Rumble!

A white ice dragon suddenly appeared in front of Wei Dongliu's eyes, like a knife-like dragon horn, faintly flashing with a metallic luster, Wei Dongliu's face changed drastically, and at the last moment, the figure was actually a twist, and the whole person was like a vine, flashing in the direction of the left side sharply.

Shout!

A white light grazed his left leg, and although it was only slightly touched, a shocking blood mark was cut on his skin, and the blood overflowed like a spring.

Seeing this, Wei Dongliu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes and saw that Tang Yueshan in front of him had already pursued, and suddenly sneered in his heart, as long as the two of them surrounded again, and then ten bow cultivators shot out of the arrow net that flies could not get out, no matter how amazing the opponent's combat power was, it would be in vain.

With such a turn of thought in his heart, he saw that the rushing figure did not pause in the slightest, and continued to rush forward at an astonishing speed with the momentum of the ice dragon, but he did not continue to pursue and barely avoided the fatal move, and his pace had not completely stabilized.

"Could it be—"

Wei Dongliu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he instantly thought of a possibility, the real target of the other party was not him, but those bow monks who were ambushed in the stone house, his heart suddenly tightened, and he raised his head and shouted backwards: "Be careful! His target is you!"

"Boy, I'm not going to let you get away with it!"

Seeing Ye Wen's figure jump over in an instant, Wei Dongliu, who had completely woken up, slammed his feet violently, splashing the stone fragments all over the sky, and the whole person directly advanced the sword, piercing the void with a sword, at this moment, the skin on his hands was covered with crystalline objects, shining, and it looked no less beautiful under the moonlight.

Ice Crystal Blood Wheel!

Ice crystals spun out at the tip of the sword, and with Wei Dongliu shouting, the hand holding the sword shook violently, crackling, and the ice crystals hung in the air like stars, and then formed a glacier-like sword ray, sprinting towards Ye Wen's back.

A white dragon tail suddenly wrapped back, blocking Ye Wen's back, it could block the impact of the ice crystal river, boom! The ice crystal sword turned wildly to assassinate, the ice dragon's tail suddenly shook, and a series of tiny cracks extended from the position of the middle sword to all sides.

Ye Wen didn't even look at it, there was no sadness or joy on his face, he was in an absolute calm state, his eyes were just staring at the bow monks who were hiding in the stone house not far away, and at the moment when the tail of the ice dragon and the ice crystal sword came into contact, his whole body trembled slightly, and he flicked forward violently.

In the next moment, one step was three feet away, and the figure covered with ice chips flipped over, and crashed into the dilapidated stone house, and reflected in Ye Wen's eyes at this moment, there were only the five bow monks who were shocked with the enemy's invention.

These people are also battle-hardened warriors, and they are well aware of the weakness of the bow monks, because of their close-quarters weakness, coupled with the huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and the enemy, they can sneak attack secretly, but it is not suitable to fight head-on, and at this moment, seeing that the situation is not good, almost at the same time, when the sound of breaking through the door sounds, they try to jump out of the various windows in the house.

Ye Wen smiled coldly, the tip of the sword slashed in mid-air, forming a dazzling sword circle, and the dots of sword light suddenly rose up, and then burst out violently, and five small ice dragons burst out of the exploding ice mist.

Oh my God! What kind of trick is this?

Wei Dongliu, who was chasing Ye Wen but was a few breaths late, the blood on his face suddenly disappeared by half, and there was a touch of surprise in his eyes, and at the moment when he crossed the threshold, what was reflected in his eyes were five corpses whose hearts were penetrated from back to front, and they fell to the ground violently, and even the window that was only an inch away from his hand could not be touched.

Faced with such a tragic scene, Wei Dongliu was subconsciously stunned for a moment, even if he thought he was a fearless tough guy, he had to be a little afraid of the difference in strength.

And in the middle of this hesitation, Ye Wen poured his whole body into his feet, his eyes flashed with an astonishing coldness, and when he stepped on it heavily, he saw that the floor in the room was filled with cold air at a terrifying speed, and in an instant, a layer of cold and biting ice was spread, and quickly covered the windows and doors.

At the same time, as soon as the ice sword in Ye Wen's hand was swiped, two white ice spirit tigers appeared beside him in an instant, and as his mind moved, he roared frantically and rushed towards Wei Dongliu.

"This is the Guardian of the Sword!"

Wei Dongliu's pupils shrank sharply, and he was so frightened that his scalp almost exploded, and his hairs stood on end, the aura of these two escorts was actually beyond the level of the quadruple, which was almost impossible, not to mention the ice dragon phantom in front, just this level of escort phantom, even if it was a quenching fivefold, it was impossible to bear it.

"Brother Wei, what are you doing! Hurry up and get out-"

There was an angry roar from behind, Wei Dongliu trembled, the frightened mood immediately faded, his eyes regained a little clarity, and he saw the two ice tigers open their mouths and bite over, his heart tightened, almost instinctively, and with a flip of his hands, he shot out two blood-colored talismans, and at the same time, he shattered the ice that quickly spread to his thighs, and desperately retreated.

At the moment of escaping, he was secretly ashamed in his heart, he had been born and died on the battlefield, he didn't expect to be suppressed by a young boy, after all, it was a lack of experience, it was too early to think about giving up now, even if the other party was an unimaginable fivefold master, the victory or defeat of the two sides was still unknown.

Perhaps it was just the moment of life and death, Wei Dongliu's eyes became firm, and the struggle against the weak enemy and the strong actually burned, as if he had returned to the moment when he had just joined the gang and started to roll from the bottom, and then he had been killing competitors who were stronger than himself, so that he could reach today's status and realm.

How could he be so simply discouraged?!

The first rule on the battlefield is that the level of the realm does not mean everything, if it is properly coordinated, it is not difficult to kill the strong with the weak, and I don't know how many strong people have been planted on monks who are far weaker than themselves because of carelessness.

This young man is still too young, after killing his five temporary subordinates, he didn't immediately break through the wall and escape, but chose to freeze the room with the Freezing Technique, which is tantamount to destroying his own flexibility, as long as he escapes first, and then joins other partners, using a spell with low flexibility but great power, it is very likely to suppress the other party.

With the thinking speed of a master like Wei Dongliu, he was able to devise various tactics to deal with the situation in an instant, and settle his own disordered mind.

As soon as he crossed the threshold with one foot, suddenly, for some reason, Wei Dongliu found that his gaze was upside down, and at the same time, what was reflected in his eyes was the startled face of Tang Yueshan not far away.

"What is this?"

Wei Dongliu suddenly found that his neck was a little cold, as if it had never become so light as before, as if he was about to fly, as soon as he thought of this, his eyes widened violently, just because Tang Yueshan's damn thin face had disappeared, and what came into view at this moment was a somewhat familiar headless corpse, and the blood from the broken neck was like a spring, shooting upwards.

On the back of the corpse, there were faintly several white phantoms in the shape of dragons, as if they were pythons biting their backs, and the end of the tails of these small white dragons was impressively from the depths of the open mouths of the two ice tigers.

Who is this unlucky ghost who died so comically and so comically?

Such a thought flashed through Wei Dongliu's mind, and then his consciousness completely sank into darkness.