In the distance, on the top of a small barren mountain, Bao Jun stared at the battle in the icy area. Ye Qingcheng was gradually unable to parry Xiao Jing's attack, and blood flew in the air, and there were more and more scars on Ye Qingcheng's body, and he could only strive to prevent being hit by Xiao Jing. However, even here, it was impossible for him to last long under Xiao Jing's attack.

"No, I'm going to help Brother Cheng!" Bao Jun handed over the unconscious Lihuo in his arms to Huo Jing, and then jumped down the low mountain and went straight to the cold ice area where Xiao Jingchuang came out in the distance.

"Fatty!" Huo Jing shouted, and he also flew down with Bao Jun......

"Snort, snort, snort, snort, ......" Ye Qingcheng tried his best to resist Xiao Jing's attack.

On the ground, Ye Qingcheng spun his body suddenly, rushed three steps quickly, jumped up with a fierce sword, and shouted at Xiao Jing's white shadow in front of him: "Falling leaves!"

Under the rising silver smoke, his seemingly weak young figure was as fierce as a dragon out of the sea, and the ferociousness spun three times in the air, slashing out three mysterious sword shadows with the power of thunder.

"Bang!Bang!"

In an instant, three sword sounds rang out. In front of Ye Qingcheng, three ice sculpture prostheses of Xiao Jing, whose arms were cut off, appeared one after another.

"Die!" At this time, a voice appeared in Ye Qingcheng's ears, and Xiao Jing's real body holding a sharp ice sword had already appeared behind him. This flaw was fatal, Xiao Jing did not miss the opportunity at all, and immediately aimed at the position of Ye Qingcheng's heart, swinging his sword and stabbing straight over.

This flaw is only a blink of an eye, but it is enough. Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was defenseless, and Xiao Jing's sword stabbed him in the heart. Behind Ye Qingcheng, a white tail was thrown out strangely?!

This is not a tail, but a left scale vine with only a hideous and strange mouth! The spirit source body of the left scale vine is hidden in Ye Qingcheng's soul, and under his control, it can emerge from any part of his body, after all, it is only a spirit body.

"Shhh Xiao Jing's movements stopped abruptly, startled by this sudden scene. The left scaly vine immediately wrapped around his sword-wielding wrist and flung it out with ferocity.

"Bang!!" Xiao Jing was immediately thrown to the icy ground twenty feet away.

At this moment, Ye Qingcheng had already brewed one of his strongest swordsmanship. He grasped the hilt of Qing Feng's broken sword with both hands, slammed the sword into the ice under his feet, and roared violently: "Twelfth type, the earth roars!!"

In an instant, a terrifying and incomparable force, through the broken sword of Guò Qingfeng, poured into the ground, and then erupted like a volcano.

"Tom!!!!!"

As soon as Xiao Jing landed, the ten-zhang ice surface around his feet suddenly cracked a spider web-like crack, and the turbid yellow air flow surged upwards like a fierce flame, instantly submerging his figure!

After a while, the sound of ice shattering came, Xiao Jing stood in the center of a ten-zhang square, sunken, net-like ice crack, wisps of residual power breath, like turbid yellow residual flames, flew out of the crack lightly. His face turned pale, and his body was shocked by a ferocious force. This qiē came too fast, too fast, Xiao Jing didn't react at all, but it was completely in Ye Qingcheng's calculations.

Suddenly, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of Xiao Jing's mouth, he took out the handkerchief in his arms, gently wiped the blood away, his eyes flashed with extremely angry fire, and Sen Ran said: "What a cunning little ghost! If you really grow up, the consequences are really unimaginable." But you have overlooked one thing, no matter how cunning you are, no matter how much you resist, you will not survive this night. Lao Tzu still has the alliance beast, but he didn't summon it!"

"It's really embarrassing to deal with an opponent who is weaker than you, as a senior!" Ye Qingcheng gasped heavily, the strength in his body had begun to drain. Hearing Xiao Jing's words, he showed a look of jealousy.

The second-order alliance beast, the Great Prison Cold Lizard, once he was summoned, he would have to face two martial sect-level powerhouses to surround and kill. At that point, he won't stand a chance at all. However, what he wants is for Xiao Jing to summon the alliance beast!

It takes time to summon the Beast, and although it is short, less than a breath, that breath is his only chance to fight back!

"Here, you want a fair fight?" Xiao Jingsen asked coldly. He wanted to break down Ye Qingcheng's psychological defense line and make Ye Qingcheng give up the idea of resisting.

"Even if Lao Tzu is going to die today, I have to pull you bastard on my back!" The numbness in Ye Qingcheng's body had gradually dissipated, and there were signs of weakness in his limbs. However, he must not show his strength, he must resist this decline.

Blood continued to flow from his body, almost drenching him into a bloody man. At this time, Bao Jun and Huo Jing had already rushed over, jumped onto the head of the huge cold lizard ice statue, and stared at the scene in front of them in horror.

"Don't come here!!" Ye Qingcheng shouted angrily before Bao Jun was about to jump down. At this time, Xiao Jing had been provoked, and his every move was extremely ferocious, no matter how strong the pill Bao Jun was taking, his blow was enough to kill him.

Hearing this, Bao Jun had no choice but to stay in place, staring at Ye Qingcheng, whose injuries were gradually becoming more and more serious.

Xiao Jing glanced at Bao Jun and Huo Jing in the distance, then put the cold ice sword across his chest, and said in a deep voice: "Ice soul!"

After finishing speaking, he quietly slashed the Ice Sword, this move was not fierce, and even a little light, like a ghost flying by. With Xiao Jing's ice sword slashing through, a ghostly blue cold sword shadow flew out in an instant. However, it flew only five paces away before a fierce puff of cold smoke erupted. In the huge ball of cold smoke, an ice bird with wings three feet wide and covered with ice thorns flew out.

An earth-shattering cry pierced the sky, and the Ice Thorn Bird carried the terrifying power of the ice spirit, roaring towards Ye Qingcheng.

A dizziness suddenly flashed through Ye Qingcheng's mind, and the power of the third stage of the ascending dragon vein was already passing, and the aftermath gradually appeared in his body. However, he still gritted his teeth and leaped forward.

However, the hideous ice bird followed in his footsteps and swooped upward.

Ye Qingcheng didn't know what was hidden in this spiritual technique, so he could only dodge it in a hurry. But the ice bird was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and no matter how much he tried to escape, it followed in his footsteps, and chased closer and closer.

In an instant, the Ice Bird forced Ye Qingcheng to the dead end of this cold ice area, encircling him under the head of the huge, Chill Lizard Colossus.

In the blink !!!of an eye, the Ice Bird turned into countless long cone-like ice spikes and violently exploded in front of the ice wall beneath the Lizard Colossus. Huo Jing and Bao Jun looked down at the scene below, and their hearts were so frightened that they stopped beating.

Time passed very slowly at this moment, and Bao Jun looked down at the scene filled with cold smoke below, his hands and feet were already cold, and he forgot to breathe.

I saw that in the cold smoke, ice thorns were inserted into the ice wall, Ye Qingcheng held a sword in his right hand in front of his face, and his left arm was across his chest, blocking the position of his heart. Two sharp ice spikes pierced his left arm, and one plunged into his abdomen, scarlet blood dripping down sparsely.