The old woman felt the aura, and her face was a little moved, and then turned into horror. She seemed to see the human body suddenly turned into a sea of fire, wrapping the space where she was, and ferocious and terrifying heads appeared one after another, trying to kill her.
She devoured it.
"What a sin." The old woman sighed and immediately did not dare to be distracted and concentrated on fighting.
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"Miss, may I have offended you?" Lin Zixuan looked at the beautiful figure with doubts in his eyes.
Su Xuerou said nothing, her expression was as cold as ever, as if she was born with such a personality.
She stared at the young man in front of her with her beautiful eyes. The world around her seemed to have turned into a world of ice. She waved the ice crystal sword in her slender hand, and the bone-chilling cold air came to Lin Zixuan, making Lin Zixuan's thoughts slow down.
"As expected of Fairy Su, she has already stepped onto the threshold of the Blood Soul Realm when she was only about twenty years old. She is also very familiar with the Bingyun Sword Technique. It seems that Fairy Su must be the most talented disciple of our Zifeng in recent decades.
"
"Of course, Senior Sister Su is a person with both good looks and strength. She is the pure and flawless Nine Heavens Goddess in our hearts. With such strength, it is no wonder that all of someone's moves are defensive and parrying, and there is no room to fight back."
Su Xuerou's movements were as light as smoke, as graceful and freehand as a fairy treading dust. They were not restrained by Lin Zixuan's speed at all. Every time their footsteps moved, there would be several more sword marks and ice edges condensed under the cold wind on the ground.
fragments.
Those were ice lotus fragments cut by the wind of Lin Zixuan's palm, which also reflected the power of the wild blood pattern. He wielded his palm like a knife, and the tempered body was as tough as a divine weapon.
Lin Zixuan's whole body glowed with a dark golden luster, as if he was wearing a layer of armor. He was naturally unafraid of the will of frost, and his surging blood flowed endlessly. He seemed to have turned into a bloodthirsty Shura, taking one step forward
, the endless frost exploded inch by inch, and was evaporated into water vapor by the hot temperature and dispersed.
Su Xuerou's expression was filled with waves, her long white dress was fluttering, her slender snow-white jade legs were vaguely visible, and her chest was slightly undulating. The ice sword containing the power of extreme cold stabbed down in the air, and the sword light was like lightning, illuminating the day.
Geng Liang, kill Lin Zixuan.
But Lin Zixuan was like a demon possessing him. Invisible air currents surrounded him. With him as the center, a storm of blood and energy appeared around him. The air was filled with terrifying and strange demonic sounds. When Su Xuerou's sword came to kill him, he was actually killed by that
The billowing blood is torn apart, and every sword is like this.
Su Xuerou stepped forward. With every step she took, the sword energy became stronger. The ice sword suspended behind her kept shooting out, as if it was going to drown Lin Zixuan.
Lin Zixuan only slapped his palm forward, destroying any sword that came towards him.
Su Xuerou's body moved, and a sword appeared in her hand. She was as fast as the wind, moving with the wind.
Suddenly, a ray of light flashed out. It was a sword light. Refracted by ice crystals, the sword light was so bright that Lin Zixuan closed his eyes.
The next moment, the light became brighter and brighter. Not only was it bright, but it was also cold, crossing the void and slashing towards Lin Zixuan's body.
"What a fast sword." All the disciples praised her. Fairy Su was indeed the most talented disciple of Zifeng in decades, and her strength was still beyond doubt.
Lin Zixuan's face had a hint of solemnity, but that was all. The Gate of Nothingness opened by the Blood Soul Realm had made a qualitative change in his strength. Such attacks still did not pose a threat to him.
Lin Zixuan reached for his hand, and the wild blood texture spread to his arm. A powerful hand crushed the ice crystal sword that was attacking him. Then, amidst everyone's horror, he grabbed the snow-white neck.
The black hair was fluttering in the strong wind and cold air. There was no fear in Su Xue's flawless face. She looked at him calmly. Her beautiful eyes became extremely seductive. At one glance, at this moment, Lin Zixuan's mind appeared.
phantom.
Su Xuerou walked forward step by step, her clothes falling off one by one. She was charming and charming, and said in a charming voice: "Are you willing to kill someone?"
There was a trace of hesitation in Lin Zixuan's eyes. He did not expect that this girl would be good at mental illusions, and she would actually use her body as a bait to make him indulge in beauty and be unable to extricate himself.
But she never expected that the supreme holy object of illusion, the Demon Realm, would be in the hands of Lin Zixuan, and using illusion in front of him would undoubtedly be a trick.
As a result, such a scene appeared in Su Xuerou's mind, which became an unforgettable memory for her life. She saw an extremely handsome young man walking towards her while reciting poems, ignoring her clothes that had fallen off and leaving only the last transparent piece.
He grabbed her slender waist and said softly: "Death under peonies, it's so cool to be a ghost!"
In her astonishment, she hugged her tighter and tighter, looked at her lovingly and said: "Miss, please respect yourself."
Then he said with a wicked smile: "I, Lin Zixuan, am a gentleman and will never take advantage of others' danger."