"Dead monk!" Ao Xin opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of thick blood, gritted his teeth and inhaled sharply, and exhaled again.

A blizzard mixed with his blood descended on the space, bringing bitter cold and storms.

Fang Chi's sweat-soaked clothes instantly froze into a straight piece, and the ice slag was thrown away when he moved.

She stomped her foot, shook the snow off her body, and sighed at her hand to keep warm, but it didn't have any obvious effect.

Song Xiuyu on the side seemed to be unharmed, as soon as the snowflakes touched the scales on his body, they instantly evaporated and disappeared invisibly, and even the storm bypassed him along the trajectory of the scales.

Looking at the ancient saying in the center of the eye of the storm, the robe rattled, the Zen staff had already flown back to him, and the nine consecutive rings also broke away from the body of the Zen staff and surrounded him, and finally formed a transparent golden bell cover that would envelop it, and the wind and snow at that time could not withstand him.

Ao Xin had no intention of fighting him, and seeing that the blizzard he vomited trapped the monk, he quickly fled with Mrs. Sang, and secretly paid attention to the situation on Song Xiuyu's side.

"If he doesn't make a move, he'll run away!" Fang Chi gritted his teeth and endured the coldness and reminded.

The snow on her eyelashes was melted by the body temperature, and she was a little confused, but she didn't dare to close her eyes, for fear that when she opened her eyes like before, there would be another person next to her, and then there would be no place to cry.

Song Xiuyu originally planned to let them compete with each other, and when the time comes, he will come to the fisherman to make a profit, who knows that this monk does not seem to be as useful as he imagined.

Although the monk was not physically harmed by the golden bell jar, his freedom of movement was restricted, and he did not move a step since, as if he had taken root on the ground.

Song Xiuyu held the hand of the halberd with force, and the red light of the demon Ye appeared in his eyes, the tails of the eyes were elongated, the ears became slender, and his legs turned into huge fish tails and stood upright.

Seeing that his strength is slowly recovering, he just took this dragon to practice and see how he recovered!

Bang!

I saw him with a fishtail and a halberd in his hand, rushing towards the two Ao Xin who were drifting away like arrows from the string.

A large pit with a diameter of more than one meter suddenly appeared in the place where he was standing! There are even fine cracks spreading around.

The aftershocks shook the ice ballast off Fang Chi's body, making her feel a little better.

The blizzard also seemed to thin out as the dragon moved away, Fang Chi stood in place and pondered for a moment, deciding to keep up with Song Xiuyu.

Although it is very likely that the war between them will be affected, she must make sure that the dragon does not die!

Thinking of the oath she had made, Fang Chi had a headache, she clenched her fists, and secretly decided in her heart: After all, she planned to risk her life to save him, no matter how she said it, she had to grab something to make up for it, this is not too much!

After thinking about it, Fang Chi shook off the remaining ice slag on his body, and trotted all the way with a shovel to follow.

"Asin! He's coming! ”

Mrs. Sang sprang behind Ao Xin on all fours, and when she turned back, she saw a dark shadow breaking through the obstacle of the blizzard, and in the blink of an eye, she followed their pace and appeared in the sky a few feet away from them.

The momentum of the halberd, which was haunted by the chaotic qi, hit them like a rainbow, giving them a sense of oppression from the top of Mount Tai.

In an instant, a coldness climbed up Ao Xin's limbs, even if he had Mrs. Sang's reminder, but when he reacted, the halberd was already in front of him, and it was difficult to dodge!

The sharp sound of breaking the air resounded through his soul, as if he had been stripped of his body, and he was in a trance for a moment.

Poof—

As soon as the halberd sank into an inch, Ao Xin came back to his senses and hurriedly squirmed the muscles where it was hit, imprisoning it and preventing it from going deeper.

Song Xiuyu's strong hand paused, and when he was about to exert his strength again, Ao Xin had already shaken his body out of the attack range of the halberd, and a hole the size of a bowl was left on his body.

Blood flowed from the hole, and the golden threads that had only harassed him took advantage of the void to prevent his body from regenerating.

Ao Xin gritted his teeth and roared, although he was afraid of him, he was not powerless to fight back, how could he let these people humiliate him so much!

"Fox San!" His two lantern-sized eyes shouted at Mrs. Sang.

Fox Sang rose in response, and the two tails behind him turned into two white lights, rushing towards Song Xiuyu one left and one right, and when they got closer, they found that they were two little foxes that looked exactly the same.

Among them, the round fox was the one who kidnapped the ancient language, and Song Xiuyu, who had a red ribbon tied around his neck, had no impression.

The two foxes demonstrated at him with their teeth and claws, but they didn't give him a sense of oppression at all, but seemed to be selling cuteness to him.

If you can't beat it, you can let a woman on top, which is really a shame for a man.

He wielded his halberd and stood still and shot the two foxes through the ground.

Song Xiuyu spit in his heart, but he showed no mercy in his hands.

The two foxes didn't even scream before they reverted back to their original forms, and he picked up his halberd and shook off the two bloody tails with all his might, without any mood in his eyes.

Turning around and looking into the distance, the wound on Ao Xin's body had healed, and even the golden thread that had been harassing him was dispelled and no longer harassed.

And under him, the fox mulberry was dying, and the slightly shorter tail was gone, licking the blood from the severed tail miserably.

Ao Xin's eyes were red and black, and the dragon's breath erupted like a raging fire, and pounced on Song Xiuyu's body again and again.

Fang Chi, who had just approached them, lay down again, but fortunately, Song Xiuyu wielded a halberd to isolate a space so that she was not affected by the dragon's breath.

"Is this dragon crazy?"

What Fang Chi felt from him now was completely different from before, if he was compared to an ordinary labor prisoner before, now he was like a murderous serial killer!

Well, she felt that it was time to worry about herself, as for this dragon, I am afraid that it would not die so easily.

"Take it, good stuff."

Song Xiuyu kicked the tails of the two blood-stained foxes under his feet to Fang Chi and motioned for her to put them away.

"What's the use of that?" Fang Chi frowned and grabbed it, not understanding what the two broken tails could be used for.

"Put it away." Song Xiuyu didn't have time to explain this to her now, because Ao Xin was already roaring at him!

He rushed a few meters away with an arrow step, and Ao Xin followed, without even looking at Fang Chi.

The hurricane from the dragon's body blew Fang Chi's face in pain, and she pinched her tail and ran in the opposite direction.

This mad dragon killed herself as easily as trampling an ant to death, and she still couldn't add to the chaos.

When he arrived at a place where he thought he was safe, Fang Chi's eyes swept around, and he saw Husang lying motionless in a pool of blood.

Looks like it's not lightly injured......

Fang Chi thought for a while, and finally stuffed the two severed tails into his arms with a firm look, wiped the blood on his clothes, and finally clenched the shovel in his hand, and exhaled a heavy breath.

It works!

She secretly waved the shovel a few times, and after recovering the feeling of beating the ghost child before, she paced towards the fox mulberry.