Chapter Seventy-Nine: It Was Her
The Xuantie Sword instantly dimmed, as if it had lost spirituality, Su Wang's brows furrowed slightly, so he had to take the Xuantie Sword back into the storage bag, and then the Purple Fish Sword flew out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
High in the air, the beautiful woman glanced at Su Wang, with a slight surprise in her eyes.
The flames on Wang Ji's body had been tightly pressed to less than half an inch around his body, and the snowflakes around him were accumulating more and more, and the flames on his body were rising, but Wang Ji's face was pale.
Zhao Tong not far away, the blue water curtain was full of snowflakes, and at a glance, the spherical water curtain was almost turning into an ice hockey ball, and Zhao Tong was struggling to insist.
On the ground, Duan Gui's eyes were still red, an unusual red appeared on his face, and his breath was still a little unstable, but his cultivation was able to remain at the seventh layer of condensation, and at this moment he was no longer roaring madly and in pain, but staring coldly at Su Wang, who was more than ten zhang away.
Duan Gui pushed forward with one hand, a burst of blue light flickered, and three unusually thick logs appeared, which were divided into three ways, upper, middle and lower, and rushed straight towards Su Wang, and the bronze bell followed closely behind the logs.
Seeing this, Su Wang's two spirit runes immediately flew out, and with a flash of white light, they turned into two golden knives, slashing at the two logs in the upper middle respectively, and at the same time, the purple fish sword also flashed with cold light, stabbing towards the log below.
Without a pause, Su Wang clasped the two Flame Explosion Talismans in his hands, concentrating on vigilance, and at the same time, a black light lit up in his hand, and as soon as a black scorpion puppet appeared, it immediately burrowed into the ground and disappeared in an instant.
Several sounds came, and the log and the golden sword disappeared at the same time, and the sword light of the purple fish sword flashed again, flying towards Duan Gui.
The bronze bell flew closer, Su Wang hurriedly activated two flame burst charms, and his figure flashed to the side rapidly, "jumping" and "jumping" exploded almost at the same time, the fire soared into the sky, the bronze bell just buzzed, and continued to come to Su Wang.
Duan Gui sneered, and the Qingshuang Sword flew out, facing the flying Purple Fish Sword.
The blue light flashed in Duan Gui's hand, and under his feet and around his body, countless wooden vines rose from the ground, and a black scorpion puppet was less than half a zhang away from Duan Gui, and was wound and pulled up by several wooden vines, revealing the ground.
The scorpion puppet scorpion tail swept away, and the few wooden vines withered, and the black light on the scorpion puppet's body flourished, and the scorpion tail became longer in an instant, like a long whip swept towards Duan Gui.
Duan Gui first sneered, but suddenly his face changed, and he knelt on the ground again, screaming in pain in his mouth, while the scorpion tail whip did not stop, and continued to slash at Duan Gui's head.
The bronze bell that was chasing Su Wang, suddenly buzzed, turned around and flew back, and in an instant it came to the top of Duan Gui's head, with a loud "bell", the scorpion puppet took a few steps back, and the bronze bell exuded a faint golden light.
The speed of the scorpion puppet suddenly accelerated, and Duan Gui around it continued to attack, spewing out a black light at one time, and stabbing out a whip shadow at the other, and the golden light of the bronze bell was slowly dimming with the continuous attack of the scorpion puppet.
The spiritual power sped up, and Su Wang pointed to the purple fish sword in mid-air, and the purple fish sword was full of spiritual light, knocking the Qingshuang sword far away.
Su Wang's hand didn't stop, and the middle-level spirit runes on his body were activated one after another, and he flew towards Duan Gui.
Suddenly, around Duan Gui's body, golden knives, wooden rattans, water guns, and explosive flames continued to emerge, and the roar continued, and the golden light on the bronze bell finally dimmed and was almost nothing.
Su Wang summoned the Purple Fish Sword, and the dantian spiritual power rolled into the sword, and the sword light was flourishing, and the huge sword intent rose to the sky.
Where Su Wang stood, the figure flashed, and when he reappeared, Su Wang was already standing behind Duan Gui, the sword intent was still there, but the sword light had disappeared.
Duan Gui's cry of pain suddenly paused, and then in the middle of his body, a blood mark through the head and tail appeared, and another black whip shadow swept by, Duan Gui's body exploded with a bang, and was burned into nothing in the remaining firelight around him.
The aura of the bronze bell faded, shrunk to the size of a palm, and fell to the ground, Su Wang stretched out his hand, and the shrunken bronze bell was wrapped in a spiritual light, pulled into Su Wang's storage bag, and then put away Duan Gui's storage bag and scorpion puppet.
High in the air, the snowflakes in the sky formed two snowflake whirlwinds, and at the very center of the whirlwind, Wang Ji and Zhao Tong resisted desperately.
The flames on Wang Ji's body have flickered and flickered, and a lot of frost has condensed on his shoulders and head, and his body is still trembling slightly from the cold, but the more this is the case, the more Wang Ji does not dare to have the slightest distraction, and is using his spiritual power with all his strength to maintain this flame that will be extinguished at any time.
On Zhao Tong's side, a sound of ice balls shattering sounded, and a snowflake whirlwind swept in, at this time, a silver ring the size of a bracelet flew out of Zhao Tong's storage bag, and as soon as the silver ring appeared, Zhao Tong squirted out a large mouthful of essence blood on the silver ring, and Zhao Tong's face turned pale in an instant.
This silver circle is the best magic weapon.
After the silver circle absorbed Zhao Tong's essence blood, a burst of blue light flickered, and the blue light skyrocketed instantly, forming a blue light curtain, enveloping Zhao Tong.
The snowflakes in the sky couldn't get close to the blue light curtain, and the silver circle also grew larger with the surge of blue light, and when it became the size of a wooden basin, a pillar of blue light erupted from the silver circle.
The blue pillar of light directly penetrated the encirclement of the snowflake whirlwind without hindrance, opening a blue light channel, Zhao Tong held the silver ring in one hand and flashed away from the blue light channel, escaping from the heavy encirclement of the snowflake whirlwind.
Zhao Tong looked at the beautiful woman not far away, his eyes were full of horror, and his body turned around, but he swooped down to the ground quickly.
Su Wanggang wanted to look at the sky, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw Zhao Tong flying towards him quickly, Su Wang was startled, he had just fought with Duan Gui for life and death, and at this moment it was the time when the spiritual power was insufficient, so he hurriedly transported the last bit of spiritual power, threw out two golden sword talismans, and at the same time retreated sharply.
I only heard a coquettish shout from high in the air, and a storm with ice picks and ice spikes flew quickly towards Su Wang, Zhao Tong was shocked, and hurriedly flew to the side, but the speed was still slow, and he was blown by the storm, Zhao Tong screamed in pain, and hurriedly dodged in pain.
The speed of the storm did not stop, and it rolled directly towards Su Wang, and before he had withdrawn a few steps, Su Wang only felt that his body was suddenly swept up by a gust of wind, but the wind seemed to be fierce, but it gently lifted Su Wang, and in the wind, Su Wang had a feeling of lying on the soft grass.
The wind flew back to the side of the beautiful woman, the beautiful woman suddenly snorted coldly, her hands were no longer twisted, and the two snowflake storms suddenly dissipated, and at this moment, Wang Ji, whose body had been frozen for most of his body, screamed loudly and fell directly from the sky.
The stunningly beautiful woman did not continue to kill the killer, but glanced coldly at everyone below, and then turned the direction of the ice sword under her feet and roared out of the city gate.
At this moment, the wind had disappeared, and Su Wang sat down on the hilt of the ice sword, a transparent light curtain shrouded the ice sword, but he was not afraid of the gale in the sky.
The ice sword was large enough to lie down horizontally, and in front of Su Wang, there happened to be a person lying horizontally, a young and beautiful woman, with her eyes closed and her breathing evenly, as if she was just asleep.
This sleeping woman is none other than Han Mei of the Treasure Pavilion.
Su Wang raised his head and looked at the beautiful woman who was facing away from him at the moment, standing on the tip of the sword and flying with the sword, although he couldn't see his face, but this back, Su Wang would always remember it.
Hantan Beauty, the touch of surprise in the moonlight.
It turned out to be her!
Under Su Wang's calm face, his heart was pounding.