Helian Tianxiao did not wait for the news of the Silver Frost Tribe's attack on the enemy's flank.

He knew he couldn't wait any longer.

Nine times out of ten, the Silver Frost Department has encountered a problem, and he doesn't know what the problem is, and it doesn't matter at this time. He had to attack right away, and he couldn't go on like this.

Helian Tianxiao was about to give the order to charge, when a dull sword roar suddenly sounded from the roundabout direction of the Silver Frost Department.

His mind fluttered, and the blood and spiritual power in his body almost went out of control.

Helian Tianxiao looked up sharply towards the valley.

A huge transparent bronze bell was clasped upside down in the valley, and the churning mist inside stirred endlessly. The low and trembling sound of the sword came from the huge and transparent bell.

The soldiers around him all changed color, and the powerful supernatural powerhouses only felt a tightness in their chests, while the ordinary soldiers were pale and bored and wanted to vomit.

Helian Tianxiao's heart sank, he knew that the Silver Frost Department was in big trouble!

He left the Silver Frost Department behind, his expression returned to normal, his eyes were cold, and he ordered in a deep voice: "All teams prepare to charge!"

The battle is not until the last moment, who knows the winner or loser?

The low, trembling sound of the sword also alarmed the Tower Artillery Alliance.

Everyone looked towards the valley in disbelief, wasn't that place Ai Hui's Sword Array Valley?

The fat on the fat man's face trembled, the contracted mung bean eyes opened suddenly, his cheeks trembled like a wave of blooming, full of ecstasy, he laughed wildly: "Hahaha, the sword rings the bell! This is Ah Hui's sword bell! Ah Hui is awake! Ah Hui is awake!"

When the battle situation is so stalemate, any reinforcement of any force can make the soldiers ecstatic.

The morale of the Tower Artillery Alliance has been boosted!

The fat man pulled his throat and roared: "Lift your spirits! Don't let the fat man give the surname Ai a look, who wants to drop the chain at this time, the fat man kicks his ass!"

Light laughter rang out from the front, and the solemn and tense atmosphere relaxed a little.

The fat master is afraid of Ai Hui like a tiger, and everyone knows it.

"Fat man, be careful of your ass!"

"Hey, why ass? I seem to have thought of something......"

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and the fat man was not angry. He glanced at the valley, and no one noticed a trace of worry hidden in the depths of his mung bean eyes. Of course, he recognized it as the sword bell, but it was different from the previous sword bell, its power was far beyond Ai Hui's strength. If he didn't step into the grandmaster, he would fight to the death, and he didn't see Ai Hui's figure.

In the fat man's mind, Ai Hui is omnipotent, even so, in the fat man's opinion, the possibility of Ai Hui being promoted to grandmaster is still very small.

Do you fight to the death?

The fat man's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the movement on the opposite side, the fat man's eyes flashed with a glint of light, and his fleshy face looked serious at the moment, and he shouted in a low voice: "The other side is going to be desperate, and the tower guns are ready!"

The red light behind him lit up, and there was no need to look back, and the fat man also knew that it was Zu Yan's earth fire cobweb.

The heavy hive cannon was grabbed by the fat man with one hand and rested lightly on his shoulder.

His gaze was steady, his body was unmoving, all distractions were dismissed, and all that was in his eyes was the battle that was coming.

He's no longer the fat guy who jumps on impulse and doesn't care about everything.

Because there is more than just a tower gun on your shoulders, there are more responsibilities.

Squint and watch as the enemy begins to charge.

The red light behind him suddenly lit up, and without the slightest hesitation, the hive cannon on his shoulder let out a roar.

The blazing red flames of the hive cannon illuminated the night sky, illuminated the fat man's solemn and focused face, and illuminated the fat man's copper-cast iron figure.

In the deep darkness of the night, Duanmu stood in the wind at dusk, and he looked in disbelief at the huge sword bell on the valley.

This breath is too familiar to him, Ai Hui!

But...... How can it be so strong?

The turbulent and violent Yuan Force fluctuations were firmly suppressed within the sword bell. Duanmu dusk can even see invisible ripples constantly stirring inside the bell jar. He could think with his toes that the silver frost inside the bell jar was uncomfortable.

The Silver Frost Department looked back in his eyes, he knew that there was a hidden murder intention, but there was no good way.

Their forces were overstretched, and the frontal Divine Wolf Troops alone required them to put in all their strength to barely resist.

I didn't expect ......

He still can't understand it.

With such terrifying power, what kind of strength is required? Could it be that Ai Hui has already been promoted to Grandmaster?

Poor Duanmu Dusk, just out of the customs, feels that his world has been completely turned upside down, and his previous perception of the world has been washed away. Originally, he closed up, simplified the complex, comprehended the [Blue and White Entwined Branches], and became the first person in the history of the Duanmu family, he was quite proud.

However......

[Listening to the wind and having a letter] made him restrain a lot, but fortunately, he had heard that this was a rumored big killer, and he could correct his mentality. But then, the fat man's lazy thing has become a master? How can that strange thing like a crutch be so lethal? Earthfire cobwebs can command a salvo of beehive artillery?

Now he saw that it was almost comparable to the sword bell of the grandmaster's shot!

What the fuck!

Rao is the style of the Duanmu Dusk family, and he couldn't help but curse.

Well, I haven't seen the grandmaster make a move, Duanmu Dusk is so self-comforting.

Thinking of Ai Hui being so violent, Duanmu Dusk subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and when he realized it, he suddenly felt like he had swallowed a fly. How could he be overjoyed that this guy had become stronger? How could it be? How could the genius of the Duanmu family be compared to this bastard?

Duanmu's eyes flashed with an extremely dangerous light, staring at the divine wolf that began to charge below, and the killing machine surged.

An imperceptible cold snort sounded from his nose.

The blue and white flowers on his hands lit up.

Ai Hui, who was wrapped in the sword fetus, was immersed in a strange state at this time.

He has used many powerful things, the most powerful is none other than the Demon God Armor, that kind of absolute calmness and control, extremely powerful. But the sword fetus is different from everything else, it is like a part of its own body.

The sword fetus was indeed a part of his body.

Originating from the ancient classics of sword cultivation, it is believed that both physical and spiritual power will have limits, but people's spirit and spirit have unlimited potential. Constantly growing the spirit and spirit, it is the sword fetus that is born.

The so-called essence and spirit, in the era of cultivation, was called Shennian.

The previous sword fetus was mutilated, but after absorbing the power of divine blood, it was reborn and finally became a real sword fetus.

Ai Hui didn't know that if the sword cultivator who created the [Sword Fetus] could see his current sword fetus, he would definitely be surprised. The era of cultivation is the era of spiritual power, and the existence of the demon god is also very obscure and few people know about it.

The demon god is worshiped by the tribe and the wild people from generation to generation, and it brings together the divine thoughts and wishes of countless people. In the era of cultivation, the most famous person for cultivating the wish power was probably Zongru, who was born in meditation but abandoned the Buddha's death wish.

The blood of the demon god contains extremely pure divine thoughts and wishes.

The power of wishes is more complex than the spirit and spirit, and it involves too many karma and karma.

The sword fetus devours the divine part of the power of the god's blood, and the power of the wish is discharged, which is why flesh and blood are needed as a medium. Wishing power is born with flesh and blood, and they can merge with each other, seep into the body of the sword, and temper into a lightsaber. But the path of the demon god is completely different from that of sword cultivation, the sword fetus cultivated by sword cultivation is known for its purity, and Ai Hui's sword fetus is not so pure, but it is a little more wild.

If the sword fetus of ancient sword cultivation was a cold killing machine, then Ai Hui's sword fetus was a violent and rebellious beast.

Ai Hui felt the "fierceness" of his sword fetus.

His senses were unusually acute, though the sword fetus obeyed him as if it were a part of his body. But Ai Hui vaguely realized that if he exceeded a certain range, the sword fetus was very likely to get out of control. The sword fetus that has absorbed the power of divine blood is even stronger than he imagined.

He didn't dare to be careless, and the current situation could not tolerate him.

The effect of the sword bell greatly exceeded his expectations.

The sword fetus was born of his divine thoughts, and then grew itself, but it was still grown on the basis of Ai Hui's understanding of swordsmanship. Therefore, the sword move created by Ai Hui is still the most dazzling part of the sword fetus.

The sword bell that has been perfected by the sword tire tends to be more perfect, not only the form is more casual, but the power is more than several times stronger.

Ai Hui, who succeeded in one move, did not hesitate at all, and took advantage of his illness to kill him, which has always been his purpose. In previous battles, the sound of swords and bells disrupted the enemy, and killing moves followed.

The sword bell affected not only Song Xiaoxiao and the others on the ground, but also the five supernatural powerhouses in the sky who burned frost and fire.

The frost and fire suddenly stagnated, and the freezing power decreased sharply.

Ai Hui saw the opportunity, and suddenly several lightsabers broke free from the frost and fire.

The reason why the sword bell is so powerful is because of the incredible number of long swords and the increase in sword formations, as well as the advantage of the terrain of the valley. However, the sword formations used were all ordinary long swords, and most of them had been damaged. With an ordinary long sword, it is completely not enough to deal with the Silver Frost Department.

The lightsaber contains the power of the will in the blood of the gods, which is powerful, and it is also the nemesis of blood and spiritual power.

Ai Hui's expression was focused, although there were countless sword intents in the sword fetus, he was most familiar with his own moves. Although it has been perfected and optimized by the sword tire, it is still handy when it is used.

His target was to choose one of the powerhouses.

The frost fire was very powerful, and Ai Hui took advantage of the sword bell to shake the opponent's frost fire, but he only snatched back seven lightsabers.

Once a supernatural powerhouse has a will to die, the power of the explosion is extremely amazing.

Seven lightsabers, that's enough.

I saw that the seven lightsabers did not fly far away after breaking free from the frost fire, but exposed their bodies dozens of feet away from a ball of frost fire.

Seven lightsabers, staggered in the air, like light spoons, anyone with a little common sense can recognize them at a glance, Beidou!

Once Ai Hui used the sword move to multiply the power of the [Beidou]!

The seven lightsabers that presented the Beidou arrangement turned into seven wisps of smoke and disappeared.

It's [Smoke Flash]!

The next moment, a few zhang away, seven faint and glowing points of light shot towards the target Frost Fire, and they flew closer and closer, finally merging in the air.

A point of light, brighter and brighter than the brightest star of the night, with a chilling murderous intrigue, sank into the frost fire, and flew out from the other side of the frost fire.

Burst.

The sound was extremely slight, inaudible in the valley where the sound of the sword was still lingering, but in the hearts of the Silver Frost soldiers, it was nothing less than thunder.

Frost and fire stagnate.