It's getting colder and colder outside the city walls of Gale City.
The cold air is billowing, as if winter is approaching.
The weather was cold, and Qin Yuanshuo's heart was even colder.
He looked at the figure with long hair in disbelief. The frost rising from his feet continued to spread up his feet. He frowned and used the spiritual power in his body to try.
Get rid of this frost.
At that time, his cultivation in the Divine River Realm was completely stimulated. He heard a crisp sound of "bang" and the frost on his feet suddenly shattered. He was overjoyed and was about to exert his strength.
But before he could lift his feet, the frost on the ground suddenly surged again, covering his feet again.
Qin Yuanshuo felt a chill in his heart, secretly thinking that something was wrong, but at this moment, He Feibai, whose white hair was fluttering in the wind, suddenly became faster. He ducked in front of the Ziyun Sword Prisoner, holding the sword in his hand.
The blade of the sword passed through a streak of cold light, and the Ziyun Sword Prisoners who were frozen in place by the frost condensed and shuddered violently as the sword blade passed by. At that moment, they turned into ice particles and suddenly exploded.
His brows were cold, with no intention of stopping at all. He continued to move forward at this moment, and rushed to Qin Yuanshuo in a blink of an eye. He raised the long sword in his hand and trembled, attacking Qin Yuanshuo.
Qin Yuanshuo was horrified. He didn't understand how He Feibai, who was only at the second level of Xingluo Realm, could burst out such a powerful force in an instant. But whether it was the frost that trapped his feet or the
The chill in He Feibai's sword edge made Qin Yuanshuo realize that the guy in front of him should not be underestimated.
He quickly raised the knife in his hand and faced the opponent's killing sword.
The swords collided suddenly at this moment.
Qin Yuanshuo's expression suddenly became a little weird. It was not because of the power contained in He Feibai's sword. In fact, it was based on the strength of the spiritual power and the sword intention contained in the sword.
In other words, his level is slightly better than that of ordinary warriors in the second realm of Xingluo Realm. Considering He Feibai’s cultivation in the early stages of entering the second realm of Xingluo Realm, it is indeed worthy to be able to exert such combat power.
Extraordinary, but such combat power seems a bit worthless in front of a strong man in the Divine River realm.
In fact, if it were just the spiritual power and sword intent coming from He Feibai's sword, Qin Yuanshuo's cultivation level could defeat He Feibai with a flick of his finger.
But with these two
Along with the sword, there was also a biting chill.
It was a very strange chill. It surged into Qin Yuanshuo's body, passed through his skin, and then reached his meridians, traveling around in his body. With the influx of that chill, Qin Yuanshuo
The movement of spiritual power in Shuo's body also became slow and stagnant at this time. Qin Yuanshuo realized the strangeness of this object. He gathered his spiritual power around him to try to drive away the coldness pouring into his body, but the coldness seemed to have
The essence of spiritual power is higher than that of ordinary people. The majestic spiritual power surging in his body did not have much impact on the chill. On the contrary, because of his distraction, the long knife in his hand was gradually suppressed by He Feibai.
, the sword edge overwhelmed the blade edge.
A little fear finally welled up in Qin Yuanshuo's heart. He raised his head to look at the other party, only to see the look on He Feibai's face and the murderous intent surging in his ferocious eyes.
His heart trembled, and he secretly felt that something was not good. He originally thought about cooking He Feibai first, and then the chill that poured into his body at the end, but then he found that the spiritual power in his body was due to the previous attempt to dispel the chill.
At this moment, he was intertwined with the coldness, but was pulled by the coldness. For a moment, it was difficult for him to mobilize it. Without the support of the huge spiritual power in his body, Qin Yuanshuo lost his greatest support, but on the other hand, the coldness all over He Feibai was still there.
As time went by, cold frost gradually began to form on Qin Yuanshuo's blade.
At the same time, Ning Xiu and Xue Yun also reacted at this moment. The two men suddenly shot out, carrying silver spears and halberds with terrifying power, and attacked Qin Yuanshuo from behind.
With Qin Yuanshuo's cultivation level, he was able to sense this immediately. His expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to draw the knife to defend himself, but the frost condensed on the blade and the ice and snow that had already poured onto his knees,
Even the restrained spiritual power in his body made it difficult for him to react immediately.
He looked at Ning Xiu and Xue Yun in astonishment, and opened his mouth to say something, but the sound hanging in his throat suddenly stopped halfway!
At that time, the silver spear and the halberd suddenly pierced from behind. His fine armor was defeated in front of the Azure Dragon Spear and the Qingyun Halberd. Without spiritual power to protect his body, even a strong man in the Divine River Realm would not be able to defeat the spear and halberd.
In front of me, there is nothing but flesh and blood.
Blood burst out, and the fear and horror on Qin Yuanshuo's face solidified at that moment. He lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the two dazzling blood holes under his body, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his body was finally out of control at that time.
Accidentally, with a sound
After a muffled sound, he suddenly fell to the ground.
Qin Yuanshuo is dead.
The leader of the Purple Sword Guard is dead.
Such a scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding purple sword guards, and everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and they looked sick.
The strength that He Feibai showed just now was really too terrifying. In just one face-to-face effort, more than ten Ziyun Swordsmen fell under the opponent's sword, and Qin Yuanshuo from the Divine River Realm seemed even more...
Not his enemy.
On the battlefield, with bloodshed, people's minds will become dull. They have no time to think carefully about what is unusual. They just feel frightened, and this fright soon turns into fear.
Fear soon began to spread, and tens of thousands of purple sword guards began to collapse at this time. No matter how the generals at the rear commanded, it was difficult to reverse the decline. On the contrary, everyone in Dafengyuan, after seeing the murder of Yang Tong,
, and the tragic scene of their fellow disciples falling under the sword of the Purple Sword Guard, each one felt sad from it, and fought with all their might, chasing the remnants of the Purple Sword Guard's defeated soldiers, slashing with swords and axes, at the gate of the windy city.
A large number of corpses were left outside.
Qin Juxian, the commander of the Purple Sword Guard who was behind the scenes, had a gloomy face. He was not willing to let it go. He squinted at He Feibai in front of the Dafeng Courtyard. After killing Qin Yuanshuo, his body shook, and he was obviously using that
After being far beyond the means of his cultivation, he himself was exhausted. He could see that everyone in Gale City was relying on one breath to hold on at this moment. As long as he could stop the soldiers under his command, stop this spread.
If you feel the fear coming, you will have the chance to win.
Thinking of this, Qin Juxian stood up and stepped out from the crowd of soldiers. He was about to do something, but at this moment, there was a sudden sound of rapid horse hoofbeats from behind.
He was startled and looked back, only to see a group of people emerging from the horizon at the end of the road behind him.
The leader looked gloomily, looked here, raised the black epee in his hand, and shouted loudly.
"White Wolf enters the battle!"
"I give way to strangers!"
Then, on the horizon, the shouts of killing were deafening, and a large number of soldiers rushed from there to kill.
The momentum is huge and the murderous intention is fierce.