to the snow

When the snow geese appeared, the underworld wind that once surrounded the dark spring began to break, wisps of black devil energy turned into blue smoke and dissipated, unable to condense into the dark spring again.

"What kind of move is this!" Seeing that the magic energy in the dark spring suddenly dimmed a lot, Yi Nan said in surprise.

Mo Li didn't answer, and suddenly jumped up with force, Yi Nan hadn't recovered, her figure had already disappeared into the dark spring.When he saw the figure at the other end clearly, Mo Li suddenly flung out the Soul Claw from his hand.

The distance between the two of them was so far that the Soul Claw could not even reach a corner of Xiao Longhao's clothes.The corner of his mouth hooked slightly, and Mo Li suddenly changed his move, turning a claw into a shadow of a claw, and a strong wind mixed with vitality swept away.

Seeing that Mo Li had already started to act, Yi Nan immediately understood what she meant.The long whip was thrown out, but it brought up a dazzling purple flower.One claw and one whip attacked Xiao Longhao's position from two different directions at the same time.

A gleam of light flashed from Xiao Longya's eyes, before he saw any movement, snowflakes like goose feathers floated in front of him.Although the snowflakes flew wantonly, they were constantly changing in a strange way, so that once the two's attacks touched the snowflakes, they couldn't get any closer to them.

Xiao Longya suddenly stopped playing, slowly held the flute in front of his chest, and shouted loudly: "Sacrifice of the Snow Spirit—it hurts to melt the snow!"

"Huh...huh..." The snow geese flapped their wings, and after circling in the air, as if they had received some order, they rushed towards the center of the dark spring at high speed, with the spirit of seeing death as home.

"Crackling!" With the entry of snow geese, the originally impenetrable underworld wind began to collapse, and white lights came and went in and out of the underworld wind.The dense ice cubes hit the surface of Hades, and the crushed ice particles splashed on the face.

A piece of red light suddenly lit up at this moment, and after the red light flickered, a huge energy suddenly exploded from the Dark Wind Spring!Although You Jing and the others were far away, they were still affected by the aftermath of the explosion, and they couldn't help being thrown out.

"Master...Senior Sister...!" In the Dark Wind Spring, Yi Nan couldn't bear the sudden strong energy, and spat out a mouthful of blood.Immediately, her body was swept up by the ghostly wind, and the next moment, Yi Nan hit the ground hard and passed out.

A miserable hum came from the dark spring, and Mo Li and Xiao Longhao were thrown out by the dark wind one after another. After the dark wind dissipated, the dark spring still turned into a demonic energy and returned to Zhanpo Sword.

After Xiao Longya touched the ground, he slid backwards for a few feet before stopping. A mouthful of blood was sprayed on the front of his clothes, and he was still holding the flute tightly in his hand.

Ziyunfang got up and saw Xiao Longhao lying three feet away from him, and ran away screaming.

Seeing that Xiao Longya's white clothes were all stained with bright red blood, Ziyun's eyes were filled with tears.She sobbed and called Xiao Longya's name, crossed her hands and made the curse seal of Shenshui Runxin, carefully hanging it on his chest.

"Ziyun...cough cough..." Xiao Longhao smiled at her, and weakly raised his hand to wipe away her tears, but halfway through the hand was replaced by a violent cough, so he had to hang down unwillingly.

"Brother Xiao! Your vitality..." When Ziyun felt for his pulse with trembling hands, he froze on the spot.

It turned out that just now Moli was afraid that once Xiao Longya's attack worked, he would also fall because of it, so he desperately escaped from his attack, and before the Underworld Wind and Dark Spring exploded, he struck him with two palms.These two palms are the "transforming kung fu cotton palms" that dissipate one's internal energy, the middle one will destroy the whole body's internal energy in one fell swoop.

"I...I'm fine..." Although Xiao Longya said so, the wry smile on the corner of his mouth betrayed him.

Ziyun's tears finally fell and landed on Xiao Longya's lapel.

"Hehe, if death is imminent, can you still pretend to be relaxed like this?" The cold voice came, making both of them shudder.Mo Li was slowly standing up from the ground, but there was not a single wound on his body!The Zanpakujian in her hand exuded a destructive black glow, but Yi Nan still fell to the ground, seriously injured.

"You... why are you alright?!" With Ziyun's help, Xiao Longya stood up with difficulty, his eyes full of disbelief.

Mo Li smiled, held his sword and walked towards him, one step after another.The tower floor was surprisingly quiet, terrifyingly quiet, except for the sound of footsteps, there was no other sound.

"What are you doing!" A quiet angry shout came from behind Mo Li, and just as the sound fell, the Chiyue Sword pierced the air and pierced Mo Li's back.As if he had expected it, Mo Li didn't even turn his head, and suddenly stretched out his left hand sideways, grabbing the Chiyue Sword in his hand.

You Jing was taken aback for a moment, when his right hand tried to get rid of that hand, Mo Li suddenly let go of it, and then strangled her neck.

"Wuuu!" You Jing didn't know that she would come out like this, both swords fell to the ground, she struggled desperately, but the strength of the hand holding her neck was getting stronger and stronger.She was so suppressed that her little face turned purple, and she hugged Mo Li's arm tightly with both hands, but she couldn't exert any strength at all.

"Cough, cough, cough... let her go!" Xiao Longhao coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and roared.

Hearing this, Mo Li smiled coldly, "As you wish."

With her left hand raised to her chest, she suddenly threw You Jing to the ground with force.

Both feet fell to the ground first, and You Jing only felt two crisp sounds next to her ears, followed by a burst of pain from her ankles.

Not paying any attention to the angry pain of Quiet behind him, Mo Li narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the two cuddling each other in front of him.The milky white Zanpour sword in her right hand hangs down naturally, while the Soul Claw is wrapped around her left arm, ready to go.

"If you let her go, it's time to send you to Huangquan."

Mo Li's usual indifferent voice resounded, and Zhanpojian pointed flatly at Xiao Longya's eyebrows, the black sword light faltering.

"Your internal strength has completely disappeared, and even moving is extremely difficult. Let me see how you can survive under the Zhanpo sword." Seeing Xiao Longhao struggling to stand up, and only a moment after stabilizing his body, a thread of blood hangs from the corner of his mouth , had to use the Ningshuang sword to support himself, and Mo Li mocked every word.

But at this moment, a figure stood in front of Piao Ling, spread his arms outwards, and tightly protected the astonished young man behind him.

Mo Li glanced at Ziyun disdainfully, "You don't know martial arts, so you can't protect him at all."

Ziyun bit her lip, she didn't back down because of Mo Li's words.On the contrary, her eyes were full of determination, "I will do my best."

A white light flashed in the palm of his hand, and a flute made of high-quality sapphire appeared in Ziyun's hand.This flute is the "Xiaoxiang flute" given to her by Xiao Longyu. Because of its preciousness, Ziyun has been carefully keeping it in the storage talisman and is reluctant to use it.

Putting it across his mouth, resting his delicate fingers on the cold flute.Slightly exhaling, what he played was a piece of "Snow Melting Still Hurt"!

However, this time's Huaxue Yushang is very different from Xiao Longya's performance just now, with traces of vitality being forcibly stripped from Ziyun's body with the sound of the flute.In an instant, flakes of white snow floated up, but they flew up and down around Xiao Longya.

Tears hit the Xiaoxiang flute, and then slid down the smooth sapphire flute, a flash of determination flashed in Ziyun's eyes.A stream of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth, seeped into the Xiaoxiang flute, and then turned into blood-colored flying snow, blending into the white snow in the sky.