Outside the Cold City.

A giant beast tens of thousands of feet in size, covering the sky and the sun, and its whole body glowing with ice blue fire.

At this moment, there was a roar, and this wave of qi instantly crushed the walls of the cold city into powder and dissipated.

In front of this huge demon beast, a woman, blue and purple robes, flying.

A sword in his hand, the sword pointed at this huge demon beast, and from this woman's body, there was a cultivation aura of three mysteries and seven paths.

"Evil beast, today this seat has taken your elixir. ”

The woman snorted coldly, and the sword in her hand instantly transformed in front of her and turned into tens of thousands of handles.

"Edict!"

The woman pinched the trick in her hand, and in an instant, all the swords were pressed down towards the ice blue beast.

And at the edge of the gate of the Cold City, Yan Feng looked at this scene, which was quite novel.

This woman is from the Edgeworth faction.

Swordsmen are generally divided into two types, one is to make a sword, and the other is to make a sword.

He who makes the sword, the sword does not leave his hand.

Edgeworth, on the other hand, is a sword on the outside, and it is generally a flying sword.

However, for a true sword cultivator, the Edgeworth faction is not a real sword cultivator.

It's just a matter of using the sharpness of the sword to enhance the power of the spell.

Boom Boom!

Countless flying swords fell, and the entire ground trembled.

Beyond the cold city, there are icebergs and ice seas, under this sword shock, the icebergs crumbled, the sea surface collapsed, and the icy sea water instantly came to the cold city like a fierce beast.

It only takes a moment to engulf the cold city!

"This woman...!"

Yan Feng's face changed, this woman didn't care about the lives of these 100,000 cold city mortals at all!

This woman doesn't care, Yan Feng can't sit idly by!

The icy sea water, with the sound of rushing and whistling, pressed down towards the cold city, and 100,000 people in the cold city could see the coming of this sea water.

One by one... Caught in the fear of a desperate situation.

To them, they are nothing more than mortals, mortals... Before this kind of power, there are ants, and there is no resistance at all.

At this moment, some cultivators have appeared one after another.

However, these people, their cultivation is just the likes of Yuan Ying, and they can't stop this kind of tide at all.

And at this moment, there was a figure that fell into everyone's eyes.

It was a man dressed in white.

Severe wind!

Yan Feng's figure appeared in mid-air, looking at the huge waves that were thousands of feet high, and a cyan flame flashed in his eyes.

In an instant, the cyan flames surged away like a sea of fire.

These cyan flames collided with the tide of the sea of ice in an instant, and the karmic fire... Annihilate this sea of ice in an instant!

Crowds, when they see this tide of ice dispersed.

The sound of cheers shook the heavens and the earth, and the mortals of the 100,000 cold cities were all the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and most of them were kneeling on the ground, and they couldn't stop kowtowing to Yan Feng.

In the midst of the crowd.

Danhai, Bai Qiu, Xiao Nannan, and the old man of the sword spirit have already returned to the Heavenly Crying Desolate Sword in Yan Feng's body.

"This son... That's really good. ”

Danhai saw Yan Feng with appreciation in his eyes.

The monks and mortals in the world are ant-like existences to them, and these 100,000 ants are dead when they die, but they are just existences that will be derived again in the blink of an eye.

And Yan Feng, in Danhai's view, is completely different, he treats these mortals as real people.

In the vast world, this kind of cultivation is extremely rare.

Each one of them is worthy of respect.

"Sister, what is Brother Yan Feng doing?"

Xiao Nannan pointed to the Yan Feng above the sky, looked at Bai Qiu and asked.

Bai Qiu took Xiao Nannan's hand with a smile on his face: "Brother Yan Feng is doing good deeds and saving people, Xiao Nan is good, we are waiting for Brother Yan Feng here." ”

"Hmm~ Little Nan Nan won't run around. ”

Skyrim.

"Boy, I don't see it, I'm quite compassionate. ”

The voice of the old man of the sword spirit sounded in Yan Feng's heart, and he had already returned to the Heavenly Weeping Desolate Sword.

"Lao Tzu has always been very loving. ”

Yan Feng smiled faintly, and glanced at the place outside the city, the broken sea of ice, sooner or later, there will be waves of tide coming, and it is impossible for him to keep the water here all the time.

"This woman... What the hell do you want to do? ”

Yan Feng looked at the woman holding the sword, under the countless flying swords before, the ice blue beast... At this moment, it was as if he was dead.

Floating on the broken sea of ice, motionless, without the slightest movement, and without feeling the slightest breath, it was exactly the same as dead.

The woman, with a wave of her hand at this moment, suddenly had a sword in her hand.

This sword is the same sword she manipulated before.

Above the blade, there is a purple streamer.

This woman, her eyes are very arrogant, and her posture is even more incomparable, looking at the land of the sea of ice, in her opinion, this demon beast that has been hit by her flying sword must have died without a place to be buried, and it must have been wiped out.

Now that she can still keep her body, it already makes this woman unhappy.

"Evil animal, this seat said that marrying your elixir is to take your elixir. ”

There was arrogance in his voice.

The figure slowly fell, and it was only ten zhang away from the ice blue demon beast.

With a wave of his hand, he wanted to take it out of the body of the ice blue beast.

But at this time...

The ice blue demon beast that was already lying in the sea of ice, like a dead one, suddenly opened its eyes!

Rumble!

The giant tail behind him slammed into this woman!

Bang!

The woman's figure flew directly upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in an instant.

And this... It's not over yet!

The roar of the demon beast, with endless ice blue fire!

The overwhelming flames came towards the woman in an instant.

Now... It is to reveal the gap between the sword and the sword.

This is also the reason why among the sword cultivators, they have never thought that the cultivation of the sword is the real sword cultivation.

Just this overwhelming flame, if you change the cultivation of the sword, you only need to cut it with a sword, and you can split this flame.

But the cultivation of Edgeworth can't be done.

The man who resists the sword, the sword in the hand, is equivalent to useless,

For them, the sword is just a magic weapon.

And for true sword cultivators, the sword is where life lies!

The purple-robed woman, facing this overwhelming flame at this moment, had no way to dodge or resist.

She needed time to urge her sword, but it would take a few breaths to move the sword at the earliest.

And this time... This ice blue monster won't give it to her!

Woman, for the first time, her expression was moved!

She knows... I'm afraid I'm going to have to explain it here.

At this moment, I was extremely annoyed in my heart, the most taboo thing in the cultivation of Edgeworth is to get close, and keep a certain distance in order to win!

But what's the use of regretting!

Woman... Slowly closed his eyes.

She doesn't have much hope anymore!

She has no time to urge her sword, there is only one thing she can do: wait for death.

It's just that in her heart, there is a strong unwillingness.

"It's really ironic to think that my North Gate Water Lotus would die in the hands of such a demon beast. “

(End of chapter)