It should be said that they underestimated the Po Suo Xue who fused with the Nether Fire.

The sword that Lin Qinghan slashed out was easily taken by Po Suxue, and the sword that followed by Sang Luo was the same.

Then the full force of the two of them only forced Po Suxue back two steps.

But to make matters worse, Po Suo Xue noticed Sang Luo.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she licked the corners of her lower lip greedily,

"Divine Phoenix Fire, today is really good luck, I was able to meet Lin Qinghan, who was born with a sword bone, and the contract master of Divine Phoenix Fire."

If she can devour the girl in front of her, it is not impossible for her to enter the god of transformation!

If so, why is she afraid of those old things of the Seven Sects outside?

“………”

Sang Luo made a move with Po Suxue, and knew that she was not her opponent, not a sword move, but the difference between the spiritual strength of Jin Dan and Yuan Ying!

If she can get married, Po Suxue is not her opponent.

But at this moment, the spiritual power is almost something, which seriously limits the power of the sword technique.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the volcano not far away, and a thought suddenly popped up in her heart, if she used the reversal method of the ancestor to mobilize the external aura, could she give it a try?

At this thought, Po Suo Xue had already killed her, but was stopped by the six-winged moire tiger.

But the six-winged moire tiger didn't make a few moves with her, and was swept out.

This kind of cross-level battle is very disadvantageous for the beast.

Ji Qingfeng summoned the Shaoyang Sword he carried with him and connected it, this was the first time Sang Luo saw him draw a sword.

It's a bit magical, Ji Qingfeng is a natural earth spirit root, but for some reason, Sang Luo found a trace of light in his swordsmanship.

Not only did Sang Luo see this, but Lin Qinghan also squinted slightly,

"Is this the subtlety of Dao Sword Dual Cultivation?"

Sang Luo paused for a moment and said in a deep voice,

"No, it should be a special cultivation technique, just like your spiritual power is getting stronger and stronger in battle."

She said, looking at Lin Qinghan,

"I'll give you time."

His exercises and physique are getting stronger and stronger, but if he is seconds at the beginning, then he will not have to play.

Lin Qinghan listened to his head,

"Okay."

Sang Luo once again headed towards the snow, only this time, she secretly reversed the technique of reversal.

She has always remembered it, and she has never studied the trick that Chu Yanshu showed her that day, but she has always remembered it in her mind.

Try the trick with this snow, just right!

Thinking of this, the corners of Sang Luo's lips were dyed with a flamboyant smile, to be honest, she liked this feeling of cross-step battle very much!

Lin Qinghan also raised his sword to join the battle, and the four of them fought together, and the spiritual power of Po Suxue was strong, but he couldn't stand the crowd.

Moreover, although these disciples are not in the realm, they have a deeper foundation than the other, their swordsmanship is subtle, and their cooperation is excellent.

Lin Qinghan was beaten out, Sang Luo immediately made up for it, and Sang Luo was beaten out, Ji Qingfeng followed suit, Ji Qingfeng was beaten out, Lin Qinghan continued to play, plus Bai Ze made some small moves from time to time outside the bureau, and there was really a sense of powerlessness that ants bite the elephant to death.

Po Sua Xue was very disgusted with this feeling, and first a long whip swayed towards Ji Qingfeng, but it hit Bai Ze, hitting the young man straight towards the magma under the cliff.

The six-winged moire tiger let out a whining sound and ran in the direction of the cliff.

Sang Luo and several people couldn't reach it, but fortunately, at this time, Zhang Jianting opened his eyes and fished Bai Ze back from under the cliff, but because of his reckless aura, he was counterattacked, and a touch of sweetness gushed out of his throat, and he spit out a mouthful of blood directly.

Zhang Jianting wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at several people,

"He's fine, you go on."

The fourth more ~

Good night~