Yan Ruoxue and Ming Xiaoqian were both in the air and resisting the wind, each blessing the magic power on the flying sword, and at the same time staring closely at the vaguely visible figure hidden by the dark clouds not far away, secretly frightened in their hearts, the two sisters have practiced together since childhood, and grew up together, although they do not say that they have reached the level of spiritual communication, but if they want to talk about tacit understanding, I am afraid that few people in the younger generation of Xuanmen can match the two of them, plus two fairy swords with the same heart in hand, even if they want to fight with those great cultivators of the Dao Yang God, they are not without the power to fight.

But the person in front of him who crossed the catastrophe actually fought with them with a magic weapon, and he knew that this obviously had nothing to do with the problem of cultivating the Dao, but this person's fighting methods and experience, which were much better than them, but after a long time, this person gathered the qi of heaven and thunder while fighting with the distractions, and the vitality was consumed quickly, which was not enough for him to continue to support.

Seeing that the light emitted by the bloodlight magic weapon gradually dimmed, the two sisters were so clever, they could see at a glance that the person had reached the end of the strong crossbow, and only stepped up to urge the true law at the moment, and at the same time slowly approached the person's place, but at this moment, Yan Ruoxue, who was gradually approaching, inexplicably felt a piercing killing intent, and was shocked in her heart, and couldn't help but recall the snowfall, and a light tremor was transmitted from the snowfall to her palm, this psychic fairy sword, which had already been connected with her heart, seemed to sense something, and was warning the master.

Walking into the thunderclouds, everything outside seemed to be isolated from another world, the sky and the earth changed color all of a sudden, everywhere was filled with clouds with thunder flashing at the edges, the gray clouds flowed and dispersed, between the clouds and mist, countless electric snakes, as if they were alive, Yan Ruoxue frowned, and felt a little strange in her heart, this person who crossed the tribulation has always gathered thunder and did not accept it, and the figure hidden in it is clearly flesh and blood and not a primordial god, could it be that this person is not crossing the thunder tribulation?

This crossing of the Humane Thunder Tribulation is no stranger to Yan Ruoxue, her cultivation has reached the peak of Jindan Avenue as early as two years ago, and she is only one step away from the Yangshen Avenue, and she has not crossed the Thunder Tribulation for a long time, not because she has no confidence and grasp, but because she is cautious by nature, and seeing that her sister is now working hard and making rapid progress in her cultivation, she slowed down, otherwise, as Yan Jingchen's daughter, how could she stop in front of the second major watershed of cultivating immortals?

Seeing that Ming Xiaoqian was angry in her heart, she jumped into a battle and then fast, and did not pay attention to the movements in all directions, Yan Ruoxue was afraid that her sister would lose, so she hurriedly rushed in front of her, and with a clear sound, the snow swept out on her right hand, and the clear light flashed, and suddenly the surrounding clouds surged, and a large vacant space was swept out by the true power of this fairy sword, and it was vaguely visible that a figure was in front of her.

Yan Ruoxue flew with a sword, ignoring the thunder mangs that were shining in the sky, and chased after the figure, and in an instant, the clouds and snowflakes were churning and gathering, and the person in front of him seemed to have noticed the danger, and in a blink of an eye, the blood-colored red light flew up and entangled. Yan Ruoxue snorted coldly, her wrist shook, the snowfall sounded, and the light appeared, thousands of sword lights melted into the clouds and mist like filaments around the fingers, and the churning fog suddenly stopped churning, and was condensed into pieces of ice and snow, falling one after another, for a while the heavens and the earth were quiet, only that brilliant sword ray, piercing the clouds and breaking the moon in the cangmo waves, the momentum was like spring thunder exploding, and the blood-colored light was powerless to retreat under this sword, and it came out vertically, and at the same time, the depths of the sea of clouds in front of it also sounded a low exclamation "Ah!" , It seems that the man also knows the power of this sword, and hurriedly recalled the magic weapon, did not dare to hit its edge directly, and retreated, letting go of the cold and unstoppable slash of snowfall.

Yan Ruoxue succeeded in one blow, her body turned slightly, and the person slowly pulled the spirit trick in the snow, stepping on the snow without a trace, and countless ice light sword rays hissed out in the light of the light, the sword qi was like a rainbow, floating light, only to hear a fluttering sound like a torrent in all directions, and the thousand sword qi froze the surrounding clouds and mist into an ice and snow in an instant, and the cold air spread out in all directions, and under the strong wind and drum, the surrounding scene suddenly became much clearer.

"Snow drifting in the world!" Ming Xiaoqian snorted, only looking at it on the side, surging, even though she had already understood the essence of this style of sword trick created by her sister, but really watched Yan Ruoxue show it, she still felt that she was a little inadequate, and even if she had the intention to intervene, it seemed a little powerless, no wonder Senior Sister Lu had told her on Luofu Qixia Peak that day, among the younger generation of Shushan today, not counting Huang Bingli, her sister is only afraid that she is the first person who deserves it, if she is serious, even Ning Guixi is not necessarily her opponent.

Ming Xiaoqian's heart changed her mind, but she saw that in the shadow of the sword qi mist, suddenly the ground changed sharply, and in the frosty airflow that Yan Ruoxue's sword technique danced, suddenly a figure, as well as the blood light that could not be avoided before, rushed out from an extremely tricky angle, and slashed down towards the top of Yan Ruoxue's head behind him, with a momentum like a dragon, and he was merciless.

"Sister be careful!" Ming Xiaoqian's face changed greatly, she screamed, and the sword trick in her hand was about to be played, but Yan Ruoxue had already been on guard, and she didn't look panicked, seeing that the mysterious person appeared to attack, it seemed to hit her mind, and the snow in her right hand turned around, resisting the route of the magic weapon, only in the blink of an eye, in the cold air flying in the sky, the brilliant sword shadow, forcing people's blood light, suddenly met, and then the frost turned into powder, and the energy was full of energy, and they all turned into nothingness.

Yan Ruoxue's body was suffocated, but her face changed slightly, only to feel that the huge pressure from the sword almost made her snow fall out of her hands, at this time the phantom was in front of her, and she found that the magic weapon of the other party was actually an unusual blood-colored giant knife, and the person holding the knife, although he couldn't see his face clearly under the strange light of the two dazzling magic weapons, but seeing his figure was graceful and exquisite, it was clearly a young girl.

It's just that as the pressure on the sword increases, the Snow Fairy Sword is almost pressed on her shoulder by the blood-colored broadsword, and the person in front of her saw that she had the upper hand, but she was unforgiving, and stretched out her other hand, closed her five fingers, and clenched into a fist that looked very delicate, and hit Yan Ruoxue.

Yan Ruoxue's brows were slightly furrowed, her face did not change, her left hand stretched out, and she swiped in front of her, her fingers looked dignified like a mountain, fluttering but like flowing clouds, and in an instant, a soft blue light flashed, and with her white jade fingers outlined, a Qiankun gossip pattern slowly appeared.

It is the supreme true law of Shushan, and the "Great Dao Directly Refers to the Tongming Sword Classic" is a wonderful use of Dao power to gather qi and condense it.

The fist hit up, and a punch hit the middle of the Qiankun gossip, but it slowly sank in, and the light and shadow of the gossip were concave inward.

At that moment, Yan Ruoxue's face turned slightly pale, but after a while, with the blessing of her Dao power, the Qiankun gossip swirled, and a powerful force was born out of nothingness, and the place that was trapped by the fist was re-filled, and the huge power contained in the silence was melted away little by little by this Taoist supreme true method that combines rigidity and softness.

As the power of Qiankun Haoran became stronger and stronger, even the palm of the hand began to tremble slowly, the girl in front of her snorted, her voice was slightly painful, obviously the power of the Shushan True Law was not trivial, but she still did not seem to retreat, but there were signs of becoming stronger and stronger, and the delicate fist broke out again with a fierce force, and it actually stubbornly supported the flexible power of Qiankun Bagua, and the two were deadlocked together.

However, this girl obviously forgot that the enemy was not alone, and in less than a moment when she and Yan Ruoxue were in a stalemate, suddenly there was a long cracking sound, coming from the side, she was taken aback, and looked sideways, only to see a flash of blue light, a light blue light arc with a strong strength split the face, the girl could not help but feel that this sword qi was overwhelming, and immediately did not hesitate, her body flew with the strength of her strength, and landed on the other side of the clouds, but in a hurry, her chest was still hit by the remaining strength of the strength and blood churned.

"Sister, are you okay?" The person who took out the sword was naturally Ming Xiaoqian, who was watching from the sidelines, and as soon as she succeeded in the sword, she floated to her sister's side.

Yan Ruoxue relaxed the pressure, shook her head, shook her jade arm, and dispersed the gossip in front of her, the snowfall fairy sword gathered backwards, and a circle of blue light was drawn in the air, and the sword was uncertain, pointing directly at the figure in front, but before she could speak, she heard a tender voice from the front, with a bit of indignation: "There are many people who deceive people and few people!

Ming Xiaoqian and Yan Ruoxue were stunned for a moment, and looked forward, at this time, the clouds were scattered, and under the thunder light looming overhead, they saw that the clouds in front of them gradually disappeared, revealing the figure of a young girl.

It was a strangely dressed little girl, she wore a mink hat, animal skin boots, and a thin skirt made of the fur of an unknown beast, which was not the dress of a person from Middle-earth, and this girl had a beautiful appearance, a pair of black and shining eyes, and she looked childish, and she was still a little young, especially when her face was bulging at the moment, and the braid behind her was swaying in the wind, which was even more eye-catching and moving.

But the most bizarre and even a little absurd thing is that this little girl with a delicate figure is carrying a blood-colored giant knife with one hand on her shoulder, which is not in proportion to her figure, and she does not look at all struggling.

It's Ming Xiaoqian, she can't help but be a little stunned at the moment, obviously she can't believe it for a while, this person who is inseparable from her sister is such a strange girl who doesn't look more than twenty-eight years old, and after receiving her sword, this little girl with a big knife on her shoulder is as stable as a mountain on her knees and petite body, and she can't see any injuries at all.

The little girl was chattering about unfair things like that, including a lot of accusations against Ming Xiaoqian's disgraceful behavior of sneak attack and plotting, after a while, seeing that the two didn't speak, she snorted, and simply turned her face away to ignore the two, and the long braid behind her swayed again with her movements, but after a while, the girl couldn't help but turn her head to look at the beautiful big sister who was fighting with her before, and the pair of clear eyes exposed under the mink hat showed a strange look of excitement.

"Big sister is such a powerful Dao method, if you fight again just now, I am not your opponent. The girl thought about it very seriously, and finally admitted in a somewhat depressed tone.

Yan Ruoxue looked at the little girl's slightly red face and harmless and childish eyes, was silent for a moment, and said with a faint smile: "This little sister, I see that you are also extraordinary, I don't know where you come from?"

"I'm from the Ice and Snow Plains. The girl waved the strange knife in her hand, which was bigger than her whole person, raised her eyebrows, and said proudly.