Liang Jingyu, who used the essence blood of his whole body to pull the heavenly thunder, was like a god at this time. ▲∴

The dragon-like stout Heavenly Thunder was straightened by him, and the entire mountain top was shrouded in the purple-blue light of the Heavenly Thunder, reflecting every face.

Zhao Yingze's face is a little distorted, not in the country and the city, charming and enchanting.

Because this knife carries the power of heaven and earth, it has already made her feel the fear deep in her heart.

This fear showed that the knife was enough to split her in two, enough to make her die completely.

She just didn't understand why Liang Jingyu was able to lead the Heavenly Thunder Dance Long Knife, the power of the Heavenly Thunder was definitely not something that humans could bear, even if he had the Heavenly Thunder Divine Power.

But Liang Jingyu had already done it, she was shrouded in that thunder and lightning, and it seemed that she couldn't dodge this knife for a short time.

So, she made the most correct decision at this moment.

With one hand, she pulled the terrifying demon hand of Ying Long beside her, and then shook it fiercely, Ying Long's already stiff huge body flew up, and a shadow enveloped her, covering the sky thunder above her head!

No one would have thought of this happening.

Ying Long's huge body pierced through the wind and snow, like an arrow from the string, heading straight for Liang Jingyu.

Liang Jingyu ignored Ying Long, his eyes were no longer able to see at this time, but he just followed his feelings and slashed down the knife.

The tip of the knife pierced the air, and the thunderbolt was thrown into the top of the mountain.

In an instant, the wind and snow in the sky turned into nothingness, and Ying Long's body turned into a huge black object in the thunder, and before he even had time to scream, and before a wisp of black smoke could emit out, his body shrank sharply, as if he had disappeared into the air.

But everyone knew that Ying Long had not disappeared.

When the heavenly thunder bombarded the cliff with Zhao Yingze as the center, several black hairs like steel needles fluttered in the air and fell into the snow, proving that Ying Long was dead!

"Boom!" a deafening loud bang resounded through the iceberg.

The body of the iceberg began to shake violently, and countless black gas smoke rose in the air, as if it was about to return to the dark clouds that obscured the crescent moon.

Lin Fan woke up under this shaking.

He saw Liang Jingyu falling in the sky.

At this time, Liang Jingyu no longer had any strands of fabric on his body, but the all-purple arc covered his whole body.

Liang Jingyu's head naturally hung back, and there was still a trace of brilliance in his eyes, but presumably this glimmer of brilliance would soon disappear, and he might die.

Lin Fan gritted his teeth, hoping that Liang Jingyu's blow could completely kill the demon fox.

But when the tremor on the top of the mountain ended, a dark shadow slowly rose from the collapsed blackened cliff.

The embarrassed Zhao Yingze resisted Liang Jingyu's knife, of course, she was able to resist this knife seven times out of ten because of Ying Long, who turned into powder and dissipated into the sky.

But it doesn't matter, Ying Long was originally a fool, and he was originally a guard who was to cooperate with her and send her to death at a critical moment.

Therefore, Ying Long's death is very valuable and deserved.

Next, she will reap the lives of everyone on the cliff, but the first action is to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Stretching out her slender hand, she smeared her blackened jaw, and the green on her face became the only bright color in the cliff.

Starlight shone through the black smoke, revealing her perfectly seductive curves, only to be quickly replaced by countless white hairs peeking out of her pores.

Her coquettish face, which was a little blackened by the thunderstorm, was no longer coquettish, the tip of her nose kept bulging, and her fangs grew out of her lips.

Liang Jingyu, who fell in the snow, looked up with difficulty to see this scene, and then smashed his head heavily in the snow, squeezed out the last trace of strength in his body, and shouted: "Lin Fan!"

After a pause, he said in a weakened voice, "Take two steps." ”

Then he completely lost all consciousness, even breathing.

Lin Fan's eyes were red, he didn't know if Liang Jingyu was dead, he didn't even have the ability to be sure now, but he knew that Liang Jingyu told him to get up and tell him to fight!

So he closed his eyes tightly and frantically mobilized and suppressed the power of ice and fire in his body.

He wants to fight!

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The waning moon poked its head out of nowhere, and the snowstorm returned to the top of the mountain.

Zhao Yingze, bathed in the moonlight, has shown a true demon body, and is no longer the charming-looking girl, but a fierce beast.

However, in Ye Ningshuang's eyes, it didn't matter, because she really wanted to kill this demon, so even if the vitality in her body was close to exhaustion, she still held the blade of the Huacai Sword.

It was still the same hand, and the wound that had just healed was bleeding again.

The blood beads were very bright on the scorched black cliff, just like the green on Zhao Yingze's face.

Yang Qian and Xie Wanzhi instantly understood what Ye Ningshuang was going to do, and the hammer-like sword was too impressive for them.

They naturally understood what they were going to do, they needed to delay Zhao Yingze's footsteps and give Ye Ningshuang enough time.

It's just that Zhao Yingze, who was hit hard at this time, still has the previous playful mentality, which will give them half a chance.

Her demon body shook lightly in place, turning into an afterimage in the eyes of Yang Qian and Xie Wanzhi, but this was not the end, when the afterimage appeared in the pupils of the two, the two forgot the idea of wanting to cover Ye Ningshuang's sword, and became thoughtless.

Then Zhao Yingze came behind Ye Ningshuang, and her fox tail shook fiercely and hit Ye Ningshuang's back.

Ye Ningshuang was hit hard, and the colorful sword in his hand flew up, and before he could spurt out a mouthful of blood, he fell on the cliff floor, plowing all the way out of the ravine to the bottom of the cedar.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yingze came to her junior brother Yang Qian, her slender jade hands had turned into sharp claws at this time, piercing Yang Qian's shoulders, and when there was no blood bursting out of the wound, she hit her with a knee.

An extremely crisp cracking sound sounded, and Yang Qian's body took off into the air and hit Xie Wanzhi accurately.

Xie Wanzhi only regained consciousness at this time, and the sudden impact made her instantly dizzy, and her body flew flat to the bottom, about to fly over the top of the mountain into the endless abyss.

But at this moment, Lin Fan opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to grab Xie Wanzhi.

Xie Wanzhi's body slammed into the ground, and snowflakes splashed on Lin Fan's face.

Zhao Yingze seemed to make the battle situation extremely clear in an instant, but at this moment, Lin Fan grabbed Xie Wanzhi's hand, but it seemed to announce that everything was not over.

After pulling Xie Wan back, Lin Fan let go of his hand, his body stood up slightly stiffly under the wind and snow, and he didn't draw his sword, but just came to Ye Ningshuang, who was lying in the snow and the corners of his mouth were red with snow.

Ye Ningshuang didn't see Lin Fan, at this time she closed her eyes tightly, the impact from the demon fox's tail seemed to shatter her spine, and her face was full of pain.

The moment he saw Ye Ningshuang's painful appearance, the flames in the center of the forest suddenly rose up.

No one knew what level of anger Lin Fan's heart had reached at this time, but there were still people under the consciousness cedar who felt that Lin Fan's figure was extremely tall at this time.

Lin Fan looked at Zhao Yingze with a pale face, trembling lips, but said to Ye Ningshuang: "Master, you rest." ”

Then he strode towards Zhao Yingze, and every time he stepped into the snow, an extremely deep footprint appeared.

The moonlight reflected on Lin Fan's cheeks, Lin Fan's expression seemed to be scared to the extreme, but his extraordinarily firm steps were not, it seemed that after every step, Lin Fan was a little stronger.

Zhao Yingze saw Lin Fan and didn't intend to give any chance, her tail lightly touched the snow and turned into a streamer, intending to knock Lin Fan down and wipe out everyone's lives.

Yang Qian and Xie Wanzhi saw this scene at the same time, they should have been worried about Lin Fan, but for some reason, Lin Fan made them feel extremely down-to-earth at this time.

Liang Jingyu was still lying motionless in the snow as if she was dead, while Ye Ningshuang heard Lin Fan's words, opened her eyes, and saw the extremely familiar back.

Lin Fan raised his hand at this time, his mouth opened, his eyes looked straight ahead, and countless frosts condensed in an instant.

The frost appeared extremely abruptly, mixed with snowflakes all over the sky, but it made people feel that the unprecedented whiter in front of Lin Fan's eyes was a little whiter, and that's it.

But walking in it, Zhao Yingze felt that his body was suddenly a little stiff.

It was also at this moment that she was stunned to find that it seemed that Lin Fan's understanding of cold ice was even higher than Ye Ningshuang's.

Lin Fan, who melted the dragon marrow and swallowed the dragon spirit, now has a very high understanding of the ice supernatural power, because it is high, so Zhao Yingze is frozen.

The demon fox's body gradually slowed down in the tunnel of frost in front of her, but she was fast when she started, and she still came to Lin Fan's eyes quickly, but she didn't have time to wave her furry tail and shatter the moonlight and Lin Fan together.

On the contrary, Lin Fan's rough right hand came to her neck, and the tiger's mouth was together, and the suffocation sensation instantly made the demon fox Zhao Yingze's consciousness scattered.

The reason for the dissipation of consciousness was naturally not because Lin Fan choked her neck hard, but because a burning sensation rose in her body, which seemed to burn up all consciousness.

She was shocked to find that the aura in her body had evaporated, all the blood had disappeared, and she had become weak and weak.

Lin Fan didn't care about Zhao Yingze's feelings, the anger in his heart continued to pass to Zhao Yingze's heart, and at the same time, his footsteps did not stop, the arm that grabbed Zhao Yingze's neck began to rise, and the demon fox body he held high walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

This picture was too shocking in the eyes of the three people who were seriously injured at this time.

No one, not even Ye Ningshuang, would have expected that after Lin Fan regained his ability to act, this battle would be so simple.

They just watched Lin Fan step by step step in the deep footprints, followed by the moonlight to the cliff.

The wind blew Lin Fan's hair, and his hair seemed to be extraordinarily hot, fluttering in the wind and snow, turning countless snowflakes into water stains, making the picture hazy.

Zhao Yingze, who was held high, struggled in this hazy picture, and the waning moon and the snowstorm behind her became the set.

Lin Fan's five finger joints turned white, looking at the fox face in front of him with disgust, without a trace of hesitation, from the fact that the serious injury of the Xuanfrost Ice Dragon was ten thousand years old, only a wisp of remnant soul flame was completely ignited from Zhao Yingze's body.

His tiger's mouth was clenched suddenly, his palm was clenched in the shape of a fist, a flame suddenly burned, and it was extinguished in an instant, and Zhao Yingze had disappeared.

Lin Fan turned around, shook his hand, and threw out countless granular ashes.

Under the waning moon, in the snowstorm.

He crumpled the fox demon into ashes!