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Chapter 89 The Song of the West Wind

That surrounded figure...snow, a general sound and shadow.

She has thin white hair that reaches her waist, a long and narrow sword as white and cold as snow, and a snow-white robe that is not stained by blood. The robe flutters in the breeze, highlighting her beauty.

In particular, she has a slender figure, her face is slightly thin, her eyes continue to shine with a faint, hazy white light, the bright mark on her forehead is also in the shape of a snowflake, her lips are light pink, a bit delicate

Not like real people.

Little by little, like snowflakes, like the white light of stars, scattered around her body, continuing to emit a hazy white light, just like the snowflakes that continued to surround her.

'Song of the West Wind, the female Ximen Chuixue...' Yiyun thought of her nickname, and only at this moment did she know what kind of person she was. No wonder there have been discussions about her in the large task team, and many people called her

The female Ximen Chuixue not only admired her martial arts and excellent swordsmanship, but also said that she had a temperament as white and pure as snow. There are many such rumors in the world, and 99% of them are exaggerated rumors.

Don't say that an old Jianghu like Yiyun doesn't care too much. Any old Jianghu will not comment unless they witness it with their own eyes.

Especially, there are rumors about masters in large mission teams. Teams that have been doing large missions for a long time do not have many real masters who can be called masters in the arena. Because they always deal with NPCs, the combat style of the mission team often has a specific

Targetedness, targeting those mission NPCs with high rewards. This often determines that their martial arts level may not be low. There may be some masters who have practiced the true artistic conception, and there may even be people with high sect learning values. However,

Often when fighting against masters in the arena, they are quickly defeated and killed. The reason is that they do not have enough rich and varied experience to be able to cope with complex fighting methods.

Over time, large task teams have become a world where although they are in the world, they do not really belong to the people in the world. Experts in large task teams are rarely recognized by people in the world, and are rarely talked about by people in the world.

Before coming, the person in charge of formulating the support plan from the alliance positioned the leader of Song of the West Wind as having the combat capability level of a candidate for Yipintang, which is one level higher than that of Xiqiao.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Yiyun already knew that she had underestimated and severely reduced the strength of Song of the West Wind. She killed the Five Elements of the Ming Cult and the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun. There were purple robes underneath the bodies of several Ming Cult members.

, Yiyun estimated that it was probably the body of Xiao Zhao’s mother, the Ming Cult protector Yew Dragon King. Zhao Min was behind Yang Xiao, protected by A Da and the injured Xuan Ming. He had fainted, and Xiao Zhao had also fainted.

He was protected by the members of the Persian Ming Cult and guarded in the corner of the main hall square. Yes, if the four guardians had not been defeated, Yang Xiao, the envoy of the left and right, and the eight elders of the Holy Fire Order would not have appeared at all. Fan Yao, the right envoy of the Ming Cult, was nowhere to be seen, Yi Yun

It can't be caught in his consciousness, and it's possible that he has been killed.

This is the result of the fierce battle between Song of the West Wind for nine days and nine nights... If the person standing there is Zishan, Yiyun probably won't be too surprised by what she sees. If it is Xiaojian, although Yiyun will be surprised, but

I don’t think it’s strange to use the power of a small sword to create a slightly extraordinary battle result. This is a result that can only be achieved by masters of the celebrity style, because the snow girl obviously did not use roaming and mobile tactics. It was Yiyun instead.

It’s hard to say whether I, Xi’er, or Jian Ruyan can achieve the result in front of me, but even if they can, it will definitely be the result of running and moving, because they are all practical flow numbers, and if they are masters of practical flow numbers,

If you stand and fight like a log, your strength will be greatly reduced.

When the Green-winged Bat King and the White-browed Eagle King originally chased Yiyun, Yiyun still clearly remembers the skills they displayed. Their skills were far above him, but what about Yang Xiao? At least slightly stronger, but with so many masters, now

They were all defeated by the sword of this snow-like woman. Yiyun estimated that there are no more than thirty masters in the world who can achieve such a result. There is such a master in the sect to which the Justice League belongs, but Yiyun

Only now do I realize how ridiculous it is...

The eight Holy Fire Messengers held the Holy Fire Order. Each one looked solemnly and stared at the Song of the West Wind surrounded in the center without blinking. Their footsteps moved slowly and cautiously. It seemed that they were not just

They had already fought, but because they had no choice but to get the Song of the West Wind, they were even at a disadvantage, so they were so cautious. Yiyun was secretly glad that she came at the right time. If it hadn't been him, or if it had come later, she would probably never know that West Wind

Zhige is a master with such great strength.

Because, Song of the West Wind has very little internal energy left. Although she does not appear to be tired, her mental energy is almost exhausted and she cannot continue to support it for much longer.

The dark purple sword energy of the sword demon danced wildly, falling from the sky!

In an instant, like dark purple meteors that penetrated everything, they flew to the ground, penetrated the bodies of each Mingjiao believer, shot and killed a circle of Persian Mingjiao believers who were guarding Xiao Zhao, and also shot through Xiao Zhao's body.

Zhang, the face that once made Yiyun lose consciousness. In the coma, Xiao Zhao's Persian magic sound didn't even have time to show its power, so he died... The seriously injured two elders Xuan Ming had no time to resist the flying sword energy, and his head,

Both hearts were pierced by the flying sword energy. Ah Da roared and tried to use his body to resist the falling sword demon's flying sword energy for Zhao Min. Although his movements were not slow, the sword demon's flying sword energy was too fast.

As soon as Ah Da's body moved, he was already shot through the head by another beam of dark purple Sword Demon's Flying Sword Qi. When his body fell on Zhao Min, Zhao Min had also been shot through the heart by the Sword Demon's Flying Sword Qi.

Yang Xiao struggled to dodge and move, but because of his serious injuries, he was unable to gather his inner energy when dodging three beams of Sword Demon's flying sword energy. He watched helplessly as the sword demon's flying sword energy cut off both of his arms.

His legs and only remaining right arm were in a pool of blood. He fell quietly to the ground. Apart from waiting for the blood to drain away, there was no other way to save himself...

A large group of Mingjiao believers who gathered on the top of the main hall of Song of the West Wind didn't even have time to scream, before they were shot to death by the sword demon's flying sword energy. The eight holy fire messengers jumped, and as they moved, the snow-like figure suddenly

Swinging the sword, countless snowflakes flew around the body - turning into little bits of white light sword energy, as if the snowball exploded and scattered. One after another, the envoys holding the Holy Fire Token were touched by the snowflake sword energy and screamed in pain.

They clutched their throats tightly, their eyes were bloodshot, and they suddenly fell to the ground one after another...

Yiyun had nothing to say except a wry smile. Although he still didn't know why, he already understood why so many Mingjiao masters showed up. Originally, Yiyun used the sword demon to kill Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao.

Xuan Ming and other seriously injured masters, so they did not kill Yang Xiao to avoid immediately provoking Zhang Wuji. The purpose of attacking the Holy Fire Order envoys was to hope that Song of the West Wind would cooperate and seriously injure or kill a few, but Song of the West Wind attacked ruthlessly and did not hesitate.

Without mercy, he killed five of them directly, and kept chasing the sixth Holy Fire Order messenger with his sword - a dark purple figure suddenly appeared in front of Song of the West Wind, and her wrist was suddenly caught.

"Kill them and Zhang Wuji will come out."

"I promised everyone that I would avenge them and kill Zhang Wuji and Yang Dingtian!" Xifeng Zhige looked at the stranger who suddenly appeared and did not immediately fight back, but his tone revealed a non-negotiable determination to fight to the end.

"If you want to fulfill this promise, you should at least cultivate yourself and return to the state of victory." For a person who is determined to take revenge at all costs, Yiyun is not going to say nonsense about Zhang Wuji's strength that no one in the world can defeat, because

You will definitely not listen to the song of the west wind in front of you.

"..." The Song of the West Wind was slightly startled. Yes, she knew very well about her current state. No matter how hard she persisted, she would not be able to sustain it for an hour or two. Perhaps, she would not be able to sustain it for most of an hour. "You cultivate yourself.

, leave this to me." Yiyun let go of her wrist and was surprised by the temperature of her skin. It felt cold to the touch, much lower than a normal person's body temperature. It seemed like she was in a warm room in a freezing climate.

Here, I rinsed the hand I took out in cold water for a while.

"Are you a master sent by the alliance to support you?" Yiyun's suggestion made Song of the West Wind obey, because it was not a direct stop, but a realistic and valuable suggestion that could help her. She had never seen Yiyun, such as

A remote sect like the Song of the West Wind would never go to Poxie City or Dali if nothing happened. Even if they went, what they saw would be heartbreaking. "Yes." The Song of the West Wind asked again when he saw Yiyun wearing a dark purple robe.

"A master of Zixiao Sword Sect?"

"Yes." Yiyun answered calmly. At the same time, she saw the angry Mingjiao believers rushing over. She put her shoulders slightly hard and bumped into the shoulder of Xifeng Zhige behind her. She hit Xifeng skillfully with an impact that would not hurt anyone.

Zhi Ge took several steps back and entered the main hall door. He threw away a bottle of medicine to help restore his internal strength. "Leave it to me here." The deep purple sword light danced into a blur of light and shadow,

Yiyun's recent practice of using the Sword Demon's Fei Sword Qi and the sword as one and two parts made it seem that the end of the sword light was connected to a length of sword Qi that was growing in length. With the rapid swing of the sword, bunches of deep purple sword Qi appeared.

Flying vertically and horizontally, each sword light will kill at least one person, and each flying sword demon's flying sword energy penetrates at least one person's body, and many even pass through the bodies of several enemies in a row!

In a moment, the Mingjiao believers who rushed up to the steps of the square hall fell to the ground in groups. Seeing this, Song of the West Wind took the pill with confidence, held the bottle, and looked at it carefully for a while with some curiosity.

(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward (this site). Your support is my biggest motivation.)


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