The angry roar was as loud as the drums in front of the formation. When the roar came out, all the Snow Tribe people in the ice cave stopped in unison.
In the tunnel, waves of huge and complex elemental energy surged out, filling the ice cave with violent winds and blizzards...
The temperature dropped sharply...
The icy cold current spread across the air, and the frozen people couldn't help but tremble. Even the depths of their souls had the illusion of being frozen...
Hundreds of people and horses all raised their heads and looked towards the tunnel in fear, only to see a Snow Tribe man, who was so huge that he was several feet tall, squeezing out of the tunnel.
The reason why I use the word "squeeze" is because this snow tribesman is really too big, too big to be imagined, just like the king of all snow tribesmen, with curved horns, fluffy fur, and two huge claws waving,
The sharp claws cut traces several inches deep into the cave wall. Those huge blood-red pupils emitted light like a blood moon, and the slightest glance gave off a chilling feeling.
"Snowman King!"
Hong Mie, Wu Ya, and Qingchi all screamed and retreated at full speed. In an instant, they flew hundreds of meters away. The three leaders retreated, but the three sect members who were lingering at the entrance of the tunnel were suffering. Their huge claws were spread out.
He patted them down, bringing up a violent gust of wind. When his claws fell, the three generals were patted into meat patties. Blood spattered out, instantly dyeing the ice-white ground red.
The sudden appearance of the Snowman King made all the masters present change their expressions. Feng Jueyu had just received more than twenty spirit towers. When he looked up, he was frightened. With a single stroke of his feet, he flew hundreds of meters away.
He walked away and shouted at Xiao Zetong: "Mr. Xiao, stop fighting and pull back."
The Xiao family was inferior to the Chengjia and Jin families. They were experienced in fighting. When they saw such a behemoth appearing, they quickly ran towards the hillside, while the Jiajia and Jin families were still running around. After a while, the surviving Xiao family
Everyone ran back, leaving only about twenty people injured, and basically only suffered some minor injuries.
The private armies of the Cheng family and the Jin family suffered heavy losses. Firstly, they relied on their high level of force. Secondly, this was the first time that the three sects joined forces and hundreds of people swarmed forward. They ignored the Snow tribesmen, so they were closer to the entrance of the tunnel, and
When the Snowman King came out, many people didn't react. The Snowman King took away more than a dozen lives with a wave of his thick arms, then stepped on dozens more, and killed seven or eight people with his mouth.
In a matter of seconds, at least hundreds of people died tragically under his power.
There were still many people who were frightened and their fighting spirit was greatly reduced. They were unprepared to be attacked by the snow tribesmen who came like a tide and cut their bodies into pieces. It was too horrible to see. By the time everyone got together, they were already at the end of their efforts and could not fight without a fight.
Lost.
Mr. Jin from Jinlan Gate happened to be at the entrance of the tunnel. He was dancing happily with a long sword. He didn't see a huge creature appearing there at all. He only saw the Snowman King grabbing Mr. Jin's whole body with his big hand, and then gave him a hard squeeze.
…
Click...
Several sounds of bones being crushed were heard, making everyone's teeth ache and trembling non-stop.
After all, Mr. Jin had almost the fifth or sixth level of elixir cultivation, but he was crushed to pieces by the Snowman King in one fell swoop. This shows how terrifying the Snowman King's power is.
Seeing the heavy losses of the disciples below and the tragic death of Mr. Jin, Wu Ya and the old man Qingchi were furious. The treasure hunting party had lost so many people before even seeing any treasures. How could they move forward next?
"Beast, suffer death."
The old man Qingchi shouted violently, whipped out two long white whips with both hands, and rushed into the violent snowstorm. After just three breaths, the long whips entangled the Snowman King with their cold whip shadows, and the two of them hit each other.
at.
Wu Ya didn't stop, he flew up and called behind him: "All the disciples who are in the Ningzhen and Shengdan realms, come up together."
The melee started again, this time it was a real showdown between masters. Of course, watching Mr. Jin being crushed to death by the Snowman King monster's tactics was quite shocking, so much so that after Hong Mie and the others rushed up,
I didn't see many people who dared to take action.
Each of the three sects brought one or two masters of the Shengdan realm this time, and the Xiao family had the most. In addition to Xiao Zetong himself, who was a sixth-level Shengdan master, excluding the Feng Da killer, there were also Feng Yixue and Huang.
Tianjue, these two people were obviously bloodthirsty war madmen who did not care about life and death. When they saw a fight, they sharpened their heads and rushed forward. After they collected a lot of souls, they had no idea of coming back and followed Hong Mie San.
Together they killed the Snowman King.
Feng Jueyu, who had been apprehensive before, saw the Snowman King making his grand appearance and guessed that there might not be many Snow tribesmen behind him, so he immediately drew his Purple Que Sword and joined the battle group.
In fact, if the Snowman King hadn't been so amazingly powerful, he might have sat back and watched the fight without helping, but when he thought that the road ahead might take a long time, it was better to share the same hatred with Hong Mie and the others for the time being.
A melee broke out in the ice cave, and nearly a dozen people surrounded the Snowman King. Although this was an encirclement and suppression battle, there were still many Snow tribesmen roaring and rushing inside, causing great damage to Hong Mie and the others.
burden.
Upon seeing this, Hong Mie immediately ordered: "Xiao Zetong, take your people and clear them out."
When Feng Jueyu heard this, he was extremely happy. He was worried that he had collected too few spiritual towers, so he held a sword flower and came over.
Seeing the large swaths of Snow tribesmen falling under Feng Jueyu's sword, Cheng Youzhi's eyes widened. Although Feng Jueyu's true strength could not be reflected in dealing with these minions, he was very fast at killing the Snow tribesmen.
It was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, dozens of spirit towers were in hand. He was so stunned that he swallowed his saliva.
Feng Jueyu didn't care, but he danced the punishment sword to the extreme, with pieces of sword light clashing wildly. Wherever it passed, there was flying snow, and shining crystal flowers scattered all over the sky. Within a quarter of an hour, the cave was cleared.
A large open space came out. Looking at the flowing swordsmanship below, Wu Ya and Qingchi, who peeked from the air, were also filled with admiration in their hearts. There was such a sharp swordsmanship in the world.
As he was distracted, the Snowman King suddenly blew out a blizzard of snow from his mouth with a strong wind. The blizzard was also mixed with fist-sized angular ice cubes and splashed out. The ice cubes crossed the space, leaving behind traces of afterimages.
The sharp edges rub against the air, making a heart-stopping whooshing sound.
The expressions of Hong Mie and the others changed almost at the same time. Angry shouts came from their throats and they dispersed around. However, in doing so, Xiao Zetong was exposed behind them.
The three masters have been fighting the Snowman King for a while. Although neither side suffered any serious injuries, the physical exertion was quite huge. After some verification, the Snowman King has a realm equivalent to the seventh level of Shengdan.
But his strength far exceeded this limit, so he was very difficult to deal with. Coupled with the fact that his fur was so tough that it was comparable to the Black Flame grade, the three masters couldn't get over it at all.
Seeing the huge claws falling from the sky, Xiao Zetong's heart suddenly went cold. He raised the long knife in his hand upwards between his teeth, and a blade half a meter wide flew out and met the Snowman King's claws...
"Snapped!"
The two forces collided, and the surging true energy splashed out boundlessly. The energy turned into energy surged wildly in the ice cave. Wherever it passed, those Snow tribesmen who were only in the divine martial realm let out low sounds.
Screams fell all over the ground, and the two forces were not evenly matched. There were also cracking sword lights in the blazing energy.
The strength of the sword was not gone, but it was still strong. The cracked sword light turned into sharp flying blades that crashed around, hitting the surrounding ice walls and shaking them.
In an instant, it felt like the entire ice cave was about to collapse. Countless ice vertebrae fell straight down from the cave wall, penetrating and killing countless Snow Tribe people.
Exposed to the huge body of the Snowman King, Xiao Zetong desperately controlled his body to fly around in circles. Although the Snowman King was large in size, his speed was not slow at all. His two claws seemed to be grabbing randomly in the air.
Every time, I could follow Xiao Zetong's traces and pass by them in a thrilling way.
Xiao Zetong knew that his ability was no greater than that of Mr. Jin. Once he was caught, he would probably end up in pieces. However, he couldn't escape to the top of the slope because he was already blocked in the tunnel by the Snowman King.
Outside the mouth, the tall body was like a towering mountain that was too high to be climbed, making it insurmountable for him. At this critical moment, a purple stream of light suddenly pierced from behind the Snowman King, and the sword light revealed
The awe-inspiring murderous aura, mixed with Feng Jueyu's shout, sounded loudly...
"Old Xiao, let's go!"
The Snowman King's back was facing Feng Jueyu, and Feng Jueyu had no way of seeing the situation in front of the Snowman King. He could only rely on the powerful Immortal Art of Life and Death to sense Xiao Zetong's position. This sword stabbed him just in time.
It can open a path to heaven for him.
Xiao Zetong's eyes suddenly lit up when he was anxious, and he saw wisps of purple light flashing under the Snowman King's right paw. He knew there was something going on, so he didn't dare to think too much. He lowered his head and kicked his feet several times, causing a roaring thunder in the distance.
Run away.
Naturally, the Snowman King would not let him escape easily. He clenched his claws in anger and struck hard with an old fist as close as a boulder.
At this time, the exquisiteness of Feng Jueyu's swordsmanship will be revealed...
Seeing that the Snowman King wanted to block Xiao Zetong's path, Feng Jueyu swung his sword and flashed several bright purple lotuses. The tip of the sword spit out four swords like a snake spitting out its core. The swords were all left behind by the Snowman King.
A bloody hole.
Poof! Blood splattered everywhere, and the Snowman King let out a miserable roar. Taking this opportunity, Xiao Zetong finally escaped.
"Good sword." Xiao Zetong, who came around from the front, immediately stretched out his thumb and praised: "We have been fighting for so long, only the young master's sword can hurt this beast. If you work harder, you can kill him."
That’s it.”
Feng Jueyu pursed his lips and smiled, and was just about to kill the Snowman King with his sword. At this moment, three figures suddenly rushed over from behind.
Hong Mie, Wu Ya, Qingchi...
The three of them each took a palm and hit the Snowman King's wound. In an instant, blood flew everywhere...