Everyone in the ice cave looked at the woman, and when their eyes fell on her naked *** and a pair of slender jade legs, their eyes showed unbridled coveting.

"What a rare beauty!"

"Shhh

"What do you know!' Peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic!' As long as this little girl is willing to look at me twice, Lao Tzu is willing to be hung there by her!"

“......”

The crowd around was whispering. The woman walked out slowly from the shadows, smiled at Liu Feihua, and said, "Sect Master Liu, the Sanren Gang Yizong Shenzitang Sikong Jing has been waiting here for a long time! Today, I am going to take your head to pay tribute to the souls of those sacrificed soldiers of the Yizong!"

Sikong Jing said, took a step forward, shook the iron fan, and dozens of blades flew out from the iron fan, stabbing towards Liu Feihua and the others.

The look on Liu Feihua's face tightened, she didn't expect this Sikong Jing to be a master of the Void Realm!

The aura in Huan Shu's body can't be used, he and the fire kite are both beginner-level cultivators in the Nirvana Realm, although the spiritual fire on Xiaoman's body is powerful, but it can't be used as he wants. With just a few of them, it is really difficult to save Bao Xi from Sikong Jing's hands!

The fire kite stood in front of everyone, holding the Kunlun Mirror to intercept those blades one by one, and in a blink of an eye, those blades flew out of the Kunlun Mirror and shot towards Sikong Jing on the opposite side!

"Bang Bang Bang

Sikong Jing opened the iron fan and blocked the attacks of those blades.

One of the blades shot at Bao Xi, Bao Xi shook his body, avoiding the blade, he was suffocated and red, and shouted bitterly: "Let me go down first! I can't hold it anymore!"

Liu Feihua took two steps forward, and two silver darts shot out at the same time, wanting to save Bao Xi first.

Sikong Jing flashed and appeared in front of Liu Feihua, the iron fan in his hand was divided into two, his arms were stretched, and the two iron fans blocked the two silver darts shot by Liu Feihua respectively. At the same time, with both arms waved together, the iron fan flew up and down, and hundreds of blades flew out, sweeping towards Liu Feihua and the people behind him.

Liu Feihua turned over and jumped, dodging two blades, one of which grazed his neck and flew past, cutting off a strand of sideburns around his ear.

Huan Shu opened the peach blossom fan and blocked a few blades. There were still several blades striking at his chest, and the fire kite pushed Huan Shu away, and the Kunlun mirror in his hand flickered frequently, catapulting these blades back.

Sikong Jing waved the iron fan in her hand, and the blades that were ejected back were fanned away by her and shot towards the crowd around her.

A series of exclamations erupted in the crowd, and everyone retreated, but some people were still unable to dodge and were swept away by these blades, and after a few wails, they fell to the ground, exhausted and dead.

Sikong Jing saw that those blades swept away the innocent crowd, and he didn't care. She looked at Liu Feihua, sneered, and said, "It is rumored that the Young Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Souls Chamber of Commerce, Young Yingjie, is a miracle master!

Liu Feihua suppressed the anger in her heart, sank her breath, and said, "I'm afraid that there is some misunderstanding between the Sikong Hall Master!" Although his surname is Liu, he is not the person that Sikong Hall is looking for, let alone the Young Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Souls Chamber of Commerce!"

Sikong Jing raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Misunderstanding? Then how can you have the sect master token of the Ten Thousand Souls Chamber of Commerce on your body?"

Liu Feihua took out a square token with a simple style from her arms, threw the token to Sikong Jing casually, and said, "What the master of Sikong Hall said is this token?"

Sikong Jinghu took the token suspiciously and glanced down.

I saw that the dark golden word "Ling" of the token had completely faded, and the gold paint stained Sikong Jing's hands. Sikong Jing hurriedly threw away the token, took out a silk handkerchief from his arms, and wiped his hands carefully.

Liu Feihua picked up the token, smiled slightly, and said, "As the Sikong Hall Master saw, this token is just a child's trick!

Sikong Jing was very annoyed when he couldn't wipe off the gold paint on his hands, and said: "Even if you are not the young sect master of the Wanling Chamber of Commerce, you can't get rid of the Wanling Chamber of Commerce! And this thief of the filial piety sect, I will not let it go either! Today, none of you want to leave here alive!"

Sikong Jing closed her arms, and the two iron fans merged into a huge iron umbrella, she turned the handle of the umbrella, and hundreds of blades flew out of the iron umbrella, shooting towards the surrounding people!

Bao Xi's peach blossom eyes widened, and the blades in his pupils were rapidly expanding! He was poured the sealing elixir by that damn stinky woman, and the aura in his body could not be used, and he was about to be shot into a sieve by these blades! He struggled hard, but he still couldn't break free from the ropes that bound him.

"It's just too deceitful!"

A long flame whip slashed towards the rope that bound Bao Xi! With a "snap", the rope broke in response! Bao Xi screamed and fell into the fire on the ground.

A red figure flew out of the corner, flicked the long whip, wrapped Bao Xi, and then shook it, and pulled him out of the flames, throwing away the feet of Liu Feihua and the others.

Liu Feihua hurriedly stepped forward and stuffed an antidote to the elixir into Bao Xi's mouth, before she raised her head and looked at the red-clothed man who had made a righteous move. Looking up, Liu Feihua couldn't help but look shocked, she didn't expect that the person who saved Bao Xi turned out to be a child, the child had a round face and big eyes, and his appearance was very cute.

"Nosy!

Sikong Jing let out a loud shout and threw the iron umbrella in his hand into the air. The iron umbrella disintegrated into dozens of thin pieces of iron, on which were carved golden runes with intricate patterns.

The black-and-white tiger behind her stepped forward, its body flowing with golden light. It was only at this moment that everyone could see that those black furs were not markings, but carved a formation.

Sikong stood quietly, her hands pointing to the iron pieces in mid-air, and there were words in her mouth. Immediately, the iron pillars in mid-air spun rapidly, and they sank into the ground one by one according to the designated position.

"Roar—"

The eye-catching tiger roared angrily, and in an instant, golden light burst into the sky, illuminating the entire ice cave. At the same time, those golden lights were scattered like scattered flowers of the Heavenly Maiden, and countless golden threads fell down from mid-air, and these golden threads crisscrossed like a fine net, enveloping everyone.

On the ground under everyone's feet, a golden pentagram slowly emerged.

"It's not good! She's arranging a big killing array, take advantage of the fact that the big formation is not completed now, hurry up and rush out!"