At this moment, the smile on Dongfang Cheng's face looked extremely dazzling. It's sincere, but it's ironic. It's as if someone else has worked hard all their lives to catch up with his starting point. is obviously a person of the same generation, but he is like his predecessors, pointing at them, which makes people angry.

But Du Xiaomei didn't move, she only had the ice-blue long sword in her hand, and maybe only the three words Lingyue Sect in her heart. Others, whether it is people and things, in her heart, are not so important.

As the Taoist said, Du Xiaomei was originally a person with a cold nature, and because of the exercises she practiced, she gradually lost her lust, and even all her emotions as a human gradually disappeared, until she was cold and numb, like a piece of ice that would not melt for thousands of years.

Therefore, for Du Xiaomei, fear and fear will not appear in her. She pointed out coldly, and immediately a cold air came out from her fingertips, turning into an extremely long icicle, whistling out of the wind, pointing directly at the center of Dongfang Cheng's eyebrows.

"First sword!"

Dongfang Cheng put Mo Yuan in front of him, stretched out his index finger and flicked it lightly on the sword, and immediately there was a loud sound, like a thousand troops and horses charging, under the sound of swords and guns, its sound vibrated through the heavens and the earth, turning into a circle of sound waves visible to the naked eye, circle by circle, spreading outward like ripples.

The moment it came into contact with the icicle, the sound wave paused visibly, and then immediately rushed out, turning the icicle into powder. At the same time, the power is undiminished, like a wave, rolling towards Du Xiaomei.

Du Xiaomei's figure stepped back, put the long sword in her hand in front of her, her eyebrows were cold, and the aura in her body was agitated at this moment, forming an ice-blue shield outside her body.

The next moment, the sound wave arrived and crashed into Du Xiaomei's shield. The sound of clicking sounded, like a mirror shattering, one by one, falling to the ground, and Du Xiaomei, who was in the shield, was intact at the moment, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand stabbed straight out.

Du Xiaomei pinched the trick in her hand, and immediately there was a cold wind, which made people feel cold, and in the next moment, what made everyone look sideways was that there was snow falling between heaven and earth. The snow was not falling much, but it made the long sword in Du Xiaomei's hand more and more cold, as if it was ice and snow.

And the moment this snowflake fell on Du Xiaomei, Du Xiaomei reached out and grabbed it, and when the snowflake melted, Du Xiaomei's figure immediately dissipated in front of everyone's eyes.

When her figure reappeared, it was no longer one, but three. The three Du Xiaomei went out in the air, also holding a long sword, jumping up, wearing a white dress fluttering in the wind, and the tip of the sword went straight to Dongfang Cheng's eyebrows. It seems that in the next moment, Dongfang Cheng will be seriously injured.

"The second sword. ”

Dongfang Cheng was still calm, his face was as usual, no sadness or joy, like a gentle surface of water, as if he had already seen through everything. He gently wiped the ink abyss in his hand, and immediately blood oozed out and fell on the sword body.

Then Dongfang Cheng slammed the long sword into the ground, the sword was sharp, and it easily entered the earth, and then he turned it slightly. Suddenly, the earth trembled, as if the earth dragon had turned over, and countless cracks and cracks appeared, with it as the center, spreading in all directions, with a violent impact, turning into waves, causing countless earth thorns to appear on the ground.

The bodies of the three Du Xiaomei collapsed in unison at this moment, turning into ice and snow and dissipating, these three were actually fake bodies!

Han Lin withdrew his hand that had been clenched into a fist, his mind was calm, he looked at it fixedly, but he didn't find it.

Ding! A shrill sound suddenly sounded, like gold and stones colliding with each other. I don't know when, Du Xiaomei's true body, under the cover of this wind and snow, came behind Dongfang Cheng and stabbed down with a long sword.

And Dongfang Cheng also seemed to have expected it, losing Mo Yuan's backhand behind him, standing firmly, and blocking Du Xiaomei's steady and killing blow. And in the next moment, there was a strong fluctuation in this Moyuan Sword, as if the grand will that could cut through the heavens and the earth exploded, making Du Xiaomei's face change greatly, as if she had suffered a heavy blow.

In an instant, he flew upside down, fell to the ground with a bang, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his white clothes were instantly stained red, bright red, extremely dazzling.

"Senior sister!"

Han Lin was concerned in his heart, and immediately roared eagerly, and at the same time, his body moved forward rapidly, his eyes were red, he came to Du Xiaomei's side, supported his body, poured spiritual power into him to heal his wounds, and took out a healing herb from the storage bag and put it in front of Du Xiaomei.

The rest of the Lingyue Sect also quickly came to Du Xiaomei's side, frowning, and at the same time, they each put the healing items from the storage bag to Du Xiaomei's side.

"Senior sister, are you okay?"

Seeing Du Xiaomei snort softly and wake up slowly, Han Lin immediately asked.

"I'm fine, you let me go. ”

Du Xiaomei shook her head gently, her face was pale, there was no trace of blood, and in her eyes, there was no coldness in the past, but her pupils were dilated, and there was a trace of fear that could not be concealed, as if she had seen some extremely terrifying scene in that sword, which shocked her heart and trembled violently.

"This sword is not my sword, it has only chosen me for the time being to be its bearer. It was waiting for its master, the sword immortal who passed away countless years ago, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years. What you just saw should be the picture of the sword immortal slaying the enemy back then. Excalibur has a spirit, and not anyone can touch it. ”

Dongfang Cheng held Mo Yuan in his hand, looked at the dark light on the sword, and said slowly.

"Dongfang Cheng, I'm not defeated yet!"

Du Xiaomei struggled to get up, threw away Han Lin's hand that was holding hers, and staggered to fight again. But at this moment, her mind was so excited that she couldn't even mobilize the aura in her body, and even spit out a mouthful of blood, which was stained on the ground and quickly penetrated.

"Senior sister, I'll do this battle. ”

Han Lin gently picked up Du Xiaomei again, and slowly spit out these words, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his body surged out at this moment. He put Du Xiaomei in Tang Qian's hands and asked her to take care of her. Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned away.

"You're no match for him, come back, Han ...... Proud!"

Du Xiaomei stood up straight lightly and spoke slowly, in her eyes, there was suddenly a little more indescribable meaning, as if she was concerned about Han Lin, and wanted to hide it deliberately, even Du Xiaomei herself was a little confused about what she was thinking?

Her mind was very chaotic, and her cold state of mind was broken at this moment, which made all her previous emotions explode at this moment, joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, fear, and fright, as if it were real and illusory.

Du Xiaomei pursed her lips and looked at Han Lin's back, with more tenderness in her eyes. She knew Han Lin's identity, and even knew that Han Lin was even a mortal scholar a few months ago, and he had to be silent for a long time even to kill a mandrill, but at this moment, he made a brazen attack for himself. This kind of Han Lin made her a little unsure of what to say for a while, and even a little afraid, afraid that she would not be able to repay this love.

"Senior sister, give it a try, what if I win?"

Han Lin's figure gradually walked away, but it became heavier and heavier in Du Xiaomei's heart, so heavy that she didn't dare to look up at Han Lin's back again......