Twenty remaining.

The old lady smiled with interest: "Young man, good reaction." How about trying this trick?"

She stomped lightly on the ground with the cane in her hand, and countless thin ice volleys appeared in the air, and before Changning could see it clearly, they flew out together, slashing her head and covering her face like a torrential rain.

No, the rainstorm is far from enough to describe this cold ice, they are not connected to each other, but the momentum is harmonious, more like a wall of ice crushing. The thin ice broke through the air, and the screams were one after another, rumbling, and the ears of the two were numb.

The distance passed in an instant, and these ice chips were already approaching in front of the two of them almost as soon as they appeared in the air!

Changning never dared to test the hardness of these thin ice with his own body, and the long sword came out of the sheath with a clear groan, and the starting hand was a thorough defensive position, which was a solid formula in a very basic sword technique.

The blades of the swords were joined together, and the sound of the blades cutting ice chips was endless, as if a tunnel could be carved out of a wall of ice that could be passed by one person. The chopped ice chips turned into fine Xiaoice crystals and hit their faces, even though the power had been weakened by the vast majority, Changning felt that he was almost going to cut off a layer of flesh.

Under the Luming Imperial Sword, it was not very easy, and it was also a solid style with no choice, and the small sword flew, forming a wall of sword light, and collided with those ice chips. Although the ice chips were shattered and scattered, the small sword under the control of Lu Mingdao also lost its stability for a while, flew out crookedly, and stuck it on the ground.

The rest of the ice grazed the two of them dangerously and dangerously, and then plunged into the wall and ground behind them, making a series of popping sounds. Changning took a look through the afterglow, and all the pieces were submerged into the masonry, leaving only thin black holes.

Ten breaths remaining.

After all, I caught this trick.

However, catching and catching, just this time of confrontation, under the huge impact, Changning's hand holding the sword was already trembling slightly, and the posture of holding the hilt of the sword was also slightly deformed. If there is another impact like this, I am afraid that the long sword will also come out of his hand uncontrollably.

Although I don't know what this old lady's realm is, just looking at the huge power contained in this thin ice, each piece is no less than a three-step body cultivator to attack with all his strength, so many ice flakes attack, it is almost equivalent to being bombarded by dozens or hundreds of three-step body correction surfaces at the same time. It is better to say that Changning and Lu Ming can work hard to stabilize their bodies in this great strength, which is already an extremely good performance.

Looking at the old lady again, she was completely indifferent, as if the thunderous ice rain just now was just as ordinary as eating and drinking to her.

If she really moved her murderous intent, within twenty-four breaths, she would kill Changning and Lu Ming, I am afraid that there would be no challenge.

She struck a blow and stopped moving, just watched the two of them deal with it for a long time. Watching Changning Kankan fall and force these ice chips open, and seeing Lu Ming Fangcai's sword in front of him, a sword wall that was crumbling by the impact of ice flakes, there was no joy or sadness on his face.

Changning looked at the other party's expression, and couldn't help but have an illusion in his heart: maybe this old lady had already reached the limit of him and Lu Ming when she made a move.

This move just forced the two to fight with all their might, and they couldn't leave any spare strength, but they couldn't afford to take their lives.

Such an unfathomable cultivation, coupled with the ability to arouse the perception of Zhiyouzhu, Changning was extremely vigilant in his heart.

Regardless of whether her appearance and saying that she could provide clues about the Soul Confusion Array was true or false, or whether she had any hidden schemes, it was worth Changning and Lu Ming to be very vigilant.

Lu Ming's face was equally ugly.

Fang Cai's attack was overwhelming, and the speed at which she sacrificed her flying sword from the sea of qi was even faster than any before. However, almost as soon as the flying sword came into contact with the ice chips for the first time, the connection between her Dao power and the flying sword was shaken by the impact. When she stabilized the flying sword with all her strength, she only felt that the sea of qi was almost like a big river bursting, and her Dao power was pouring out like flowing water, but in an instant, her Dao power had already been consumed. When cultivating in the sword mound, the Dao power is strong, and in other places, it can still be more or less pulled to replenish the consumption of free Dao power, but at this moment, the surrounding large array is frozen, and the large array is almost completely filled with the dark breath, how dare she vomit?

The old lady quietly waited for Changning and Lu Ming to breathe a little, and then said quietly: "When the old man was young, he occasionally got a sword move, and he always wanted to ask the sword mound for advice. I wonder who of the two would like to appreciate the old body with a light?"

Lu Ming's small sword has not yet been recalled, and Changning naturally didn't want to think about it, so he answered: "Let the juniors take over." ”

Lu Ming hurriedly said: "You are crazy! My realm is one step higher than yours, why do you want to rob me?!"

Changning did not answer.

Because the old lady had already made a simple sword move.

She used the crutch as a sword, and then the surrounding darkness was all contaminated with an inexplicable strange sword intent.

"This is a sword from the dead asking the living, and the old man calls it a sigh. ”

In the sword shrine, Changning has never seen a sword move.

In fact, with the generosity of the Sword Shrine Master and the richness of the Sword Pavilion classics, all the Sword Shrine disciples and the word sword have an incomparably broad vision. All kinds of sword moves that have caused a big or small storm in the world are like no money, and you can see as much as you want. All kinds of sword intent and sword momentum, as long as the Dao heart is enough to carry it, can be used for reference and comparison to confirm their own Dao.

However, Changning had never seen such a ...... A special sword.

A sword is always to kill the enemy, but this sword seems to ethereal from the endless depths of the underworld, turning life and death upside down.

It was carried by a mediocre crutch, so it owed some sharpness.

It should have not been used and adjusted for many years, and this sword is a bit rough.

However, the sword path of this sword is slow, but it is extremely stable.

Changning's face was extremely solemn.

The sword that was slowly handed over did not infuse any Dao power, and even the sword momentum itself carried an ethereal flavor.

This is the taste of Hades.

No one can remain silent in the face of Hades.

Changning's spiritual will at this moment was unprecedentedly concentrated. He raised his sword and handed it out as slowly.

Behind him are fireworks in the world.

Bite.

The tip of the metal sword and the wooden crutch touched, but there was a crisp sound like stone and jade colliding.

Then the sword and the crutch are separated with a touch.

Life and death pass by.

Breathless, icy.

"The baby of the sword mound, this deal can be done. ”