This is the first time that Situ Changfeng has confronted the frozen ground in the peak state of this move.

In the past, when he fought before, he tried to avoid head-on collisions, almost always attacking against attacking, staggered figures, swords and shadows, in motion, he rarely received frontal attacks, most of them were dodges and changes in the occasional wave of sword intent, so it didn't feel very profound.

Who would stand still and let your sword intent attack directly on their body?

And because of his profound skills, the frozen world that passed by him did not have a great impact on him.

But at this moment, he could no longer dodge, dissolve or unload the frozen sword intent, he could only confront it head-on, the two swords intersected, and the cold sword intent instantly broke through the hastily condensed Netherworld sword intent on the Nether Sword, making his movements frozen again.

He finally deeply realized the impact of this sword intent, the biting cold, the feeling that it can condense into ice almost instantly, will make people feel powerless to break free from the depths of their hearts, as if the blood in their bodies has been frozen, and the movements suddenly become extremely slow.

Out of instinct, he immediately fought against him, trying to get rid of this feeling of being frozen.

However, he had no time.

In a hurry, he didn't have time to react more, and Mu Qianmei's butterfly dance had already arrived as scheduled.

In the dancing posture of the butterfly, the thousands of sword shadows that were conjured up slashed into the calf of Situ Changxiao, who was in the air, almost instantly.

The clothes were cut into rags and fluttered in the wind.

Then his flesh and blood flew along with the rags, making an irregular arc in the air and falling to the ground.

At this moment, Situ Changxiao didn't even have time to feel the pain, and his figure continued to soar into the air after a slight pause with the force that had just risen from the ground.

This is a lightning moment, just a moment of stagnation, but it has become an eternal picture, looking from afar, two handsome figures hit an old man in black clothes and black hair and black shirt, the old man jumped into the air in a hurry, intending to dodge this time, but because the movements were not smooth enough, his body dodged, but his feet were shrouded by thousands of sword shadows.

Then the clothes flew and the flesh and blood flew away.

By the time his figure finally jumped out of range, the flesh of his feet was already scattered.

Subsequently, the white bones of the forest were also scattered in the criss-crossing reticulation, and then pieces fell off.

I saw Situ Chang frowning with a smile, and immediately felt the pain from below his calf.

"Ahh

A painful and poignant howl came from Situ Changxiao's mouth, resounding throughout the battlefield and spreading to distant places.

In this burst of pain, Situ Chang smiled and was furious, arousing a monstrous killing intent, and he was in the air, and once again waved the Netherworld Sword in his hand, attacking Mu Qianmei, who was a little weak.

This is a sword issued with anger in ten thousand pains, this is a sword that is much beyond the normal level of usual, and it is also a sword that Situ Changxiao is defenseless and attacks with all his might.

Situ Chang, who was in the air, smiled, and the Nether Sword slashed out in the air, full of deep secluded terror, and the black shadow covered the stars and closed the moon, like a black cloud, flying towards Mu Qianmei quickly, wanting to shroud his whole person in this black mist.

This is Situ Changxiao's trick that he has just comprehended!

It was his sharpest, most gloomy, and most vicious swordsmanship so far, and that black mist was not an ordinary black mist, at that time, the poisonous gas refined from the bones of the corpse was contaminated by this poisonous gas, and the skin of the light contaminated part festered and quickly fell off; The skin and muscles around the body will be corroded and turned into a pool of blood, and in the process, the brain can still stay awake and feel the pain of the whole process.

This trick is difficult to practice, because practicing this trick, the first to suffer is yourself, in the process of practicing, you first experience the taste of pain, from the bones of the cold poison of the cold poison, before hurting the enemy, hurt yourself, and the danger, maybe you can't bear it, it will be poisonous gas into the body, the light one goes mad or becomes a cripple, the heavy one will turn into a pool of blood.

The reason why he dared to practice was because he had the same kind of exercises as a foundation, and he could get twice the result with half the effort.

Luckily, he succeeded in his practice.

At this time, what attacked Mu Qianmei was only the poisonous mist, and the more powerful killing move was the Netherworld Sword after the poisonous mist, which was elusive and hidden in the shadows, which was even more unguardable.

At this time, Mu Qianmei, although she had just broken through the Ninth Sword Butterfly Dance Nine Heavens of the Butterfly Dance Nine Swords, was injured after all, and had just comprehended, she couldn't do what she wanted.

Seeing the poisonous mist flying towards Mu Qianmei quickly, Liu Tingfeng immediately reminded loudly:

"Senior sister, get out of the way!"

As he spoke, the Changfeng Sword immediately pointed at the sky, and sent out his strongest sword move to Situ Changxiao again, the fourth sword of the Wind Sword Technique!

In an instant, some of the flesh and white bones in the air that had not yet fallen were condensed into ice cubes, and even the poisonous mist that was about to envelop Mu Qianmei seemed to stagnate in this cold air, becoming much slower.

When Mu Qianmei saw the black fog, she also heard Liu Tingfeng's reminder, she held the sword in her right hand, slashed out in the air, and her body instinctively slid to the left, and in the moment before being contaminated by the poisonous fog, she could avoid the shroud of the poisonous fog.

But because it was a hurried move, she forcibly dodged, and the injuries that affected her body, she couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood from her mouth, and her body almost fell to the ground due to the inertia of sliding.

She immediately propped up the Moon Shadow Sword in her hand on the ground, and her body shook a few times, but she finally didn't fall.

But the blood that spurted from her mouth and the blood that flowed from her chest had almost stained her clothes red.

Forcibly performing the Butterfly Dance for Nine Days and this action that can avoid the poisonous fog has completely overdrawn her internal strength and physical strength, and what still supports her is her strong willpower and deep worry about Liu Tingfeng's situation, as well as the unwillingness in her heart.

At the moment of the strong enemy, the sword technique has just broken through, is it just like this?

She was unwilling, so she still used the Moon Shadow Sword to support her body, forcibly cheered up and looked at Liu Tingfeng, watching him point at the sky under his anger, and once again sent out his frozen sky.

Situ Changxiao's sword was still pointing in Mu Qianmei's direction.

Mu Qianmei slid to the left, and he also forcibly turned around in the air, still stabbing towards Mu Qianmei.

It seems that he completely ignored the Long Wind Sword that Liu Tingfeng broke out of the air, ignored the icy meaning of the cold, and only relied on his own strong internal force to resist that cold!

This is a lifeless style of fighting, desperately at the risk of injury or even death, and Mu Qianmei must be beheaded under the sword first.

No matter how fast Liu Tingfeng is, after all, it is the latter who failed to arrive first, he is fast, and the angry Situ Changfeng is not slow, how can he block the netherworld that falls from the sky

Sword!

The Netherworld Sword passed through some condensed poisonous mist, and the poisonous mist had actually formed into ice, and the Netherworld Sword slashed through the poisonous mist, as if a black sword shadow had cut through a black mushroom.

The mushroom split into two and quickly dodged to both sides, and Situ Changfeng's figure also quickly passed through the separated poisonous mist gap, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Mu Qianmei's head.

If it is a slash, it is very likely that Mu Qianmei's whole person will be cut from the head downwards and divided into two.

Situ Changxiao's eyes showed a bit of cruel and excited smile, and Mu Qianmei's desperate expression and the unwilling eyes that couldn't close after the whole person was split into two.

Mu Qianmei did experience the feeling of being so close to the god of death again, her physical strength was overdrawn, her whole body was weak, and the Nether Sword had already slashed from the air, but she was powerless to parry, and she was even powerless to dodge.

However, she didn't show a desperate look as Situ Changfeng wished, she was very calm.

Her expression was calm, her eyes were calm, and even her entire body became calm, no longer shaking in the slightest.

Having already experienced death several times, she knew that fear or despair was a meaningless negative emotion at this moment, not only meaningless, but even accelerated the arrival of death.

Dead only!

She closed her eyes again, calmly comprehending the nine days of butterfly dance she had just realized, even if she could feel a little more before she died, she could be regarded as having no regrets!

And Liu Tingfeng, who was following behind Situ Changxiao, couldn't stop Situ Changxiao's decisive intention to slash at Mu Qianmei with a frozen move, and he had already seen the flesh and blood that Situ Changxiao had dropped and the poisonous mist emitted turned into ice cubes, and the cold intention still continued to invade upward.

In an instant, the severed parts of Situ Changxiao's legs had formed ice, and they quickly spread upward!

Since Situ Changxiao's spiritual power was poured into Mu Qianmei's body in front of him, he seemed to be unable to see the freezing ground emitted by the Liu Pavilion wind, and let the cold intent spread upwards from the broken leg!

However, his strength was there after all, and the deep internal force was automatically operating in his body, and when the cold invaded his waist, he could no longer continue to push upward.

Liu Tingfeng saw that the long sword had been slashed towards Mu Qianmei's head, and Mu Qianmei was no longer powerless to fight back and dodge, so he slowly closed his eyes after calmly glancing at himself.

Is she desperate? Did she give up? Is she going to end up like this, and leave like this?

No......!!!

Liu Tingfeng shouted loudly in his heart!

I will never let you go, never!

"Wind-Dance-Dry-Kun!"

Liu Tingfeng shouted, and in an instant, the majestic sword intent spread rapidly!

Almost instantly, it enveloped the area beyond a radius of ten zhang, and it seemed that this piece of heaven and earth was immediately divided from heaven and earth and became an independent heaven and earth.

In this piece of world, Liu Tingfeng is a well-deserved king.

This is a space that belongs to him, and everything becomes something that he controls and changes at will.

The Situ Chang in the air smiled, the senior sister who closed her eyes, the mushrooms scattered in the air, the Nether Sword that slashed towards Mu Qianmei through the "poisonous mushroom" cloud!

Everything is so real and slow.