If you mess with the devil, it's over!

boom--

Yu Xi was moving forward rapidly when a strong aftermath hit him in front of him, forcing him to stop.

I saw a figure that appeared in front of me at an unknown moment and stopped Mr. Zhao's footsteps. His two palms collided and Mr. Zhao took more than two steps back.

"Where to go?" A deep voice sounded, and an old man in brown robes emerged from the light. The rich aura on his body made Mr. Zhao feel solemn.

"It's this old guy..." Yu Xi murmured, and saw clearly that this man's face was the so-called Second Elder of Fu Ku who was on the chariot at that time.

It was already obvious. It seemed that the forces seen on the chariot at that time also intervened in this battle to save Sheng Shen Gong's face.

"Qi Lan, I hope you won't make the wrong move this time." Looking ahead, Yu Xi's figure flashed, Rong Jie flashed, and he and I held a long sword in our hands. The ice sword energy slashed out.

boom -

Trees flew in the forest below, and a deep ravine appeared. Then two figures swept up from below and appeared in front of the past.

"Mr. Zhao, don't worry about me, I can handle it." Yu Xi noticed that Mr. Zhao had been paying attention to the situation here and said calmly.

If Mr. Zhao is distracted again and loses at the hands of the second elder of Na Fu Ku, it will really be a disaster.

"It's so beautiful. How about you capture this little beauty by yourself?"

"Otherwise, this girl will destroy the flower with her own hands." One of the women said with a smile, looking up and down at the beautiful figure in red clothes in front of her, with her hands folded across her chest, looking extremely leisurely and contented.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Qiu Li. This is my senior sister, Shan Lu, the chief second-generation disciple of Dangdaozhong. What is your surname, sir?"

"The girl is so polite." A slight smile appeared on the young man's pretty face. He bent slightly and bowed, his charming eyes lowered lightly, and the moment he raised it again, the sword bloomed with coldness.

"treat......."

"Get out of the way." Qiu Li was pushed away by Shan Lu before she could finish her words, and the long knife in her hand was unsheathed and blocked in front of her.

when--

The swords and knives collided with each other, sparks flew, and two streams of spiritual power burst out.

"Such a great power." Yu Xi retreated violently. He could feel that his jaws were numb. Looking at the woman in front of him, he completely gave up the idea of ​​fighting head-on.

"Be gentle, senior sister." Qiu Li stepped forward, looking at the young man's beautiful eyes staring at the two of them, with a slight smile on his face, his palms wrapped with spiritual power, melting a snowflake falling in front of him.

"It's so cold, little beauty."

"Ha." Yu Xi smiled slightly, the sword in his hand disappeared, and he looked at the talkative woman in front of him with unblinking eyes, or in other words, he didn't take himself seriously at all.

"Is the girl teasing me?"

"No, that's what dandies do. This is called caring." Qiuli shook her head with a smile.

"That's right, but it's not a gentleman to block a road and kidnap a boy, isn't it?" The young man moved lightly. Frost and mist filled his body, lowering the temperature within a ten-foot radius to freezing point. Snowflakes were flying, and the cold wind was biting.

"I have no choice, so I just told you, senior sister, to be gentle."

"I can't refute you." The young man smiled sweetly, and in the blink of an eye, his cicada-like eyelashes were dyed snow-white by the frost, and wisps of cold air floated out of the ends of his eyes and swayed in the wind.

"So...this breath..." Qiu Li was about to say something, but then she felt a chill that penetrated her soul. She frowned and looked again. Looking forward, the young man's figure is no longer where he was.

The surrounding area was suddenly covered by a thick layer of frost and mist, almost blocking the field of vision, making it difficult to distinguish between east, west and north.

jingle bell-dang

A bell ringed all around, and it was impossible to tell from which direction it came. Qiu Li suddenly felt an extremely cold chill on her back. She unsheathed the long knife in her hand, turned around quickly, and the dark blue spirit of the blade came out. Force coverage, weapons collide.

"How could it be?" Qiu Li's pupils were shocked. The boy's aura was completely different from before. The surrounding frost made her feel that as long as she didn't use spiritual defense, her movements would be frozen and slow.

Feeling a sword light coming from the direction of his right hand, Yu Xi touched the ground with one foot, and at an extremely incredible angle, like a water snake, it swiped past Qiu Li's side. He gathered the ice energy in his left hand and struck out with one palm.

Qiu Li's reaction was also very quick. Spiritual power surged from her body and she also shot out with a palm.

boom -

Frost mist filled the air and air waves surged. Qiu Li quickly retracted her hand, only to feel that the blood in her palm was frozen at that moment, and the coldness reached her bone marrow.

"Are you okay?" Shan Lu came to her side. Although she was talking, her eyes were always alert to her surroundings.

"There is something wrong with this man. We must break this mist, otherwise we will be very passive." Qiu Li shook her head and held the knife in both hands. The blade of the knife suddenly glowed. With her as the center, it was like forming a whirlpool of knife wind, which continued to expand and seemed to be coming. Break it open and disperse this frost and mist.

"We must fight quickly." Yu Xi's eyes were sharp. He was not suitable for fighting a long war of attrition and could not delay it.

Boom - Wow

The frost mist was broken, and the young man's figure appeared in front of the two of them. However, the two women's pupils shrank at this time, because at this time, the young man was surrounded by a handle transformed from the spiritual power of ice. Long swords, densely packed.

"The sword of punishment can split mountains and rivers with force."

"Dancing wildly, parting the sea."

The two of them shouted loudly at the same time, and the majestic spiritual power in their bodies was running wildly. A long knife was pierced into the sky, as if it was about to split the dark night. Qiu Li's figure exploded, and a calm atmosphere evolved around her. In the sea, sword lights are gathering together to form a tornado, causing rough waves and trembling rocks.

Yu Xi looked at the two charging attacks with a solemn expression. He put his fair and slender feet in his mouth, and a layer of ice appeared out of thin air.

"Shuangluo, sword rain." The young man shouted softly, and the thousands of ice swords gathered around him fell like a torrential downpour. The young man's lotus feet were a little bit, and the white ankles made a crisp sound of bells, stepping on the cold On the Ice Spirit Sword.

"The tender red hooks and curves are covered with snow, and the remaining shadows remain in the moon palace."

The young man was dressed in red and wielding a sword in mid-air. He gently picked up his bare hands and caressed a snowflake in front of him. A plum blossom-shaped snowflake was held in his palm. With a gentle squeeze, the sky was filled with frost. His charming eyes seemed to have evolved from the snow and icebergs of eternity. The beautiful figure in red stands on the top of the mountain, disrupting a snowy city.

"Plum blossoms are like snow and the soul of beauty is covered with frost and snow."

"Gushuang, the ice stains the sky!"

In an instant, the wind was howling all around, and heavy snow was falling all over the sky. The cold wind blew through, like a sharp sword blade, which seemed to tear people apart. The young man stepped on the long sword and tapped lightly on his feet. The snowflakes melted and appeared. Full ripples, slightly turning sideways and raising hands, as if dancing in the air, the ice sword trembles, making a buzzing sound, and goes straight into the sky, like a meteor falling, whiteness exploding into the sky, and frost condensing wherever it touches.