Xuan Kong and Hei Wuchang both became nervous.

Although he said he didn't care on the surface, the power of the soul-suppressing bell still made people's scalp numb.

Ren Kuang's attack at this moment must be extraordinary.

Jingle bell, jingle bell!

Ren Kuang shook the bell.

However, the two of them were stunned.

This bell is just a normal sound, without any soul attack.

Is this...a joke?

Xuan Kong and Hei Wuchang's expressions suddenly became ugly.

Ren Kuang is playing tricks on them.

Damn it!

"Ren Kuang, you are looking for death!"

Hei Wuchang was the first to break out, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Ren Kuang.

This hand was normal at first, but the moment it was released, it suddenly exploded ten thousand times and turned into a giant hand.

The giant hands are in the air, covering the sky and the sun.

Ren Kuang and No. 8 were both enveloped by this giant hand.

brush!

No. 8 took out the sword from his waist.

The human sword merged into one, the sword energy condensed, and it slashed towards the giant hand.

All of his 2 million combat power was poured into the sword, making this sword energy particularly powerful.

"Haha, did you fight tooth and nail from the beginning? You are indeed worthy of being a dead soldier."

"Unfortunately, the gap in strength cannot be made up by hard work."

"Just accept your fate, low-class people will be low-class people."

Hei Wuchang is extremely disdainful.

This palm is difficult for even a five-star or fifth-level expert to withstand.

boom!

The sword energy struck the giant palm, like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any ripples.

But the giant palm slapped down at a faster speed.

Covering a radius of fifty meters.

There was a trace of despair in No. 8's eyes.

At this moment, he felt that he was locked by a strange force.

The world seemed to have turned into a cage, binding him tightly in place, unable to move.

The giant palm above the head, carrying a suffocating hurricane, is approaching.

Before the attack arrived, the ground was already cracked.

Cement fragments mixed with smoke and dust vibrated into the air.

Xuankong shook his head and sighed.

"This is what happens when you keep company with the devil."

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted sternly: "How brave you are to attack me from behind."

An extremely cold sword energy suddenly and silently erupted behind him.

That was Song Ya, who finally slashed out the Frost Divine Sword.

At this moment, Song Ya was undoubtedly the focus of the audience.

The scene of her swinging her sword in the air was photographed and captured by countless people and will be treasured forever.

The Frost Divine Sword, for the first time in public, exploded with power beyond five stars.

The bright sword energy passed through the void, leaving behind a clearly visible phantom of frost, which lingered for a long time just like real ice.

The sky seemed to have opened a huge hole.

The two sides of the opening are frozen, forming a semi-circular arch.

A dazzling light appeared on Xuan Kong's back.

This brilliance looks to be more than one meter thick.

Like a shield, blocking the back.

Click!

The frost sword energy approached instantly, frost flowers appeared on the shield, and cracks appeared.

Xuan Kong's face darkened, he grunted, and was bombarded by the powerful sword energy and flew forward more than ten meters.

How is that possible?

Xuan Kong turned around suddenly, with a look of horror on his face.

"This...is this the Snow Queen's magic weapon?"

"How can you, a mortal, drive it?"

Song Ya snorted coldly and stepped forward from the void.

Although she only has a four-star cultivation level, her aura can crush a five-star one.

He waved his sword lightly, and with a whoosh of frost sword energy, he came to kill again.

She didn't even bother to answer Xuan Kong's words.

With the sword power injected by Ren Kuang, she no longer saves.

"Frost Cage!"

Song Ya shouted coldly and her wrist shook.

The sword energy roared one after another, forming a cage.

Click, click, click!

Under the extreme cold, the ground was so frozen that it cracked.

The sword energy intertwined and instantly pulled the power of heaven and earth to form icicles, trapping Xuan Kong in a cage.

Song Ya, on the other hand, continued to swing her sword calmly.

The sword energy continuously blessed the cage, causing the temperature of the cage to drop sharply.

Soon, a cube with a length, width and height of five meters was formed.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Within the cube, sword energy crisscrosses and pierces continuously.

Xuan Kong's roar was faintly heard, but he felt a little angry.

Hei Wuchang roared: "Xuankong, you were beaten like this by a four-star little girl. It's so embarrassing."

Xuankong said in a sullen voice: "Be careful yourself, this kid is not simple, be careful of being tricked."

Hei Wuchang laughed loudly: "I'll kill two little ants with one slap. What's the use of more plots and tricks?"

Before he could stop laughing, the sound of a bell rang in his ears.

jingle.

This soul-stirring sound suddenly appeared.

Before he had time to react, he suddenly became violent.

Layers upon layers, like a tidal wave in the sea, roaring in the ear cavity, straight into the sea of ​​will.

"Damn, it's a soul attack!"

Hei Wuchang was shocked.

This soul attack was so weird, it penetrated his own defense silently.

Acts directly on the sea of ​​will.

Who can withstand this?

He roared angrily, and his soul power surged, trying to drive away the enchanting sound.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.
To be continued...