Yin Ji'an protected He Baobao behind him, and then took off the hosta holding his long hair. The hosta suddenly grew in size and turned into a long sword, stabbing the masked man fiercely with the power to pierce the sky.
"Lan Ling Hairpin, a thing from the underworld. It seems that your relationship with the Ghost King is really extraordinary."
"It's a pity that with this magical weapon in your hands, you can't even use half of its magic power."
The masked man sneered. He put his still trembling hand behind his back and gathered strength with his other hand, holding the Lan Ling Hairpin with his bare hands.
"Let me teach you how to use this magical weapon."
The orchid hairpin slowly shrank, and finally became normal size and hovered in his hand.
With a slight flick of the masked man's fingertips, the orchid hairpin turned in one direction and headed towards where Yin Jian and the two were.
Although Yin Jian was the owner of the Lan Ling Hairpin, he had no cultivation and could not truly control it. He thought for a moment and opened his arms to protect He Baobao behind him.
When He Baobao saw this, he secretly held the bloody jade pendant in his hand again.
A ray of light penetrated into her body along her fingertips.
"Why don't I teach you how to die?"
At the critical moment, Tantai's sinister and cold voice sounded from the sky, and the surging refining fire quickly rushed towards the masked man.
He dodged in time, but the refining fire still burned the mask on his face completely, including his exposed chin. Under the mask was a handsome face.
He Baobao was stunned, does the masked man look like this?
Tantai fell from the sky, his black robes turned upside down, and his black hair, his movements and movements revealed the powerful aura of a strong man.
He waved his sleeve, and the orchid hairpin escaped from the masked man's palm and fell into his hand.
Tantai didn't even look at it and just threw the thing back.
Upon seeing this, Yin Ji'an quickly stepped forward to take it, glanced at Tantai with complicated eyes, and then inserted the hairpin into his hair.
There was only one step left. If he didn't appear, he would burn half of the ghost king's soul to resist that person.
"The big devil."
Seeing him appear, He Baobao exclaimed, and his hanging heart finally dropped.
"Stand there and don't move." Tantai glanced back at her: "I will come back to look for you after I take care of this stinky rat."
Knowing that she was fine, Tantai breathed a sigh of relief for no reason and was finally able to focus on the masked man wholeheartedly.
"Um."
He Baobao nodded, and then pulled Yin Jian, who was a little stunned, to the side.
The barrier had already been burned with a hole by the little fire-refining man. Now that the big devil appeared and destroyed the barrier directly, she didn't need to worry about not being able to get out.
"You are the person behind it." Tantai looked at that person.
With just one glance, he knew that this person was the one he had been looking for.
"I'm sorry for bothering you to look for me."
"Tantai." The mask was destroyed, and the masked man simply stopped covering his face and looked at him with his burned face.
"I have been studying that formation for many years, but I didn't expect you to break it so easily. I underestimated you."
Tantai looked at him casually, with a look of disdain: "Even a mere formation wants to stop me. It's simply wishful thinking."
After saying that, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and before the man could react, he threw him with a big move.
The figure came to the masked man like lightning, and his fist wrapped in refining fire fell mercilessly.
The masked man raised his eyebrows and reacted quickly to block it, but Tantai's blow was full of irresistible force and landed hard on his chest.
"Pfft..." He took a few steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The masked man's face quickly turned pale.
"We haven't seen each other for so many years, but you still surprise me like this, and you are still as ruthless as ever."
He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a meaningful smile appeared in his eyes: "Tantai, long time no see."
Tantai, long time no see.
This sentence was like a catalyst, and some fragments flashed through Tantai's mind. He was a little distracted and his movements could not help but slow down.
The masked man continued: "I haven't seen you for many years, and you have never let me down. You have grown up very fast."
At the same time, he circled behind Tantai, condensed an ice spell in his palm, and slapped him hard on the back.
"Be careful, big devil!!" He Baobao shouted anxiously.
She didn't know why the masked man's words affected the big devil and caused him to lose focus during the fight.
Tantai regained consciousness and dodged in time, but his arm was still stabbed by the biting ice edge.
He looked at the injury on his arm expressionlessly and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"Does it matter who I am?" The man chuckled: "When the time comes, you will naturally know."
"Since we met tonight, let me try to see how far your cultivation has become after so many years."
A lot of dormant militant factors in Tantai's body were aroused. He licked his thin lips and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "You are worthy enough!!"
"Yes, it doesn't matter who you are, because I never talk nonsense with the dead."
As soon as he grasped his big hand, the light-cutting sword appeared in his hand.
The two men fought thrillingly again in an instant.
After all, the masked man's cultivation level was not as high as Tantai's, and he had been scratched many times by the lightsaber in his hand.
The masked man was not to be outdone and used a powerful ice spell, which caused cold snow to fall in the entire yard and frost to climb on the eaves and tiles.
The refining fire was accompanied by a biting cold air lingering in the entire courtyard, and there were faintly small particles of snowflakes floating between the nose.
Baby He rubbed his red nose.
"But you feel cold?" Yin Jian asked aloud.
He is a mortal, so naturally he cannot resist the spells performed by these monks, but he can still endure it.
"No." He Baobao shook his head.
She has fire protection and will not feel cold.
Seeing this, the little man on Yin Jian's shoulder floated down, climbed directly onto her nose, and hugged her tightly with all four limbs, as if to keep her warm.
"I'm fine." He Baobao chuckled and reached out to poke it.
By chance, a stream of cold air exuding a heavy chill flew out from the masked man's body and landed at her feet. She could feel the biting cold air through the soles of her shoes.
"What a powerful ice spell." He Baobao looked straight at it.
Yin Ji'an was also very surprised: "Within the six realms, I have only seen one person, Lord Demon, who can practice ice magic to the extreme. Now there is someone who can practice to this extent."
"This man's cultivation cannot be underestimated."
Not only is he not to be underestimated, he has survived so many attacks at the hands of the big devil, and his cultivation level is still at the stage of overcoming the tribulation.
He Baobao murmured: "I have never heard of anyone with such cultivation in the six realms."
She remembered the plot about the male protagonist in the original book very clearly. Before his death, there had never been anyone who could compete with him.
"Could it be that the plot has deviated again?"
Or a new hidden figure has appeared.
He Baobao looked up and happened to see Tantai knocking the masked man to the ground, injuring him even more, and an ice blade with a special shape also headed towards Tantai.
The target is his chest.
He Baobao stood up suddenly, staring at the ice blade with dull eyes, as if his memory overlapped at this moment.
In front of her eyes, it seemed that the young monarch was shot through the chest with an arrow. This chapter has been completed!