and flew away, slashing a long arc in the air, and finally inserted into the earth.

Ning Yi hugged the girl tightly with his arms and half-knelt on the ground.

His brows were tightly knit, his expression was painful, and his entire face was covered with a layer of snow.

The King Kong physique on the back was frozen with a layer of ice.

Before the aftermath could dissipate, he had already run a mile away.

At the moment when "Zhu Xian" collided with the Snow Demon Lord, the majestic starlight of the Demon Lord released countless ice chips and snowstorms, and the fierceness of this blow far exceeded the imagination of "Ning Yi...... If it is said that in the face of Peach Blossom, one of the four tribulations, Ning Yi and Pei Fu still have a chance to win.

So now in the face of the Snow Demon Lord, a demon Dao big man who intimidates the four realms, they don't have the slightest chance of winning.

Even if the cultivators of the Three Holy Mountains came, unless they were quasi-powerhouses at the level of the Holy Mountain Lord, the others would ...... couldn't keep Ning Yi either.

Pei Fu's expression was pale, she looked at the person holding her, her face was frosty white, her sideburns were full of ice slag, the girl supported Ning Yi, and the soft starlight was injected into Ning Yi's body, trying to drive away the cold for Ning Yi.

The divine pools in Ning Yi's body were covered with a layer of frost.

His lips were bloodless, and under the pull of the girl, he staggered to his feet, and said hoarsely: "It's okay......"

The disparity in strength is too great.

The Little Xuan Immortal Array, even if there was a fine snow and a childish town formation, could not pose a threat to a great cultivator of the level of the Snow Demon Lord.

A desperate sense of powerlessness appeared in Ning Yi's heart, it was not that he had never encountered a desperate situation, but now, the degree of this killing far exceeded his expectations...... Let a demon lord take action and wipe out cultivators who are less than the ten realms.

"It seems that Han Yue ...... You really hate me......"

Ning Yi smiled and muttered, looking into the distance.

In the snow and mist in the distance, a white figure slowly walked out.

The Snow Demon Lord's pace was not fast, but it was not slow either, the small Xuan Immortal Array above his head, the sword weapons were all frozen, and a bone-chilling chill emanated from him.

Ning Yiha's breath froze into mist.

Pei Fu's shoulder was gently pressed by Ning Yi.

He took a difficult step, staggered forward, and with his left and right hands, pulled out the "fine snow" and "child" stuck in the ground.

The divinity of the sword bearer is still rolling in the blood, even if the skin is cold, but the blood is hot, and even if the blood is cold, this sword bone will be hot.

The Snow Demon Lord looked at the young man who was shrinking closer, his steps shaky but his eyes were resolute.

There was no smile in his eyes.

He saw the reason why Mr. Manna had to kill Ning Yi.

This young man has the toughest quality in the world, even if he is frozen by frost and snow, he will not bow his head, he will not die, he only needs a spring breeze to recover.

Frost kills a thousand times, indomitable.

The distance between the two people is getting closer.

Ning Yi changed from walking to running.

The blood in his body became hotter and hotter, and the divine glow flowed, the closer he got to the Snow Demon Lord, the more dense the snow qi around him became, but Ning Yi's palm burst out with rolling divinity, and these heavy snows were shaken and shattered.

He ran.

Two people in one line.

The Snow Demon Lord turned his head sideways with an expressionless face, and the sword qi of fine snow brushed his cheeks, without bringing out a trace of blood, and then the child's slash fell along his arm, and the slash from top to bottom was like falling into nothingness.

At this moment, the speed of the Snow Demon Lord increased suddenly, he bowed down lightly, and punched Ning Yi's abdomen, causing Ning Yi's pupils to contract, coughing up a large mouthful of blood, and the two of them rushed to Pei Fu not far away.

The girl took a long breath, and the wisps of sword qi swept into her palm, which she held in her palm and rushed forward with the sword.

The Snow Demon Lord's face was pale, and at the moment of lightning, two fingers twisted the girl's sword qi Qingfeng, and directly staggered the two fingers like picking flowers, crushing it.

One looked at the face, and the two figures flew up with a bang.

The snow splattered two pomps of blood.

Ning Yi covered his abdomen, it was cold here.

The Snow Demon Lord punched here, and he lost sensation in his abdomen...... The divinity surged in, trying to dissolve the coldness of the place.

Just in vain.

"Ning Yi...... You're really good, but it's a pity that that's it. ”

Ning Yi raised his head, and a tall and thin shadow stood in front of him.

The huge white robe, the frost grass was blown up by the wind, setting off the shadow of a slowly squatting body.

The Snow Demon Lord smiled and said, "That sword array is very good, and the sword weapons of the town array are also very good...... But your cultivation is a little worse. ”

Ning Yi's mind went blank.

At this moment, the Lionheart King Crystallization in the Divine Pool felt the danger of "cold lips and teeth", transporting majestic divinity and heat, dissolving the ice on Ning Yi's body, and the sword qi of the natal sword heart continued to swim, but it was exhausted.

Under the cover of ice and snow, the divine consciousness of the sword weapon is not provided by divinity and cannot be awakened......

The Snow Demon Lord stood up, grabbed Ning Yi's black robe with one hand, and lifted it to his feet, and the two of them stood facing each other.

Ning Yi, who was pale, was still holding the "fine snow" in one hand.

There had just been a violent collision, and the child was thrown out by him.

With all his might, he slashed out with a sword from the bottom up.

The blade of the sword roared.

The sword qi poked out!

The tip of the Snow Lord's sword pressed against the Snow Demon Lord's jaw, splashing a golden flame before disappearing.

The Snow Demon Lord smiled and gently grasped the blade of the sword with one palm, and the sword body of the fine snow was quickly covered with a layer of frost, which quickly covered Ning Yi's left arm.

Then he picked the fine snow with ease.

The Snow Demon Lord let go of the hand that was carrying Ning Yi's shirt, stepped back slightly, opened a short distance, and then picked up the fine snow and aimed his sword at Ning Yi's abdomen.

He is not a sword cultivator, but he doesn't need to know how to use sword qi, this sword is notoriously sharp, it only needs to be aimed at the moment, and then stab forward...... It can put an end to everything.

"Stab" sound.

The sword edged into the flesh and then into the bone, but encountered a trace of difficult obstacles.

This fine snow did not poke into Ning Yi's flesh and blood after all.

The Snow Demon Lord raised an eyebrow.

Because of the retreat, there was a small distance between him and Ning Yi.

So at this moment, the fine snow aimed at Ning Yi's abdomen pierced a girl's right chest......

Ning Yi looked at the girl in the green shirt who was blocking in front of him and turned her back to her.

Pei Fu held one hand on his chest, his palm was pierced by fine snow, and his five fingers grabbed the blade of the sword, and the blood ticked to the ground.

The girl's green shirt was dyed red and covered with a layer of snow.

Her long hair was scattered, blocking most of her face, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

The Snow Demon Lord looked at this resolute girl, laughed, and exclaimed, "Okay, you block the sword for him...... This sword, I stabbed it off. ”

He slowly pulled out the "fine snow".

Ning Yi watched as the long sword was pulled out of the girl's body little by little, as if he had taken something important from herself.

The Snow Demon Lord's face was calm, and he said, "What about this sword?"

He aimed at the girl's heart, and in the next moment, before he could draw his sword, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the girl in the green shirt seemed to raise her head slightly, revealing a touch of red between her eyebrows.

A flying sword flew through the snow in the distance.

Pei Min's "sword finger killing".

The "child" thrown out by Ning Yi was aimed at the back of the Snow Demon Lord by the girl with a "sword finger killing", and it swept over in an instant.

However, there was a "bell".

The tip of this child's sword was bounced away by an invisible force, and the wind and snow gathered three feet around the Snow Demon Lord's body.

The girl's bright eyes dimmed again.

She watched with some disappointment as the child fell in the air, the sword body was annihilated, and the last trace of connection with herself was cut by the wind and snow.

The Snow Demon Lord maintained his posture before drawing his sword.

He smiled hoarsely.

"It's a bit of a thrill...... It's a pity that you seem to underestimate me......" Speaking of this, he glanced back at the childish man who fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "If you have an innate spirit treasure, you may have a chance just now." ”

The previous two killings were just the last struggle before the desperate fight.

The cultivation of these two people is too much worse.

Fine snow and childishness, although they are extremely sharp swords.

But after all, it's not an innate spirit treasure.

......

......

Snow is falling.

A black spot in the Snow Demon Lord's pupils slowly enlarged, and he looked at Ning Yi and Pei Fu.

These two young men who have only cultivated in the Ten Realms are full...... The pace of growth is too fast, if you give them some more time, the future can be expected.

It's a pity that he won't give this opportunity.

The Snow Demon Lord dusted off his shoulders.

"So be it. ”

The voice of the Great Demon Dao cultivator fell.

No fancy.

He clutched the fine snow and handed out a sword.

The wind and snow are howling –

The swaying young man in the black robe, with his palms pressed on the shoulders of the girl in the green shirt, and everything in his eyes faded from color.

He turned around sharply and threw Pei Fu out, and the whole person was like a ball of wind and thunder, chiseling towards the Snow Demon Lord.

In Ning Yi's eyes, there was only this powerful demon lord dressed in white lily.

The great cultivator of Liuli Mountain in the realm of Xingjun, at this moment, there was a trace of trance, and the black-robed young man sank down, and a sword pierced his shoulder, but he ignored it.

deceived into front of himself.

Ning Yi's eyes were full of scarlet, and he met the Snow Demon Lord's pale pupils.

Inside the sacred pool, the monstrous waves.

An ancient sword that had been quiet for more than a year was always docked by the pool, and half of the sword body was immersed in the pool.

At this moment, tremble slightly.

The sword weapon in the hands of Taiyi Rescue Tianzun was regarded as the treasure of the Xiling Daoist Sect as the "Ancient Sword of Pulling Guilt", and the sword qi recovered little by little.

In terms of status and status, the "sin pulling" enshrined in the Taiqing Pavilion by countless Taoist masters is a well-deserved innate spiritual treasure, and it is the strongest kind of killing treasure weapon.

Countless streamers of light flew out from the Ning Yi Divine Pool.

An ancient sword, born out of thin air, was grabbed and handed down by the black-robed young man.

This sword breaks through the wind and snow.

Aim heavily at the Snow Lord's chest.

Ning Yi said with a hideous face: "Give me death!"