The night is dark and blue, but the snowy mountains are particularly bright because of the snow on the mountains.

On the top of the cliff, a snow lotus stands proudly, and it seems to exude a faint blue in the dark night.

At this time, the buds-like petals of the lotus flower are slowly stretching outward, exuding a strange fragrance.

And with the Snow Mountain as the center, countless black spots swarmed, staying at the foot of the mountain and not daring to step forward.

On the snowy mountain, whether it was because of the snow lotus, the people who had not moved, or the people who had escaped by luck, couldn't help but look slightly condensed.

Everyone didn't expect that Snow Lotus would mature at this time.

This strange medicinal fragrance has attracted many strange beasts, and now there is a snow sculpture king who does not dare to act rashly, but if someone succeeds now, it will be even more difficult to come up with the Great Snow Mountain.

"Phew-"

A loud eagle roared again.

Everyone instinctively flinched.

When I looked up, I saw that no one dared to violate the snowy mountain, and at some point there was an old man who was hobbling around, with nothing on his body, only a long knife behind his back.

"Badao Zhang Ran!"

Almost all people can't help but think of a name in their minds at the same time, and their hearts are slightly cold.

Since ancient times, the sword is the head of a hundred soldiers, and the sword is the hegemony of a hundred benefits.

The sharpness of the sword is unmatched by a sharp weapon in the world.

The domineering of the knife is hard to find in the world.

Knives and swords, no matter how high or low.

Swords fight against each other, and they do not concede a single penny.

If it is said that the sword god is the leader among the swordsmen, the sword of the sword dominates the swordsmen.

The sword of the overlord and the sword of the sword god have always been equal.

Even if the Sword God was the top of the Fulong list back then, the Sword of the Overlord was only slightly inferior.

"Wow!"

The Snow Sculpture King rose into the air again, rolling up the wind and snow, and from a distance, it looked like a small tornado on the top of a snowy mountain.

The old man's face remained unchanged, and his steps were not hurried, and he continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

At the same time, there was a vicissitudes of life and a calm voice that reverberated from the top of the mountain in all directions.

"In the past, the swordsman returned to the sheath, and I sealed the sword and waited for it, and today the swordsman returns, and I want to sacrifice the sword to greet him, can I?"

I don't know how many people looked stunned.

The overlord sword back then had no sword, was it just because the sword of the sword god was sheathed?

At this moment, a pair of giant claws that could break the golden cracking stone fell from the sky, carrying the wind and snow, bringing a sound of breaking wind.

I only heard the shouts of the old man who was staggering.

There was a loud 'bang', like a sudden and shocking wave on the surface of a calm lake, sparks splashed on the top of the mountain, and in an instant it was dark again.

A huge figure flew into the air again, like blood on the claws of iron.

On the top of the mountain, the old man had been ploughed out of two deep snow ditches in front of him, but his face was still calm, and he shouted: "Come again!"

In an instant, the snow sculpture turned back again, its wings stirred, its claws breaking through the air, and grabbing at the old man's head again.

The old man's movements were also fast, the blade was like ice, lit up with blazing yellow rays, like a brilliant sun, and slashed away.

"Wow!"

Another shrill roar, the huge wings of the snow sculpture flapped, and with a violent wind and snow, it attacked the old man.

The old man waved the golden broadsword, not to be outdone, and slashed it away.

One person and one carving, magnificent.

No concessions.

"Senpai dodge!"

At the time when the fight between one person and one eagle was in full swing, there was a sudden sound of shouting not far away.

Immediately, several sounds of breaking the air sounded one after another, and more than a dozen feathered arrows shot one after another like meteors.

Aggressive.

It's obviously a posture of killing every person and every carving.

The old man frowned, and the long knife swept sideways, cutting through an arc, and directly flying with several feather arrows shot from the Innate Realm.

Almost at the same time, the huge wings of the snow sculpture snapped, and the remaining feather arrows were directly struck, and the wings that had already scattered a lot of feathers were already bloodstained, and they fanned straight towards the old man.

The old man's long knife swept across just now, but now his body didn't have time to dodge, and he only deviated slightly.

The giant wing fanned the old man's back and flew the old man out.

More than a dozen feathered arrows were fired.

At the same time, a dense silver needle shot straight out.

The old man who turned around with round eyes and suddenly shouted, "Get out of here!"

The long knife suddenly shone brightly, and everything that flew was cut into several pieces.

The snow sculpture also roared, and its body swirled suddenly, like a tornado, and countless needles and arrows flew back one after another.

Almost at the same time, on the side of Snow Lotus, a figure in green clothes swept over the rocks.

Snow lotus falls into the hands of others.

When the snow sculpture looked back and saw this, it couldn't help but roar angrily, wanting to rush back.

However, the arrow rain silver needles are getting more and more urgent, densely packed.

Countless arrows and needles shot at the snow sculpture, and it was immediately drenched in blood.

On one side, the old man's eyes were cracking.

He came to the Great Snow Mountain just to fight with the Snow Sculpture King, but unexpectedly he was plotted by someone, and he couldn't help but sulk in his heart.

His heart was ruthless, his eyes suddenly turned sharp, and his true qi was all poured out, and the long knife lit up again, swinging out of thin air.

A yellow horse appeared out of thin air.

The top of the snow-capped mountain was suddenly cut off by a knife.

The person who picked the snow lotus was carried by a knife and fell straight down the snowy mountain, and several people who responded also rolled down with the rock.

The atmosphere on the snowy mountain suddenly stopped.

"Wow!"

With a loud roar, against this vacancy, the snow sculpture's body suddenly flipped and flew towards the direction of the snow lotus.

However, an arrow came from nowhere under the mountain, shining with a blazing blue light, as if he had expected all this for a long time.

The long arrow pierced through the falling several people, and the momentum did not decrease, shooting straight at the snow sculpture.

The snow sculpture was focused on the snow lotus, and it was too late to dodge.

An arrow shoots straight at the snow eagle's wings, piercing the wings.

"Wow!"

The snow sculpture roared again and held the snow lotus, but its body fell straight down.

At the same time, the young man in the wool felt something, frowned, and suddenly whispered, "Bring him to me, I will protect you." ”

After speaking, the young man's face had turned pale, and he woke me up after saying something to Yu Yi for a long time, and he couldn't fall asleep.

On the snowy mountain, the snow sculpture that fell straight down came from nowhere, with a long roar, its wings violently incited, and it rose to the sky, going straight to the direction of the old man.

On the mountain, when the knife was not slashed, the old man only felt that something seemed to be blocked in his heart, and his chest was uncomfortable, so he followed his heart and did not want the consequences, so he slashed out with a knife.

Now, seeing the snow sculptures rushing over, I only feel that the real qi is vain, the limbs are weak, and even the knife is in vain, and I can't help but feel sad and angry in my heart, but I am helpless.

The snow sculpture did not attack the old man, but suddenly grabbed the old man's shirt, rose to the sky again, and threw the old man's claws on his back in the air, and swept away towards the eastern sky.

On the snowy mountain, more than a dozen people who were lucky enough not to die looked at each other in a cold sweat.

And at the foot of the snowy mountain, in a hidden cave, a pale old man and a middle-aged man dressed in white looked at each other helplessly, and shook his head slightly.

The pale-faced old man smiled bitterly and said, "Time is also, life is also!"

The middle-aged man in white sneered, "No one has ever been able to take the things of my Mu Xue faction, this Beicang Yuan, it's time to change the sky." ”

(End of chapter)