In an instant, Zuo Zhong, who had already turned into a dried corpse, was once again filled with layers of thick dead air, and for some reason, Xia Fan only felt that the temperature around him dropped suddenly, and the exhaled heat also condensed in an instant.

The cold wind blew and rolled up the snow, and the rest of the people retreated at the right time to move much farther away from the two.

The sword aura struck people, the sword shone brightly, and the heaven and earth were full of desolation and murder.

Zhang Mazi held the blood in his back, held it flat on his chest, and never left the broadsword in Zuo Zhong's hand.

He knew that the man in front of him was a terrible sword!

At this moment, Zuo Zhong can no longer be regarded as a person, although he has flesh, but there is no blood, his head is surprisingly unkempt, and his clothes are torn, but he can no longer see a trace of his expression change, and he can't see a trace of vitality! His carrion-like face shone with a kind of light, the dazzle of death!

But as the bell in Mengya's hand shook more and more rapidly, in an instant, he was like a sword hidden in a box, and the edge was not revealed, so no one could see its brilliant brilliance! At this moment, the sword is on the edge!

Wave your arms and draw the void!

A sword slashed down, pointing directly at Zhang Mazi Tianling!

Zhang Mazi drank blood in his hand and waved it out against the wind, and a blood-colored cold light went straight to Zuo Zhong's throat. Before the knife arrived, Sen Han's sword had already cut through the wind and snow!

Zuo Zhong's steps were steady, not retreating or evading, and the giant sword and the blood drink greeted each other. Zhang Mazi has changed his moves, slashing obliquely, but he does not dodge.

Cao Jiusi saw that the two of them were not afraid of death, and couldn't help but remind loudly: "Brother Zhang, that Zuo Zhong is no longer a living person!"

Zhang Mazi's heart sank, no wonder he always felt that Zuo Zhong was just an emotionless sword now!

Zuo Zhong's sudden sound suddenly appeared, soaring into the sky, and the giant sword also turned into a storm.

Zhang Mazi only felt hallucinations in front of him, as if only a sword was coming, and it turned out that his person and the sword in his hand had become one.

The compelling sword aura destroyed the vast snowflakes in mid-air.

It's a terrible sight!

Zhang Mazi's arms shook, and he had already swept past the sword qi flying rainbow, falling with the flying snow.

Zuo Zhong roared endlessly, flipped upside down in the air, and a sword Changhong suddenly turned into countless lights and shadows, and sprinkled it on Zhang Mazi's head.

The power of this sword is enough to shatter people's souls!

Zhang Mazi was within a radius of three zhang, but he was already shrouded in sword qi, and no matter what direction he dodged, it seemed that he couldn't dodge.

I only heard the sound of "ding", and in an instant, a wave of air broke through the sky.

On the other hand, Zhang Mazi drank blood in his hand, and met the sword edge impartially.

At this moment, the sword qi in the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace, but the snow in the sky had not yet fallen, Mu stood in the blood mist, his sword was still held flat on his chest.

And Zuo Zhong's giant sword is still in his hand, but the blade of the sword has been broken by drinking blood!

He looked at Zuo Zhong quietly, and Zuo Zhong also looked at him quietly.

There was no expression on either of their faces. But both of them knew in their hearts that Zuo Zhong's sword could no longer be shot. In Xia Fan's opinion, the faces of the two were surprisingly strange, and they even had a feeling of not daring to look directly when they saw Zuo Zhong's suffocating eyes.

Although this sword is as fast as lightning, because the blade of the sword breaks through the wind, its momentum is urgent, and now that the sword has been broken, the speed will be greatly affected. Even if Zuo Zhong makes another move, no matter how you look at it, he can't defeat Zhang Mazi!

Even if Zuo Zhong's cultivation has skyrocketed now, he is defeated and invincible at this moment!

Zuo Zhong's hand slowly drooped, the broken giant sword was like a chicken rib, he roared, and threw the broken sword into the cold cliff angrily, penetrating into the rock I don't know how deep, and in an instant, the fierce sword qi stirred up a thousand layers of snow, and disappeared.

As the last bit of wind and snow quietly fell, the entire snow peak returned to silence, deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned, the giant sword in Zuo Zhong's hand was not an ordinary product, but this blood-drinking knife was even more terrifying.

Cao Jiusi knew that this battle was about to end, and the whole night was terrified, and at this moment, there was a result, and finally, he could go home. He glanced at the madman, but when he saw that the madman looked calm, he didn't know when he picked up the vermilion gourd and drank it all.

Xia Fan and Yan Xiaoqi looked at each other and smiled, Xia Fan thought that they could hug each other tightly, but Xiaoqi was like a flower waiting to be put in shame, a little twisted, and he didn't dare to look at him.

Meng Ya, who was squatting in the distance, slapped his palm on his chest, and there was a muffled sound, and in an instant, a mouth full of blood soaked the entire Zhenling Bell, and the runes on the Zhong's body burst out tremblingly, and with the spell in Mengya's mouth, it quickly circled above Zuo Zhong's head, and then everyone could hear the bells from this small Zhenling Bell, which was indescribably poignant. At this moment, Zhang Mazi's blood was buzzing in his hands, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Cao Jiusi was taken aback, and immediately understood, "I said that Zuo Zhong had no breath of a living person on his body, and it turned out that he had become a corpse puppet!"

The madman also suddenly understood, exchanged glances with Cao Jiusi, and quietly ran to cover his teeth.

On the other side, Su Yin cultivated deeper after all, and sure enough, he captured Yan Xiaoliu.

Yan Xiaoqi saw that his sixth brother was captured by the Palace of Eternal Life, and his arms were bound by Su Yin, and he was pressed on the snow, he was immediately very worried, and jumped straight to his feet in a hurry, his eyes seemed to be flooded, and he muttered to the sixth brother, and couldn't help grabbing Xia Fan's arm, and said, "Xia Fan, what should I do?"

Xia Fan didn't have a good impression of Yan Xiaoliu, but at this moment, looking at Xiaoqi's pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little in love with the house. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Xiao Qi, don't worry, it's okay, Sister Su is fine, she won't do anything to your sixth brother." ”

Sure enough, Su Yin glanced at Xia Fan at this time, then let go of Yan Xiaoliu and shouted in a low voice: "For Xiaofan's sake, dead fat, get out." ”

Yan Xiaoliu snorted coldly, not appreciating it, but turned around and walked to Xiao Qi's side in three steps and two steps, grabbed Xiao Qi's arm very rudely, and said coldly: "Xiao Qi, let's go." ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't forget to glare at Xia Fan fiercely, and said sharply: "Don't let me see you again." ”

Xia Fan was disdainful, rolled his eyes, and thought, "Hehe, I seem to want to see you." ”

But he said very reluctantly: "Xiao Qi, take care of yourself." ”

Xiao Qi didn't want to go, just tried to struggle, and was frightened by Yan Xiaoliu's eyes. Seeing that Yan Xiaoliu grabbed himself and was far away from Xia Fan, Xiao Qi hurriedly shouted loudly: "Xia Fan, I'm waiting for you in Huizhou, you must remember to come to me." ”

Xia Fan was stunned for a moment, is it Huizhou again? Isn't this the city where she has lived for fifteen years? She is also from Huizhou? But at this time, there was no time to think about it, and in the blink of an eye, Yan Xiaoliu was already about to jump off the snow peak with Xiaoqi.

Xia Fan sighed that the good time was too short, and looked at Xiao Qi's parting figure tightly, I don't know this farewell, when will I see him next time, but his eyes suddenly became extremely firm, and he said to himself: "Xiao Qi, wait for me, I will go..."

Just as Xia Fan was muttering to himself, he suddenly heard Xiao Qi's piercing scream of "ah".