The Snow Witch approached step by step, and Ling Yunxuan pointed her sword at her.

"You're just an ordinary fairy sword in your hand, and you don't have a sword spirit." The Snow Witch asked, "Are you going to kill me with it?" ”

"If you have a sword, you can kill, and if you have a blade, you can see blood." Ling Yunxuan smiled and asked, "Do you want to try it?" ”

"Of course you have to try." The Snow Witch smiled charmingly, "But I'd like to try your other sword." ”

"This sword has been with me for many years, and I have never used a second one." Ling Yunxuan pouted: "There really isn't another one." ”

"Who says no?" The Snow Witch's smile was even more bewitching: "You are a man, you were born with one. The one in your hand is the murder sword, and the other is the creation sword! My sister wants to give it a try, and it's that one! ”

If you are Liu Qingchen, you may not be able to understand what she means immediately.

Ling Yunxuan is a master who is "well-read".

At this moment, he still has a "secret technique in the room" in his arms, and of course he understands what the "sword" said by the snow witch.

"I remembered!" He smiled: "Yes, indeed, and it's sharp!" ”

"It's okay to borrow it from my sister?" The Snow Witch asked with a smile.

"Not good!" Ling Yunxuan shook his head: "That sword is reserved for special people, not all pork can be stabbed twice!" ”

"You dare to say I'm pork?" The Snow Witch raised her eyebrows, her eyes thin with anger.

"Is there a difference?" Ling Yunxuan shrugged: "I'm not familiar with you, what the hell knows what it's like?" Maybe it's not even as good as pork! ”

"Look for death!" The Snow Witch was really angry, and with a flick of her hair, she swept towards him.

Ling Yunxuan turned sideways to dodge, and the fairy sword followed.

A few strands of silver hair fell and fell at his feet.

Liu Qingchen chased after another snow witch, and under the gaze of countless demon cultivators, he walked through the streets and alleys and got into a dead end.

The Snow Witch stops at the end of the alley.

She turned around and smiled seductively: "I don't seem to have a way out." ”

Liu Qingchen stared at him coldly, and his lips moved: "Then you go and die." ”

"That's not going to work." The Snow Witch shook her head: "I have been chased by such a beautiful person as you for a long time, and I don't have a relationship with you, how can I be willing to die?" ”

Holding the intercession, Liu Qingchen walked forward slowly.

Every step he took was heavy.

The interrogation trembled slightly, and he could feel that the sword spirit was trying to tell him something.

Liu Ruyun's soul clinged to intercession and turned into a sword spirit.

Fighting with the black-robed man is the transformation of the sword spirit that helps him kill the enemy in an instant.

It's a pity that the sword spirit is a sword spirit after all, and he can't speak, and he can't convey any information directly to him.

All he could do was to remind him of something through the trembling of the sword.

Not long after receiving the intercession, Liu Qingchen was still unable to achieve a clear understanding of his mind, and he could not clearly grasp the message that the sword spirit was going to tell him.

It's getting closer and closer to the Snow Witch.

He was about to swing his sword to kill, when the silver flickered around him, and countless snowflakes fell.

The wind is strong and the snow is urgent, and the petal snowflakes are shaped like sharp blades!

Liu Qingchen swept away with his sword, and the snow in the sky turned into nothingness!

On the roofs of the surrounding houses, more than a dozen snow-white figures appeared.

They all had silver hair and white dresses, and their bodies were plain white.

Snow Witch?

Liu Qingchen was stunned.

He didn't expect that there would be more than a dozen snow witches, and their appearance and outfit were all exactly the same.

"Isn't that surprising?" The snow witch who was stopped by him stepped forward with a smile: "To avenge my mother, there are so many enemies." ”

"Who is my mother's murderer?" Liu Qingchen's tone was cold.

The Snow Witch Wan'er smiled: "Lie down obediently, let the sisters be happy, and I'll tell you." ”