With her coquettish scream, a golden pillar as thick as a bucket and two feet long crashed into the opponent's chest with huge energy.

Sun Huishan, who was completely awakened by the blow, suddenly felt cold all over, like falling into an ice cave. Between his chest and abdomen, which had been hit vigorously, qi and blood were surging wildly, and it was impossible to calm down in a short period of time. What's worse is that the huge icicle is still pressing against his chest, making him fly upside down in the air. Not only that, but his whole body was covered with a thick layer of dark blue ice, and it was difficult to break free for a while.

And the girl was like a chicken blood, and her whole person radiated a fierce momentum, and her eyes seemed to be about to burst into light, like a shadow flying in the air, following him closely. I saw her clasping her hands around her waist. In Sun Huishan's frightened eyes, in the center of those delicate little hands like onions and jade, there was a golden pillar as thick as a bucket gradually taking shape.

Xiao Yu knew that once she was out of the state by the other party, she would never have a chance to succeed again. Therefore, she suddenly ignited all the fighting spirit in her body, and showed the determination to fight to the death, without considering the huge consumption of her own bone soul by the blue-level advanced skills.

The huge golden pillar slammed into Sun Huishan's chest again. If he was still very conscious in the first blow, he still had a certain amount of strength in his body, but this second blow made him almost wander out of the world. Under the blow of extremely cold and incomparably cold energy, his entire soul and willpower seemed to float out of his body. The rapid dissipation of his life force made him feel extremely weak, and he could no longer break the golden light from his body, so he could only stretch his neck to see what the little girl was doing at the moment.

But he couldn't lift his head, because he felt the golden ice on his neck and face three inches thick.

With a bang, he felt something hit behind him. Countless leaves fluttered down, and it seemed that he had hit a tree, and the golden light on his body made a crisp sound of shattering. Then he looked up and saw the girl standing in front of him.

Her face was extremely pale, and there was not a trace of blood on her lips except for a very striking wisp of blood.

She was trembling all over, and she seemed to be unable to stand even on her feet, but among the delicate hands that were stubbornly wrapped around her waist and ribs, an extremely thick golden pillar suddenly appeared.

Using the Blue Soul Advanced Skill three times in a row without stopping, Xiao Yu almost exhausted all the bone souls he could use. It was extremely weak, but it was worth it.

When she struggled to follow Sun Huishan, who was like a discarded doll, lying on the grass indiscriminately, she saw that his face was already pale, lying bleeding in a huge ice mound, his eyes were without the brilliance just now, and the whole person had no signs of life at all.

Xiao Xi was relieved at this time. She wanted to turn around and fly over to help Luo Ming, but her throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted wildly, and her eyes were black and she didn't know anything. Luo Ming, who was in the distance, was so concerned that he didn't care about the fatal blow that the Thunderbolt Tiger Hua Wanhong might inflict on him, jumping and dodging indiscriminately, while watching the battle on Xiao Yu's side, until he saw Xiao Yu defeat Sun Huishan.

Although this only lasted for a few seconds, it was very precious for Hua Wanhong. Seeing his fellow disciples dying one by one, he didn't dare to stand still, regardless of the pain, he quietly accumulated all the energy in his body and sent out an extremely sharp blow.

Because Luo Ming had been jumping around, Hua Wanhong couldn't accurately capture his location, so he had to use a large-area range attack skill, the lightning skill "Electric Light Array". For a while, in the sky within an area of nearly 100 square meters, all kinds of dazzling lightning thunderbolts fell densely like rain. Almost all the grass and trees were scorched by lightning, and most of the trees were on fire, turning the forest into a sea of fire.

Luo Ming was also engulfed by this sea of lightning. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground from the air, and a few wisps of blood flowed from his ears, nose and mouth. He picked himself up and leaped into the air again, looking around for a running and moving opponent.

The guy had a broken arm, so it wasn't hard to deal with.

He soon found Hua Wanhong's figure in the bushes, hurriedly landed on the treetops, kicked his feet hard, and chased after the guy.

Seeing Luo Ming chasing after him, Hua Wanhong knew that the last moment was coming. In terms of speed, he is by no means the opponent of this little guy, and only by fighting with his back and fighting to the death can he have any hope of survival. He gritted his teeth and unleashed a first-order flame skill with his only palm.

Although the fireball was much smaller than usual, it was the size of a small wine jar, and the fire was still hot and fierce, with the sound of the whirring wind, and went straight to Luo Ming.

This is Hua Wanhong's full force in his current state. However, because the power has decreased a lot, Luo Ming didn't pay attention to it at all. With a flick of his black jade palm, he pushed the fireball aside. "You go die!" Luo Ming roared, brandishing the Lan Yan Spirit Sword in his hand and slashing down angrily.

Just when Luo Ming was about to slash Hua Wanhong's neck with an unstoppable momentum, he suddenly felt a sudden shock all over his body, and a strange cold feeling instantly spread all over his body, and his blood seemed to be coagulated. Then his speed also slowed down rapidly, and the blade deflected to the side, only slashing at the armor on Hua Wanhong's chest.

Hua Wanhong spurted a mouthful of blood, and fell seven or eight meters away on his back. Luo Ming was greatly surprised: this strange cold had far exceeded the level of Hua Wanhong in his heyday, and even reduced his strength by more than half. Who has such great skills?

As far as the eye could see, there was a world of ice and snow that complemented white and blue. All the vegetation and rocks were covered with heavy snow and ice, and the sudden extreme cold made it extremely difficult for him to even turn around. Then he saw a figure fluttering towards him.

This man has a wide robe and large sleeves, long flowing hair, and is not tall, but his beard is white. He flew down from the air suddenly, and landed about ten meters in front of Luo Ming to stop, with his hands behind his back, looking very magnanimous. Luo Ming was so cold that his whole body was shivering, but he clenched his teeth, made no sound, and glared at the other party without showing weakness.

At this time, Xiao Xi also limped and walked over with great difficulty, and stood side by side with him very firmly. Luo Ming turned his head and glanced at her, and found that there was still a wisp of blood that had frozen into red ice cubes at the corner of her mouth, and her lips had been frozen black, but her eyes were shining, and her expression was firm and resolute. Luo Ming turned his face away with confidence, arched his hand slightly to the old man, and asked, "Who is Your Excellency, and why did you make a move?"