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At this time, the wind and waves in the cold ice were almost completely stiffened, and the cold ice outside his body was still cooling his body, and if it continued like this for less than an hour, even if the big sword slave no longer made a move, he would be frozen alive into ice.

Lang Xing and the Great Sword Slave are fighting in front of the battle, and the battle between the two sides is only for a while, even if the Generalissimo Hanwei sends someone to rescue him at this time, there is still a Great Sword Slave here, not to mention the Great Sword Slave who can take the wind and waves in such a short time, who will he send?

At this time, Feng Lang Xing had no other way but to save himself, and the spiritual power of Feng Lang Xing, who was poor in Qian Donkey's skills, was running rapidly, analyzing all his available strength, however, Feng Lang Xing was completely trapped at this time, and even if he had a Heaven Rank Spirit Treasure to break through the Jian, there was no place to use at this time.

This wind and waves can be said to have reached the end of the road, or the ** of survival made him put his last hope on the wild seed in his body, the black wild gas slowly stretched out of the body, and after a while, a thin film was formed around the body, and the wild air touched the cold ice around the body like a hungry and thirsty wolf frantically devoured, but in a moment the thick layer of ice on the body was devoured.

At this time, seeing that the cold ice sword qi that sealed the wind and waves actually melted quickly, the big sword slave was also extremely surprised, this cold ice was made of sword qi, but it was no better than ordinary ice, how could it be so easy to melt?

Feng Lang Xing saw that he was about to get out but was sealed again, and the anxious * Desolate Seed released a desolate qi again, only to see that the original white big ice cube quickly turned black, and the volume was decreasing sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye, making the big sword slave anxious for a while, and a large amount of sword qi enveloped Feng Lang Xing again, and the ice cube became larger again, and the two sides were consumed for a short time.

As time passed, the big sword slave became more and more anxious, and a large amount of sword qi continued to be injected into the ice.

However, just when Feng Lang Xing felt that the situation began to turn towards him, a cold feeling in the dantian surprised Feng Lang Xing, and the desolate qi was still devouring the cold ice sword qi, and the cold feeling in the dantian was getting stronger and stronger, but although Feng Langxing sensed the convulsions in his body, if he gave up devouring the cold ice with the desolate qi at this time, he was likely to die, so he gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his body and continued to devour.

Dozens of minutes after Feng Lang Xing and the Great Sword Slave fought, the Xia Wei Sword Master who came to the aid finally arrived, but he was also shocked when he saw that Feng Lang Xing, who had been frozen by the Great Sword Slave for so long, was still resisting stubbornly, and immediately shouted angrily: "Despicable Great Sword Slave, I Xia Wei is here to meet you!"

After speaking, a flaming sword instantly burst out hundreds of flames straight * Great Sword Slave, at this time, because of dealing with the wind and waves, regardless of the consumption of the true yuan, the Great Sword Slave was already a little physically exhausted, and he did not dare to be distracted in the face of Xia Wei, whose strength was not inferior to his own in the slightest, and hurriedly brandished the cold ice sword against Xia Wei.

Of course, Han Wei heard that the big sword slave used a sword with an ice attribute, so let Xia Wei, who is known for his fire attribute, come, if someone else is afraid that he will not be able to suppress him.

In an instant, the raging flames and the crystal clear ice blade collided together, and I don't know whether the fire melted the ice or the ice annihilated the fire, the two sides did not give up half a step, on one side was the snow flying and the ice was splashing, on the other hand, the sky was like the sky, and the two diametrically opposed scenes appeared on the battlefield at the same time, although it was beautiful, but for these people who saw it, whoever won on both sides would have to accept the crazy slaughter, so no one wanted to let go of anyone, but it provided a chance for the wind and waves to escape, and the desolate qi was still devouring the cold ice sword qi, but the feeling of coldness in the body was becoming more and more obviousAlthough his body has been frozen and gradually lost consciousness, this coolness from the inside out is very obvious.

However, Feng Langxing's spiritual power has always paid attention to the changes on the battlefield, although the big sword slave has consumed a lot of true yuan, but Xia Wei still hasn't taken any advantage, if there is a slight mistake, this great opportunity to escape will be in vain again, and Feng Langxing also feels that the true yuan in his dantian has been consumed greatly, so the more he delays, the more unfavorable it is for himself, and he simply has a heart, and the few true yuan left in the dantian gushes out wildly, constantly stimulating the desolate qi to swallow the cold ice, and the black desolate qi slowly oozes out the ice cubes and completely envelops the ice cubes, and the crystal clear ice cubes suddenly become a black piece, which is rapidly melting。

Finally, "Ah~"

"Despicable sword slave, I'm going to kill you!"

The wind and waves that broke through the shackles of ice were like a new life, and a roar soared into the sky.

However, Feng Langxing didn't know how strange his appearance was at this time, his originally long black hair had completely turned pale blue at this time, his originally ruddy face had become as pale as snow, and even a fiery red battle armor was wrapped in a layer of blue ice, looking like an ice sculpture, only the pair of cold eyes looked directly at the big sword slave.

The heart of the great sword slave was as if it had been blown by the wind and snow in an instant, and his whole body seemed to be shocked by the cold eyes of the wind and waves.

A bad feeling of something big instantly surged into the heart of the big sword slave, and he violently counterattacked Xia Wei's short * retreat, and Edgeworth fled to the castle tower, for fear that Xia Wei and Feng Lang Xing would join forces to make dumplings, and he never saw Feng Lang Xing never leave the same place from beginning to end.

"Where is the big sword slave escaping? ”

Xia Wei shouted violently and was about to catch up, but was stopped by Feng Langxing's words, "General, poor Kou Mo chase, let's go back first." ”

Xia Wei came to Feng Langxing's side, and when he saw that Feng Langxing had not moved for a long time, he said, "Why didn't General Feng leave?"

Feng Langxing looked at Xia Wei, and reluctantly smiled and said softly: "Hehe! I was already stiff and unable to move at this time, just now I was just scaring the big sword slave, and I asked the general to help take me back." ”

Xia Wei looked at the figure of the big sword slave who was no longer seen around him, and immediately carried the wind and waves on his back, and the sword went to the camp of the Chinese army.

Zhou Yun, who had been staring at the battlefield, saw Xia Wei returning with Feng Langxing on his back, and immediately entered the big tent to report, and then went out again, and saw that although Feng Langxing looked very strange, he was sure that he was still alive, so he immediately ignored Xia Wei's existence and pounced, hugging Feng Langxing's neck, and kept chanting in a hoarse voice: "It's great that you can come back!

As he spoke, two lines of hot tears poured out from Zhou Yun's agile eyes, completely unaware of the icy temperature of Feng Langxing's whole body.

"Hehe, Yun'er, I'm fine, but my whole body is wrapped in ice and I can't move, you better let the marshal see how to make me move quickly!"

Zhou Yun felt that Feng Langxing's whole body was stiff and cold, and he immediately said frizzily: "Langxing, you wait first, I'll let the marshal come out now." ”