"Xiao Li, don't go, let's run away! Take these loyal soldiers to Xiaobinghe and Baitou Mountain."

Shangguan Mingyue only went there for a short while before running back. Seeing Xiao Nan's actions, she was very surprised and said in pain.

"Escape? Are you willing to let it go? That's Uncle Shangguan's lifelong efforts."

Xiao Nan looked at Shangguan Mingyue carefully. His originally indifferent expression was a little touched, and he felt a little warmer. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Wei Wuya looks at it with great momentum, which can affect the general trend and cause the whole city to have a illusion of vitality, but it still can't hurt me."

It seemed that in order to prove this sentence, Xiao Nan finished speaking, and the white light on the sword edge began to spread.

Climbing up the skin of the arms, then climbing up the face, limbs and bones...

His whole body turned into a white flame, and the flames rushed straight to the bullfighting, and his voice began to become sonorous, with a hint of ethereality and unpredictability.

"Shuofang City is always from the Shangguan family. The most important thing is that Wei Wuya has the sword picture of the word "Winter". If he comes here, he will not get it and seek a perfection in his hand. How can I be content?"

The words behind were covered by the bursting and roaring sounds, and it was a little unsatisfactory.

In fact, Shangguan Mingyue was completely shocked at this time. Even if he heard it clearly, he would not understand what the meaning was.

She found that she had underestimated the reinforcement who seemed to have been rescued from the sky from afar. Her fiancé, who had not seen for many years, had now been covered with a mysterious color.

She couldn't recognize the white flame, but it didn't prevent her from seeing the strange and grandeur of it.

In the air, it was originally the battlefield between Wei Wuya and Shangguan Yuanhao.

Not only did they compete for control of the vitality, but they also oppressed the other party's spirit and soul, creating an exclusive field over the entire city.

If a person who has not reached a certain level wants to intervene, he will be crushed by the ripples and the changing field of celestial phenomena before he gets closer.

As a result, the mind is lost and the true qi is disordered.

In this case, let alone control over the vitality.

It will only become a meaningless rake, and be twisted into ice flowers by the sharp and cold energy of the center of the air.

Or it was beaten into caustic carbon by the purple lightning.

There will not be a third end.

Of course, now the white ice flower has the absolute advantage, while the purple thunder lightning lives in a corner, and is surviving, which is basically negligible.

But because of this, Wei Wuya's Piaoxue Sword Light exerted ten percent of its power.

At this time, rushing forward to find trouble for him is simply seeking death.

This is a normal development.

However, in the eyes of Shangguan Mingyue and all the soldiers and people in Shuofang, the shining white light that soared into the sky was contrary to common sense.

Go straight to the sky, just like a hot knife putting in butter, breaking through the white and cold frost flowers without any stop...

The field ripples that should have been indestructible and crushed all.

It seemed to be an illusion, and it was broken with one stab.

The sword light is sharp and generates a ray of fine crystal light, so people hear a deep shout in the depths of their hearts.

"Xinjian Wuji..."

Silently passing by, whiter than snow and brighter than sunlight.

A dazzling light flashed across the vast snowflakes, suddenly accelerated, and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Wei Wuya.

Where the snowflakes and ice fog dissipated, I saw a middle-aged man in his forties, with a cold face and a fierce eyebrows.

The man was wearing a robe with white patterns on the blue background and easily held a translucent sword in his hand, slashing downwards;

Not far from him, there was an old man wearing a white nightgown and fluffy hair like a lion, holding a long purple sword with a sharp purple sword to block it.

The old man's mouth was bleeding, his eyes were dim, and his body was slightly hunched, which gave people a feeling of being exhausted.

“Huh…”

The white light broke through the ice flowers, shaking the energy of the sky, and intervened in the battle with an extremely strong and domineering attitude.

Not only did it shock and surprise everyone below, but the two of them were also surprised when they fought above.

One person is shocked and the other is happy.

Both of them could see that the white light was actually a sword energy and a figure.

The unity of man and sword, or the unity of man and nature, is nothing, and it will not move the two.

However, the power of this man and sword and heaven and earth is too great.

As the sword light moved forward, the energy around them seemed to follow his orders, and they hurriedly separated and made a way for the sword light.

The speed of the sword light also became very strange and fast.

It seemed like a long time in front of me sneaked away.

Wei Wuya was at this time and had a better understanding of the whole audience. He was more shocked because of his understanding.

He knew that the snowflakes and ice ridges made up of the heaven and earth were not actually taken away by the other party.

Instead, it was crushed and shattered by the opponent's white sword light for a long time, turning into a gentle breeze, and could no longer hurt people and attack the enemy.

The sword light is worn and consumed, and it will be destroyed and will be endless...

It has an eternal and immortal charm.

Feeling this sword charm, Wei Wuya didn't even think about it and immediately let go of the control of the purple sword light in front of him.

The wrist was slightly shaking, and the translucent jade sword drew a starlight.

Facing the white sword light that was so fast that it was weird.

Countless snowflakes are rising...

In the cold wind, a cold plum blossom suddenly bloomed, and a strange vitality appeared in the despair of the cold winter.

At the same time, Wei Wuya's body moved, and the clouds around him swayed, and his body was shot with electric light, and he had already retreated for more than three feet.

The next moment, I was about to escape into the sky and disappear directly into the vast clouds.

"Piaoxue Han Plum Sword."

Xiao Nan was neither happy nor sad, and admired the charming and spectacular sword that was brought to Wei Wuya's hands.

The sword in his hand is not slow at all.

In the mind, the trajectory of every snowflake and the blooming of every plum petal are so slow that it is.

Wei Wuya's actions of wielding his sword to counterattack and then floating away were as slow as a snail year in his eyes.

The sword light slashed, the jade sword shattered into snow powder, and the red plum blossoms burst into bloody red.

A ray of glow slashed between Wei Wuya's chest and abdomen, and a blood splattered, an incredible shout came from the sound of surprise.

"What a strange sword light, Xiao Qiushui has never learned this sword..."

Wei Wuya looked down at his chest and abdomen, looked up, his eyes dumbfounded.

There was a burst of exclamation below, mostly filled with joy.

Especially Shangguan Mingyue, it is even more difficult to believe his eyes.

Even if she expected that the white light that rushed straight to the battle could play some role, she might be able to restrain Wei Wuya, and joined forces with Shangguan Yuanhao to force her opponent to retreat.

However, I never dreamed that the situation changed so quickly.

Become so gratifying.

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Chapter completed!