The cold wind gradually rose, and the ice glass and snow chips fluttered lightly with the wind, waving the light blue long skirt.

"Tick, tick..."

In the wind and waves, a little bit of dazzling crimson floated down, and a large number of residual flowers suddenly bloomed on the blue dress, and with the ups and downs of the skirt, the blood-colored flowers seemed to come to life, and the hearts of countless delicate shadows bloomed behind them.

"I'm here, no one can violate the Flying Flower Palace. ”

The pale blue shadow stood with her sword in her hand, and the ice on the hanging blade of the sword became thicker, cracking the cold earth.

"Huh..."

Disdainful of the cold sound shook the snow chips, and pushed the ice glass horizontally, opening up a piece of clarity.

"His temperament is strong. ”

"The Flying Flower Palace is about to go, why are you so persistent?"

"If you follow the old man, you will be able to crisscross the heavens in the future, and it will not be in vain. ”

The old man's body was rickety, and he stepped on the "palace", his face squinted with a gloomy face, his eyes fell directly on Xilan, and his cloudy eyes revealed a little greed.

"Zheng..."

As soon as his words fell, he heard the sound of the Void Sword angrily, and a dazzling light blue sword suddenly appeared, slashing down.

"Hmph, I don't know what's wrong. ”

Seeing this, the old man's eyes were cold, and then he gently stretched out his big hand, and the clothes around his body rose and fell, so that the void condensed a gray palm, and ruthlessly suppressed it forward.

"Bang!"

The light blue long sword fell awe-inspiringly, slashing straight into the gray palm, and directly attracted the countless eyes behind the light blue Qianying, and a thick joy surged up, but before they could make a small sound, they were stranded.

Shocked to see the sword blade slash a few inches into the palm of his hand, but he stopped alive, just trembling, as if he was stuck, and could not continue to go deeper.

"Shattered!"

With an indifferent hoarse voice, the void suddenly trembled, and the gray big hand shook it fiercely, directly shattering the light blue long sword in his hand, turning into a little ice chip, and going away in the wind.

"Hmm..."

Xi Lan's face changed, her delicate body trembled suddenly, and she took a few steps back with her jade hand on her chest, and she didn't spit out blood, but it made her already pale face even worse, and the breath in her body became a little disordered.

On the other hand, the old man in the air was still calm, with a calm face, a calm look, and he couldn't see the slightest joy or anger.

"In the early days of Wuzong, he was not qualified to fight with the old man. ”

"Whether you are qualified or not, only my sword says it. ”

Xilan's delicate body shook, and she stood up again with the sword in her hand, her white and flawless back straight, just like her martial arts heart, she would rather die than give in.

"What a good girl, the old man likes you more and more. ”

The cloudy eyes of the old man flashed, and the filth on his face became more and more intense, and then he took a slow step, lowered his big hand towards Xilan, and condensed a palm, about to catch it back.

Suddenly, a sad sorrow gathered and gradually condensed into a storm, so that countless dull and dazed eyes surged with the determination to see death as home.

The sword intent roared, and the sword momentum was sonorous.

With the sound of "crunching" of footsteps falling on the ice and snow, countless raised skirts were connected, like an ice wall that could not be crossed, and they came out horizontally, stationed in front of Xilan, and there was no way to break through.

"You, you..."

Seeing this, Xilan's eyes trembled, and the rich coldness filled with his pupils all turned into snow water at this moment and dissipated, replaced by a thick warmth, like spring out of the earth, ice and snow melting.

"Huh, a bunch of little dolls?"

Seeing this, the corners of the Yin Owl Old Man's mouth were disdainful, and his hoarse voice was full of sarcasm: "Could it be that there is no one in the Flying Flower Palace? ”

"Okay, the old man will let you see what kind of power the martial artists in the middle realm of the Martial Sect have. ”

"Bang!"

As soon as the words came out, the long robe on the old man's body swayed awe-inspiringly, and the ice stone carved with the word "palace" under his feet directly shattered and turned into debris, crushed into wind and waves, and dissipated.

The terror and coercion were like the fury of the sea, setting off a monstrous tsunami and crashing down.

The power alone made the women's complexions change suddenly, and they felt like a rootless boat, humbly drifting with the tide and sinking towards the endless abyss.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the void sea of clouds surged, condensing a huge demon tiger, the tiger's eyes were fierce and bloodthirsty, and it couldn't stop roaring the heavens and the earth, and the fierce power on the huge tiger claws was pervasive, falling mercilessly towards the women.

"Shhhhh

"This old thing said words of pity and pity, but he was ruthless, so ruthless. ”

Seeing this, many martial artists of the Nine Peaks Sect behind him couldn't help but gasp, and the corners of their mouths twitched and sneered, but it was not that they were dissatisfied with the behavior of the old man, but that they were a little pity for these women who were about to be hated.

These disciples of the Flying Flower Palace, one by one, practice the ice system exercises, the ice is clear and jade, the skin is like condensed fat, all of them are first-class beauties, it is really a pity to die like this.

But whoever makes them not as strong as the old man can only complain secretly.

Thinking about it, the sea of clouds in the air trembled, and the tiger claws were sharp and cold, tearing open the air, accompanied by a sharp hiss, which pressed directly into the sky above the women, and fell ruthlessly.

In an instant, the ground paved with ice crystals cracked awe-inspiringly, like an earthquake, and with the cracks that cracked like spider webs, it quickly spread to the surrounding areas, setting off a large ice tide.

The tide surging from the debris of ice glass engulfed the tiger's claws, and even more engulfed the women. Second Chinese Network

"Huh?"

When the martial artists of the Nine Peaks Sect lamented pity in their hearts, the disdainful expression of the old man in the sky above was constricted, but a touch of solemnity poured out, and his cloudy eyes gradually became clear.

Countless eyes converged, watching the ice glass gradually disperse, and at the moment when the snow flakes dispersed with the wind, a haunting innocent figure loomed in front of it, and the skirt was undulating.

"Old ghost with bones, if you want to go wild in the Flying Flower Palace, you are still a lot behind. ”

The light green long skirt that appeared at first glance, like a crisp tender bamboo, was tough and resolute, piercing the endless ice and snow wind and waves, blocking all kinds of undercurrent frenzy, and supporting a bright future.

"It's... Elder Zhu Mu Ning !!"

After the snow waves, the women who formed a wall of ice shouted loudly, which made the rich sadness that had been filled before disperse a lot, and the clear eyes surged with a strong hope.

"Zhu Mu Ning?"

The old ghost's gaze froze, the disdain on his face completely dissipated, and the demon tiger roaring the world also crossed to his side, and the tiger's eyes fell fiercely on the pale green figure.

"Heh, if I were alone, I would naturally not be qualified to argue with the Flying Flower Palace, but now..."

"Bang..."

The void gradually sank, and with the crisp sound of two ice stones exploding from behind him, two figures came across the sky, standing around the old ghost.

Hu Xingmo rubbed the stubble on his chin, looking at Zhu Muning with a smile, the filth on his face became more and more intense, for him, the beauty is far more flavorful than the young girl, and it is even more sinking.

It's just that unlike Hu Xing and the old ghost, in the end, the white-robed warrior stepped forward, closed his eyes directly, sat cross-legged in the air, and didn't say a word, as if nothing had anything to do with him.

But the murderous intent and anger surging around him are declaring his intentions.

In the early stage of one Martial Sect and the middle stage of two Martial Sects, they are really extraordinary, like three mountains lying across the sky, sinking in the hearts of everyone.

Seeing this, Zhu Muning's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart was a little heavy.

"Tapp..."

As the fragrance approached, Xilan held a long sword in her hand, walked slowly, ignoring the injuries on her body, and stood firmly by Zhu Muning's side, looking at each other without fear.

"Huh, two?"

Hu Xing tilted his head, and rough words came out of his mouth: "Feihua Palace seems to look down on us a little?

"Zheng..."

Suddenly, a sword roared softly, and it swept from the depths of the Flying Flower Palace, and went straight to Hu Xing's merciless assassination.

"Hey, you actually cut me? ”

Hu Xing said, his feet stepped out suddenly, his big hand suddenly clenched, and the entire giant fist was covered with a layer of gray, and the solid and majestic force roared, slamming into the Void Long Sword.

"Click..."

The moment the two collided, Hu Xing's eyes shrank suddenly.

I saw that cracks appeared on the gray and white giant fist, and there was a cold chill surging mercilessly, which made his heart feel cold.

"Crush Lao Tzu!"

Hu Xing's face was ugly, and the spiritual power in his body boiled, and a majestic strong surge out, causing the gray and white on the giant fist to converge again and climb towards it.

"Boom!"

At this time, an indifferent soft voice resounded through the world, making Hu Xing's face shocked.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, the long sword that was struggling with Hu Xing's giant fist suddenly flashed, and then exploded, setting off a terrible frenzy and completely engulfing it.

"In the early days of a martial arts sect, he dared to speak out. ”

As soon as he said that, the cold power descended again, causing the large flakes of snow that had risen in the void to gather and condense, turning into large pieces of ice and smashing heavily on the ground.

"Bang!"

There was a cracking sound, and an embarrassed figure dripping blood flew out of the snow chips in the air, it was Hu Xing.

His clothes are tattered, frozen ice glass, his face is pale and ugly, he gritted his teeth, and he looks like he wants to eat people.

It's just that he was so embarrassed that Hu Xing didn't let out a word of cruelty, but flashed his eyes and looked at the air not far away, where several shadows came from the snow.

"Meet the palace master. ”

"Meet Elder Taishang. ”

In the Flying Flower Palace, thousands of warblers and swallows shouted in unison, with irrepressible joy and excitement in them, in their opinion, as long as Elder Taishang made a move, he would be safe and sound.

After all, no matter how strong the Nine Peaks Sect is now, it is just a group of rabble.

Subconsciously, their impression of the Nine Peaks Sect was only at the level of the affiliated sects.

"You're very good. ”

Yuan Yao lowered her eyes and looked down, and her graceful and majestic face also showed a look of satisfaction, the firm and fearless appearance of the women just now really surprised her.

"Since you're here, don't you dare to see people?"

As he spoke, Yuan Yao raised his gaze, directly crossed Hu Xing and the others, and looked at the rear.

"Yong Mihe. ”