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On the road from the Snow Ice Temple to the Sword Domain, covered with ice and snow, on the ice and snow, a woman with the posture of a captivating city and the appearance of a falling goose staggered forward with another group of light gauze women in a hurry, looking back behind her from time to time, her face was anger, pain, and hatred...... The ice and snow are long, on this endless flat snowfield, one by one whirlpools roll snowflakes, gently drifting, the low wind whistle, in the ears of the women, but it is everywhere, there is no more terrible sound. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ao Hanyan's face was covered with lightness, his heart was full of pain, and he looked around hesitantly, as if every place could be the incarnation of the Wind Clan, the massacre not long ago was still clearly in his mind...... "Master ......" Two lines of tears slipped from his bare eyes, and the majestic voice seemed to still echo in his mind: "Do you dare to disobey me? Go, go quickly......"

His eyes swept over the woman in his arms with a calm face and this serenity, with an invisible heart-warming power, Ao Hanyan didn't understand, why, Shizun would rather die by himself, but also let himself bring this woman out?

Why, so many seniors would fight for this woman, even though they knew that the ending would be like that...... Seeing countless seniors, the blood of the same sect was splashed in the sky, but he couldn't do anything, not even the enemy, so he could only lead a group of fellow sisters in a panic, and ran to the ...... that the master said at the end, "Yan'er, the master only has one last wish, I hope you can help the teacher...... Ahem...... and send her to the War Emperor of the War Clan...... Even if you die, you have to do it for your teacher...... , otherwise, if you are underground, you will not be cold!"

...... Master's stern voice seemed to still echo in his ears, but—"But, Master...... , can I still take her to the Knife Domain, and can I still complete your oblivion?...... ," Ao Hanyan muttered, his eyes were moist, looking at the tired and tired sisters around her, still sinking in the pain of annihilation, the humiliation of losing their teacher, looking back at the pursuers who didn't know where to hide in the wind, these were all pressed on her thin shoulders, making her feel heavier than she had ever been.

In his chest, a cold breath spread to his heart, which made Ao Hanyan's heart perk, and he cheered up, his white palm as beautiful jade stroked his chest, and he murmured in his heart: "This is our last glimmer of hope, Master, you must bless us!"

Snowy Cold Bead, Ao Hanyan originally thought that this was a foundation building treasure for all the women of the Ice Palace to practice the mental method, clear their hearts and concentrate, and there was no other use. But I didn't expect that it also has another name - Dingfeng Zhu!

Except for that person, all the Wind Clans that were close to a certain range of the Wind Bead were all split and died! It was this snow bead that made Ao Hanyan rush out of the encirclement of the Wind Clan with the last batch of disciples of the Ice Palace, but unfortunately, the effective range of the Wind Bead was not too wide, and the deeper the cultivation of the Wind Demon World, the less influence the Wind Bead had on it, and when it reached the realm of the Wind Venerable, the role of the Wind Bead was almost negligible.

"If you want me to spare your life, hand over the war concubine to me! you can't run......" A cold voice was like a ghost, with the sound of the wind whistling around, the position of the sound changed, the voice was high and low, it was the wind clan wind general who chased all the way.

Yes!

A burst of exclamations came from his ears, and on the faces of his fellow sisters, Ao Hanyan saw a burst of fear—the Wind Clan's methods were too brutal.

"Even if we die, we will be subservient to you!" a woman from the Ice Temple suddenly roared with extreme hatred.

Laugh at!

A sharp wind swept under the neck of the Ice Hall disciple, the woman's eyes suddenly widened, and the white jade-like hands tightly caressed the slender and delicate neck, and at both ends of the hands, a thin blood mark suddenly emerged from under the skin, and then, a large amount of blood gushed out from between the woman's hands...... Burst!

In the eyes of all the fellow sisters, the woman's body slowly, slowly lying to the ground...... "Ruomeng......" The women screamed angrily, pounced, Ao Hanyan closed her eyes in pain, but her face was indifferent, at this moment, anyone can be weak, but she can't ...... "Don't think that the wind bead is in hand, this seat has no way to take you, although this seat can't bear you, but your fellow junior sister, it is still difficult to defeat this seat!" The wind sent a cold voice from the void again.

"To pay or not to pay, it's all up to you, saint, whether the lives of all the junior sisters are important, or the lives of an unrelated woman, you think about it yourself!"

Ao Hanyan's chest rose and fell sharply, and his lips were tightly pursed.

"Give me the woman in your bosom, and ...... Do you want them all to die?" After waiting for a long time, Ao Hanyan still pursed his lips tightly, and the wind general seemed to be impatient, and finally said sharply, his voice revealing a murderous aura.

"She's dead, because of your stupid decision!" Another sharp wind broke through the air and shot straight at a row of Ice Temple women who were close together, and by the time they found it, the sharp wind had already pressed under the neck of the Ice Temple women in front.

"Don't blame these women for your own bloodthirsty killing," an indifferent voice came from the void, and almost at the same time, the sharp wind that shot out suddenly snapped and sank into another empty void.

Countless points of light appeared out of thin air in the void not far from the Ao Han Yan, and those points of light were reorganized in a disorder that was incomprehensible to ordinary people according to a certain law, and in the blink of an eye, the figure of Fengyun Wuji had condensed and formed.

"Who are you?How can I be the Wind Demon Body of the Wind Clan?!! "The Wind General came from all around with a shocked voice, this kind of ability to gather and disperse at will, only the high-level of the Wind Clan can, but this form of Wind Clan seems to be different from that of the Wind Clan!

"Wind Demon Body ?......" Fengyun Wuji said with a shocked face, and when the wind general said this, Fengyun Wuji suddenly found that this sudden appearance of the ability seemed to be somewhat similar to the wind body of the Wind Clan!

This state of trance did not last long, Feng Yun Wuji temporarily put down the in-depth investigation of this matter, his eyes swept over the corpse on the ground, and then fixed on Ao Hanyan's face, Feng Yun Wuji finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Cold Smoke Holy Maiden, you don't have to worry, this person, I will deal with it!" Fengyun Wuji said indifferently, his voice was not very high, but it had an invisible calming power.

At the moment when Fengyun Wuji appeared, Ao Hanyan was surprised, almost unable to believe his eyes, and at the same time, after a long period of pressure, his body and mind suddenly felt extremely empty and tired.

Thinking of Shizun's stern voice, Ao Hanyan cheered up, nodded slightly, and said in a calm and indifferent tone: "Thank you!"

A look of doubt quickly passed through Feng Yunwuji's eyes, and he clearly knew that the woman in front of him, who had communicated with him several times, seemed to have an unknown burden in her heart, which made her suppress her own surname.

"No matter who you are, this is our Wind Clan's internal affairs, you'd better not interfere!" Wind General's voice revealed obvious hostility, penetrating into the ears of the two.

Fengyun Wuji snorted slightly when he heard this, and then his eyes closed and opened like lightning, and when he opened them again, he had already turned quickly to a place in the void, and a pair of eyes emitted a blazing light.

"How can it be ?!!" At the end of Fengyun Wuji's gaze, the wind that blended into the natural atmosphere of the void shook his heart, and a sense of danger that a frog was stared at by a snake came to his heart, he didn't believe that Fengyun Wuji could find his own essence so easily.

The place where his mind moved, he had already merged into another atmosphere, but almost at the same time, Feng Yun Wuji's cold gaze followed him, and at the same time turned to the direction he was dodging.

Once, twice, after several degrees, Fengyun Wuji finally spoke: "Haven't you been bored yet?"

Fengyun Wuji's right robe danced, his palm grabbed towards the void, and a sound like gold and iron rubbing came, and the void around Fengyun Wuji showed scratches, and under the scratches, a whole piece of space broke away from the surrounding void, and did not go towards Fengyun Wuji's palm!

Phew!

A sharp roar rang out, and extremely thin sharp winds burst out from that space in all directions, and fierce winds broke through the space and burst into the surrounding void.

Hum!

Fengyun Wuji snorted coldly, the tightened five fingers suddenly loosened, and with a push, the detached space dispersed, and his right hand was held in the void, and a narrow invisible black shadow long sword was already held in his hand...... A narrow black arc shadow crossed the void, and when it crossed, it was when a wisp of wind surged under the sword mark, and a strange cry came, and the wisp of wind suddenly accelerated, and by a fraction of a millimeter, it passed under the sword mark cut out by the shadow long sword, and the wind surged from all sides, converging at one point, and the wind suddenly appeared, and a man in white who knelt on the ground suddenly appeared.

The wide robe was evenly spread across the ground around him, and his astonishingly long white hair was stretched straight and evenly spread across the snow-white robe.

This man who appeared out of thin air must undoubtedly be the wind general, the strange makeup is very different from the wind clan in Fengyun Wuji's impression, the long white hair is longer and more than the Qin Demon, from the direction of Fengyun Wuji, it is impossible to see the appearance of this man clearly, the snow-white long hair, completely covering his face.

The sound of the robe shaking came into the ears, and the robe scattered within a radius of one zhang shook like a wave, and a trace of silk passed up from the edge, and under the robe, the body of the man in white slowly stood up!

Choke!

Two narrow and shiny blades less than two fingers wide and more than a zhang long suddenly pulled out from under the snow-white long hair of the man in white...... Click, under the robe, the man's hands staggered, two long blades were connected together, the body suddenly turned around, a handsome and somewhat evil white face reflected in the pupils of the wind and clouds, this face, even if the woman saw it, she would be jealous...... "This sword, the name of the wind!" Feng Jiang slowly stood up, holding the center of the two knife tips with both hands, and the evil path ......

(To be continued)