The blue-robed woman was angry, but she had no intention of surrendering. With a wave of her right hand, several ice spikes hit the mysterious wood like rain.
Xuanmu straightened up and approached the woman in blue robe again, smiling and saying: "Little lady, don't run away. I've told you so many times that it will be absolutely painless if you insert it this time. If you don't believe me, go ahead."
You can ask your senior sister."
Xuanmu said, ignoring the danger of several ice spikes hitting her chest, he ran directly into the arms of the blue-robed woman, holding the killing sword in his right hand and stabbed into the blue-robed woman's chest. The blue-robed woman's face immediately distorted, with rough edges.
Wrinkles appeared on the face.
"Ah...!" The woman in blue robe softly exclaimed, but she could no longer speak after she exclaimed softly. Because she had stopped breathing and was completely dead.
The blood crystal light on the killing sword flashed, and the dazzling red veins that had appeared just now had long since disappeared.
Xuanmu put away the killing sword with satisfaction, then looked at the giant ** formation a hundred feet away. He murmured: "Actually, it's the same if you die by my sword now."
He grabbed the blue-robed woman who had just died under his sword with his left hand, and held the sword in his right hand. He stepped forward towards the giant formation with murderous intent.
A middle-aged woman wearing a sapphire blue robe in the Eight Spirits Falling Snow Formation looked gloomy at this time. After three days and three nights of fighting, she had already killed six of the Dawan Royal Protectors.
Confidence, as long as these six people are killed, she can complete her plan.
But at this last moment, when the six guardians could not get out alive from the Eight Spirits Falling Snow Formation even in a battle between trapped beasts, Cheng Yaojin unexpectedly came out halfway. Forget it, she was furious.
Yes - the eighth disciple she sent out, Ming Di, was actually killed by this young man in a white shirt.
Not to mention, her most valued third disciple, Ming Ru, was also chased back by the boy in white. The boy in white didn't die under Ming Ru's illusion, and even chased her, even letting him know
The fact that the Ice Realm Sect besieged and killed the six guardians was revealed.
However, at this time, she calmly sent out her second disciple Ming Yin. Under the siege of Ming Ru, the boy in white shirt began to lose his strength. At that time, the boy in white shirt suddenly chased Ming Yin and fled in a hurry.
Returning to the formation, Mingru was also killed by him.
This is what made this middle-aged woman so angry. She killed two of her important disciples in a row, and no one would treat her calmly.
But she couldn't get out of the Eight Spirits Falling Snow Array, but something happened that made her happy. The young man in white shirt stupidly broke into the Eight Spirits Falling Snow Array. She turned around without hesitation, and turned around.
Disappeared in its original place.
Xuanmu rushed into the formation at this time, which was extremely disadvantageous to himself.
Above the formation, white clouds surging in layers. There were streaks of dazzling white light, and streaks of white energy separated from the white light. All of this white energy surged toward the giant array in the middle.
An icicle suddenly appeared in front of Xuanmu. Xuanmu smashed the body of the woman in blue, which he was holding tightly with his left hand, towards the icicle that suddenly appeared.
"Boom", there was a sudden sound, and the icicle cracked into pieces.
Xuanmu held the killing sword tightly with both hands and stared at everything in the field with bright eyes. Although he was inside the magic circle and couldn't see everything clearly, Xuanmu still wanted to use his five senses and six senses to detect the magic of the magic circle.
There is a murderous intention hidden at any time.
With a 'whoosh', Xuanmu felt a whistling sound coming from above his head. He had no time to think, so he had to draw the sword with both hands towards the sky. A sword light broke through an icicle with a radius of seven feet, and the icicle exploded with a loud bang.
Fall to pieces.
At this time, the six great protectors in the center of the formation were fighting against the other six members of the Ice Realm Sect, but Ming Yin was injured because of her uneasiness.
A ray of white light suddenly grew, and a powerful palm hit Ming Yin's chest.
A middle-aged man in a white robe and a tall nose said to another old man in a white robe and a goatee: "Great Protector, go and help that little brother. There are only five of us here."
The old man with the goatee's beard feinted a Qi Killing Technique, then dodged and suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged woman in blue robe. A Qi Killing Technique was followed by a horizontal movement, and then a Yuan Yuan Technique towards the ice realm.
The sect master cast it and left.
The leader of the Ice Realm Sect was concentrating on casting spells to guide Xuanmu into a simple cycle, and then he was looking for loopholes to kill the white-shirted boy with one blow.
She suddenly heard the sudden sound of wind behind her, and as soon as she relaxed her tense six senses, she felt the aura of the great protector behind her. She saw his body turned around, and a dark and shiny staff held in his right hand drew across the air.
An ice blade emerged out of thin air and swiftly slashed towards the old man in white robe.
At this moment, she discovered that the old man in white robe was no longer where he was, and his body actually appeared in another direction. A light seal of the Yuan Feng Technique hit her.
She naturally understood that it was the 'Sealing Yuan Technique', the superior spell that the Royal Guardian Group is best at. This Yuan Sealing Technique is a spell that confines the spiritual energy in the body. Any monk who is struck by this kind of light seal will be as good as
Mortals generally do not have any spiritual power. The specific length of time depends on the level of Feng Yuan Shu practice and the level of cultivation of the person being cast.
So she just showed a mature smile on her lips, and in a flash, she easily avoided the light mark. At this time, a storm was set off in the circle, and the wind chilled the heaven and earth. The cold wind blew
Hitting behind her, her long blue hair danced in the wind, which was extremely strange.
The old man snorted softly, and immediately opened his hands, as if to welcome the blow of the wind blade. The rays of blue light were getting closer and closer, and they seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Looking closely, they were clearly ice and snow.
The condensed ice blades draw streaks of light and shadow in the air.
"The skill of blowing snow as a blade is indeed not bad. However, you underestimate me too much." The old man said in a cold voice, without any fear on his face, but with a hint of sarcasm.
Also, if the old man and these six people were not strong enough, the leader of the Ice Realm Sect would not have led eight of his proud disciples to set up such a large formation here. And even managed to survive after being surrounded and killed for three days and three nights.
What was Xuanmu doing at this time? He was secretly looking for Mingyin's back. His nose was the best. The fragrance exuding from Mingyin's body allowed him to find Mingyin's location immediately.
Ming Yin, on the other hand, was observing the confrontation between the five senior sisters and the five guardians, waiting for an opportunity to take action. At this moment, she suddenly heard a faint voice coming from behind - "Little beauty, what are you thinking about?"
This voice penetrated into her mind like a spell, and she couldn't help but tremble all over. Her face was bloodless, and she turned around with a look of horror.