Hearing Ye Qin's words just now, it wasn't just the more than ten foundation-building cultivators of the Star Bamboo Palace who couldn't suppress their wild laughter.

Even Wu Yuyue and five or six golden-clothed monks from the Golden Armor Palace were stunned and incredible. This unattractive man was surrounded by a group of monks of the same rank of the Star Bamboo Palace, and he had already reached the point of exhaustion, and he was still stiff-mouthed.

And the monks who were watching from a distance showed even more regret.

Ye Qin's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of those monks who had the heart to watch the excitement. The contrast in strength between the two sides is obvious, and in their eyes, Ye Qin has no chance of winning. However, he didn't beg for mercy before he died, and he dared to be so tough, which can be regarded as very bold.

Ye Qin calmly watched the reactions of the monks.

He has always been cautious and steady, and does not like to boast.

If the attacking enemy is Brother Jindan, he is willing to bow down, without saying a word, and immediately flee with Bing'er, as far as he can escape. With his Jindan Skeleton Demon and the three-handled Yuan Shen magic weapon, he can support a small moment at most, and he has no chance of winning.

It's a pity that the more than ten Star Bamboo Palace Foundation Building Period monks in front of them are not Jindan monks, and the number is really not too many. Except for Li Shuwen's strength, which is likely to be stronger, the rest are ordinary monks, and they don't even have a decent top-level magic weapon.

Ye Qin shook Huangfu Bing'er's cold little hands, telling her not to worry, and said with a light smile, "Bing'er, do you remember how we killed demon beasts in Wankuling back then?"

"Yes. ”

Huangfu Bing'er thought for a moment and nodded. That time was when she first met Ye Qin, and she remembered it vividly, of course she remembered it. At that time, Ye Qin used the Soul Bell Magic Weapon to open the way, and she used sixteen Ice Spirit Swords to attack, and the two cooperated, and with the cultivation of the Qi cultivation period, they almost swept away the low-level demon beasts on the third layer of the cave. Shock and surprise attack, this technique is especially effective when killing demon beasts.

However, is it still effective to use the low-level magic weapon of the Soul Bell to deal with this group of mid-level and high-level monks who build a foundation?

She had some doubts in her heart.

No matter how powerful this low-level magic weapon is, it is unlikely that it will have much impact on these foundation-building high-level cultivators. What's more, it's still a group of foundation-building monks. In her opinion, it is better to break through and go away immediately.

Li Shuwen saw Ye Qin holding Huangfu Bing'er's little hand with a big thorn, his eyes burst out, almost angry, his gloomy face couldn't help it anymore, and the blood-colored spear full of anger pointed at Ye Qin, and shouted at the monks of the Star Bamboo Palace, "Give it all to me, and give that little white face to Lao Tzu to beat to death!" Lao Tzu wants to see if Lao Tzu's subordinates are many. ”

More than a dozen blue-and-black-clothed Zhuji monks were immediately ordered to besiege Ye Qin and Huangfu Bing'er. As people from the Star Bamboo Palace, their strength can be regarded as very strong among ordinary monks.

Ye Qin raised his eyebrows, just about to make a move.

"Senior Brother Ye, you haven't seen me make a move for a long time, so let Senior Sister clean them up now. ”

But seeing Huangfu Bing'er smiling, she had already taken a step ahead of Ye Qin and appeared in the center of the field, her delicate body in a white dress stood proudly, and her ice and snow eyes swept contemptuously over the attacking foundation building monks.

In the Middle-earth Spirit Mist Realm, she has always been the most outstanding top monk of her class, and no one can match her. Even if this was the East China Sea Islands where the strong were rampant, she didn't think that these ordinary monks in front of her were very powerful.

Ye Qin was slightly stunned, smiled, stopped shooting, and watched the battle.

"Ice Soul Cold Light Sword, Hurry!"

Huangfu Bing'er took a small mouth, and a cold light shot out.

This sword swelled in an instant, turning into an eight-zhang long crystal clear ice sword, and around the almost transparent sword body, a wide range of cold air lingered, causing the temperature in the range of tens of zhang on the field to drop sharply, and the cold could almost make the teeth of the low-level monks of the foundation building tremble.

This ice spirit cold light sword attacked towards the thick-eyed monk at the front.

"Yuan Shen Artifact!?"

The thick-eyebrow monk was suddenly startled, regretting that he had made too much meritorious service, but unfortunately it was too late to retreat at this time, so he could only bite the bullet and block it with a top-level magic sword in his hand. The possibility of blocking that ice-based primordial artifact was extremely small, and he was ready to abandon his sword and flee.

Click!

The two magic weapons were only struck as soon as they were touched.

A small notch the size of a bean was struck out of the top-level magic weapon.

And the eight-zhang ice sword unexpectedly broke directly and split into two.

The thick-eyebrow monk didn't expect this strange result, and he didn't have time to think about the reason, so his confidence suddenly skyrocketed, and he was overjoyed, and continued to rush forward with the magic weapon.

The two ice swords continued to attack him one left and one right.

Hit again.

The thick-eyebrow man was fearless under the great increase in confidence, and he controlled the top-level magic weapon and slashed towards the two broken ice swords.

"Bell, bell"

Sure enough, with the crisp golden sound, the two ice swords cracked and disintegrated again, turning two into four.

The four flying swords continued to strangle, and the thick-eyed man was slightly stunned and began to hurry.

Four into eight.

The thick-eyed man was shocked.

Eight to sixteen.

Under the siege of the Sixteen Ice Flying Sword, the top-level magic weapon controlled by the thick-eyed monk was unstoppable. His eyes were filled with despair. Before the other monks could support, in the blink of an eye, they were twisted by a group of ice blades in mid-air, exploding into a cloud of frost and blood mist.

"Ice Storm Sword Formation!"

Huangfu Bing Kodyu pointed his hand, and in a cold and crisp voice, he spit out four words.

After strangling the thick-eyebrow man, these sixteen small Yuan Shen magic weapons formed a ring-shaped ice system Yuan Shen magic weapon sword array, forming a rapid ice blade vortex with a range of tens of zhang, surrounding Huangfu Bing'er.

Huangfu Bing'er in the Ice Spirit Sword Array, cold as snow, looked at the enemy outside the Sword Formation. The proud figure stands in the white cold haze, making people unable to see their faces.

Another hot-tempered foundation building monk, rushing too fast to stop, was already in the Ice Storm Sword Formation of Huangfu Bing'er, the bone-chilling cold breath made him almost freeze and suffocate, the mana mobilization was slow, his hands and feet slowed down, and the frost quickly covered his body.

He raised his eyes and looked, the surrounding sky was completely covered with the light and shadow of the Ice Spirit Flying Sword, the cold light flashed, and an incomparable torrent of ice blades attacked him, "boom", his high-level magic weapon was first shattered, and then the flesh body, in the rapidly rotating Ice Storm Sword Array, then burst into small pieces of flesh, turning into a large cloud of ice flower blood mist, which spread in the ice storm vortex, and was constantly being pushed into smaller pieces.

The sword formation composed of sixteen ice spirit cold light swords strangled two blue-black clothed high-level cultivators one after another.

In the ice flower blood mist, there was a murderous aura exuded.

The monks watching the battle from a distance all exclaimed in a low voice.

Ye Qin, who was watching the battle nearby, looked at the Ice Storm Sword Formation, thoughtfully, and smiled with satisfaction. He was also worried that Bing'er's combat power was not strong enough, and now it seemed that this worry was a bit redundant.

The faces of the remaining seven or eight blue-and-black-clothed monks changed, and they were shocked by the terrifying momentum of the sword array, they almost stopped, glanced at each other, and invariably outside the ice storm sword formation, they didn't dare to attack it, and their hearts were cold.

You must know that their strength is lower than that of the two high-level foundation building cultivators just now, and their magic weapons are not strong enough.

It is not easy to have an extremely strong divine sense in order to be able to smoothly and freely perform so many magic weapons at the same time. And to perfectly control such a complex set of sword formations, the divine consciousness and mana required are even more amazing.

Together, they may have a very low chance of breaking the sword array, but most of them will definitely die in the sword array.

To break this sword formation, there is a relatively simple way, that is, to use a Yuan Shen magic weapon that is stronger than the Ice Spirit Cold Light Sword to open the way, and then you can rush in. And these monks, they don't have this strength at all.

Li Shuwen of Xingzhu Palace, as well as Wu Yuyue and other monks of Jinjia Palace, were all stunned and stunned, and only now did they know the strength of Huangfu Bing'er. They came to their senses in shock, they were only tempted by her beauty before, and they despised the true strength of this woman who could be accepted as an entry by the Yuanying Monk.

Just imagine, if there is no super strength that far surpasses that of other foundation building monks, where may Liu Yuzhen, the ancestor of the primordial infant, be looked at.

Even Li Shuwen and Wu Yuyue have a very high status in Xingzhu Palace and Jinjia Palace only because of their blood relatives. Otherwise, with their own nature, it is simply impossible.

There was a freeze on the field.

Huangfu Bing'er controlled the Ice Storm Sword Formation, waiting for the blue-clothed monks to attack the Sword Formation.

And these blue-and-black-clothed foundation building monks, looking at the sword array, were already frightened.

Li Shuwen frowned, his face gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

He is not a fool either, and in this case, he can't let a group of his henchmen break into the Ice Storm Sword Formation and die in vain. He only had one way now, and that was to take action personally and break the Ice Storm Sword Formation with the Demon Slaying Divine Spear.

However, he looked at the Ice Storm Sword Formation within a range of tens of zhang, and the hand holding the Demon Killing Divine Spear trembled.

I have to admit that Huangfu Bing'er, whether it is cultivation or combat power, is above him.

Even the grade of the Ice Spirit Cold Light Sword Yuan Divine Weapon was not much worse than his Demon Slaying Divine Spear. Moreover, his magic cultivation over the years was far less diligent than Huangfu Bing'er. The greater role of the Demon Slaying Spear is to support the scene, and it can't exert a few percent of its power. If he wants to force his way into this Ice Storm Sword Formation, he is not sure.

He tried to open his mouth several times to say something, but in the end he stayed where he was, not saying a word.

However, now all the monks of the Star Bamboo Palace are waiting for his attitude, the monks of the Golden Armor Palace are still watching the excitement, and there is a large group of onlookers pointing and talking in the distance, he can't say nothing.

Cowardly, this face he can't afford to lose, the young palace master of Xingzhu Palace.

Li Shuwen swept over the monks on the field, and his eyes fell on Ye Qin, who looked idle, behind Huangfu Bing'er. Ye Qin is unknown in the area of Xianque City, and no one knows where he came from, such a monk is far easier to deal with than Huangfu Bing'er, and he can also take the opportunity to save face.

He hurriedly had a vicious thought, and the blood-colored spear couldn't help but point at Ye Qin, and said in a cold voice, "This young palace master never fights with women. You get out of here and hide behind a woman, what kind of ability are you. ”

"Haha, Brother Li is right, relying on women to support the scene is really shameful. I look at this old brother, you still stand up and fight with Brother Li, even if you lose the fight, it is better than being a turtle with a shrunken head. ”

Wu Yuyue clasped her hands on her chest, making it clear that she was watching a good show, how could she watch the field freeze.

He somewhat guessed what Li Shuwen was thinking at this time, and immediately added fuel to the fire, provoking Ye Qin to come out and fight. For this man who appeared with Huangfu Bing'er, he was also secretly jealous of Li Shuwen, and if Li Shuwen was allowed to kill him, he would be optimistic.

Ye Qin glanced at the arrogant Li Shuwen, and then glanced at Wu Yuyue, who was waiting to see a good show, was silent for a while, and suddenly sneered at Wu Yuyue. "Okay. However, I'm worried that the strength of the palace master Li Shao alone is not good. Why don't you go with him?"

(To be continued)