But that's the case, Nalan Xiaolan still needs to go up.

Even if you don't rely on the killing energy, it will still be difficult for the enemy to kill him.

The Pangu axe in Nalan Xiaolan's body shook slowly, and it felt the surging will to fight from its master.

The current situation is not optimistic, but the Daoists who represent Nalan's side still need to go out of the shelter of the city wall and fight with the other party.

This is the grudge between the two families, the grudge of blood.

Nalan Xiaolan looked at the other party's ninth order, and one of them made him slightly stunned.

"Isn't this the phoenix girl who hunted down and killed herself? Why is she here? And when did her cultivation reach the ninth order?"

After the Feng Nu standing in front of Nalan Xiaolan was seriously injured by him that day, after witnessing the death of the dragon son in the Heavenly Alliance, her heart ached for no reason.

Is this the result you want, and what are you verifying?

Feng Nu sat alone in the secret room, as if there was something important she had forgotten, but looking back at her past, happy, she had always been happy. It wasn't until that day that his phoenix girl's bloodline awakened that he left the Beiting family.

In her opinion, all this is intact, but it is so intact that the pieces make her have more doubts in her heart, and even sometimes she feels that she is another person.

This feeling is like losing a very important person, a person who loved me very much......

She didn't understand it, and she didn't want to think about it, so she sat down with peace of mind and felt the laws of heaven and earth, and finally, she realized the flame that belonged to the phoenix, and the moment she broke through to the ninth order, she was reborn.

When she was reborn, she saw some scenes that were very unfamiliar to her, and looking at this unfamiliar picture, Feng Nu fell silent.

And now, the man who made him think about it was standing opposite, standing opposite with the strength of the eighth order, with an immortal soul flashing in his eyes, what kind of story was he telling?

The Daoists on the Nalan family's side are obviously much weaker, both in terms of numbers and strength.

"Don't be afraid. Nalan Xiaolan stood on the city wall and chuckled, since they were hostile to themselves, there was no need for this group of people to go back.

Looking at the enemies who were getting closer and closer, Nalan Xiaolan sacrificed the Nalan pen, and the tip of the pen reached the ninth-order in the air.

This is a declaration of war, since you already know that the other party is coming for yourself, if you don't choose to flee at this moment, you need to fight.

Nalan Xiaolan jumped up and slashed towards the enemy first.

Although their target was Nalan Xiaolan, they were reluctant to kill him directly.

I saw a man with white gas on his body, this man had white hair and an extremely cold expression.

"Let me meet him!"

The man stepped out, the air beneath his feet condensed into ice, and with each step the man moved forward, an icy path hung in the air.

"You are Nalan Xiaolan?"

"You don't need to know my name. ”

Nalan Xiaolan suddenly made a move, and with a wave of his hand, the ice path under the man's feet shattered in an instant.

Turned into ice slag and fell into the Daoist below, because this ice slag itself is the embodiment of the power of the law, and now it falls below, which is a fatal blow to the Daoist below.

Those powerhouses who were standing behind just looked coldly, and the people who changed the situation on the battlefield were never this group of low-level Daoists.

As the ice slag fell, a scream came out, and they didn't think about it, they would die at the hands of their own people when they set out with ambition at the beginning.

If the enemy doesn't save him, the Nalan family won't make a move.

And this smash was like an open war, and the Taoists on both sides began to fight.

As soon as the confrontation began, the smell of blood filled the battlefield.

The white-haired man was obviously a little dissatisfied with what Nalan Xiaolan had just done, how could an eighth-order just be so arrogant in front of him?

Although I had heard of Nalan Xiaolan's tricks before, her methods were changeable, and the killing was the most terrifying.

The man is not arrogant, he believes that if he is fast enough, he can kill the other party before it is completely killed.

This is the self-confidence that belongs to men.

Indeed, if you don't have enough talent and chance, who can not achieve the ninth-order position so easily?

And every ninth order is arrogant.

As soon as the man's right hand was stretched out, an ice sword condensed out, and there were faint snowflakes falling on the blade, which was the power of the extremely cold Heavenly Dao.

The man's perception of the power of the Heavenly Dao was extremely profound, and he was confident that he would be able to push his cultivation to the quasi-half-step tenth-order in a very short period of time.

Nalan Xiaolan is not in a hurry, the Nalan pen itself is a combination of five attributes, which can be described as a complete range of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

"Flames!" Nalan's pen burned with scorching flames, but in the end, it was far from the man's ice sword.

In the face of this unbalanced battle of several people, some people in Nalan were worried and some were happy.

Nalan Xiaolan only felt that the air around her was a little cold, and this kind of coldness that could freeze blood shocked her heart.

He was the first to use his own strength to fight against the powerhouses of the ninth order, and it didn't seem to be as easy as he imagined.

hasn't fought yet, and Nalan Xiaolan's side is actually much weaker.

The man moved suddenly, and the ghost-like figure came behind Nalan Xiaolan, and the ice sword in his hand swung with it.

Before Nalan Xiaolan could react, she was slashed in the back by the ice sword, and bright red blood spurted out instantly, but then it was frozen again, turned into ice powder, and dissipated in the air.

But then, I saw that Nalan Xiaolan, who was standing there, also turned into ice powder and dissipated together.

The man's brows furrowed slightly, what he cut was just a phantom left by the other party in place, but judging from the blood mist that was fluttering just now, the other party was also injured.

Just as the man froze in place, a phantom figure appeared behind the man, and a sharp dagger stabbed the man's back.

The man didn't make a corresponding defense, only to see an ice shield automatically appear behind him, stopping the dagger.

The dagger in his hand was the shadow, and his face was surprised at the moment, his sneak attack had failed......

The man sneered, and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, removing the phantom behind him in one fell swoop, but unexpectedly, the scenery in front of him was a flower, and he was actually standing in the middle of the woods.

The man sneered again, this guy actually used the realm of a fourth-order Daoist to deal with himself, could it be that he was poor in skills?

This scene also had their own emotions in the eyes of other ninth-order Daoists.

As soon as the man's figure moved, the illusion in front of him was shattered, but then another illusion followed.

The man did not believe in evil, and continued to attack, and after destroying thousands of illusions, even a man rarely fell into silence.

Logically speaking, the fourth-order realm illusion should be broken once, but there are thousands of them, and this realm still exists.

Are you really trapped in the other party's domain?

What a shame!

As a ninth-order Daoist, but being bound by the fourth-order realm, what kind of face does this have for him?

But the man was not unseen and knew that he should remain calm at this moment, so he stood there looking for a way to break it.

And the ninth-order onlookers also changed their attitude from the initial ridicule to doubt.

They could see Nalan Xiaolan standing not far from the man, but the man was always trapped in the field and couldn't get out.

On Nalan's side, in order to prevent a ninth-order from suddenly making a sudden attack on Nalan Xiaolan, dozens of ninth-order people flew out to meet their opponents.

The ninth-order people of the Qi family were also in the mood to watch the play at the moment, but fortunately they were killed with the ninth-order people of the Nalan family.

It seemed deliberate, and they all chose to avoid the battlefield of Nalan Xiaolan.

And the Daoists below are also fighting very strongly, because the space is limited, even the eighth-order Daoists are also fighting on the ground, and the place where they fight is often empty.

"Damn, what the hell is this?" the man cursed in his heart, and the field was like a dog's skin plaster, sticking to itself.

While the man was frowning and bored, Nalan Xiaolan knew that she couldn't last long, and she had to deal with this opponent as soon as possible.

But after all, the other party is a ninth-order, and his perception of danger is very terrifying, and if he wants to sneak attack, he is afraid that he will only reveal his position first.

But continuing to consume like this is obviously not a long-term solution.

Nalan Xiaolan was looking for a solution, and the man was also looking for it.

In fact, the man already had a solution in his heart, but for the sake of face, it has been useless, he is waiting for the young man to make a move.

After all, it was a bit inappropriate for a ninth-order powerhouse to use a fourth-order ability, and of course, this was all without threatening his life.

Nalan Xiaolan held the Nalan pen in her hand, and gently stroked to draw a world in the air.

"The world of the pen!" Nalan Xiaolan snorted coldly, of course he didn't expect the world of the pen to be able to bind the enemy, but it only needed a short delay.

I saw the ink wrapping the man in it, and it took some time for the man to break free from this kind of compulsory restraint.

I saw Nalan Xiaolan sitting cross-legged in the air, the brilliance of the spell in her hand lit up, and the beating runes trembled, depicting different melodies in the air.

There was some excitement in Nalan Xiaolan's eyes, this was the first time he had tried to use the triple technique.

In his opinion, the power of the triple spell should be able to easily erase the opponent.

And the complexity of the triple spell is much higher than that of the double spell, and he just has the attitude of giving it a try.

In fact, the spell that was being portrayed in the boy's hand was not very difficult compared to the triple spell in the real sense.

And this is the battlefield, every second is changing rapidly, and his spell structure, which was originally stable, began to become unstable under the impact of an energy fluctuation.

Nalan Xiaolan felt the unstable energy in her hand, and sighed softly in her heart.

The thing didn't take shape, but once it exploded, the damage it could do was still considerable.

"Go. The spell ball in Nalan Xiaolan's hand fell towards the Qi family's Daoist pile below, looking as if she had accidentally caught it and fell below.