Gu Zhong pressed the ding, without a trace of killing intent, just to trap her.

Su Jing's white clothes were flying, and he looked like a fairy in the snow.

For the giant bell that was enough to crush a mountain, the corners of her slender eyes slowly turned into a line, and the lines were as cold as a sword.

Xiuchang's cold white palm seemed to swing out at will, and then the old man and the bell flew out in the dull ringing bell, smashing into the stone wall of the mountain peak, revealing a huge depression.

The old man was crushed by the giant bell into the inner wall of the mountain, his white hair was scattered, he vomited blood, and his qi was as disordered as a mess.

There was deep despair in his eyes, he had expected that this Su Jing was very strong, but he never expected that it was so strong that he couldn't even resist a palm.

Even if the young man has many means, I am afraid that it will be difficult to protect the life of the wine.

What's more, from beginning to end, the slash on her waist has never been unsheathed!

Su Jing stood in the air, his hair crown and silk belt swaying in the wind, and his bearing was still immortal.

It's just that between the right wrist of the old man and Zhong who repelled at will, the white wide sleeves exploded into pieces at some point, like a butterfly fluttering in the wind.

The slender fingertips made a bloody mouth for a while, and the red blood beads like gems rubbed gently in the wind.

She seemed to subconsciously tuck her sleeves, her eyes still calm.

The eyes that faded into the ice and snow stared at the nine handsome unicorn beasts in front of them, the light emitted from their beasts was like a night lake, and the eyes of the nine beasts were gentle but did not give in, looking directly at her.

She looked at the nine rare divine beasts in the world, maybe in this heaven and earth, all over the world, with the blood of purebred unicorns, I am afraid that there are only these nine in front of her.

She slowly stretched out her palm towards the nine unicorns, and a faint glow condensed in her palm.

Although the light was faint, it made the nine unicorns feel deeply uneasy, and they became anxious as they stepped on the hooves of the flowing clouds.

But they still didn't back down.

Fang Geyu was in a hurry, although these nine divine beasts were used by her to pull the cart on weekdays, but since she was a child, she had already established a deep relationship.

She originally thought that Su Jing would take care of the name of Shifang City, and the unicorn was also a rare divine beast, so she would give up a few points.

Who ever thought of this move, and he didn't hesitate.

She immediately shouted: "This is the one-horned divine beast of my Shifang City, there are only nine of them in the world, if you kill it, my Shifang City will tear the skin of your Taixuanzong." ”

Of course, Shifang City will not tear its face because of a child's petty fight, but Fang Geyu can represent Shifang City, if she is willing to tear her face with Taixuanzong, no one in Shifang City can stop her.

And as everyone knows, the unicorn is her one-of-a-kind mount.

Sure enough, under Fang Geyu's gradually relaxed gaze, Su Jing dissipated the brilliance under his palm and lowered his arm.

However, before Fang Geyu could breathe a sigh of relief......

I saw Su Jing slowly close her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, she was filled with a killing intent like wind and snow.

The killing intent was so direct that it wore out the last trace of patience in her eyes.

"You have a lot of means. She said slowly.

His eyes swept back and forth at the three people on the top of the mountain, and finally settled on Bailian, who was kneeling on one knee to protect Li Jiujiu.

His eyes glanced faintly at his broken and blood-stained palms, and the arm with the sleeves of his shirt torn, and there was no emotion in his eyes that was moved by this tragic act.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice was still cold, and she couldn't hear any emotion.

"You are very good, with the cultivation of the first grade of the Kaiyuan Realm, you can set up a surprise array on your own, I believe that after I solve them, you still have many means to stop me. ”

Brian smiled blood-stained, but he also recognized it.

"Yes, I still have some means, you may be injured, Li Jiujiu may really die in your hands, but this result is not good for both parties at all, so can you please leave here?"

A pair of cold eyes stared at him deeply: "What do you say?"

Brian was cold all over, and he actually had the feeling of being stared at by the abyss.

He smiled helplessly: "Then please ask the girl to continue." ”

"But I don't have that much patience to see your many methods. ”

She lowered her eyes, slowly lifted her delicate, cold hand, and removed the half-tattered mask that covered her face.

Wen Hanwei's expression became very subtle.

How do you describe the face under the mask?

The unhealthy pale face that has not seen the light for a long time, the delicate and picturesque face that is like frost and jade but lacks emotion.

Ice muscles and jade bones, peerless appearance, cold like a beauty cast by ice and snow without seven emotions and six desires.

But under that beautiful appearance, under the reduced figure, I don't know if it was Brian's illusion, he seemed to see a lonely soul.

Seeing that she carefully treasured the mask in her arms, her voice suddenly became ethereal: "If you insist on protecting her, then I will kill you first." ”

Before the cold tail note had dissipated between heaven and earth, a clanging sound was heard.

Cut out of the sheath!

The qi between heaven and earth suddenly became chaotic!

The sky changed behind the woman, and day and dusk appeared and then disillusioned at the same time in an instant.

The nine one-horned heads didn't even have time to let out a trace of sorrow.

A huge incision was cut in the abdomen, blood surged like rain, and nine white figures fell in unison.

When the sword light reflected on Fang Geyu's eyes, she heard Su Jing's voice pass by in her ears: "What about Miss Fang of Shifang City, can't I kill you?"

Immediately after that, the neck was cold, and a shallow blood line cracked, and a trace of blood snaked down.

It doesn't hurt, because that sword is fast.

And not fatal, because that sword is shallow, just a warning.

When she looked back again with a pale face, the light of burning blood was reflected in her eyes, and she was cold all over, like falling into a frozen lake.

Li Jiujiu, who was supposed to receive a fatal sword, was pushed away by Bailian, and the blade of the slashing sword was all lost in his chest.

The blood that splattered out made a fiery sound under the sword qi.

Brian's face was pale and frightening, and his hand holding the umbrella was almost unsteady.

Burning so much that the blood flew violently, splashing most of the surface of the red inner umbrella, and soon it burned under the sword qi.

He only felt that this sword really hurt too much, not only physically, but this sword almost hit his soul through.

He was used to being able to endure pain, and his lips couldn't help but tremble.

This sword of slashing love seems to be polished and transformed by the righteous energy of heaven and earth, and the meaning of Lang Lang is not only love, but also can become any yin ghost creature in the world, and the deadly nemesis of the ghostly earth.

Seeing that this sword almost ignited all the blood in Bailian's body, Su Jing's eyebrows raised slightly, and he seemed to be a little surprised.

But this accident was only for a moment, and she quickly realized the truth of the matter, and the corners of her thin lips were slightly hooked, as if dyed with a wisp of irony: "It turned out to be a corpse demon." ”