Chapter 906: Bloody Lucky Ice Sword

Each of these ice swords has the power of the evil-condensing level. The young men joined forces to deal with one, but they did not have the strength to deal with so many ice swords. What's more, they were already injured in the attacks they had just taken!

"Brothers, send Ayu away!" Deyun looked at Ayu beside him and shouted loudly. A green shield appeared in front of him. When the other young men heard Deyun's orders, they all seemed to have regained their strength and flew up from the ground one after another. All kinds of magic weapons were sacrificed by them in the air again.

The sword light penetrated through the protection of magic weapons, and in just a moment, these young men fell into danger.

"Sher", with a light sound, a sword light had already spread across the young man Long Ke's shoulders, and bright red blood flowed along his sleeves from Long Ke's shoulders. The other young men were also in extreme danger.

"I won't leave, I'll die together!" A Yu looked at his companion who was desperately blocking him, and a trace of perseverance that was very disproportionate to his age flashed in his eyes. With one hand waving, a sword light rolled towards the ice-colored sword rain.

The middle-aged man looked at these young men who were sympathetic, hated each other against each other, and covered each other with each other, and sneered and said disdainfully: "There are little boys from the poor, you dare to hurt me if you don't know how to live or die? Today, I want you all to die without a place to bury you!" With gritted teeth, he opened his mouth and a mouthful of white quickly spit out. The void of a hundred feet was instantly shrouded by ice fog!

The young man, who was already difficult to support, slowed down his movements at this time. He saw that these ice swords were about to kill all the young man under the Immortal Peak in an instant.

"It's shameless to bully the small by bullying the small!" In the crisp voice, a blood-colored gourd suddenly flew into the air. The surging ice sword and the ice mist covering the void were swallowed by the blood-colored gourd like a long whale drinking water.

The boy who thought he would die was undoubtedly dead, looked at the sound and saw a child in red clothes and red pants standing on a huge rock not far away. The white and tender apple faces under his two cute braids were enough to kill all the girls' love for beauty.

When the middle-aged man saw that the ice sword he had refined was taken away, his thin face changed, and several people immediately became even colder. His gloomy eyes looked at the boy in red, and his eyes were full of greed and looked at the little blood-colored gourd as crystal clear as jade in the boy in red.

"Bold little thief, you dare to attack me after stealing my things? Today, I will discipline you for your family!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and the big net that bound the nine-colored deer directly covered the boy in red.

The boy holding a blood-colored gourd was a clever ghost. After hearing the middle-aged man's words, how could he not know what he meant? He immediately snorted coldly and said "shameless" boy in red. He patted the blood-colored gourd, and the blood-colored light swept, and the middle-aged man's white light net was put into the gourd.

"Junior, my master is the young master of the eldest elder of the Xuanming clan. If you know the truth, quickly hand over the little gourd you stole. Otherwise, hehe, I will make you want to die and survive!" When the middle-aged man saw that his magic weapon was taken away again, he was extremely angry and laughed instead of anger and threatened coldly.

Hearing the three words "Xuanming Clan", the faces of the young men with the scoundrel changed drastically. Although they are also large clans, they are still much worse than the Xuanming Clan. If the elders in the clan know that they and others have offended the Xuanming Clan, it will be a devastating disaster for them and others.

Their fear does not mean that the blood-colored gourd is afraid. As the beloved son born from the black gourd, who have you ever been afraid of? He was as proud as he was just trying to teach this middle-aged man a lesson. At this time, he heard the middle-aged man clearly with a threatening tone, and then he snorted coldly, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a brilliant light rushed out of the blood-colored gourd.

"Bang!"

A big head of a middle-aged man fell from his neck in an instant. Bright red blood flowed on the earth. The Xuanming clan, like the Youqiu clan, does not cultivate the soul. Therefore, as the middle-aged man's head landed, his life completely disappeared from this world.

The blood-colored light rushed back into the blood-colored little gourd of the boy in red. This extremely fast change made Deyun and other young men stunned, and they were full of admiration for the blood-colored gourd that helped.

"I thank you this little brother just now, but this guy is from the Xuanming clan. Let's clean him up quickly so that you can avoid being found out and causing trouble." Deyun was quite mental among the teenagers. Thinking about the consequences of this situation, it was because of the consequences they brought, he quickly reminded the boy in red with kindness.

"Tighten up? Do you think you can hide the truth if you clean up? If you dare to kill my ice slave, let you all be buried with the ice slave today!" A cold voice came from the distant sky. With this sound, four ice dragons with cold light flashing all over their bodies pulled a quaint chariot and flew straight from a distance.

The chariot was dark and had no pattern at all, but the marks were filled with ancient rust, which made the chariot look imposing. Above the chariot, a young man in snow-white clothes, had compact facial features and was considered to be handsome, but his eyes were as bright as lightning, and his trembling light was shining, giving people a sarcastic feeling.

After the chariot, three men who looked similar to those of the dead middle-aged man were looking at the boy in blood with fierce eyes. Seeing his angry look, he wanted to tear the boy into pieces.

"Young Master, Bing Nu is wronged to die. Please ask my brothers to avenge the Bing Nu." The middle-aged man standing on the left of the chariot bowed to the young man on the chariot and said in a deep voice.

"Accurate! You can use these people to be buried with the Bingnu. Remember to bring that little gourd for me." The young man waved his hand lazily to the middle-aged man who bowed and gave a light command.

The blood-colored gourd has been favored by Yi Chu since its birth. How could he have suffered such idle anger?

Hearing the young man's order, the blood-colored gourd snorted coldly. As his divine thoughts turned, the bright light made by him with a blood-transforming knife flew up from the blood-colored gourd and slashed straight towards the young man.

The young man did not take the blood-colored gourd in his eyes. He was caught off guard and suddenly saw the blood-colored light flying towards him. He was shocked. However, the blood-colored light came too quickly and arrived in an instant. Although he was already at the peak of the soul magic form, it was not easy to intercept the speeding light.

"ah!"

The surprised young man screamed in his heart. Before he could take action, a black light flew out from the ancient chariot, covering the young man in the black light!

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