The ice sword is cold, Wei Chong has never learned any duel moves, in the face of Xue Wu's exquisite sword moves, all he can use is to sweep, sometimes with a broom, sometimes with a dustpan to block, and he already has the intention of escaping in his heart.

However, Xue Wu's swordsmanship became more and more chaotic, and there were more and more flaws, Wei Chong understood that she was in turmoil, but at the moment of life and death, she did not allow sympathy, and saw the opportunity, and the Netherworld Broom clicked over, just dodging Xue Wu's ice sword, and pointed it on Xue Wu's shoulder.

With a bang, the ice sword hit the ground, making a crisp sound, and it melted immediately, and Xue Wu also kicked back, and did not stop until a few feet away.

"I don't want to take advantage of the danger of others, and I will leave!" Wei Chong didn't want to take advantage of the danger of others, but he couldn't beat it at all, just now, the violence poured out, and it was just to force Xue Wu back, this is still under the premise of Xue Wu being distracted, the difference between his strength and Xue Wu is too big, and it is still important to escape for his life now, and before he finished speaking, the person has already rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Xue Wu was furious, and was about to pursue, when a pain suddenly hit, and her body trembled, and she fell to the ground, and she couldn't help but snort.

Wei Chong was going to go to the top of the mountain to find a blood slave, but when he heard the voice, he looked back, and was stunned, only to feel that Xue Wu was acting, knowing that he Wei Chong was glass-hearted, and deliberately won his sympathy.

Wei Chong didn't go over, just sat dozens of zhang away, breathing, while observing the snow dance.

After Xue Wu fell to the ground, she struggled several times, but she couldn't stand up, she looked up at Wei Chong, and found that when Wei Chong didn't leave, she was in a hurry, lest Wei Chong would take the opportunity to do something bad to her, but her consciousness gradually became blurred, and she fainted in the blink of an eye.

"It's useless to pretend to be dead!" Wei Chong shouted loudly when he saw this, a strong person like Xue Wu would never fall down easily, it was just a hard battle, no matter how you look at it, Wei Chong suffered, could it be that if you look at the ** fig leaf, you have to faint, what kind of strong person is that?

But a few hours passed, and Xue Wu lay there, motionless. The Tianshan Mountains are extremely cold, if it is not transformed into violence, with Wei Chong's cultivation, he will not be able to resist the severe cold here at all.

Even if the snow dance cultivation is profound. When she arrived here, it must have been extremely hard, and after the fierce battle just now, the test for her was very cruel, I am afraid that it will be ......

Wei Chong's heart moved. Holding the Netherworld dustpan in front of him, he slowly approached Xue Wu, and said nonsense in his mouth, all of which were deliberately provoking Xue Wu, but Xue Wu still lay still.

"Yes, I can bear it, I want to think about it, what is that red thing?" Wei Chong's mouth let out a smack, less than three feet away from Xue Wu, and Xue Wu didn't move at all. This is clearly very wrong.

Wei Chong took an arrow step and rushed to Xue Wu's body, and when he saw that Xue Wu had fainted, he couldn't help but be stunned, this ...... What the hell is going on?

Grabbed Xue Wu's wrist, like a piece of ice, there was no pulse at all, and tried to breathe again, apparently no, Xue Wu...... He's dead?

Wei Chong was completely stunned. I don't believe that Xue Wu died like this, thinking that she was already tired, and she was hit by the Nether Broom just now, so she fainted. And if it doesn't breathe, it must be some kind of spell, and on this cold and frozen Tianshan Mountain, he fell to the ground and fell unconscious, but he would definitely die.

Violence can resist the cold, Wei Chong shook his head helplessly. After hesitating for a moment, she still lost a trace of Xue Wu, this trace of violence will not turn into the power of Xue Wu, but will only drive away the cold poison in her body.

But when he was transporting violence, Wei Chong found that Xue Wu was seriously injured, and his internal organs were seriously damaged, and the situation was not optimistic.

Xue Wu was distraught, and was caught by Wei Chong, hit him on the shoulder with a broomstick, and went out violently, so that Xue Wu was injured so badly.

However, after thinking about it, Wei Chong didn't feel guilty, it was Xue Wu who came to snatch his treasures, and it was not too much to kill her, but killing a woman without resistance was definitely not something he could do, so he immediately fed her some Tiansang Dew.

However, he was soon surprised to find that the injuries in Xue Wu's body were recovering rapidly, Tian Sang Lu was very magical, but it didn't recover so quickly, I think it must be some kind of exercise that Xue Wu cultivated that played a role.

Thinking that this female demon would wake up and shout at him, he hurriedly waved his hand to lay an enchantment around him, turned around and ran wildly towards the top of the mountain.

The wind and snow have stopped, the cold is boneless, but Wei Chong's head is bubbling with white gas, and his whole body is hot, and when he can't bear it anymore, he falls on the thick snow, and a cool feeling hits, so happy!

"What's it?" Wei Chong lay on his stomach in the snow for a long time, and was not ready to get up until he didn't feel hot, but suddenly felt something move lightly under him.

Wei Chong couldn't help but be frightened, jumped up, held the nether broom, saw that there was no more movement there, plucked up his courage, and swept away the snow with the broom little by little, but found nothing, until another broom went down, but did not sweep a trace of snow, the pit was obviously snow-white, and the snow was very thick, which was indeed a bit weird.

Wei Chong had no choice but to squat down and grab it with his hand, suddenly a white shadow jumped up, and a blood-red mouth bit Wei Chong's neck, Wei Chong hurriedly blocked it with a nether broom, and with a click, the mouth bit on the broom.

"Whew!"

The Nether Broom is the treasure of the underworld, and it is difficult for any powerful force to destroy, let alone bite off.

That crisp sound is the best proof, the white shadow bit down, and wailed in pain, and its voice was impressive...... Wolf howl?

Thinking of those evil wolves, Wei Chong's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly shook it hard, throwing the white shadow away, and the white shadow fell to the ground, Wei Chong saw that it was a wolf cub, and the ice and snow on his body fell to the size of a cat.

Wei Chong breathed a long sigh of relief, but suddenly thought that the wolves all appeared in groups, and hurriedly looked around, there was no wolf shadow in a thousand square meters.

But the wolf cub was obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp, and immediately rushed towards Wei Chong after landing, faster than lightning.

In the face of the evil wolf, even if it was a wolf cub, Wei Chong would not be soft, and clenched the Netherworld broom, ready to give the wolf cub a fatal blow, but he heard a sharp voice that suddenly floated in.

The wolf cub was in the air, and when he heard the sound, he turned around and fell to the ground, and burrowed into the snow.

What is it that can scare a wolf cub like this? This place is close to the top of the Tianshan Mountains, and although there are few demon beasts, they are very strong.

Wei Chong didn't think much about it, and he also learned from the wolf cub, got into the snow, looked around, and soon found a fiery bird.

The bird resembled a sparrow, with red feathers, but its size, estimated to be only one-tenth of that of a sparrow, flew close to the ground, and its speed was slow, apparently looking for something.

Frightened by such a small bird, Wei Chong was full of contempt for the wolf cub, and was about to go out, but saw that behind the bird, a piece of red suddenly appeared, wriggling in the white snow, and there were countless red birds, the number of which was difficult to estimate.

Seeing this scene, Wei Chong could finally understand the pain of the wolf cub, in fact, at this moment, he had also become the food that those birds were looking for, and he couldn't help but hold his breath, and the chill floated through his heart.

"Over there!" The little bird at the front suddenly raised its wings and pointed at Wei Chong's side, and with an order, countless red birds rushed over. (To be continued.) )