In this strange and unfamiliar environment, facing the invincible existence of the demon camp and the famous shadow killing technique of the phantom, even Zhao Chunyang did not dare to be careless, and reacted a second before the other party's attack arrived, and jumped tall into the air.

However, the shadow spear was like a spirit, and when it reached Zhao Chunyang, it suddenly raised its head like a spirit snake, like a spear and a snake, and attacked Zhao Chunyang mercilessly.

Cold sweat oozed from Zhao Chunyang's forehead, but he snorted coldly, pulled out the sword from his waist, held the hilt of the sword in both hands, and was full of anger, and slashed down with a huge condescending sword slash.

Slash and Shadow Gun collide head-on.

An astonishing shock wave spread from the center of the collision.

The shadow spear trembled slightly, and immediately at the bottom of the Pure Yang Sword, it melted like snow in the sun at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sword of Zhao Chunyang, the proud son of the Sword Tower, is really powerful.

However, with one blow to disintegrate the opponent's offensive, Zhao Chunyang couldn't help frowning slightly, and looked up at the flying fine snow.

Previously, his sword slash had used considerable strength, but the opponent's shadow spear was only a tentative attack, and he felt some kind of vague resistance when he defused it.

Originally, both sides were invincible, and their strength should be between them.

Now, it doesn't seem to be the case.

In this environment, this is not the case.

"The previous feeling is correct, this fine snow will really weaken me, and it will be solved quickly. ”

As soon as Zhao Chunyang thought about it, his body shot towards the graceful and delicate body of the phantom as if it was burning and lost.

The murderous aura was soaring, and the flaming sword aura condensed on its blade.

The phantom didn't want to confront him, his delicate body moved, and he pulled out a heavy phantom and avoided it backwards, and at the same time, a Dao shadow condensed in the void, winding towards Zhao Chunyang like a vine.

As the nearby vines wound towards the pure sun, barbs sprouted from the vines, shimmering with metallic hues.

The shadow vine of shadow killing is in the sky.

The pure yang sword qi wrapped around Zhao Chunyang's body, and when it rose, it really turned into the flame of the sun.

His eyes were sharp, he was discerning, distinguishing the strength and weakness of the energy of different vines, and the sword in his hand destroyed the stronger shadow vines, leaving only the weakest to bear with the sword qi flames on his body.

As the flames rose, they burned up all the weaker vines that had stabbed them, and their speed increased instead of decreasing, like a burning drain, shooting towards the fleeing phantom with an irresistible momentum.

The speed of the two kept getting closer.

Zhao Chunyang finally arrived above the phantom, holding a sword in both hands, condescending, mercilessly slashing at the phantom's charming and pretty face that was slightly up.

The phantom's expression remained unchanged, her slender jade hand was stamped on her chest, and a huge shadow grew from top to bottom, turning into a shadow giant, enveloping her graceful and delicate body.

The shadow giant crossed his arms and went up in time to block before Zhao Chunyang's sword slash.

Guardian of the Shadows.

Zhao Chunyang's volcanic eruption-like sword slashed at the shadow giant's arms crossed.

The shockwave, which was several times more terrifying than before, spread.

With such a might, if the idle fourfold powerhouses were affected by the aftermath, more than nine out of ten people would die and fall on the spot.

Bang.

Above the Shadow Giant's arms, cracks spread from the intersection.

Like a spider's web, it spreads all over the body.

The entire Shadow Guardian collapses.

The phantom's delicate body pulled out the Dao Phantom and retreated.

Zhao Chunyang was also shocked back for a distance.

But he had a hard temperament, his eyes were piercing, he held a sword, and he was full of sword energy, and he shot towards the phantom.

The phantom laughed coquettishly, "Little brother, do you want to play melee combat?" ”

When the words fell, her jade hand formed a mysterious seal, and a shadow grew, and the color turned from black to purple, and recently turned into purple gold.

And this shadow, head, and facial features are very clear, the eyes are awe-inspiring, and the surface of the body is like a solid armor, and the end is majestic, like a god.

Secret technique, Shadow God.

As soon as the phantom thought about it, the Purple Heavenly God pounced viciously towards Zhao Chunyang.

This thing is the embodiment of her secret technique, only the upper half of the body, and the lower half of the body gradually shrinks, connecting her delicate body.

However, the speed at which the upper body swooped down was as fast as the growth of a shadow spear.

The Shadow Heavenly God slammed his fist into the blade of the sword that Zhao Chunyang swung.

Zhao Chunyang's sword was smashed open by it with its fist.

The hardness of this thing's fist is no less than that of an immortal weapon.

Zhao Chunyang was unwilling to admit defeat.

In the next moment, the two sides fought together, Zhao Chunyang hit the real fire, no longer left his hand, his strength was fully opened, the terrifying sword qi seemed to be able to burn the heavens and the earth, and the ruthless moves of the ten successful powers were used endlessly, and they were extremely fierce, like blazing meteorites bombarding the earth one after another.

Obviously, he wanted to destroy the other party quickly, but the Shadow God was one of the means for the Phantom to press the bottom of the box, even in normal times, it was not so easy, not to mention that in the fine snow world evolved from the Creation Map, his skills were suppressed.

And the other party's ability is blessed.

Even if he had already exerted ten successful powers, he could only match this Shadow Celestial God for the time being.

The two sides have gone through fifty or sixty moves in one go, and they are also on par, on par.

Seeing this, the phantom frowned slightly.

This guy Sutu didn't contribute at all.

She could faintly feel that at this moment, the Creation Diagram was simply running spontaneously, and the Diagram had not yet participated.

"Brother Sutu, what are you waiting for?" she complained dissatisfiedly to Sutu on the other side of the light curtain.

Sutu put down his glass, tasted the taste of the wine in his mouth, and said to himself, "Okay, I know, but I just want to enjoy it." ”

Immediately, he looked at Luo Bi and smiled lightly: "These people are too harsh, what do you say, sister?"

Luo Bi didn't care about his words, she looked at the three battlefields in front of her nervously.

The battle situation between Lu Qingchan and Chen Kong was also the same as Zhao Chunyang's, and they did not gain any upper hand.

She knew that the owner of the Creation Diagram, Su Tu, would just be drinking, and she didn't consciously urge the Creation Diagram at all.

If this person is mixed in again, the consequences will be unimaginable.

I'm afraid that Zhao Chunyang and the three of them will really fall in this place as he designed.

If so, it would be no less than a disaster for every human camp practitioner in this layer.

"Guys, you have to hold on. Luo Bifang's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but leave tears in her beautiful eyes.

It's all her fault.

There was a chance.

If she had cut herself earlier, she would have dragged these three into the fire pit.

It's not just these three that will be lost, all humans in this layer of hell will suffer heavy losses.

After all, there is still half a month left before the day of the monthly hell exit.

Half a month, it's easy to imagine what losses the human camp will suffer.

Su Tu admired the desperate expression of the human beauty of Xia Luobi, and as soon as his thoughts moved, the table and chair in front of him disappeared, and at the same time, a futon appeared, and he sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes slightly averted, and his mind communicated with the creation diagram, and its effect was fully exerted.

As a result, the occupation of various places has changed dramatically.

In the world of fine snow.

The snow suddenly became dense and gradually turned into a heavy snow of goose feathers.

Under the heavy snow, the suppression in Zhao Chunyang's feelings, which was not very obvious, suddenly became obvious, and it increased to an outrageous level in a short period of time.

His strength has been weakened by nearly two percent.

And the opponent's strength has increased by nearly two percent.

A strength difference of nearly three or four percent has been formed.

At this moment, even if the Shadow God was only one of the Phantom's means of pressing the bottom of the box, the other party had not yet used the means of fighting for his life, and he had quickly fallen into the disadvantage.

It wasn't until he used his life-fighting tactics that he could barely maintain his undefeated.

But it's only a matter of time.

The Phantom watched as Jade clasped her hands on her chest, watching the fight between the two sides with interest.

Fang Xin secretly thought, how should I entertain this little brother later?

Should he cut off his hands or feet first?

Left or right.

Or...

As soon as she thought of this, she couldn't help but smile, and a touch of morbid excitement appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Fog fills the world.

Overwhelming, obscuring the sight of the fog.

The crystalline and small fragments of the Dao Dao were like sharp blades, cutting through the dense fog, constantly chasing a snake-like figure in the fog.

However, the figure was able to dodge her attacks with ease, and kept approaching her body.

Such a battle situation couldn't help but make Lu Qingchan bite her red lip.

The lethality of her Yuan Interception Needle is amazing, in normal times, even if this Jia Lan body method is good, she will definitely not dare to approach her like this.

Helplessly, under the dense fog at this time, her eyesight, combat power, and acupuncture skills were suppressed, and her strength could only be exerted a little more than eighty percent, while the opponent's strength was improved in all directions.

"In this state, if he gets close to me again, I'll be finished. ”

Lu Qingchan's beautiful eyes showed a rare and resolute look, her hands were sealed, and her delicate body aura was raised, obviously urging some kind of secret method.

Her beautiful eyes were as bright as moonlight, and she temporarily pierced through the shield of the mist, and perceived a certain movement, and three more truncation arrays appeared on her slender fingertips, joining the attack on Jia Lan.

Encountering this attack, Garan no longer approached, but traveled a certain distance around him, while relying on the Void Serpent to dodge the attack of the Interceptor Needle.

Although he was not as comfortable as before, he did not suffer any injuries.

Lu Qingchan was a little desperate.

Her desperate means, originally Jia Lan had to fight hard to dodge, otherwise she would be at risk of being killed by him.

Although he looks a little embarrassed now, he hasn't even suffered a little damage.

As soon as the secret method is over, I'll be finished.

"It's all my fault that I accidentally stepped into this trap. ”

Lu Qingchan shook her head and threw this thought out of her mind.

There is no regret medicine to buy.

She has all kinds of means, but in this strange place, she can't use them at all.

"Even if you're going to die, I'm going to have to inflict some injuries on you. Her gaze gradually became more fierce, and the offensive became more fierce.

But in a foggy environment, it's more like the last flashback.

At the same time, the battle between the lone ranger Chen Kong and the soul beast is also not optimistic.