"What a powerful sword, hum! I'm going to let you try the Ice Spirit Trick I've just practiced. ”

"Yang Chen" snorted coldly, the magic trick in his hand kept changing, and countless ice cubes floated around.

Dongfang Zimo only felt that the air suddenly became colder, and even a thin layer of ice began to form on the ground.

Realizing that this ice spirit trick was not simple, Dongfang Zimo felt that he was using his spiritual power to protect his body and isolate these cold qi.

The ice cubes around "Yang Chen" continued to expand, and in the blink of an eye, each piece was the size of a roulette wheel.

These huge ice cubes were manipulated by "Yang Chen" and washed away in unison.

Under the crackling sound of cutting. Countless pieces of ice fell from the sky like hailstones, and the surrounding area was swallowed up by a thick cold air.

Under such a shocking scene, Dongfang Zimo's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw a golden phantom peeling off from Yang Chen's body and dissipating under an unwilling scream.

And Yang Chen's whole person fell from mid-air unconscious, but fortunately, Dongfang Zimo quickly controlled a magic weapon to drag him down.

The white-robed man glanced down indifferently, and without hesitation, he sacrificed his long sword, and under the flickering light, countless long swords poured down like raindrops.

Just when the white-robed man thought that the two of them would definitely die, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he leaned into a certain void.

In the next moment, a cloud of dazzling light flew at an extremely fast speed, forming a barrier to freeze all those sword rains.

If you look closely, the light is actually emitted by a bronze mirror.

Immediately afterwards, a slender woman with long hair and waist-length bare jade feet appeared in the sky above the clouds.

"You're you again? Are you still trying to stop me this time? The white-robed man frowned slightly, and glanced at the woman indifferently.

"They're my people, and it's not your turn to teach them a lesson!" Xin Yijiao snorted, holding a bright fan in his hand, and with a wave of his jade hand, countless wind blades swept out.

The rain of swords that had been frozen in mid-air was blown away by these wind blades, and all of them were shattered.

"Lord Xinyi!" Dongfang Zimo was shocked in his heart, and stared at the woman above in horror.

Xin Yi just glanced at Dongfang Zimo, and then focused all his attention on the white-robed man.

"Look for death!" Seeing that his sword rain was broken, the white-robed man shouted angrily, and slashed out more than a dozen sword rays with a long sword in his hand.

Seeing this, Xin Yi snorted coldly, sacrificed the folding fan in his hand, and his body size tripled in the air, and with a few waves, a wind blade no less than a sword poured out.

The two were on par, and the remnants of the wind emanated from all around.

However, at this time, Xin Yi was at the tip of his finger, and a long-haired man suddenly appeared beside him.

The white-robed man who originally wanted to do this again immediately dispelled his thoughts when he saw this person.

"It's your guy, right? If you don't want him to die, get out of here. The corners of Xin Yi's mouth rose slightly, and he didn't know when to capture the seriously injured Zheng Ling.

"Heavenly ...... Lord Tianzun, save me! Zheng Ling's breath was extremely weak, and he looked up at the white-robed man with difficulty.

The white-robed man was unmoved when he heard this, and he didn't even look at Zheng Ling.

I don't know what spell this person cast, suddenly disappeared in place, and the next second, he appeared in the sky above Dongfang Zimo and slashed with a sword.

Dongfang Zimo, who had been watching the movements of the white-robed man, was shocked, and without thinking, he summoned the cyan long sword to resist the blow.

It's just that at the moment of touching, Dongfang Zimo only felt as if he had been hit by a giant flash, and he flew out directly, spitting blood from his mouth, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The white-robed man found that he had not killed the other party with a sword, his face sank, and he was thinking about swinging another sword.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of water flowing in the air, and a large area of water poured down like a waterfall.

At the source of these streams, a purple jade bottle was gushing out a large amount of water.

Xin Yi was pinching the magic trick on the side, glaring at the white-robed man with resentment in his eyes.

Countless sword qi scattered out in all directions, and a sword net composed of sword qi appeared in the sky.

As soon as the sword nets caught all these streams of water, there was a sizzling sound in less than a moment, and all of them broke apart as if they had encountered corrosive substances.

Without the barrier of the sword net, the water rushed as if it had broken the dam, and set off a huge wave of more than ten feet.

The white-robed man was surprised, his eyes stared at the purple vial in the air, as if he had thought of something.

"The purple jade bottle of the southern country!" The white-robed man frowned, and he actually recognized the origin of this jade bottle at once, and he was still very jealous when he went.

An ancient shield was sacrificed by the white-robed man, and the moment this shield appeared, a desolate aura emanated out, and when it was urged, it instantly increased dozens of times.

As soon as the huge wave rushed down, it only lasted for a few breaths before it corroded into a hollow.

In less than a moment, the ancient shield was completely engulfed by the huge wave and melted away.

The white-robed man also took advantage of this opportunity to retreat hundreds of zhang away, keeping a certain distance from these currents.

"This purple jade bottle is really corrosive, you are from the southern country?" The white-robed man stared at the strangely dressed woman with a solemn expression.

"I didn't expect you to know about this purple jade bottle, since you know the power of this thing, I advise you to leave this place as soon as possible, so as not to dissolve here like that shield." Xin Yi said with a cold expression.

"I've long heard that the purple jade bottle is a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation in the southern country, and today I want to see the true power of this thing." The white-robed man sneered, and the long sword on his body flew out, turning into a dragon in the air and circling around.

Xin Yi snorted coldly, knowing that this person would not leave easily, he immediately stopped saying anything, and recited the incantation to the purple jade bottle, and suddenly a large amount of flowing water slanted out, and formed a water dragon.

Under a few deafening dragon groans, the dragon was directly rushed out with a wail and turned back into a long sword.

The water dragon that was turned into a purple jade bottle came directly at the white-robed man after defeating the dragon.

The white-robed man put the flying long sword back into the scabbard, and at the same time grabbed the void with his five fingers, emitting a dazzling light, and suddenly a burst of demonic wind surged, and the original night sky suddenly became scarlet, and even the bright moon was slowly covered by dark clouds.

The water dragon rushed and slowly dispersed at the position of the white-robed man.

Xin Yidai raised her eyebrows, urged her jade hand, and put the purple jade bottle into the storage bag.

At this time, the night sky was restored like this, and the figure of the white-robed man had long disappeared under the moonlight.

"Escape so fast, but who is that person, you can actually see the purple jade bottle ......at a glance" Xin Yi stepped on the clouds and fell into deep thought, his eyes glancing at Dongfang Zimo below from time to time.

Dongfang Zimo, who is a thief, always avoids Xin Yi's eyes, and is also worried about what will happen next, after all, the woman in front of him is not a good stubble.