"Whew-"

There was no roaring explosion, like the first snow meeting the sun, the Ice Emperor's white and pure arms were covered by fine ice crystals like masonry, refracting countless fragments of colorful light under the gray-blue flames.

Holding an ice pick, she swiped forward, the gray-blue flames forming a shroud that didn't last even a second before it was pierced.

But this also gave the beautiful woman a glimmer of life, and she threw her head back and stepped back into the hallway.

The icicle sliced through the void and brought up a series of bright red blood beads.

The beautiful woman only felt wisps of warm liquid flowing from her neck.

After she covered her right hand and stroked it, she breathed a sigh of relief, but it was okay, but the skin was cut.

One has been planning for a long time, the other is caught off guard, coupled with the indelible gap in strength, she really died just a little bit ago.

One hit missed, a trace of pity flashed in the Ice Emperor's eyes, and sure enough, it was still a bit laborious for this ninety-seventh-level human to kill.

That's right, the beautiful woman is the deputy leader of the Holy Spirit Sect and the leader of the Xishui Alliance, Feng Ling.

And the gray-robed old man is Zhang Peng, the worshipper of the Holy Spirit Sect.

Six years have passed, Feng Ling has become a ninety-seven-level Super Douluo, and Zhang Peng is still at ninety-five level, he was injured too badly by Moon back then, and his injuries have not completely healed until now.

The Ice Emperor did not stop, the ice pick in his hand seemed to merge with her, and a layer of protective ice crystals under the ice-like skin was quietly covered.

The Ice Emperor's Claw and the Ice Emperor's Wrath are used together, making her melee abilities reach a terrifying level.

Feng Ling's gray-blue flames couldn't break her defenses at all, and the power of the Extreme Ice was brought into full play by the Ice Emperor, so that Feng Ling couldn't raise her head.

The gray-blue and turquoise figures staggered and swayed, so fast that Xu Lanqing couldn't see clearly, and only heard a continuous roar echoing through the space.

The two women fought dozens of times in the narrow corridor, and the simple and clean corridor was as devastated as if it had been run over by a steamroller back and forth.

It can be seen that the two of them are very restrained, Feng Ling did not use the martial soul true body, and the Ice Emperor did not show his body.

The soul power was compressed and condensed by them and released in their hands, and when they collided with each other, they dissipated and became invisible.

They are like dancing an elegant and noble dance, and the ice and fire between their bodies bring visual enjoyment.

But every time the two collide, the spatial fluctuations generated by the collision cut the corridor like a blade, and there was a deadly danger all the time, and the slightest carelessness would be a complete loss, and the battle between the masters often depended on an instant.

The other party didn't dare to make too much trouble, and it would not end well afterwards, while the Ice Emperor didn't want to cause too much loss and make it difficult for Xu Lanqing.

Otherwise, the two sides may be able to directly lift off the entire hotel in the moment of hand-to-hand combat.

But even then, the corridor was crumbling, the ravine-filled walls creaking with an overwhelming sound, and the ceiling was constantly falling with dust and stones.

In the end, even the entire Ming Yue Hotel shook in a mournful roar, and once the sixty or seventy-meter-high building collapsed in the center of the city with many people, the casualties and losses would be unimaginable.

A piercing siren sounded, piercing the sky.

The people outside were already screaming and fleeing, and they could faintly see that the city guards patrolling nearby were already rushing over.

It won't take a few minutes to take Fengling, and even Xu Lanqing, who can't see the figures of the two women clearly, can see that the battle situation has been one-sided from the beginning.

The frost had already occupied three-quarters of the corridor, eroding at a speed visible to the naked eye, only Feng Ling's side still had the beating gray-blue flames stubbornly holding on, but the range was getting smaller and smaller.

And the battle in the room has already started, but the situation is a little not optimistic.

Shangguan Wei'er looked at the black-robed old man who was confronting him with a expression, which was very ugly.

The opponent's level ninety-five strength almost made her flee the scene on the spot.

But when he glanced at the Ice Emperor, he stubbornly suppressed his steps to escape, and stopped Zhang Peng hard.

She doesn't want to die, but if she escapes now, she will be caught in the future, and the end will probably be worse than death.

She is the same as the Ice Emperor's one-sided battlefield, but the position is reversed.

Although like other ninth-level soul masters in the Sun and Moon Empire, her title Douluo was completely piled up by medicine.

But she still has a lot of experience in using soul guides to fight, she has no background, she kills all the way up from the bottom, if she doesn't have a skill, she will definitely be gnawed to the bone.

The left and right sources are upper-level games, which does not mean that her force has fallen.

In this world, the strong will always be respected, and without strength, they are not even qualified to negotiate.

If she met other ninth-level soul masters, she was confident that she would not lose, but what she met today was Zhang Peng, or a weird and evil evil soul master, and she was almost gone in front of her.

Fortunately, she has money, what does the soul master's battle see?

The first is strength, but when strength can't be crushed, it's time to compete for soul guides.

Shangguan Wei'er is the leader of the Ordinary Alliance, and almost all of the most profitable industries have her shadow, and for safety, she will naturally be equipped with all kinds of defensive soul guides on her body.

One by one, the soul guide soul covers lit up, some disposable and some pre-charged, which were even harder than a turtle shell.

Zhang Peng, who was attacking like a wild bombardment, frowned, and he turned his eyes to look at Xu Lanqing, who was confronting the burgundy wavy long-haired girl on the other side.

Since you can't take Shangguan Wei'er, then take down Xu Lanqing.

The scene was chaotic, Feng Ling couldn't support it, for a long time, he didn't care about what the consequences of this idea would be, as long as he took Xu Lanqing, at least he could threaten the Ice Emperor with this, so that they could retreat safely.

As for the rest of the matter, we will talk about it after the retreat.

Just do it when he thinks of it, Zhang Peng immediately gave up Shangguan Wei'er, who couldn't break the defense, and turned around to go to Xu Lanqing's side.

Seeing this, Shangguan Wei'er's eyes flickered, struggling and hesitating, should she stop Zhang Peng?

She can rely on the defensive soul guide now for the time being, but if she takes the initiative to stop it, she has to use the defensive soul guide less, otherwise the other party can completely bypass her.

And this means that she may be in danger of death, and she has clearly felt the strength of Super Douluo just now.

Through several layers of soul guide shields, she felt like she was suffocating, as if she was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and her heart was beating slowly and heavily.

The destructive power of terror is either dead or crippled as long as it is rubbed.

She watched Zhang Peng grasp it with his right hand and took it at the right side of Xu Lanqing's back.

……

Xu Lanqing held the handle of the dragon slaying knife in his right hand, and looked solemnly at the woman in the crimson long skirt with a hot figure and a youthful atmosphere.

He felt the pressure from the other person, and among his peers, the other person was the first to put pressure on him.

It's not the same age, the other party is four or five years older than him.

The blood in his body was flowing at an accelerated pace, his soul power was boiling and rushing like a river and a sea, and the fine golden dragon scales grew densely from under the skin, tightly clasping on top of Xu Lanqing's skin.

There was no report of his life, and there was no link to speak cruelly in front of the station, Xu Lan's clear golden dragon eyes stared at each other.

Ma Xiaotao's indifferent red eyes without the slightest emotion looked at Xu Lanqing.

She raised her palm, and a black inky flame "poofed" out, and it was evil, surrounding her.

The same pitch-black soul rings appeared one after another, one, two......

Six black soul rings emerged.

A dark phoenix phantom flashed behind her.

……