In the lobby of the Huang family, the Cold Sword, which was originally blocked by Huang Jincheng's spell in all directions, and seemed to be swallowed by the yellow sand in the next second, suddenly turned into a streamer, like a nimble swimming fish, and slipped out of the heavy encirclement of the yellow sand.

At the moment of breaking through the encirclement, the temperament of the entire sword of the Cold Shadow Sword was much sharper, and in an unbelievable and incomparably fast way of moving, it soon came to Huang Jincheng, and launched a rapid attack that seemed to be aggrieved for a long time, wanting to vent his anger.

Feeling the heavy sword shadows around him that seemed to be maggots attached to the bones, and he couldn't hide from them, Huang Jincheng was shocked in his heart.

It's not that the speed of this flying sword is beyond his imagination, but the angle of its attack...... It's so tricky!

Every time he tried to predict the direction of this sword's attack, it would always be the slightest deviation from what he imagined, and it seemed that it should have been this way, making his control of the yellow sand almost leaky.

Su Lanting smiled with some relief.

She knew what it was.

One of the new sword moves created by the Northern Meditation Cultivator - "Chasing Shadows".

And it's been used a few times, and it's becoming more and more proficient.

When chasing shadows with flying swords, they can chase their lives like a ghost, of course, or they can be as ethereal as a ghost.

Huang Jincheng is a person who is good at calculating and layout, but the thinking of Northern Meditation has never been in the framework, and he can jump much more than him.

In fact, Huang Jincheng was already extremely calm in the face of Chaying, controlling the yellow sand to protect his whole body, and a pillar of incense did not reveal any flaws that would allow the Cold Shadow Sword to take advantage of it.

He was just shocked, shocked at why this flying sword with an ice blue light, obviously the owner was still a short distance away from here, how could it still be as agile as he was controlling?

Wrong!

Huang Jincheng was distracted and searched for traces of the Northern Meditation Cultivator in Huangsha Town, only to find that this guy was already very close to him.

In his original expectation, even if he got out of trouble, it would take at least half an hour to arrive!

The flying speed of the other flying sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivator was so fast that his predictions were wrong.

And, flexibly control two flying swords at the same time?

Is this a normal sword cultivation?

For this phenomenon beyond common sense, Huang Jincheng couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart.

As his mind fluctuated slightly, the Grim Sword crept into the hole that had appeared in his yellow sand-gathering defenses for a moment, stabbing a hole in his right arm, and blood gushed out.

Huang Jincheng lost his mind slightly because of the pain, so he had to deal with the situation in front of him with all his strength, condensing the yellow sand and trying to lock the cold sword, but the latter seemed to have been prepared, and flew out without waiting for the yellow sand to gather, as if he had been beaten away.

He hurriedly moved his gaze to Su Lan Pavilion.

Su Lanting's spiritual power had already been exhausted by him, and if he could catch her, the Northern Immortal Cultivator would definitely throw a rat trap.

However, what he saw was the scene of Su Lanting holding up the red wave and green dew and slashing at him.

On top of the double blades, the spiritual power is vertical and horizontal, and it is not at all like what a cultivator whose spiritual power is about to be exhausted can unleash.

And he noticed that Su Lanting had already cleared all the sand around her, and he couldn't control Huang Sha to grab Su Lanting, who seemed to be erupting now, while being entangled by the Cold Stygian Sword.

After fighting so far, Huang Jincheng finally felt the real threat.

The attacks of these two young people may really not be able to stop themselves!

Huang Jincheng deserves to be the head of everyone's family, his thinking turned very fast, and he quickly thought of a way to break the situation.

Those two young men could have pushed him to such a situation.

But it wasn't just two young people who took part in the fight.

Huang Jincheng stood up from the Taishi chair, and the yellow sand nearby was clustered, like a dragon going out to sea, flying out of the lobby with him.

Flying out of the lobby is almost all the yellow sand, which looks extremely spectacular.

Su Lanting desperately resisted the invasion of the yellow sand, squinting at the cold sword swaying slightly in the air, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

There was blood dripping from the Grim Sword, and it wasn't the blood that came from the previous sword.

Forcibly breaking through the shadow cast by the Cold Shadow Sword, Huang Jincheng's body was like an ordinary person, according to the habits of the Northern Darkness Cultivator, Huang Jincheng must have been seriously injured.

It wasn't until the Cold Shadow Sword flew out of the door and the yellow sand in the hall was exhausted that Su Lanting let out a long breath of relief, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person almost fell to his knees.

The strong breath was exhausted, and she only felt that the strength of her whole body was about to be gone.

Fortunately, Huang Jincheng didn't notice her weakness, and at this time, his attention should have been attracted by the Cold Shadow Sword and Yuan Xue.

Su Lanting lay on the ground, his hands still holding the red waves and green dew, his chest rose and fell slightly, he closed his eyes with peace of mind, and fell into a coma.

She has done her best, and the rest will be handed over to the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

......

There are not many others in the Huang family's compound, but there are quite a few people, and there are some cultivators among them.

Yuan Xue had never faced so many enemies alone, and when she first started, she was almost stabbed in the chest.

But soon she was in the groove.

Most of the enemies here are ordinary people who have not practiced martial arts, even if there are cultivators, most of them are only at the third or fourth order, and the exercises are far inferior to the sword skills of her Snow Peak Sword Sect, she can handle it as much as she can.

As time passed, her Sky Sword Technique became more and more proficient and mellow, and for a while, no one could get close to her, and there were countless people around her who were beaten to the ground and couldn't get up.

Yuan Xue was also very satisfied with her performance, and her little face was full of the two big words "joy".

The first time she fought alone, she was still outnumbered, and she had such a rich result, Zhou Han knew it, and she didn't know how to praise her!

And also...... Masters......

Yuan Xue's eyes drooped slightly, and the joy just now was diluted a lot.

So she transferred her anger to the surrounding trembling, for fear that she would be looked down upon by this little aunt and grandmother, and there were screams and wails everywhere for a while.

Huang Qun hid in a corner of his room, occasionally squinting at the little girl who was fighting outside, and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

At that time, I really lost my time to see the opportunity, otherwise I would have hacked this little aunt to death.

But fortunately, with my father here, you still can't escape my palm.

Suddenly, a loud noise attracted his gaze, and at this glance, he suddenly became angry.

Huang Jincheng rushed out of the lobby with the yellow sand in the sky, as if setting off a monstrous wave composed of yellow sand in the compound, and in front of the wave was Yuan Xue.

There was an extremely deep sword mark on his waist, but that didn't prevent him from making the most decisive attack on Yuan Xue.

The nurses on the side fled one after another, not daring to stay for a moment.

The little girl obviously didn't expect that she would suddenly be attacked by such a powerful attack, and for a while she stayed where she was, unable to hold the sword in her hand, and fell to the ground, covering her chest with both hands subconsciously.

Huang Jincheng was overjoyed in his heart, and glanced at the Cold Underworld Sword that was still some distance away from him.

It would take another three seconds for the flying sword to shoot at her.

Three seconds was enough for him to capture Yuan Xue!

The yellow sand surged more urgently, and it rushed straight to Yuan Xue!

Only then did Huang Jincheng realize that the little girl was covering her chest with her hands, not subconsciously defensively, but groping for something in her arms.

At this moment, the smile on the little girl's face stretched out, which was particularly playful and cute, and the thing she touched was also taken in by Huang Jincheng.

A delicate four-petaled ice lotus.

Yuan Xue gently pressed her hands, and the four-petal ice lotus suddenly shattered, forming a thick ice wall in front of her.

The little girl squatted down, hugged her head, closed her eyes, and thought to herself that you said that you want me to take care of it to save my life, if I don't block it, I really won't go to the underworld, I must pester you!

The ice wall formed by the four-petal ice lotus was not enough to block Huang Jincheng's attack at all, but it was enough to block it for a second.

When the ice wall shattered, Huang Jincheng could clearly see the sword light coming from behind him.

And more than one.

Capture Yuan Xue, you still have a chance!

However, he did not succeed.

The Cold Immortal Sword and the Iron Sword stabbed into Huang Jincheng's back together, and blood gushed like a spring of blood.

Huang Jincheng gritted his teeth, as if he didn't know, he controlled the big hand condensed by yellow sand, and planned to catch Yuan Xue first.

But he felt a chill from above, and the chill spread, as if it was faster than the speed of his yellow sand invasion!

Huang Jincheng couldn't help but look up, so he saw an ice lotus that was flying towards him quickly.

The lotus has six petals, and the whole body is like a black crystal, and there seems to be black gas surging inside.

In mid-air, Bei Ming exhaled a long breath, put his toes on the ice bullet he threw a little, landed beside Yuan Xue, and took the little girl away, without a trace of falling yellow sand.

His smiling voice passed through the layers of sand curtains and accurately fell into Huang Jincheng's ears.

"This is a new idea that I came up with after my breakthrough, and I plan to name it the Netherworld Ice Lotus, which is a blessing to you, so that it was born. ”

"Now, please taste it. ”