Oh.. The scorpion roared, and the icy sword aura arrived as scheduled. Slash down. The huge scorpion didn't resist for an instant, and it was slashed into gas by the sword qi and dissipated. The moment the scorpion dissipated, the cursed witch felt pain in his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The scorpion is transformed by its own essence and is connected to its own mind, and once it is destroyed, it is natural that the curse witch will also suffer internal injuries. The sword qi dispersed the scorpion without pausing, and slashed directly at the curse witch shield.

The cursed witch could no longer care about the internal injuries, and used all his strength to condense the magic power of his body to make the shield more stable. However, everything he did was in vain, the sword qi fell, and everything that blocked the sword qi was as fragile as paper.

Seeing this, the curse witch's heart tightened, and he saw countless sword qi rushing towards him, and the witch and poison wizard not far away saw countless sword qi strangling the curse witch in an instant. The cold air was pervasive, with white frost. A breeze blows. Originally, from the place where the witch was, there was a blank space, and there was still the shadow of a person.

"Cursed Witch" The poisonous witch shouted, quickly stepped forward, searched around, and only found a black ancient ring, which was something that the cursed witch never left in his hand, but an ancient artifact that increased the power of his witchcraft. Today, however.

Li Wu rushed over, and said with a shocked face: Who is it, who actually vaporized the old curse with one blow.

Liwu is right, vaporization. Although it sounds incredible, there are also rumors in the rivers and lakes that thousands of years ago, when Miao witchcraft was prevalent, the Miao people almost dominated the continent by relying on witchcraft, and later invaded the Central Plains, and met a master in the deep mountains. This person only used the power of one person to kill all the great witches of the Miao tribe, and one of the moves turned out to be the power of extreme cold, freezing and vaporizing the enemy, and not even the slightest flesh and blood would be left.

How can there be such a master in the world, who is it? The witch looked at the Holy Son, and saw that there seemed to be a figure shaking beside the Holy Son. The poisonous witch was furious, stomped to the ground, and shot away at the white shadow.

But I heard a woman's voice in the air. "Death within five meters"

The poison witch was stunned when he heard this, as if he remembered something. The white figure in the territory of Jushu loomed in his mind. The poisonous witch smiled bitterly, it seems that he really has a shadow, Ao Tianxue is thousands of miles away, this is the Miao people. Thinking of this, he ignored the other party's words and continued to shoot away.

"Hmph" only heard a cold snort in front of him, and under the dazzling light, a white shadow pierced the sky, and it also burst out. In an instant, the white clothes and black sword were like fairies.

The poisonous witch finally saw the woman's appearance clearly at this time, and was shocked in his heart, and roared: Aotianxue, how is it possible.

Before the words fell, he turned around and ran.

Seeing that the poisonous witch did not advance but retreated, he stepped into the air, came to the side of the poisonous witch, and was about to say something, but was frightened by the appearance of the woman in white behind him, and actually separated from the poisonous witch and fled to the two sides.

"You..." Seeing that Liwu wanted to use himself to lure away Ao Tianxue, the poisonous witch was angry, how could Ao Tianxue be behind him, he didn't care about anything else, his speed increased a few points, and he turned into black mist and fled quickly. When passing through the battlefield below, don't forget to shout: Don't laugh and retreat.

Mo Xiao, who was killing with a bone corpse, was stunned when he heard this, and was about to ask, but he saw that the sword qi in the air was pervasive, overwhelming, and the sword qi was like a torrential rain, encroaching down. The woman in white slowly fell from the sky, and the sky filled with her voice.

"No grass grows in three seconds"

Mo Xiao heard this, this voice was very familiar, and suddenly remembered something, and yelled at King Li: Lao Li has withdrawn. After speaking, he took out a bagpipe, and when he blew it, the sound was crisp, and the bones and corpses who heard the sound stopped one after another and went crazy outside the village.

Mo Xiao stepped on the shoulder of a bone corpse and left in a hurry.

At the same time, the two Miao soldiers who cursed the witch and left the witch also quickly withdrew, and in this way, the menacing enemy came and went quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Leaving behind a copycat warrior with a blank face, it was like a dream.