Therefore, Leng Meiying concentrated her energy on her whole body, slowing down the speed of the ice sword and snow sword, and then passed by calmly.
Xi Yan's figure never stopped after she started moving. No one could see her movements clearly. Naturally, no one saw the anger on her face while she was running so fast.
"Dance, dance, I'm afraid you will never have such a chance again in this life!" The sound of ice knocking on jade has turned into a ghostly sound that tempts people to go to jail.
The overwhelming ice and snow swords kept attacking Leng Meiying from all directions. Even the snowflakes falling in the sky unknowingly turned into sharp snow knives as long as a baby's finger.
Suddenly, the place where Leng Meiying stood became a mountain of swords and a sea of swords.
Beyoncé, Luo Qiong, Huang Long, Zhuge Weiyang and other outstanding students among the new and old students tightened their hearts, clenched their fists, and stared at the sea of ice swords. They did not dare to imagine that in
How can anyone survive such an intensive attack?
Does Xiyan want to kill Leng Meiying?
At this time, even Beyoncé, who disliked Leng Meiying, couldn't help feeling sorry for her.
As for the other freshmen and old students, their eyes had already widened to the extreme, and their mouths opened unconsciously. Looking at the terrifying sword storm, they had lost the ability to speak.
The only one who was still calm was probably Le Bing, who fell down and wiped his nosebleed. At this time, he was still in the mood to take out a crystal elbow from the space ring and gnaw on it, still muttering in his mouth.
What, if you were closer, you might be able to hear it clearly.
"Tch, you dare to offer any bullshit in front of the captain. If these snow knives, which are as soft as Chunxianglou's jellybeans, can hurt the captain, fat man, I will cut off two pounds of belly and fry tomatoes for you..."
The rushing ice wind and the flying snow knives dazzled people, and they couldn't help but imagine the tragic image of Leng Meiying, the great beauty, whose body was pierced by thousands of swords.
Countless ice swords and snow knives have blocked everyone's sight. People can no longer see how desolate the center of the storm is. At most, they can only hear the collision of countless ice and snow swords.
There were large snow masses that were no longer moving.
At this time, within the snow mass, Leng Meiying was sitting alone on a crystal ice chair. In front of her was an octagonal table made of jade ice, on which she brewed a cup of fragrant tea. The surrounding area was snow-colored, and above her head, the so-called
The ancient firework beast, the strongest monster in the Martial Emperor Realm, Master Qitong is acting as a shield.
Obviously, Qitong was not very satisfied with this role. He spoke in a low voice while adjusting his body size to block the dense ice and snow swords for Leng Meiying.
"Master, how are my children? I miss them so much. When can you save my children?"
Leng Meiying did not speak, but the three-inch golden boy who was idle in the sea of qi had already jumped in front of Qitong to persuade and educate him.
"When did the girl from the Leng family make a mistake when she said something? Letting you, a damn, lowly little seventh-level monster, become the girl from the Leng family's demonic pet has already made Uncle Long extremely embarrassed. How dare you have so many
Request, do you believe that Uncle Long will make your sons into egg fried rice later?"
