Immediately after, Senior Brother He, who was originally regarded as dead, suddenly moved.

His left hand, with only two fingers left, slammed into the snow, and the whole person sprang out like a poisonous snake baring its fangs at its prey, biting the one-eyed man's right ankle in one gulp.

It turned out that he had been pretending to be dead before, and only now did he choose to rebel.

But he is alone, and he is seriously injured and disabled, how can he turn a one-eyed man?

As a result, there was a rush of footsteps in front of him, and at the moment Senior Brother He made his move, Mo Hansheng had already begun to turn around and rush here.

The one-eyed man was shocked, when did the two secretly reach an agreement to join forces?

The answer is naturally when Senior Brother Mo Hansheng sorted out his "remains".

He knew that Senior Brother He must have hated the one-eyed man to the core, but he was not sure whether the other party was willing to help him.

But Mo Hansheng was willing to gamble, and the facts proved that he was right.

Time was pressing, and Mo Hansheng only said two words in Senior Brother He's ear - help me.

There were only two words, no clear plan, and no instructions, just a little chill left on the snow around Senior Brother He.

But he knew that Senior Brother He would definitely understand what he meant, and he would definitely make a move at the most opportune time, because this was his only chance to take revenge on the one-eyed man.

As he expected, just as the one-eyed man was about to step over Senior Brother He's face.

This person whose sea of qi was wasted and whose heart was like ashes suddenly burst out, and he used the last trace of true qi remaining in his meridians to perform the Wind Binding Technique.

The one-eyed man had one foot bound by spells, and the other foot was bitten by Senior Brother He, seeing that Mo Hansheng was approaching, he hurriedly urged his true qi to hide.

After a moment, the one-eyed man was stunned, his figure was still in place, and there was no sign of disappearing.

He glanced over and saw the blood in Senior Brother He's mouth flowing like a spring on his boots.

The concealment method of the magic weapon was broken by Senior Brother He's blood!

The one-eyed man was horrified in his heart, and kicked Senior Brother He away with a roar of rage, and the scimitar would take his life if it came out again.

Just as the knife was about to fall, Mo Hansheng had already rushed to Senior Brother He's side, and the ice blade in his hand was pointed directly at the one-eyed man's heart.

The one-eyed man knew that the situation was critical, and gave up killing Senior Brother He with a horizontal knife to block it.

With a heavy thud, the blades shattered, and the one-eyed man was knocked backwards by the force of the shock, but at this time, his left foot was still suspended in the air by the wind binding.

The one-eyed man leaned and fell, as if he had been suddenly seen behind him as he retreated

Stumbling.

He retreated sharply with his right leg, and stepped down heavily to try to stabilize his body, but suddenly felt as if he was being hindered by something, and then there was a piercing pain in the soles of his feet.

The one-eyed man looked down and saw a sharp ice pick appear below.

It was the cold qi that Mo Hansheng had hidden in the snow before, which was condensed into an ice pick and stabbed out at this moment.

The one-eyed man stepped on his feet, and the icicle pierced through the center of his foot, and came out through the instep of his foot, and his foot was firmly fixed.

At this time, Mo Hansheng had already jumped up, and a pair of ice blades condensed in his hand and slashed at him.

The one-eyed man was furious, and it was too late to force his right foot out of the icicle.

In a panic, he could only raise his knife to block again.

The black scimitar is worthy of being a high-grade magic weapon, and the two blades collided, and the ice blade broke again.

The two blades met for a moment, and the huge force of the shock pressed the one-eyed man's arm almost to break, and his waist couldn't stop bending.

He was holding his waist pole to resist this huge force, and his left foot suddenly lost its restraint, and the wind binding technique used by Senior Brother He was exhausted.

The one-eyed man's left foot, which was hanging in the air, instantly lost its focus, and his whole body began to lie down to the left.

Mo Hansheng saw the right time, stretched out his left hand to his waist, felt out a dexterous short sword, and shot it towards the one-eyed man's throat.

The one-eyed man brandished his scimitar to block, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a stiffness in his movements, and a thin layer of frost inexplicably condensed on the arm holding the knife.

With the help of the miasma, Mo Hansheng also chose to detonate the cold power attached to the one-eyed man at this time.

But the one-eyed man's cultivation is profound, and he is far from being comparable to the green woman trafficker that day.

This cold force can easily freeze the woman into an ice sculpture, but it can only stop the one-eyed man for a moment.

I saw a flash of white light on his body, and the true qi of the riot rushed straight to his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, the frost on his arm was dispelled.

It was a momentary delay, and the dagger failed to penetrate the one-eyed man's throat, but pierced his arm, a deep but not fatal one.

Seeing that the blow was unsuccessful, Mo Hansheng pressed forward step by step, and the five fingers of his left and right hands were clawed into claws, and they were tightly buckled on the black scimitar.

The one-eyed man was stunned, how sharp and domineering his scimitar was, how could this man dare to hold the blade with his bare hands?

He stared at Mo Hansheng's eyes, sneered in his heart, his left hand was attached to the back of the knife, and the true qi in his body surged straight into the scimitar.

Suddenly, a strange black flame rose up, spreading in an instant, tightly enveloping the entire scimitar.

The one-eyed man looked at Mo Hansheng with a sneer, but saw that there was no trace of pain on the other party's face.

But listening to the gurgling sound, Mo Hansheng's palm holding the blade of the knife was crystal clear, and at some point it was attached to a thick layer of ice, like a pair of ice gloves.

The black flames and the crystal ice were consuming each other, and no one could help anyone for a while.

In order to avoid the blade cutting into the palm of his hand, Mo Hansheng could only use ten fingers to clasp the edge of the scimitar, but such a posture of holding the knife was bound to disperse most of the power.

Fortunately, his strength was already above the other party, and the one-eyed man was hit by a sword in his arm, and it was difficult to do his best under the injury.

In this competition of strength, the one-eyed man was steadily suppressed by Mo Hansheng for a while.

Although the blade of the scimitar was extremely sharp, it was not allowed to advance for a while under the confinement of Mo Hansheng's crampons.

The one-eyed man's heart moved, and his left foot, which had lost its restraints, raised high and kicked Mo Hansheng's left shoulder.

A bright light flickered in front of Mo Hansheng's eyes, but he saw that a three-inch-long blade suddenly appeared on the tip of the tip of the one-eyed man's left foot kicking his left foot, and the left foot with the sharp blade slammed into Mo Hansheng's shoulder.

The one-eyed man was overjoyed in his heart, and he used enough strength to go up this foot, although he couldn't hit the opponent hard, at least he could make the opponent lose some strength.

He tried to push the scimitar with both hands, but he felt that Mo Hansheng's body was only trembling slightly, and there was no sign of instability.

He only felt as if there was an incomparably heavy mountain in front of him, and he did not move at all.

The one-eyed man was horrified, didn't the other party have already fallen into his plot, why could he still firmly suppress himself in strength?

He turned his head to look, only to see that Mo Hansheng's shoulder, at some point, also gave birth to a layer of ice, blocking all his attacks.

And at this moment when he was stunned, Mo Hansheng's left foot rushed out and stepped on his right ankle.

There was a sharp pain in the soles of the one-eyed man's feet, which tugged at his injuries, and the ice picks stuck in the bones of his feet were tearing at the wounds mercilessly.

The one-eyed man exhaled in pain, tears welled up in his eyes, and the hands holding the knife finally couldn't help but loosen slightly.

It was this moment of relaxation, and Mo Hansheng's hands occupied the complete initiative at this moment.

I saw his ice-covered claws slam hard, and the black scimitar flipped upward, and the sharp blade was aimed at the one-eyed man's throat.