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Chapter 1095 The power of ice!
Xun Ce was quite satisfied with their looks and said with a smile: "Everyone, although your strength is not very impressive, you are still considered a good practitioner. Are you interested in joining the Demon Clan? If so, I can introduce it to you.
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After these words fell, not to mention the disciples of Shenyi Sect, even the demon clan members were stunned. What is going on? Inciting rebellion in public? This guy has really clear ideas!
Tang Xiaoli, who was not far away, also heard what he said. He suddenly lost his temper and made a bold move to temporarily repel the opponent in front of him. He cast his eyes over to him and shouted sharply: "Traitor, the disciples of Shenyi Sect will not do this."
I’m collaborating with you beasts!”
Xun Ce frowned, but he was not very angry. He just sighed and said: "How can a little girl talk like a shrew and talk dirty words? How degrading and imageless is it?"
Tang Xiaoli didn't care about this, and he sighed unceremoniously: "It's polite to call you beasts! You are worse than beasts at all! You are a good human race, and the demon race should not do it. You rebel and become dogs for the alien race. You deserve to be infamous forever!
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"Also, stop your whimsical lobbying here. Even if the people from the Shenyi Sect die in battle, they will not join your demon clan and live in vain!"
"What a powerful little girl." Xun Ce complained helplessly after hearing these extremely difficult words, but he still didn't feel angry in his heart.
His mentality has always been peaceful, and it cannot be changed by just saying something. This girl has a hot temper like Chili Pepper, and he knows that he is helpless, so he can only say: "Brother Zhang, please get her away quickly.
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Zhang Xiao couldn't help but sneered: "You deserve it. You didn't hear this girl scolding you in the dark before? You still want to provoke her."
Xun Ce snorted and finally ignored it. He turned back to look at the people from the Shenyi Sect and said with regret: "It's a pity that your only way of survival has been cut off by your own people. Now that the matter has come to this, I have no choice but to send you away."
It’s been a journey.
After saying that, a bright light flashed in his originally lazy and friendly eyes, and the strong spiritual power began to surge from his body, and an obvious sense of oppression came over him.
Tang Yunting's face became a little solemn. What he was worried about was not that he couldn't cope with the people in front of him, but that a strong man of the Spiritual Lord Realm entered the nest of the Spiritual Soul Realm. The situation that was not very advantageous in the first place would only become more one-sided.
And his plan will take some time to be implemented. I don't know if those people can hold on.
While he was thinking, the black dagger in Ye Lifeng's hand turned into a sharp shadow that could kill people and swept over him.
Sensing the danger approaching, he instinctively retreated, but unexpectedly found that his breath was locked by the shadow of the knife. Even though he distanced himself, he could not avoid the sharp edge that was so close at hand!
In an emergency, he could only mobilize the power of his soul to resist in front of him.
But how could the hasty defense block the thrust of the charged blow? Suddenly, the black knife shadow had pierced the barrier and reached his chest.
There was a soft pop, and the blade pierced into his body for about an inch, and his clothes were stained red by the blood in an instant.
Ye Lifeng grinned and sneered: "I'm not someone like Chen Lang. During the battle, you'd better not be distracted!"
Having said that, the blade was pushed in unceremoniously with the blessing of spiritual power, but he felt a huge resistance coming from within his body, and he couldn't move any further.
This made him frown. His black sword was a famous spiritual treasure - the Broken Blade. It had always been able to cut iron like mud and cut off hair. How could it only stab this flesh and blood body?
Got an inch in?
Ye Lifeng raised his head and looked at him solemnly. There seemed to be something strange about this guy's body that was indescribable.
Tang Yunting felt the injury caused by the sharp blade, but he also looked down at the red blood on his chest, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Although the technique of Nirvana of Nirvana took away his eyes, it also really gave him too many benefits of cultivation, such as rare soul cultivation talents, and a body of muscles and bones with strong defense tempered by the aura.
"My Healing Game"
If it weren't for this person's decent cultivation and the fact that the blade was at the level of a spiritual treasure, this knife might not be able to pierce his flesh.
After Ye Lifeng thought for a moment, he looked at him and said in a low voice: "It is said that there are soul cultivators who can use the power of the soul to improve the defense of their muscles and bones. It seems that you are the lucky one?"
Tang Yunting smiled lightly and did not answer his question. He just raised his hand gently, and the small blue-purple dagger appeared in his hand again.
Ye Lifeng frowned slightly, knowing that the dagger was transformed into the flame of the soul, and its strength was far beyond what ordinary daggers could compare with.
As expected, no soul cultivator is easy to deal with.
Immediately, without hesitation, he chose to release the aura of the middle-level Spirit Lord Realm cultivation level. A burst of white light suddenly appeared in his hand, and then spikes of ice spikes appeared in front of him.
With the appearance of these ice picks, the surrounding temperature dropped a lot, and a gust of wind brought a biting chill. Those with low strength might be so cold that they would be unable to even use their spiritual power.
Tang Yunting sensed the cold feeling coming from the depths of his soul and realized that this was no simple opponent.
It's just that he has no choice but to distract himself from observing the battlefield between the disciples of the Shenyi Sect and the demons. Otherwise, the whole army may be annihilated at any time. That will be a disaster for the Shenyi Sect.
A major blow.
At the moment, he could only carefully use the power of his soul to defend himself against the person in front of him, while continuing to carry out his plan in the dark.
After gathering momentum for a long time, Ye Lifeng shouted: "Ice Thorn!"
Immediately, icicles were like sharp sword lights, carrying the power of the storm, whistling across the sky and rushing towards the opponent.
Tang Yunting frowned and immediately mobilized the power of the soul in his body. He quickly formed a mark with his hands in front of him, and a round blue runic shield composed of the power of the soul appeared in front of him.
With a stabbing sound, all the ice pick thorns rushed upwards. Some were broken under the shield, and some pierced it forcefully. The sharpest ice thorn pierced him just now.
On top of the punctured wound.
A subtle expression appeared on the corner of Ye Lifeng's mouth, and he said: "It's such a strong defense, but it's a pity that it's of no use."
Tang Yunting's expression condensed, and he felt that the power of ice soul that penetrated deep into the bone marrow had entered his body along the small wound.
At this moment, the power of his soul flowed very slowly, and he even felt faintly frozen!
Ye Lifeng finally grinned, with a hint of arrogance in his expression: "Finally feel it? Speaking of which, you are still the first person to taste my ice power. You should be proud of it."