Han Bing looked at Zhou Qin and said coldly: "Didn't you expect that? Let me tell you, when the old master taught you the Immortal Scripture, in order to prevent you from going back on your word, he held back and deliberately taught you less.
This is a formula, so the Immortal Scripture you practice is incomplete, and what I perform is the real Immortal Scripture."
What?
Hearing this, Zhou Qin's delicate body trembled, as if she had been slapped invisibly, and her face turned extremely pale.
The next second, Zhou Qin came to his senses, stepped back and shook his head: "No...this is impossible..."
This Han Bing must have said this deliberately to disturb his state of mind.
Thinking in her heart, Zhou Qin bit her lip tightly and shouted: "You little bastard, stop talking nonsense and you will die."
After the words fell, Zhou Qin clenched the sword tightly, like a spiritual snake, and stabbed the ice again.
Han Bing didn't panic at all and faced the attack.
clang clang clang clang...
The long swords of Zhou Qin and Han Bing kept colliding with each other, making loud noises. The two of them still used the Immortal Scripture at the same time. At first, Zhou Qin was very confident, but after a few rounds, he felt something was wrong.
Every time they fought, the two had the same skills, but the power of the ice burst was obviously much stronger than Zhou Qin's.
At this moment, Zhou Qin believed Han Bing's words.
My own immortal scripture is indeed incomplete.
Swish.
Realizing this, Zhou Qin's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, as if she had been greatly humiliated, and her delicate body was trembling with anger.
Even Han Aoran, the leader of the martial arts alliance who has been famous for many years, is no match for him. How could he be deceived by an old man who has been imprisoned for thousands of years? How can he endure it?
However, the Immortal Scripture that I have cultivated is incomplete and cannot defeat the ice at all.
What can I do?
In shock, anger and anxiety, Zhou Qin accidentally saw Yue Wuya and suddenly had an idea.
The next second, Zhou Qin shouted at Faye Wong: "Faye Wong!"
As Zhou Qin's confidant, how could Faye Wong not know what she meant? She immediately nodded with understanding.
"Your Highness, I'm sorry." Faye Wong shouted softly, raised her hand, and called Yue Wuya directly.
Damn it!
Yue Wuya's attention was always on Han Bing. He didn't expect Faye Wong to sneak attack. His expression changed and he wanted to dodge, but he couldn't use his inner strength. Where could he dodge?
"Bang!"
This palm hit Yue Wuya firmly, and with a muffled groan, Yue Wuya flew out, flying a full dozen meters away, and landed heavily outside the hall door, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
To be honest, Faye Wong's surprise attack was just to distract Han Bing, so she only used three levels of internal energy. If it exploded with all its strength, Yue Wuya would have died without the internal energy to resist.
"Brother Wuya."
Seeing this scene, Han Bing's delicate body trembled, she couldn't help but exclaimed, and tears welled up.
Whoosh!
Immediately afterwards, Han Bing locked eyes with Faye Wong and shouted: "Faye Wong, if you dare to sneak attack Brother Wuya, I can't spare you."
As soon as the words fell, the ice flew up, and the sword surged with fierce aura, heading directly towards Faye Wong.
"Head..."
Feeling the powerful aura contained in this sword, Faye Wong's delicate body trembled, her face turned pale, and she couldn't help shouting to Zhou Qin for help: "Master, help me..."
Faye Wong's voice trembled in fear.
This Han Bing's strength has grown by leaps and bounds in just a few days. Even the leader Zhou Qin can't suppress her. How can she be her opponent?