Facing the powerful oppression of Wuji Snow Demon and being at an extreme disadvantage, Leng Youyue finally used Sword Thirteen.
The black and white swords in her hand merged into one at this moment. Leng Youyue spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the sword body.
The black and white sword suddenly became a bit blood red.
Leng Youyue's aura was also filled with a sense of bloody killing. Her eyes were blood red, like two rubies, blooming with wisps of astonishing blood light.
call!
Leng Youyue drew her sword!
The whole person turned into a bloody wind, and this bloody wind was composed of countless killing sword lights!
The bloody wind was devastating, and with a momentum that could destroy the world, it fiercely rushed towards the Xuanbing Saint!
"I actually understood Sword Thirteen..."
The Xuanbing Saint smiled coldly, and her huge body suddenly moved into action. She simply raised her fist and smashed it down hard.
This fist is as big as a hill, with unimaginable low temperatures, and is surrounded by countless raging blizzards!
boom!
An earth-shaking loud noise shook the barrier.
When the bloody gust of wind met the huge fist, they both made a loud noise.
The bloody wind disappeared.
The huge body of the Xuanbing Saint also retreated in the void.
Sword Thirteen versus Wuji Snow Demon Kung, they were evenly matched!
"Leng Youyue, aren't you going to admit defeat?"
The Xuanbing Saint rushed over again, her huge body extremely flexible, looming in the snowflakes, and continuously launched attacks on Leng Youyue.
Streams of bloody wind surged out and continued to attack the Xuanbing Saint.
The battle between the two empresses has once again reached a fever pitch!
"This Sword Thirteen is indeed very strong..."
In the Snow Palace, Elder Ouyang looked gloomy.
She even had an impulse in her heart now, and she wanted to take action immediately and kill Leng Youyue.
Only in this way can this serious worry be solved.
The battle lasted for a stick of incense.
Due to the Nine-turn Ice Art and the Wuji Snow Demon Technique, Xuanbing Saint was still slightly stronger. Leng Youyue was retreating steadily and became increasingly unmatched.
"Give up?"
The Xuanbing Saint suddenly froze in mid-air and said coldly.
The two supreme skills of the Ice and Snow Palace have been completely comprehended by her; Leng Youyue has reached the end of her rope with her own swordsmanship and is no match for her.
Regarding Leng Youyue, Xuanbing Saint did not kill her. After all, the two of them had no real hatred and just wanted to compete.
"Admit defeat? How is that possible?"
After wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, Leng Youyue's eyes became more and more blood-red, reaching a dark red color.
She sneered and said: "I still have Sword Fourteen..."
"You actually realized the Fourteenth Sword?"
The Xuanbing Saint was a little surprised.
After entering the Immortal Realm, Leng Youyue unexpectedly understood so many sword techniques.
Sword Thirteen just now was already extremely amazing, almost on a par with her. Now that Sword Fourteen appears, what power will it have?
Xuan Bing Saint is looking forward to it very much.
"Once Sword Fourteen comes out, I can't control its power. If I kill you, don't blame me for being ruthless..."
Leng Youyue looked at the huge figure and said in a difficult tone.
"Bold! If you dare to be rude to me, the Saint of Ice and Snow Palace, I will kill you!"
The figure flashed, and Elder Ouyang appeared with murderous intent on his face.
The aura of a strong person at the third level of the Immortal King Realm came with a rolling suppression, which immediately made Leng Youyue find it difficult to move forward.
"Xuan Bing, when did you need someone else to protect you?"
Leng Youyue sneered.
"Elder Ouyang, this battle is a fair and decisive battle, you should not participate!"
Saintess Xuan Bing looked at Elder Ouyang and said solemnly.
"Xuanbing Saint..."
Elder Ouyang was about to speak but stopped.
She naturally doesn't want Leng Youyue to continue fighting. Sword Thirteen is already so amazing. If it comes to Sword Fourteen, what if the Xuanbing Saint is killed?
"Elder Ouyang, don't worry, I am confident that I can defeat her..."
The Xuanbing Saint said with great confidence.
"All right."
Elder Ouyang really had no choice but to turn around and return to the Snow Palace.
"Everyone, be prepared. Once we discover that the Xuanbing Saint is in danger, we will take action immediately..."
Elder Ouyang said to several other Immortal King Realm powerhouses with a gloomy face.
"I'll understand later."
Everyone nodded, their faces extremely solemn.
The Xuanbing Saint is the heir to the Lord of the Ice and Snow Palace. A great figure who will definitely be able to break through to the Immortal Emperor Realm in the future must not fall into the Seven Nether Seas.
In the void.
The Xuanbing Saint, who was ten thousand feet tall, looked down at Leng Youyue and snorted coldly: "Leng Youyue, don't think too highly of your Fourteenth Sword. Even if you use it, you are still no match for me..."
"Oh, that's impossible? You have already used Xuan Bing, the Nine-turn Ice Technique and the Wuji Snow Demon Technique, so I'm afraid you don't have any trump cards left!"
Leng Youyue said in a deep voice.
puff!
After she finished speaking, she suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, which fell on the sword in her hand.
This sword suddenly turned dark red.
at the same time.
Behind Leng Youyue, a terrifying scene like blood-red hell also appeared, with bright red light filling the void.
Leng Youyue's originally snow-white skin turned red at this moment, and all the blood in her body seeped out, forming a blood film on her body surface.
Seeing how amazing the start of the sword was, the Xuanbing Saint had a stern look on her face and put away her contempt.
Leng Youyue's Fourteenth Sword has already overdrawn its life potential, so it will emit unimaginable terrifying power!
"Sword...ten...four..."
Leng Youyue said these three words in a low voice, and her entire figure slowly faded, and finally disappeared into the bloody hell.
The bloody hell suddenly filled the entire ice field, and the endless blood light dispersed the raging blizzard!
A huge wave of blood surged up, followed by a blood sword rising slowly. This blood sword was extremely huge, even bigger than the Infinite Snow Demon!
call!
This bloody sword, with an unimaginable murderous aura, slashed towards the Xuanbing Saint!
"not good!"
Feeling the power of Sword Fourteen, Elder Ouyang's expression changed drastically and he was ready to rush out of the Snow Palace.
"Don't worry, I can handle this move!"
In the Snow Palace, he suddenly remembered the voice of the Xuanbing Saint. Elder Ouyang, who was about to take action, suddenly froze in mid-air and did not continue to act.
The Xuanbing Saint suddenly raised her hand, and a silver ice bead appeared in the huge furry palm.
This silver ice bead looked very small, but in the blink of an eye it became extremely huge, filling the entire big hand.
The silver ice beads released terrifying coldness, and the originally monstrous waves of blood from hell were frozen at this moment.
But the bloody sword was not affected too much, and it still slashed towards the Xuanbing Saint.
The Xuanbing Saint held a silver ice bead in her hand, holding the sky with one hand, and slammed into the big sword!
boom!
Pearls and swords clash.
The bloody sword was violently thrown away, and then was frozen into a piece of ice in mid-air.
Within the ice, Leng Youyue was forced to reveal her figure. She looked at the silver ice bead in the hand of the Xuanbing Saint in disbelief, her eyes filled with fear.