"Lifting the sword, riding astride and wielding the ghost rain, bones as white as mountain birds flew away!" Lu Chen shouted angrily and raised his arms, the vitality and secret keys in his body were running wildly, and the hundreds of long swords that made up the sword wings were wrapped in fire, like the roaring god of death.
, turned into streams of light, and shot towards them overwhelmingly.
Xiaoling looked up in surprise. Through the streaks of red light, the figure flying into the sky like a demon was deeply imprinted in her heart.
Between the lightning and flint, the flaming flying sword has thundered down!
Before the Cold Dragon Valley disciples in the first level of Ning Yuan could react, the flaming sword had penetrated their heads and was nailed to the ground. The remaining disciples in the second and third level of Ning Yuan turned pale and retreated in shock.
How could it be so easy to dodge the overwhelming swords? The most powerful disciple of the third level of Condensation Yuan was focused on by more than a dozen flaming swords, and was nailed to the ground by the chaotic swords in the blink of an eye. The rest of the disciples of the second level of Condensation Yuan were also injured.
The rain of flying swords fell to the ground and exploded, causing smoke and dust to fly in all directions. Xiaoling felt that her almost frozen hand was held by a warm hand, and the next moment she was being led out of the envelope of thick smoke and fire.
Lu Chen put her aside, brandished the rusty sword and rushed back into the flames and smoke again, shouting loudly: "All four styles of the Heavenly Sword are coming out!"
In an instant, sword aura filled the dust, and the miserable howl lasted for less than ten breaths before completely falling silent. Lu Chen said in a deep voice: "Little Saint, protect them!"
The Little Saint flapped his wings and landed gracefully on Xiaoling's shoulders. Seeing her beautiful eyes looking worriedly at the battle circle, he cheered and pointed to the sky with his wings.
Only then did the two women realize that Brother Tianjian, who was as powerful as a demon god, actually opened his sword wings and flew away.
"No! Senior brother escaped, let's run away!" Xiao Min was startled, grabbed the senior sister's arm and tried to run away.
Xiao Sheng tilted his head in disdain, his wings flickered violently, a strong wind blew away the dust, and Xiao Min and Xiaoling were completely confused.
In the battle circle, apart from a dozen Cold Dragon Valley disciple robes and scattered weapons, where is the half-figure of a human being?
boom!
The barrier of the Xuanwu Peak disciples was shattered by the ice, and the two of them were directly blasted away by Senhan's vitality. The blue ice spread rapidly over their bodies like a deadly death.
Death was imminent, and the strong man from Xuanwu Peak said guiltily: "Junior sister Luo Juan, it's all my fault for not protecting you."
"Senior Brother Gao Feng, we are all going to die anyway, will you just agree to be my Taoist companion?" A blush appeared on Luo Juan's pale face, and she stared at him lovingly.
Ask yourself, if it weren't for my poor family background and fear of dragging down this beautiful lady, why wouldn't I love her to the core of my being?
When faced with the decision of life and death, she chose to accompany her to death without hesitation. She was about to die anyway. If she missed this friendship, it would be the biggest regret in her life!
Gao Feng raised his hand with difficulty, smoothed the messy hair at her temples, and said weakly: "I promise you, I will never be separated from you for the rest of my life..."
Seeing this, Gu Jian couldn't help but burst out laughing, "You are still so close to me even when you are about to die. Brother Liang Shuang, don't you like this girl? Give her to you and see if he wants to marry her!"
"Beasts! You bunch of beasts!" Gao Feng, whose whole body had been imprisoned by the huge mass of ice, roared until he was hoarse. He looked at the disciple of the Cold Dragon Valley of the Fourth Realm of Condensation with a silver smile on his face as he approached his beloved woman step by step.
His eyes were wide open and blood was flowing from the corners of his eyes.
"Senior brother, let's be husband and wife again in the next life!" Senior sister Luo Luojuan looked at him sadly, and the vitality in her body suddenly became disordered.
"It's so easy to blow up your Dantian!" Liang Shuang, who was in the fourth realm of Yuan Yuan, snorted coldly. His body was like a ten thousand-year cold pool, spewing out endless cold air. Luo Juan felt that her whole body's energy was stagnant, and the violent energy in her Dantian was forced by the cold air.
Suppress it.
"Beauty, my brother will take good care of you~" Liang Shuang smiled evilly and raised his hand to pull her clothes, actually wanting to do something obscene in front of everyone. Gao Feng closed his eyes in pain, those accustomed to the cold ice valley
The disciples cheered loudly and their eyes widened, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.
The devil's claw was only three inches away from Luo Juan. Liang Shuang licked his lips excitedly. Just when he was about to tear her clothes to pieces, a stream of earthy yellow light whizzed over!
"not good!"
Liang Shuang's face changed wildly as he was focusing on the cauliflower. He exclaimed and dodged back, but he was still too slow!
The stream of light flew past his palm, bringing up a cloud of blood. He grunted in pain, and the ice energy in his body surged out crazily. Just as he was about to turn around and kill the attacker, he saw the earth-yellow stream of light turning strangely in mid-air.
, came in hot pursuit.
Liang Shuang's expression changed wildly, and he quickly activated his ice energy to freeze it, but he saw the earth-colored stream of light hit the ground on its own.
"Huh?" He couldn't help but be stunned.
At this moment, a dense earth-yellow light spurted out, covering the surrounding area of more than ten meters. Both Liang Shuang and the other disciples of Hanlong Valley felt that they had fallen into the quagmire, and their movements were sluggish.
The operation also became sluggish.
"Three Pure Sword Formation!" A thunderous roar rang out from the clear sky, and the three Condensation Realm treasure weapons had already hit Liang Shuang's vest with the force of wind and thunder.
"No!"
Just as Liang Shuang let out his desperate roar, three long swords had already passed through his chest.
The heart that was beating faster due to the approaching cauliflower was directly minced into meat paste, and the dirty blood spurted out for several meters, turning the watching Ice Valley disciples into gourds of blood.
Liang Shuang fell in a pool of blood, and finally saw his attacker, who turned out to be a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. He gathered his remaining strength to investigate, and his eyes widened.
"Condensing Yuan Realm...how is it possible..." His lips trembled slightly, with unwillingness and disbelief, and he fell to the ground slumped.
Gao Feng opened his eyes and saw that his sweetheart's clothes were intact as before. He was looking diagonally upward in surprise. His beautiful eyes were filled with tears of joy, but the guy who committed the crime was actually dead.
"What's going on?" He raised his head in confusion, and saw a figure floated by sword wings flying down rapidly. It was the sect's patron saint Tianjianfeng fellow disciple.
The joy of being reborn surged up instantly, but when he saw the fifth-generation disciple badge on Lu Chen's chest, his heart sank again. Even if he killed the strongest disciple of the fourth realm of Condensation Yuan in a sneak attack, there were still good things to do.
Dozens of people from the second and third realms of Ning Yuan!
"They are outnumbered, junior brother, run!" he shouted anxiously.
All the changes were just a matter of lightning. By the time Gu Jian and others reacted, Liang Shuang, who was in the fourth realm of Ning Yuan, had been killed by a sneak attack!
Gu Jian's eyes suddenly turned red, and he yelled hysterically: "Kill this kid who made a sneak attack and avenge Senior Brother Liang!"
If someone at the Ning Yuan level hadn't made a sneak attack, how could he have killed a senior who was three levels higher?
The rest of the Ice Valley disciples also believed that they didn't take Lu Chen seriously at all. They didn't even bother to set up a joint attack formation, and rushed over with a huff, trying to cut him into pieces.