In the sky, Leng Aoshuang was wearing a white dress, and her face was as cold as an iceberg.

She wore a long ponytail behind her back and was surrounded by white ice crystals, walking through the air like an ice fairy.

With each step, a layer of shaved ice condensed under her feet, allowing her to walk through the air as if she were walking on the ground.

This female realm has reached the ninefold peak of the Lingwu Realm, although she is only one foot away from the Xuanwu Realm, but the sword intent she exudes is actually better than that Xuanwu Realm elder.

Not only did the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have extra respect for her, but even the elder owed her a slight debt.

Leng Aoshuang was condescending, looking at Mu Fan's eyes and couldn't hide his disgust.

The snowy long sword in his hand flung towards Mu Fan in the air, and the sword qi of the wild attack rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge ice sword more than ten zhang long, and crashed into Mu Fan with a shocking impact.

Before the sword qi arrived, the earth around Mu Fan had been blown out of the deep pits like waves by the qi waves.

Mu Fan was anxious about his sister's safety, and in the face of the blocking of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he was already angry, and he raised his fist to the sky, and he had already used the fifty overlapping strength of the Thousand Mountains and Waves.

The next second, the two sides collided in mid-air.

The huge ice sword could not withstand the domineering force of fifty overlapping strengths, and there were bursts of piercing creaks from the inside of the ice sword, which quickly disintegrated from the outside to the inside in an instant, turning into powdery shaved ice and falling in all directions.

The ice sword collapsed, but Mu Fan's fist power did not weaken, breaking through the ice sword body, and advancing all the way, approaching Leng Aoshuang.

"Drink, this cheap slave has so much strength that he can actually shatter Senior Sister Aoshuang's ice sword!"

"It's just that he has a lot of strength, compared to Senior Sister Aoshuang's sword move of 'condensing qi into ice', his attack has no skill at all, and he doesn't deserve to lift shoes for Senior Sister Aoshuang!"

"Our Senior Sister Aoshuang is a rare pride girl in the sky for a thousand years, comparing this kind of cheap slave with Senior Sister Aoshuang is simply an insult to Senior Sister Aoshuang! I can't see three moves, that cheap slave will definitely die! ”

Mu Fan broke through Leng Aoshuang's sword move, obviously gaining the upper hand, but the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect showed a disdainful expression with their nostrils facing the sky, and instead boasted about Leng Aoshuang, who was inferior in skills.

The other people's compliments didn't have any effect on Leng Aoshuang, and she couldn't see any change in her cold expression.

Staring coldly at the fist power that flew into the sky, Leng Aoshuang's sword hand frost and snow flew, and between the movement of the vitality, a blizzard actually blew on his palm.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

Leng Aoshuang unsheathed his sword and slashed three times in an instant.

Seeing that the fist power in front of him was suddenly full of cracks, and in less than an instant, it exploded, and the huge fist shadow was torn apart, turning into countless fragments and staggering past Leng Aoshuang.

"Senior Sister Aoshuang is good at swordsmanship, and she can ...... as soon as she makes a move Wait, wait...... Yes!!! ”

"His martial arts have not dissipated, run!"

Although she kept herself safe with this sword, there was a panicked wail beside her.

Although the fist that was originally cut by her was scattered, there was still a strong power in each fragment.

The strength of the fist was reduced to zero, and the attack range was larger, but the power was not weakened much.

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were watching only thought about how to slap Leng Aoshuang's ass, and they didn't think that Mu Fan's martial arts actually had such a strong vitality.

One by one, they were all caught off guard, and they were hit by the fists that spread out in all directions, and the eight people closest to them were blown to pieces on the spot.

The disciples who hid behind them escaped, but they were still beaten to the point that their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen and their bones were shattered.

Except for Leng Aoshuang and the elder, all the disciples were either dead or injured.

They could no longer control the flying sword, and fell to the ground one after another like dumplings, and several others were thrown to death.

"Dog! You are so despicable! It's obviously the two of you who are going head-to-head, why do you want to sneak attack an unrelated disciple! ”

When the elder saw that more than 20 disciples were suffering heavy casualties, he trembled with anger, glared at Mu Fan and jumped to his feet and scolded.

Obviously, they relied on the hands of the many people to move first, but now they are brazenly saying what "heads-up".

Besides, Mu Fan's martial arts are aimed at Leng Aoshuang, she doesn't have the ability to resolve them all, resulting in serious deaths and injuries among the onlookers, that is also her problem, how can she blame Mu Fan?

Of course, Mu Fan was in no mood to reason with them now.

He only stared at each other with eyes full of killing intent, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't talk so much nonsense, come if you want to kill me!" There are no outsiders here, and they won't laugh at you for bullying more and less, so let's come together! ”

Mu Fan's right hand was full of strength, and the terrifying fluctuations of vitality made the earth shake uneasy, and the stones on the ground collapsed like stranded live fish.

Shocking cracks spread from his feet, and the gravity around him seemed to be unbalanced, and countless rubbles flew upside down, frozen in weightlessness within fifty meters of him.

Although Su Mengqing is the master of Taibu Pavilion, she doesn't seem to have seen a life-and-death battle between martial artists.

The terrifying fluctuations released by Mu Fan frightened her into discoloration, like a frightened little white rabbit, trembling and curling up in Mu Fan's arms.

At this moment, the heavenly ruler in her hand suddenly appeared with a spiritual light the size of a grain of rice.

Su Mengqing, who had been silent, suddenly exclaimed in a panic: "Mu Gongzi, there is an abnormal spatial fluctuation on your sister's side, and the ultra-long-distance teleportation array may be about to be activated!" They're going to take your sister away! ”

Mu Fan's pupils shrank when he heard this, he didn't have time to delay here now.

Without thinking too much, he directly transferred the power of the condensed fist to the soles of his feet in an instant, and flew up with one turn and step, blasting the ground into a huge deep pit.

The figure was like a sharp arrow, rushing out hundreds of meters away in one go.

"Want to run? Did you run? ”

Leng Aoshuang and the elder were stunned when they saw this, as if they didn't expect Mu Fan to avoid the battle and flee.

After a moment of astonishment, the elder took the lead in pursuit.

In the Xuanwu Realm, he was extremely fast, and in the moment of exhalation and inhalation, he appeared less than a zhang behind Mu Fan.

"Bastard, there is no sword idiot to help you out of the siege this time! Suffer death! ”

The elder didn't care who the person in Mu Fan's arms was, and released the mysterious power in his palm to condense a sharp sword qi, pointing directly at the empty door behind Mu Fan.

Looking at its posture, it seems that he wants to stab Mu Fan and the two to death together.

"Huh? Flying Sword! ”

At the moment when he made a move, Mu Fan suddenly caught a glimpse of the flying sword under the opponent's feet.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and he said in surprise: "The guy in the Spirit Realm can't fly at all, and that group of miscellaneous fish can fly with a sword, it must be a flying formation in the sword!" ”

If you can grab a flying sword, wouldn't it be faster than running?

Call!!!

As soon as his mind turned, Mu Fan turned his head and took a big mouth, and the blazing Dan Fire that distorted the scenery blurted out, turning into a wall of fire and blasting behind him.

"Natal Pill Fire! Worst! ”

The elder saw that Mu Fan had been using brute force to fight, and he almost forgot that Mu Fan was actually an alchemist.

Seeing the Dan fire coming to his face, he panicked, hurriedly accepted it, and raised his arm to block.

Who knew that he blocked the oncoming Danhuo, but he didn't guard against the flying sword under his feet, and the simple-shaped spirit sword was grabbed by Mu Fan and directly grabbed it in his hand.

The elder's feet were empty, and one of them stumbled to the ground, rolling seven or eight times.

When he opened his eyes in embarrassment, he saw Mu Fan holding his sword, his eyes closed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Swish!

Before he could figure out what Mu Fan was going to do, his mind suddenly sank, as if someone had punched him in the head.

He covered his head in pain, stared in horror at Mu Fan, who was stepping on the flying sword and slowly rising into the air, and stammered: "How is it possible! In an instant, in just a moment, my spiritual imprint was erased! ”

You must know that he is an elder of the Xuanwu Realm, how could the spiritual imprint he set up be easily broken by a miscellaneous fish in the Spirit Realm?

In an instant, it really only took less than a blink of an eye for the spiritual imprint of his Xuanwu Realm elder to be erased!

An exclusive saber that no one can perfectly control except him, so easily changed his name and surname, and became a toy for a mere slave?

The elder looked at Mu Fan's distant back with a petrified expression, and even forgot to chase after him.

Just when he was stunned, Leng Aoshuang on his head didn't say a word, and raised his sword light and chased straight forward......