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Chapter 133 The Abyss of Cold Tide(2/3)

After being scraped dozens of times by the thunder method with a sharp edge, Wei Yunya couldn't twist it away, and he was also angry. His body suddenly stopped in the mountains and forests. Then he held the banner in his hands and inserted it hard on the ground. The black banner exploded:

boom--

Crack...

In just a moment, a sharp ice ring appeared in the muddy mountains, spreading outward and instantly frozen the muddy black soil and rain curtains. Several feet long ice thorns broke through the deciduous forest!

Xie Jinhuan crashed into the ice ring, and her robe and cloak were soaked. She was frozen hard almost instantly. She noticed something was wrong and flew backwards, bringing out the crackling sound of the robe breaking.

Crack...

A series of ice thorns spread forward, hitting Xie Jinhuan's place of foot until he chased him for more than twenty feet. The ice ring reached the end of the crossbow and forced Xie Jinhuan back to the front of the round formation.

Boom boom boom boom-

A series of small thunders were still locked above Wei Yunya's head.

But Wei Yunya was chopped to a bald head, and there was a faint burnt fragrance on his head, but he did not move in vain. Instead, he held the soul-guiding banner in one hand, glaring at the human wall and was still chopping his little Taoist nun:

"The fighting method is right? Come on! I'm with you!"

After saying that, Wei Yunya held the soul-guiding banner in his hand and circled quickly in front of him!

Huhu--

The autumn leaves of the mountains and forests and even the rain curtains were all led by the invisible energy!

The bitter cold wind was like a tornado, wrapped around the rain all over the sky, turned into endless ice thorns, and shot towards the seven people!

Boom-

From a distance, it looks like a white ice river, suddenly appearing among the forests and roughly crushing everything along the way!

And the lightning that is rising upstream is like a small electric snake in the ice river!

Seeing the sharp cold wind blowing countless ice crystals, Xie Jinhuan immediately swirled back with the sword in his right hand like the wind, and the Huang Lin Seal in his left hand activated the fire severance, and instantly brought out a fire wheel in front of him!

Sausa--

Boom-

The next moment, the ice thorns and cold currents that were enough to drown the seven people hit the steamer, and the red flames could be extinguished quickly again, which could be seen by the naked eye.

Liu Qingzhi and his partner were behind him. First, they felt the heat on their faces, and then the extreme cold that penetrated into their bones was overwhelming, which almost made their limbs stiff instantly.

The two waved their spears and tried to sweep away the endless ice crystals, but for only a moment, their movements were slow to see the naked eye. Then the black armor all over their bodies was crackling, and ice crystals gradually appeared and slowly turned into ice sculptures.

The two constables were shallow and could only kneel half on the ground and hold the round shield. The left hand of the shield was almost unconscious in a flash, and their fingers were frozen, and they were frozen directly with the shield!

Seeing this, Yang Dabiao relied on his tall figure and held a knife in front of Linghu Qingmo, desperately resisting the ice crystal cold current, and said anxiously:

"Hurry, kill him..."

Boom-

Linghu Qingmo was blocked by human walls and would not be affected by ice thorns. Most of the bone-breaking cold was wiped out by flames. He just tried his best to use his secret magical powers, and lightning lights continued to bombard the heads of ghost cultivators in the distance.

But Wei Yunya was "one force to surrender to ten meetings". He really invited the Taoist ancestor to fight on his behalf, so he could only fight.

Xie Jinhuan held the sword in front, wrapped the hot flames emitted by the Huang Lin Seal with his long sword, resisting the extreme cold that could freeze the seven people into ice sculptures.

However, this method cannot protect the whole body. In an instant, several blood marks were struck by ice pricks on both legs, which were directly frozen on the black soil.

When he found that several people could not bear it, Xie Jinhuan pulled away the sword at the speed of light and drew away the spear in Liu Qingzhi's hand, and then:

Huhuhu--

The seven-foot spear is like a tour of Longpan Mountain. The gun tip is wrapped with the flames gushing out from the Yellow Lin Seal. The powerful energy instantly swept away the cold wave that looks like a torrent!

The range of the fire ring even caused Liu Qingzhi and others to instantly turn from the wind to the cold wave. Even the broken ice crystals on their bodies were sucking towards the seven-foot-meter-radius fire ring in front, like a gun picking a fire dragon, sweeping away everything around them!

Wei Yunya activated all the energy in his body to stir the soul-stimulating banner. The endless cold wave wrapped the rain curtain, like a torrent washed over the white ice field, trying to drown Xie Jinhuan directly.

But Xie Jinhuan is a thick-skinned martial artist who relied on Huang Lin's seal to protect the cold and traveled to Longpan Mountain to block the whole body. He really couldn't die for a while, and even lifted his gun and stabbed him in front of him halfway through!

Boom-

The gun tip, wrapped in endless cold currents, pierced forward like an ice dragon breaking through the waves, and went upstream to knock out a hole in the surging cold current, hitting Wei Yunya. Unfortunately, the distance was still three or five feet away, and it was at the end of the powerful crossbow and was pressed back by the cold wave.

Wei Yunya was continuously bombarded by Xiao Lei, and it seemed like a wire hanging on his head, which was obviously not good. However, open flames appeared on his robe for a moment, and it was difficult to stabilize his qi and the qi veins were no longer stable.

Seeing that Xie Jinhuan was relying on his magic weapon and martial arts to push him in front, he couldn't fall down, and the little Taoist nun behind him was locking his head again, he couldn't help but want to retreat.

But what everyone did not expect was that at the moment of stalemate between the two sides, a sound suddenly came from the forest behind Wei Yunya:

"Douwu--"

The whistle of Xuan Mi was heard, and instantly brought out a ring sound wave in the rain curtain, hitting Wei Yunya's back with a thunderous momentum.

Wei Yunya's scalp was numb by the thunder of his head, and he never expected that anyone could take his butt at such a time.

The "Devil Crying Curse" of the Gu Po Poison Sect is a curse for attacking the soul. Those who are in the middle will fall into a trance and even lose their minds on the spot.

The moment he was hit by the sound wave, Wei Yunya's murderous eyes immediately appeared for a moment of trance, and the cold wave immediately stopped.

And in a flash, Wei Yunya realized that a fellow Taoist attacked him and immediately turned the black banner and swept to the source of the sound wave:

call--

The sharp white frost, like the splashing ink, instantly dyed the forest behind it!

Boom-

Almost at the same time, Xie Jinhuan turned his back and pointed at Feng Feng in front of the ice crystals, and instantly bumped into Wei Yunya near the front!

Wei Yunya was suddenly attacked by three monks, and he was obviously overwhelmed. When the shot landed, Xie Jinhuan had already stabbed the door with a gun and immediately swept across the soul-guiding banner, like a five-foot black stick, thrusting towards the edge!

clang--

Xie Jinhuan was directly removed from the spear head by this move, and his body moved accordingly, but his reaction was rapid. He followed the trend and turned his body into the air and beat the whip leg, like a strong dragon swinging his tail, thrusting towards Wei Yunya's head, making a loud noise in the air:

Bang-

A third-grade martial artist exploded with all his strength, hitting the head with one blow, and directly kicked all cultivators of the same level except the demon Taoist body cultivation to death.

Facing this attack, Wei Yunya raised the soul-attracting banner to block it. As a result, the well-textured five-foot long banner was kicked into half a month. Yu Jin still shook Wei Yunya several steps back. Before he could land, the thunder method of locking the head fell on his head again, so that his body stagnated for a moment!

Xie Jinhuan seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. When the whip leg landed, the Tiangang mace was unsheathed and flew forward with all its strength:

"Die for me!"

Boom-

The thirty-six-section Tiangang mace turned into a flywheel, breaking through the air in a blink of an eye, hitting Wei Yunya’s chest and abdomen!

Facing this almost dead joint attack, Wei Yunya was still awake in time. Seeing the flying heavy mace coming, he forced himself to turn his body, grabbed the Tiangang mace with his left hand and pointed in front of the soul-guiding banner with his right hand!

Bang—

The Tiangang mace fell into his left hand, and amid the explosion, Wei Yunya's entire arm and his left shoulder were blown into blood mist and broken bones on the spot.

But pointing at Xie Jinhuan's soul-guiding banner, the black banner floated forward!

Xie Jinhuan brought many weapons this time. When Tiangang mace was thrown out, he had already pulled down the Zhenglun sword. The sword body had not been completely unsheathed, and blue and white lightning had already emerged!

But this time it was not a ghost technique. Xie Jinhuan rushed forward for only three steps and found that it was like being grabbed by a god. His limbs were heavy and he was struggling to move forward. Blood mist appeared on his arms, turning into two red fog snakes and seeping into the banner. The feeling of exhaustion came from the depths of his soul!

"Beware!"

Seeing this, Linghu Qingmo suddenly changed his expression and used thunder technique to crazily bombard Wei Yunya, trying to block the "Snatch the Yuan Dynasty" from extracting essence, spirit, blood and blood.

Seeing this, Yang Dabiao, Liu Qingzhi and others dragged their limbs with frostbite, raised their weapons and rushed towards Wei Yunya!

Xie Jinhuan knew the other party's intention, but Wei Yunya, who had lost half of his body, could not have pulled him to death in an instant. For this reason, he resisted the constraints and held the sword and pressed forward with all his strength, forcing Wei Yunya to unable to pull his hand.

Wei Yunya was broken on his left shoulder, and blood gushed over his side, but his waist and back were still straight, and he grabbed the soul-inspiring banner with one hand, and his scarlet eyes looked at Xie Jinhuan. There was no panic in his eyes, but he said hoarsely:

"No wonder those two little bastards are afraid of you like a tiger. You are really hard to kill..."

Snap-

Yang Dabiao held the knife and attacked at full speed, jumped violently through several feet, holding the knife in both hands and slashed his neck.

Under the heavy knife, Wei Yunya's head immediately left his body, bringing out a ray of blood.

Liu Qingzhi took the spear of his partner and stabbed his body to the ground almost at the same time.

As the moment the restraint disappeared, Xie Jinhuan had already leaped forward at full speed. The sword in his hand brought out a dazzling sword light, slashing his head straight up, instantly cutting it into two petals!

Snap-

Linghu Qingmo flew closer and inserted his sword into the chest of the headless corpse!

Thorny—

The lightning light of the sword body shone, but in a flash, the body turned black under the lightning light!

Lin Ye, who was shouting for the cold wind, also became silent in an instant under the shining lightning, leaving only heavy rain to wash away the entire ice field.

Crackling...

Xie Jinhuan was shrouded in the rain, holding a black flag in his hand, holding a sword and looking around carefully.

Yang Dabiao and others shivered on the spot, and their armor and robes fell off their ice slags.
To be continued...
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