The two sides of the battle were all imposing, Qing Zijin's whole body was wrapped in firelight, and the surface of his armor was extremely hot, burning the sky with the power of burning the sky, burning everything in the universe.

Ling Hu's body was shrouded in cold, resisting the heat wave, in which Ling Yan's meaning condensed a line, like a sharp blade, constantly cutting towards Qing Zijin's body, the ice and snow cold rhyme was close to zero, which could seal everything, as if to make Qing Zijin fall into eternal ice and make it immortal.

The battle between ice and fire was fierce and abnormal, red and white each occupied half of the sky, and slammed into one place, without any tentative intention, some were just naked and brutal collisions, and the monstrous killing intent of both sides.

The snow under the feet of the two of them melted and froze, and the ice melted and melted, and the steaming water vapor was mixed between the two sides, and it was subjected to the impact of high and low temperatures at the same time, producing violent explosions one after another.

In terms of environment, Ling Hu was more favorable, but in terms of strength, it was obvious that Qing Zijin, who was wearing the Brown Star Arcana armor, was stronger.

The sound of metal clashing continued, and Ling Hu, who only wanted to split the opponent in half, continued to attack the connection of the armor with a long knife, while Qing Zijin dodged and blocked quite easily.

Ling Hu knew that the situation was extremely unfavorable to him, so he secretly gathered momentum, wanting to use his strongest sword technique to cut Qing Zijin in two.

The next moment, Ling Hu's sword momentum suddenly changed, and he divided into three afterimages, attacking Qing Zijin from four directions at the same time.

Qing Zijin didn't dodge or dodge, and directly met the one with the most condensed in the afterimage.

Boom!

Qing Zijin punched the head of the condensed remnant, shattering it to pieces. But the feeling was obviously wrong, and Qingzi Jin suddenly knew that something was wrong, and turned around to block the attacks from the other three parties.

And it was also at this moment that Ling Hu's lore arrived.

The three afterimages suddenly condensed into entities and attacked Qing Zijin. At the same time, the real Ling Hu fell from the sky, holding the long knife with both hands, pouring his whole body, heart, and concentration into the knife, at this moment Ling Hu touched the realm that he couldn't feel for a long time, and the level of this knife far exceeded his own strength.

This knife, without accident, hit Qing Zijin's helmet.

Syllable!

Knife, broken.

The mortal weapon in Ling Hu's hand could no longer withstand it at this moment, and it was completely broken by such a violent devastation.

The frightened Qing Zijin found the opportunity to punch Ling Hu, Ling Hu's eyes were cracked at this time, and the corners of his eyes were oozing blood, he tried his best to use the remaining hilts of his hands to resist Qing Zijin's fist.

Boom!

Ling Hu was knocked out and lay on the snow, unable to get up, obviously extremely injured.

Qing Zijin didn't pursue, but looked at Dafang and said, "You should go together, now there is no chance." ”

Dafang blinked, still not wanting to communicate.

"I really want to see if you can still be so indifferent when I rip your head off!" After Qing Zijin finished speaking, he flew towards Dafang.

Just halfway through the flight, a figure suddenly came, and actually hit Qing Zijin's waist and abdomen with a punch.

Bang!

This time it was very heavy, even if it was protected by armor, but the shock of the waist and abdomen made Qing Zijin spit out a mouthful of blood directly.

"I'm going to kill you!! I'll break all your limbs and see if you can move!" ”

Qing Zijin was furious, and without waiting for his body to land, he rushed towards Ling Hu, who had already rushed in front of him, and pounced angrily.

But Ling Hu didn't fight hard with him, he had deceived the other party just now, and after winning a blow, he knew that without a weapon, he couldn't win against Qing Zijin at all.

Flashing Qing Zijin's angry counterattack, Ling Hu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and eyes, and began to wander around the periphery, staring at Qing Zijin with both eyes, not relaxing for a moment.

Ling Hu kept dodging Qing Zijin's attacks, the situation was getting more and more critical, and at this critical juncture, he suddenly thought of another knife, the one that disgusted him.

Thinking of this, Ling Hu's right hand reached into the mountain bead and grabbed the knife leaning against the plum tree.

Then, he clearly saw that Ling Aoxue's knife was directly submerged in the plum tree and was never seen again.

Ling Hu lost his mind instantly, and was swept in the left shoulder by Qing Zijin, and the whole person flew out again, this time the injury was obviously more serious, and his left shoulder was shattered.

Ling Aoxue's knife was put away by Hua Hanmei, obviously she was angry at Ling Hu's disgust with Ling Aoxue's love of knives, and retracted the idea of letting Ling Hu use this knife.

The anger in Ling Hu's eyes gushed out, but the next moment, he was so decisive that he flew up and fled directly towards the periphery.

If you can't beat others, don't be reckless, run directly, how far you can run, how far you can run, in the words of human beings in the human world, that is called leaving the green mountains, not worrying about no firewood. The smiling face of the Demon Prince echoed in front of Ling Hu's eyes, which was the words that the other party had told Ling Hu more than once.

"Hey, you still want to run?" Seeing this, Qing Zijin stomped on the ground with his right foot.

I saw a very large circle of light, completely enveloping the battlefield, directly encircling Dafang, Qing Zijin and Ling Hu within a fixed range.

"This Sky Devouring Soul Devouring Array is specially reserved for him, boy, you should be proud." Qing Zijin smiled at Ling Hu, who couldn't escape.

"You should blame this guy, if it weren't for him talking to me so much, where would I have time to arrange this formation, so ah, don't hate me, hate him if you want to hate." Qing Zijin pointed at Dafang and sneered.

Ling Hu didn't squint, his right hand was propped up on the ground, his body was half-squatting, like a wounded beast, staring at Qing Zijin's figure, he was not disturbed by Qing Zijin's words.

At this time, Dafang looked at Ling Hu and said, "Do you know where you are wrong?" Only when we know our mistakes must we correct them, so that we can make progress. ”

"Next for you! Do you know where you went wrong? That's not what I should be!! ”

Qing Zijin flew towards Dafang again, and this time no one could stop him. Qing Zijin smiled fiercely, looked at the other party's indifferent face, and more and more wanted to be like a man, punching this dead man's face, completely crooked and beaten this hateful face, that was really the happiest thing for him, it was even more pleasant than seeing this planet destroyed!

The excitement in Qing Zijin's eyes became more and more intense, his eyes became more and more hot, and the beast-faced sky-swallowing armor on his body also seemed to feel the will of his master, and burst out into the sky, attacking Dafang.

At this moment, Qing Zijin couldn't see several figures that appeared in the air.

There is Cexi's mother, there is Hu Mantang, there is Bai Qi, there is Yuan Yuan, and even at the highest place where no one has found, Qin Haoran's eyes are also watching here.

Qing Zijin didn't see this, and he didn't know that he must have lost his luck today, maybe he didn't care if he knew, after all, Qing Zijin was even crazier than his brother.

So in Qing Zijin's eyes, there was only a generous face, and Qing Zijin, who was bent on breaking this face, didn't realize that the one that appeared in his ears was a small cyan hand.

Syllable!!!

A slap that resounded through the sky came from Qing Zijin's face, and he was pumped high by that little hand, and then fell heavily.

Qing Zijin, who was completely stunned, also didn't perceive Ling Hu's crying and sad cry.

"Lend me the knife, please"

Qing Zijin lay on his back in the snow, quietly looking at Ling Hu in the air, holding an extremely ordinary knife in his hand, and slashed down at his head.

"Brother, run away" This is Qing Zijin's last thought.

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