Xuan Tianji's white beard flew wildly. Seeing this, he held his sword and flew into a clear rainbow, attacking Xuan Ye, "Xi Yue, what are you waiting for? Take down this devil, there is no need to talk nonsense with him!"
"Xiyue, get out of the way." Xuan Ye's eyes were crimson, and his long hair was dancing wildly. He glanced at the Snow Clan disciples who were rushing up with their swords in formation. Without looking back, he struck out with another palm.
Dark power sweeps across the snowy sky!
Ling Xiyue gritted her teeth, flew over, and used her hands to shake out a burst of internal force, neutralizing Xuan Ye's attack. A loud "rumbling" explosion shook the mountains and fields, and the surrounding snowflakes instantly evaporated into the air.
Even people with such advanced skills as her were knocked back violently by the shock.
Xuan Tianji was also forced to fly backwards several feet, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.
"Xi Yue!" Xuan Ye's eyes tightened as he almost hurt Ling Xi Yue.
Ling Xiyue quickly stabilized her body and stopped between Xuan Ye and the disciples of the Snow Clan. She looked at the man with clear eyes and said, "Xuan Ye, let's go quickly. I'm begging you! I will definitely help you find out what happened.
Who did this? Let’s go!”
If the fight continues, both sides will definitely suffer losses.
"Xi Yue? What are you talking about?" Xuan Tianji didn't understand the relationship between Ling Xi Yue and Xuan Ye at all.
"Miss Huangfu, we can't let this devil leave!" Brothers Mo Qianying and Mo Xiuyi flew forward from behind again.
Especially Mo Xiuyi, who almost died at Xuan Ye's hands, seemed to have regarded Xuan Ye as a murderous demon.
Xuan Ye's dark red hair was flying, and she pursed her thin lips tightly at Ling Xiyue's almost pleading eyes.xdw8
After a few seconds of silence, he finally let go and stretched out his hand towards her, "Follow me."
"No, I can't follow you." Ling Xiyue refused immediately.
Although, although she really wanted to hold those hands...
But there were still some things that she hadn't made clear to Xue Yi yet. She had to give Xue Yi an explanation. Plus, this matter made her feel that it wasn't that simple.
It's like a conspiracy, trapping everyone in it.
She trusted her instincts, someone was deliberately provoking her behind her back!
Therefore, she can't just leave with Xuan Ye. She has to stay and find out the matter, not only to clear Xuan Ye's name, but also to those people who died in vain, including Little Stone Aman's Sister-in-law and Uncle Shan...
She felt guilty and couldn't just leave.
Xuan Ye's eyes darkened, and he stared at the girl opposite, with suppressed anger in his eyes.
"Want to leave!"
"Don't leave!"
Mo Xiuyi raised his sword and pointed it at Xuan Ye.
The Snow Clan disciples rushed forward one after another and surrounded Xuan Ye, all determined to fight to the death.
Ling Xiyue's eyes dimmed, and an invisible cyclone slowly gathered in her sleeves and palms. But just as she was about to take action to drag down the Snow Clan, a ghost-like hoarse voice came out in the dark night, following the wind.
Come, "Young Master!"
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of black shadows rushed in like a tidal wave!
From the night sky, above the surrounding dead branches and trees... one after another, black shadows flew down, appearing next to Xuan Ye, and instead surrounded the Snow Clan disciples. This was especially obvious in this white snowy land.
It's like I've been waiting here for a long time!
"Young Master, are you okay?" Poison King came to Xuan Ye and asked nervously.
Xuan Ye looked at the group of ghosts who suddenly appeared next to him. Facing the "concerned" eyes of the Poison King, his dark eyes deepened and he said nothing. There seemed to be some doubts in his eyes.
Seeing the sudden change before her eyes and the situation that was getting out of control, Ling Xiyue had a bad premonition in her heart.
She stared at the Poison King with clear eyes and annoyance.
What a coincidence!
Sure enough, Xuan Tianji held a long sword with a clear light, pointed at Xuan Ye, snorted coldly, "As expected of the son of the Ghost King, with such good means, he actually took hundreds of innocent lives to lure a snake out of its hole, which is better than yours."
Nothing is worse than that!"
The disciples of the Snow Clan faced each other solemnly. Even though the enemy was obviously strong and we were weak, they still upheld the calm and fearless demeanor of the great clan.
"Stop talking nonsense, Xuan Tianji." The Poison King danced his black robe with wide sleeves, bringing out a strong wind, "It's time to settle the encirclement and killing outside Mingbei Pass. This time, I want to see it.
Is there anyone who will come to save you?"
Outside Mingbei Pass, the Huangfu family and the Xue clan joined forces to kill Da Siming. Now he is the only one left among the seven brothers. He will always remember this hatred!
After saying that, the Poison King gave Ling Xiyue a sharp look, waved his hand and said, "Kill"
"Don't be so arrogant!" Xuan Tianji snorted and flew towards him.
"Kill!" The disciples of the Snow Clan came forward with swords.
With the flash of swords and the shadow of swords, the disciples of the Snow Clan and the Ghost Clan quickly fought together. In an instant, blood spattered in the white world, and murderous aura filled the air. The soldiers were fighting against each other, and figures in the sky and on the ground kept colliding and exploding with sparks.
More than a dozen Snow Clan disciples formed a formation, and the jade swords in their hands turned into a river of swords and attacked Xuan Ye.
Xuan Ye's eyes were filled with annoyance, and he broke the sword river with one palm of his hand, and more than a dozen Snow Clan disciples also flew down in all directions.
Ling Xiyue, with sharp eyes and quick hands, stepped forward and released a burst of internal energy, catching all the Snow Clan disciples and sending them to the ground.
She faced Xuan Ye head-on, grabbed his hand, "That's enough, take your people and leave immediately!"
"You haven't noticed yet?" Xuan Ye glanced at the melee of swords and blood, and said softly, feeling helpless, "They won't listen to me."
Of course Ling Xiyue found out, that's why she was so upset.
But now even if we know that there is someone behind the scenes to stir up trouble, we still can't explain what has happened.
So what if she believes it? It’s not enough for her to believe it alone.
What she doesn't understand is why the ghost tribe goes to such great lengths to set up Xuan Ye and the snow tribe to completely oppose each other and become enemies!
Isn't Xuan Ye their young master?
Is this necessary?
Although Xuan Ye did not take action, he watched coldly from the sidelines as the ghost tribe surrounded and suppressed the Xue tribe.
Why should he stop it?
The Ghost Tribe and the Snow Tribe were mortal enemies. As the young master of the Ghost Tribe, his actions were understandable. It was the greatest kindness to not join the battle and kill them personally, not to mention the entanglement just now.
Xuan Tianji held the Bixiao Sword and fought against the Poison King, defeating the Poison King. However, the Poison King was never good at internal strength. He took advantage of Xuan Tianji to deal with the attack of the ghosts behind him and threw a bone powder at him.
go.
Although Xuan Tianji dodged in time, he still got some of it by accident. A layer of skin immediately peeled off the back of his hand, and "呲呲" burned. In an instant, the blood and flesh were blurred. The fierce effect of Huagu Powder's poison was immediately visible.
Bones!
This sudden and severe pain made Xuan Tianji's hands tremble, unable to hold the Bixiao sword steady, and he fell to the ground. His lips immediately turned black and blue, and his whole body became weak.
"Master!" Mo Qianying and Mo Xiuyi fought off the entangled ghost masters.
Ling Xiyue turned around and said, "Three Venerables!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The Poison King laughed wildly.
Today, he will repay the hatred outside Mingbei Pass several times!