The group of people in front of them not only seem to have unfathomable strength, but they are full of mystery in their gestures, and their style is often unexpected, and they never play cards according to each other.

The moment Nalan Feiyue was slightly distracted, there were ups and downs, and the thrilling strong and powerful killing was over.

Yun Wuying's figure reappeared intact under the clear moonlight, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed.

Look at the man in Tsing Yi again, holding a half-cut coiled dragon stick in his hand, and his body is also intact, but there is a strand of hair missing from the sideburns on his head, and the hair is gently picked by the wind and sprinkled on the ground.

Looking at the hair that was falling slowly, the man in Tsing Yi reached out and touched his sideburns, which seemed to be filled with the remaining sword intent of the other party. He clearly knew that if it weren't for the point-and-point competition, he would only be afraid of a headless corpse at the moment. At that time, the situation was not that he was unable to dodge and was hit, but he didn't know how this sword appeared, and he only shaved off a strand of sideburns, and his skin was not damaged, and the difficulty in the process was very difficult to imagine.

"I lost! Thank you for the mercy of the girl's men!" The man in Tsing Yi smiled bitterly, looked at the broken stick in his hand, and said sadly: "What grade is your sword?" "I don't know! However, this is not the most important thing, your stick weapon continues, and it will still be this result. Yun Wuying said bluntly, and drifted away with a turn.

"Why did you lose? How can I not see any mystery, both sides are intact, how is the victory and defeat divided?" Nalan Liuyun muttered with a confused face.

"Hmph! You only know how to linger in the Merry Mansions all day long, how can you understand a battle at this level!" Nalan Feiyue snorted coldly disdainfully, losing the first battle, and the next battle is very crucial, and it is a matter of victory or defeat in the overall situation.

Lu Suifeng was indifferent, and even assigned the weakest Bai Ning Frost to fight, in order to test her cultivation progress during this period, and he didn't care about the outcome of the victory.

The goddess of ice and snow in Extinction City, most of the people in Tsing Yi recognize it. Especially Nalan Liuyun looked at the white condensation frost in a skirt like snow, and appeared in the city without a trace of human fireworks, and couldn't help but swallow it, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

Nalan Feiyue naturally recognized Bai Ningshuang's identity, and he was also a good figure among the younger generation, with a mid-level cultivation in the Xuanying Realm. However, how could she bear this kind of battle between breaking the void? It was clear that there was a result of losing or winning, and the opponent's cards were simply misty, and she couldn't understand them at all. However, it is very beneficial to your own side, and you can rank the strongest combat power in the last battle.

The white frost skirt is like snow, the temperament is cold, and it looks particularly cold and holy under the watery moonlight.

The other party temporarily changed into a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi in his early thirties, and his eyes were gray and blue, revealing a light blue beam of light projected on Bai Ningshuang's body; "The Demon Eye of Heaven can see through the weaknesses of things at a glance, and there is nothing to hide, and it seems that there is no hidden secret in front of you. Bai Ningshuang exhaled like an orchid, her voice was clear and soft, and she even smiled leisurely.

Is this still the arrogant and cold "Ruthless Sword Dao" Bai Frost that can never be melted away like 10,000 years of ice? Or is it the White Frost that is full of terrifying ice breath all over her body, as if it can freeze all things in heaven and earth and extinguish all living vitality? There is still a little frightening ruthless cold in her body.

The Demon Eye of Heaven suddenly felt that his mind was wandering, and he suspected that it was an illusion, and the Demon Eye of Heaven that he was proud of was something that could not be penetrated? Only then did he realize that the things of the world could not be penetrated by human beings, and the Demon Eye of Heaven could not be seen.

Surprised, Mo Wuyan moved, without a bit of everyone's demeanor, the two fingers of his right hand rose together, and a ghostly light appeared on his fingertips, flying into the air towards the white condensation frost ten meters away.

Nalan Feiyue couldn't help frowning, and the people in Tsing Yi shook their heads speechlessly, all ashamed.

Mo Buyan but no such awareness, in his dictionary there is no "sneak attack" said, some soldiers are not tired of cheating, surprise can win, virtual reality is their own style, if you can't adapt, then you can only say "apologize".

"Phantom Finger!" Bai Ningshuang raised her eyebrows slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, she had read it in a secret book of martial arts;

Sure enough, when a ghostly light was close to the white condensation frost five feet, the finger suddenly disappeared, and when it appeared again, it was shocked to the front of him, and the ghostly light flashed, full of murderous aura.

Poof! Bai Ningshuang seemed to have predicted, the long sword choked out of its sheath, and a flash of sword light slashed out, cutting through the ghostly light of the finger in a flash, as if it had been waiting there for the appearance of the finger.

How could the other party completely see through the mystical changes of this phantom finger? Mo Buyan didn't have time to think about it at this time, and he didn't expect to defeat the opponent with one finger, because the real change of the phantom finger was in the back, and when the opponent dodged or dissolved the previous finger, the follow-up phantom five absolute fingers would be ready to take advantage of the situation.

In an instant, the five fingers of his left hand bounced and flicked, and five rays of light were like arrows, spraying out from his fingertips, striking at the five vital sections on Bai Ningshuang's chest.

Ding Ding Ding!

The white frost jade wrist swirled lightly, and a string of sword flowers danced rapidly; the jade girl pierced the edges! There was no need to draw out five swords in a row, one sword was like a edge, and in an instant, five attacks were like arrows.

Bai Ningshuang's figure flashed, and she swept towards Mo Buyan quickly, and on the way, a sword light like snow had flown out.

Withdraw!

This sword came too fast, too suddenly, there was no choice but to retreat, and people also lost no time in receiving, and they also lost no time in popping out a finger of ghostly light, and hit the sword light that rushed from the air.

Wave!Finger sword light collided in the air, exploding with a slight explosion, and at the same time hindering the momentum of Bai Ningshuang's counterattack.

Phantom Track!

Mo Buyan's figure suddenly turned into a black airflow under the moonlight and dissipated, and the next moment, he instantly appeared behind Bai Ningshuang, and was about to send out a strange phantom finger, but he didn't know that what was waiting for him was a brilliant sword light.

With a pop, a long hole was torn open in the cuffs of Tsing Yi, and it flew away in shock, no one had ever been able to attack himself so easily in front of his "Phantom Trace", as if he was in control of the overall situation. He really didn't believe that the opponent could accurately predict his next attack line.

The whole person turned into black again, and the air flow surrounded the white condensation, and at a glance, only vague black lines could be found, and it was difficult to distinguish the figure at all.

Bai Ningshuang took three steps diagonally, his body suddenly swirled, and the long sword in his hand drew an arc of brilliance, and a blood-red splash flashed in the brilliance.

Mo Buyan had a bloody mark on his arm, gritted his teeth, and didn't scream out in pain. The Phantom Shadow Trace Method was used to the limit, and the white condensation frost was surrounded by layers, all of which were black air currents swirling, virtual and real, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Bai Ningshuang seemed to suddenly fall into a black whirlpool, his eyes were like blindness, and his mind suddenly felt a flicker, for a while, but when he saw the dark light in the sky like an arrow, there was no way to avoid it, as if he was imprisoned in a cage and slaughtered at will, only then did he realize how big the gap between himself and the other party was. Between breaths, I felt that dozens of ghostly rays shot into my body, and if I changed places, I was afraid that I would become a corpse with thousands of holes and sores, and my death would be too ugly.

"Stop! She's lost!" Lu Suifeng said lightly, listening to Mo Buyan's ears, but there was a thunderbolt hitting the top, his brain was violently shocked, and his figure suddenly appeared, his heart trembled, and he looked at Lu Suifeng with a shocked face;

"Thank you for your mercy!" Lu Suifeng thanked Bai Ningshuang from the bottom of his heart, "Ningshuang, step aside! Bai Ningshuang nodded with teary eyes and retreated stupidly.

"There is quite a big gap between them, you couldn't have sent her up, why is that?" Nalan Feiyue was by no means a dull lord, on the contrary, he was very shrewd, and quickly realized what the problem was.

"Hehe! It's rare to have such an occasion, there is a chance for her to sharpen herself, it is beneficial and harmless, the young city lord won't mind, right?" Lu Suifeng smiled faintly.

Nalan Feiyue was stunned when she heard this, and she didn't understand the true meaning of her words for a while, so she could only smile vaguely and said: "That's it! "Both sides are one win and one loss, and they are back on the same starting point. Only the last battle remains, and there is no room for maneuver between the two sides, which can be described as a decisive battle.

"Young City Lord, do you think you have a chance of winning the next battle?" Lu Suifeng asked with a calm smile.

"This is really unpredictable, it should be at least fifty percent!" Nalan Feiyue said as conservatively and cautiously as possible.

"Hehe! In my opinion, at least eighty percent above!" Lu Suifeng sighed leisurely.

Nalan Feiyue froze again, this look appeared many times tonight, "You have so little faith in your people?" "That's not it! Lu Suifeng said something that the other party couldn't understand.

Nalan Feiyue felt that the more she listened, the more confused she became, and there seemed to be something unfinished in her words, "Lu Gongzi's words sounded a little like falling clouds, as if he was saying the opposite. "The young city lord is really smart, that's exactly what I mean. Lu Suifeng smiled playfully.

When Nalan Feiyue heard this, her eyelids couldn't help twitching, and she said in surprise: "According to Gongzi, it seems that our side doesn't even have a twenty-percent chance of winning, while yours has a chance of winning more than eighty-percent." Is this possible?" Nalan Feiyue shook his head in disbelief, the person who was about to fight on his own side was infinitely close to the strength of the middle stage of the Void Breaking Realm, and in his mind, there was almost no possibility of losing.