On the dark golden sword in the hand of one of the ten statues, there was still a layer of blood stains, and it was obvious that the warrior who had just died was killed by this statue.

"Snort!" Another sword light flashed, and a warrior who happened to fly past the statue was directly beheaded by this sword light, and the process was extremely smooth without the slightest hindrance.

These ten statues are all more than two meters tall, extremely burly, much taller than ordinary people.

However, although these statues looked extremely clumsy, their movement speed was surprisingly fast, a cut faster than that of ordinary Psionic Realm peak masters.

And the dark golden long sword in their hands was like a high-grade Xuan soldier, extremely sharp, and under one sword, even the peak master of the Spiritual Energy Realm cut off the corpse without the slightest pause.

The blood light in the eyes of the ten statues that had completely recovered was almost condensed into substance, and after scanning the entire hall, they directly waved the dark golden long sword in their hands and launched an attack on many warriors, and for a while, the entire hall was full of swords, and the sword light flickered.

"Bang!" a statue jumped directly from the stone pillar, and the dark golden sword in his hand slashed at He Huan and Wei Yipao.

The dark golden sword in the statue's hand was not only extremely sharp, but also powerful. Under the swing of the sword, the strong wind shook, and even the surrounding air was flooded with layers of ripples.

With such a terrifying energy, even if there is not the slightest sharpness, if you really want to take a hit, I am afraid that even the master of the peak of the spiritual energy realm will be injured a lot.

"Wow!" The sword blade slashed, He Huan's footsteps moved slightly, and he jumped backwards lightly. On the other side, Wei Yibao also had no intention of fighting with this statue, and also avoided its edge.

"Boom!" He Huan and the two dodged, and the huge sword blade slashed straight into the ground, and in an instant, a huge ravine half a meter wide and two meters deep extended from the sword blade to both sides, and only stopped at the bottom of another stone pillar.

"Shhh Even He Huan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth after seeing the attack of this statue. This thing is a little too violent.

Compared to He Huan, the two easily avoided the attack of the statue, and on the other side, they surrounded and killed several warriors who had fought against the thief before, but they were directly killed by the other two statues.

Stumps and severed arms were scattered all over the ground.

The other statue saw that Zhao Yi and the three of them were together, and he directly danced the dark golden giant sword in his hand, stabbing straight at Zhao Yi and the three of them, with a strong momentum and fierce spirit, with the intent of killing.

Feeling the fierce breath coming from the wind, Zhao Yi didn't dare to be careless at all, and the "Heavenly Dragon Refining Holy Technique" instantly operated, and a layer of pure and restrained bright silver luster instantly appeared on Zhao Yi's palm.

Zhao Yi's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and the bones all over his body made a burst of explosion in an instant, and the power of the earth's core flame surged, and the bright light exploded, and he blasted out with a fist.

"The scorching sun. ”

A fierce buzzing sound sounded, and the burly and tall statue was directly blasted out under Zhao Yi's punch, heavily

smashed to the ground, cracks spread.

And Zhao Yi only felt that his fist was numb, and a strong countershock force surged from between his fists, and his steps involuntarily fell backwards again and again, and the last step was to step on the ground under his feet to stabilize his body.

There was a pain coming from the fist. Zhao Yi looked at his right fist, and saw that where the fist touched the tip of the opponent's sword, a slight red mark appeared, and a drop of blood slowly oozed out of the red mark.

"Hey, this guy is so powerful, I didn't expect that my second-level 'Heavenly Dragon Refining Holy Technique', which had been cultivated to perfection, couldn't fully resist the edge of the opponent's sword. Looking at the scars on the fist, Zhao Yi said secretly in his heart, and at the same time, he was more vigilant about these statues in his heart.

"Zhao Yi, are you okay?" Seeing that Zhao Yi was repelled by the statue, Guo Ying's figure flickered, and he came to his side in an instant, and asked with concern. And Ye Xuan ran to He Huan not far away.

"It's no big deal, these statues are only afraid that they have the strength to surpass the peak masters of the Psionic Realm, you must be careful. Zhao Yi shook his right hand slightly, and the power of the innate sword body surged, instantly recovering the small scars between the fists.

"I'll deal with this guy with you. A chill flashed in Guo Ying's eyes, and his hand trembled slightly, and the ice sword appeared in his hand, and a piercing chill spread.

As soon as the statue fell to the ground, he stretched out his hand and slapped it on the ground, stood up with the force of the anti-shock, and then stepped out and continued to attack Zhao Yi and the others.

A faint layer of sword light shrouded the dark golden long sword, and everywhere it passed, the air was torn, and a magnificent sword qi shot out.

"It's a long river of frost. Guo Yingjiao shouted, an ice blue halo emanated, and the ice long sword in her hand continued to vibrate, and circles of ice blue ripples spread forward, and the Dao Ice Sword Qi shot out.

Looking at Guo Ying's attack, Zhao Yi's heart moved, and a wisp of internal qi poured into his left arm.

Suddenly, a misty silver-white mist was released from the palm of Zhao Yi's left hand, quickly covering his entire palm. Immediately after, a silver-white circle of light appeared in Zhao Yi's palm, and a silver-white long sword quickly extended out of the aperture.

The strong cold aura emanated out, and it was the third-order peak ice attribute sword, the Ice Spirit Sword.

The Ice Spirit Sword was held in his hand, and a rich chill emanated from Zhao Yi's body, reflecting the cold aura on Guo Ying's body, and improving each other.

"Bing Ning!" Zhao Yi also let out a low snort, and the temperature that had dropped rapidly due to Guo Ying's outburst was even lower again. The ground around them, and even the dark golden statue, were quickly covered with a thick layer of frost.

Under the influence of "Ice Condensation", the power of the few cold ice sword qi that Guo Ying had attacked before had suddenly increased to a higher level, and the aura had become sharper.

Compared to its attack power, the sword move "Ice Condensation" is actually more eye-catching for its teammates who are also ice attribute warriors. In other words, this move is a sword move to support teammates.

"Bell!Bell!" The ice-blue sword qi shot out, and it slammed into the statue's body, sending out a clear sound

The crisp and deafening sound of gold and iron. More than a dozen deep sword marks appeared on the statue.

If the Ninefold Master of the Ordinary Spiritual Energy Realm hits all of Guo Ying's sword qi that has been blessed with the power of ice by Zhao Yi, I am afraid that his blood will condense on the spot, like an ice sculpture, and lose all his combat power.

However, after resisting Guo Ying's attack, this statue still launched its own offensive as if it had not been affected in the slightest.

However, under the influence of the double chill of Zhao Yi and Guo Ying, the attack speed of this statue has also decreased significantly, far less rapid than before.

"Ice!" Although the attack speed of the statue has dropped a lot, the power contained in the dark golden sword is still terrifying. At that moment, the Ice Spirit Sword in Zhao Yi's hand swung one after another, and ice walls two meters high and two feet thick continued to generate in front of the two of them.

In just a few breaths, more than ten thick ice walls appeared between Zhao Yi and the statue, and the cold air overflowed.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Although the ice wall laid by Zhao Yi was tough, the attack of the statue was just as good. Wherever the dark golden sword went, walls of ice exploded one after another, turning into fine pieces of ice and splattering in all directions.

"Ice and snow!" Seeing that the ice wall laid by Zhao Yi was about to be destroyed by the statue, Guo Ying's slender feet lightly touched the ground, like a nine-day fairy, and endless cold air erupted from her body crazily.

Under the cover of this ice-blue cold air, the remaining three ice walls instantly became tougher, and the surface was covered with a dazzling layer of ice blue.

The statue's dark golden sword slashed out, but instead of shattering the ice wall as easily as before, it only left a small white mark on the ice wall.

Just as the statue was about to withdraw the long sword in its hand and attack again, the endless cold air also passed through the ice wall and directly wrapped around the dark golden long sword in its hand.

In an instant, a layer of ice-blue ice condensed on the dark golden sword at a speed visible to the naked eye, and spread towards the statue's body at an even faster speed.

"Ice marks!" Seeing this, Zhao Yi's eyes lit up, the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand danced, and a circle of silver-white light quickly spread out from his body, and where the circle passed, everything was once again covered with a layer of snow-white ice. The ice-blue walls of ice have become snow-white again and tougher.

And after the statue was entangled by Guo Ying's cold air, its speed had already decreased again. Before the dark golden sword could be completely withdrawn, Zhao Yi's silvery-white circle of light had already swept over.

"Click. A sound of ice condensation sounded, and under the double attack of Zhao Yi and Guo Ying, the surface of the statue was quickly covered with a thick layer of ice and turned into an ice sculpture.