Shock!

Mo Fan knew very well why Mu Ningxue would not show any mercy to the Jima and his son.

If she showed mercy, would this alliance of forces surrounded by the entire Fanxue Mountain be kind to the members of Fanxue Mountain?

They came to destroy, not to come to have tea and chat. They were kind-hearted to deal with the enemy, which was equivalent to cruelty to their own people. At this point, Mu Ningxue was really decisive.

I have to say that Mu Ningxue did have a very good shock effect. There was a huge mage army at the foot of the mountain. After they saw two super-class masters tragically die, each of them was poured with a basin of ice water.

The reason for attacking Fanxue Mountain itself seems to everyone to be far-fetched. If they cannot form an absolute crush on their strength, their alliance will actually become very fragile.

Zhao Jing and Lin Kang also clearly noticed the riot in the Corps and hesitated. If they were to send roles like Jima father and son in this situation, it would probably make it more difficult to invade Fanxue Mountain.

"We will do it together and it will be of no benefit to anyone if we drag it down." Zhao Jing said.

Zhao Jing is a madman, he is not so stupid that he lets these masters around him go to one by one. It is not a duel event. As long as he destroys Fan Xueshan, they will be the winners of this battle.

Zhao Jing and Lin Kang, two men led by them flew out of the joint army directly.

Lin Kang held an ink pen in his hand. He swept heavily into the Tai Chi Chaos Ice Diagram released by Mu Ningxue, and saw thick black ink splashing out from the ink pen, like a large brush that expresses a flying dragon stroke on the drawing paper on the ground.

I saw the thick black ink suddenly solidified in the air, turning into a cold ink blade, cast black iron, tough and sharp!

"Swish!!!"

This ink blade slash directly split the Tai Chi Chaos Ice Map with extremely strong air pressure, tearing Mu Ningxue's domain.

After staying in the north of the city for a while, Lin Kang naturally knew what kind of cultivation Mu Ningxue was. He was not as careless as Cao Xiaohan. Every time he took action, he was extremely lethal magic. He just couldn't tell which system he was. It seemed that he had perfectly combined his transcendent power into the iron ink pen in his hand!

With a move of your wrist, there was a tide of ink, which was extremely dark and thick, comparable to the mudslides, woods, villages, and towns washed away from heavy rains in the towering mountains.

Mu Ningxue retreated, but the ink flow rolled at an amazing speed. Even if he stepped on the wind mark, he could not completely get rid of the overwhelming ink.

The tiny and delicate figure swiftly. Just as the ink stone flowed in one mouthful of Mu Ningxue like a monster, Mu Ningxue held the slender ice sword and turned around and swept it a silver arc-full blade in the air!

The blade was covered with silver frost. The silver frost suddenly spread out along the place where the sword energy swept away. Along with the traces of the sword energy, an Ice Moon City Wall instantly condensed!

The city wall is completely made of crystal clear ice crystals, and there is a high place in the center, like a standing city tower. Mu Ningxue stood behind the Ice Moon City Wall swept by the sword. Even though the ink stone flow was like a beast in the wilderness, it would not hurt her at all.

Lin Kang came along the ink stone. After seeing the ice moon rising from the ground, he couldn't help but smile coldly.

"The iron pen flies the spear, and thousands of spears penetrate the heart!"

Lin Kang threw the iron ink pen in his hand towards the Bingyue City Tower, and saw the iron ink pen trembling in the air, with phantoms heavy. When he was about to fly to the Bingyue City Tower, the phantoms suddenly turned into the most realistic and sharpest iron ink spear, with thousands of them!

At this moment, it was like an ancient battlefield. Thousands of iron crossbow chariots under a white city tower shot heavy crossbows and iron spears at the defensive city tower at the same time. The dense iron crossbows and spears in the air were cruel and spectacular!

The Bingyue City Tower was pierced with holes and turned into a white honeycomb in an instant. There were also many stencils flying through the holes and flew directly towards Mu Ningxue, the number was as amazing.

Mu Ningxue stepped on the wind marks, and her figure was like a thin willow swaying in the wind, avoiding these sharp iron spears, but in the face of such a strong and cruel transcendent force, she had to gradually retreat.

Lin Kang stepped on one of the iron pens and flew to the Bingyue Tower. He looked down at Mu Ningxue, who was skillful below, but a hint of irony raised the corner of his mouth.

He held his right hand heavily into the air, and suddenly a blood-stained iron ink brush appeared strangely, and he quietly threw it into the thousands of crossbow spears.

The blood-stained iron ink pen is hidden, and it seems to be no different from other crossbow pens, but at the end is wrapped with a layer of horizontal spiraling Yin wind. The ghosts are scattered in the Yin wind, and resentful faces and vicious eyes are stirred together like dyeing vats and turning into the cursed Yin wind!

Mu Ningxue shuttled and dodged among the spears. She keenly sensed and noticed the unusual cold wind, approaching rapidly with the biting chill of her soul.

But Mu Ningxue couldn't find the curse pen, and didn't know where it came from, nor how terrible its power it had, nor how to defend it.

This kind of magic with the power of curses, the defense of elemental matter is probably not much to offset!

"Buzz!!!"

Just when Mu Ningxue was overwhelmed, a snow-white goose pen threw it in front of him. Less than ten meters away, the tail of the goose-feather snow pen trembled like a flexible sword.

A cool feeling, the summer lake breeze blows like a summer lake, and at the same time, a layer of space ripples spread out at the end of the Goose Feather Snow Pen. The ripples spread in all directions, and countless iron spears turned into thick ink, melting themselves in the air, and sewage spilled all over the ground.

As soon as these phantom iron spear pens melted, only the blood-stained iron brush with cursed Yin Feng was left, which had almost reached Mu Ningxue's eyes.

Mu Ningxue reacted immediately, and her body fell backwards and lay on her side in the ice and snow powder all over the ground.

"hateful!"

When Lin Kang saw someone breaking his magic, his face turned pale and his eyes were sharp, and he wanted to know who dared to interfere with him.

This curse pen is hidden in the thousands of spears. Even if Mu Ningxue has extremely high cultivation, he cannot avoid it and cannot stop it. He cannot kill him with one blow. He can also make Mu Ningxue cursed and his life soul hurt!

"I heard for a long time that the head of the north city of the city is a judge of Tiemo. The death judge in his hand is invincible in the world. I, Mu Bai, come to see you for a while!" Mu Bai appeared, and he had stood in front of Mu Ningxue at some point.

Mu Bai walked forward, pulled up the goose feather ice pen inserted into the ground, and held it on his back.

At this time, he was like a scholar in white, standing with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression. The snow pen in his hand could express a magnificent world!

"The leader of the Southern Wing, haha, you don't want a bright future, you have to bury Fan Xueshan with you!" Lin Kang had long heard of Mu Bai's reputation and recognized him at a glance.
Chapter completed!