Ling Xiao was like a hungry tiger pounced, and once again, rushed to Xu Santong!

"Body ......"

Xu Santong spoke with hatred and anger, didn't care about anything else, and retreated quickly.

He wouldn't dare withstand a frontal attack from a Forging Monk!

Especially this person, he is still a body forging cultivator with eight levels of qi refining!

At the same time, two white shadows rushed after him, and their fists flew up, attacking Ling Xiao's back!

But Ling Xiao finally seized the opportunity again, how could he let it go easily, and suddenly stepped on the startled steps, like a gangrene attached to the bone, sticking to Xu Santong's figure.

The jade embroidery knife, beating with a cold light, exudes a frightening cold light in the early morning of winter.

So there was an extremely strange scene on the field.

Xu Santong retreated sharply, Ling Xiao chased and killed desperately, and the white shadow chased Ling Xiao again, and the three parties were like eagles catching chickens, flashing and moving on the field, and their bodies were faster than lightning, which was dizzying!

Zhao Bingyan sat paralyzed on the ground, finally came back to his senses at this moment, and couldn't help but turn pale when he saw this scene.

Shicai's bamboo-like attack and defense between plum blossoms has made her dizzy, and now she is even more shocked to see the three parties chasing endlessly.

"Almost......" Zhao Bingyan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

It stands to reason that Ling Xiao, who performed a startling step, had an explosion speed far above Xu Santong, but the two white shadows behind him chased after him, so that he had to turn around to meet the enemy, unable to pursue with all his strength.

The scene was at a stalemate.

But at this moment, Xu Santong's face was already extremely angry!

That's the fury that wanders in front of the ghost gate!

He could even feel the cold killing intent coming from the jade embroidery knife, and as long as he took a step to relax, the knife would lead him into the abyss of no return!

A monk at the peak of the ninefold peak of qi refining, unexpectedly, was forced into a desperate situation by a guy he had never looked down on?!

"Damn!"

Xu Santong was furious, and immediately shouted and slapped the storage bag!

Frostfall Sword, unsheathed!

This top-level magic weapon that shocked the Northern Liang Kingdom finally showed its edge today.

Ling Xiao knew it well, and immediately let out a clear whistle and patted the storage bag.

A silver talisman slipped out and was instantly activated!

Bang!

Above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds changed color, and the thunder that made the earth shake exploded in Xu Santong's ears!

Xu Santong's face changed again.

I almost forgot that this hateful guy in front of me is still a Fu Xiu!

How scary are thunderbolts?

Anyone who has seen the Xuanji of the Lao Yu War has left an indelible impression.

Xu Santong is even more so.

He didn't care about hacking Ling Xiao to death, the halberd pointed at a little frostfall sword, and the sword light rose against the trend and shot high into the air.

At the same time, Thunder completely descended into the world, mixing with the Frostfall Sword and not giving in to each other.

", is this a second-order talisman?!" Xu Santong gritted his teeth with hatred.

Can a first-order talisman carry a top-level magic weapon?

He didn't believe it!

But when it comes to talismans, why don't Xu Santong?

Immediately, he flipped his palm, and there was a white talisman in his hand, which was stimulated!

Titicaca......

In the air, frost suddenly condensed, and quickly spread towards Ling Xiao, as if it was about to freeze him on the spot.

Lao Yu's Frozen Charm!

is also a member of the Songshan Sword Sect, and it is not unusual for Xu Santong to receive this talisman!

"Die!"

Xu Santong roared wildly, his eyes splitting.

But what made his heart sink was that Ling Xiao's face was consistently calm and indifferent, and the eyes that looked at him were like looking at a corpse.

In this life-and-death battle, Ling Xiao's expression has never changed in the slightest.

Calm, calm to indifferent.

But it made the cold air behind Xu Santong at this moment.

Is this guy still human?

How can you be so calm?!

With this thought, he saw that Ling Xiao slapped the storage bag without hesitation, sacrificed more than a dozen talismans, and smashed his head and face!

Xu Santong's face froze.

Those dozen or so talismans, all of them were first-order high-level talismans, and the power mixed together destroyed the effect of the freezing talisman in an instant, and even rolled back, wanting to envelop him!

Once enveloped in it, death is assured.

Xu Santong was extremely sure of this, but fortunately, at this time, the Frostfall Sword in the sky finally shattered the thunder, and the fierce sound of breaking the sky struck, slamming in front of Xu Santong.

On the sword, a thousand miles of spiritual light bloomed, and the two swords slashed out lightly, shattering the remaining power of the talisman.

"Die!"

"Die!"

Xu Santong roared wildly, a little frostfall sword, and slashed at Ling Xiao's head!

In front of the top-level magic weapon, everything is an ant, no matter how strong your body is iron, you will never be able to resist the power of a sword!

However, in the face of this powerful sword, Ling Xiao only snorted coldly.

A dozen more talismans fluttered out, fearlessly facing Frostfall.

The power of the talisman erupts!

But when he saw the wind, mud, frost, and dungeon flickering together, he froze the Frostfall Sword on the spot in an instant!

It's all, a support talisman!

Xu Santong simply hated the group of Fu Xiu.

These cowards will never fight you head-on, they will always rely on some intrigues......

Before Xu Santong cursed Ling Xiao's ancestor for eighteen generations, he saw Ling Xiao pat the storage bag again.

No way......

Xu Santong's pupils shrank wildly.

In fact, as he expected, in Ling Xiao's hand, there were more than a dozen more talismans, and those calm eyes like a lake looked towards Xu Santong.

"It's time to finish."

Ling Xiao said coldly, before the words fell, the talisman was stimulated!

But seeing the colorful light and shadow rushing out, again, shrouded towards Xu Santong!

Again, the Auxiliary Talisman!

Ling Xiao's purpose was always to block Xu Santong's actions, and then, cut him down with one sword!

At the last moment, Xu Santong finally had no more hands, and in the long whistle, the mana that almost exceeded the limit seemed to come out like the Yellow River.

In an instant, Xu Santong's figure disappeared from the same place!

Instead, there was a white shadow!

Transposition!

At this moment, even Ling Xiao's face couldn't help but change, and he turned back suddenly, but saw that Xu Santong had already sacrificed his light, and rushed into the air without hesitation.

"Ling Xiao, I'm going to kill you!"

Xu Santong laughed wildly.

He finally pulled away.

And this distance will completely turn the situation on the field upside down!

Let this guy know how powerful the mana monk is!

In Xu Santong's mind, countless plans for torture and killing flashed in an instant.

Xu Santong hadn't decided which plan to use, and suddenly, a scene that made him furious appeared!

On the side, a frost sword light suddenly struck, and it slashed at him fiercely!

Zhao Bingyan!

"Slut!" Xu Santong was shocked and angry.

I regret that I didn't kill her just now!

Of course, this sword light can't hurt Xu Santong, but it can block Xu Santong's pace.

Sure enough, when Xu Santong solved this sword light, there was a voice behind him that made his soul rise.

"There is much help for the righteous, but little help for the unjust."

"Xu Santong, your life is dead."

Ling Xiao's extremely indifferent voice, with a hint of ethereal, was so far away in Xu Santong's ears.

White Shadow, trapped one.

The other one is already in the sleeve.

At this moment, Xu Santong is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Ling Xiao had no restraints, he was stunned and did his best, his figure was like a dragon, and the edge of the jade embroidery knife easily tore the throat of the opponent.

"No ......"

Xu Santong's abrupt screams pierced the cold sky in the early morning.

The first scattered cultivation in Linfeng City, the left protector of the Songshan Sword Sect, fell.