At this moment, a bottomless gully suddenly appeared on the ice surface.

Yue Lin was whipped under the water by a long whip composed of hundreds of short swords and disappeared.

The more than twenty monks above were completely stunned. Even Dian Mang couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"The disciples of Baihua Pavilion come here." As if he had accomplished a trivial matter, the expression on Jingthorn's face was very calm. She gently stroked the flying sword formation, as if comforting a irritable long dragon.

Ling Mei and his friends fell from the air tremblingly, not daring to get too close, but no one dared to leave.

What is more embarrassing than the monks of Baihua Pavilion is Dianmeng. He dared not walk and went down, and he didn't know what to do.

"Where is Ning Fei's envoy, where has she been??"

Dian Fan never wanted to see Liu Ningfei so much.

Jingthorn's eyes swept over the monks of Baihua Pavilion one by one, and stayed at Ling Mei for a moment. As soon as she raised her head, a trace of anger flashed between her eyebrows.

"The people from Aoki Gate, take advantage of my good mood now and get as far as I can."

Dian was like being granted a general amnesty. At this moment, he didn't care about his attitude and picked up all his disciples in one scroll and flew away as fast as possible.

"What's your name? Whose disciple is it?" Jing Thi looked at Ling Mei and showed a gentle smile.

"Master, my name is Ling Mei, I am a disciple of Baihua Pavilion Temple." For some reason, Ling Mei felt a natural sense of resistance in her heart and was not willing to answer.

"Are you just an ordinary disciple?" Jing Thi frowned and sneered: "It seems that after so many years, Baihua Pavilion has forgotten its mission and mission."

"Ling Mei, come here and let me..."

kindness!?

Before Jingtie finished speaking, she suddenly stopped talking, her eyes full of confusion, and she looked at the slightly undulating ice surface.

Blocked by thick ice, she could not clearly see the situation below, but her instinct seemed to be something wrong.

"Is there a huge fish swimming under the ice?"

The thorn suddenly became interested. Since it hit her hand, it was baked and eaten. It was its most wonderful ending.

Click...

The hard and thick ice cube was broken by a sword and crack about a foot wide.

She lowered her head slightly, trying to see clearly what kind of big fish it was.

boom!

An arm glowing with purple gold light suddenly rushed out of the water, and its open fingers and claws took the vital points of the thorn's chest with a cold breath.

"Hmph!" Jing Thief sneered, and although he was not surprised, he reached out and flew out of his sachet with one finger, slashing the sudden appearance of his finger claws.

The dagger broke out a dazzling array of Mars and returned with a wailing cry.

Bramble raised his eyebrows, and still did not dodge, he poked out his slender and fair arms, held them down with his palm, and collided head-on with his purple and golden hand.

Bang!

The floating ice that was more than ten feet in a radius suddenly shattered, and the cold face of Thorns finally changed color. They flew backwards with a muffled groan, barely stabilizing their body in mid-air.

"What a domineering power, it can actually break through my spiritual barrier." She lowered her head and stared at her slightly cracked fingertips, wiped away the wisps of blood that were oozing out, and stared at the water below.

"Retreat!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the monks of Baihua Pavilion quickly flew back a thousand feet away, formed a formation to protect themselves, and were ready to retreat again at any time.

"Interesting. Although this breath seems to be a pure human, it looks like a member of the demon clan who exudes a stench. It's very interesting."

The thorn slapped the sachet on the waist, and hundreds of flying swords rushed out, forming a circular curtain, slowly rotating and swimming around her slender body.

go!

She stretched out her hand and the flying sword changed its formation again, forming a long dragon full of spikes, roaring into the ice.

"Sword Formation - Dragon Thorn!"

The solid floating ice was like crispy biscuits. It could not even be blocked slightly under the sword formation, and it turned into fine ice chips and fell down one after another.

The operation of the spiritual essence was suddenly greatly hindered. The thorn took a deep breath, and the spiritual consciousness released from the outside broke through the water surface and clearly sensed the scene below.

The dragon head of the sword formation was actually blocked by two arms as thick as a tree trunk.

And behind the arm...

Even with the thorny state of mind, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"How could it be like such a huge and hideous body shape!"

There was a loud bang.

The dragon head collapsed, the sword formation was scattered, and it turned back twice the speed before.

"Certainly!"

The long hair fluttered without wind behind the thorn's head, and his hands pinched a magic trick, "Condensing!"

"Sword Formation-Yinhua!"

The sword formation that flew back halfway back was reorganized again and turned into a blooming silver flower. In the center were two big swords with a length of more than two meters, stretching and sucking like two sharp fangs.

boom!

The huge body rushed out from bottom to top with a huge wave of ice slag.

The huge flowers composed of hundreds of flying swords bit Yue Lin's huge body hard, and the two long sword fangs in the center were tightly pressed by two large hands covered with scales, without any slight advance.

From a distance, it looks like a man-eating flower desperately devouring the living creature that fell into it.

Plop!

The majestic spiritual energy erupted from the thorn body. The Yinhua Sword Formation suddenly became several times heavier with her blessing, pressing Yue Lin's true body into the water in one fell swoop.

"Sword Formation-Wind Cyclone!"

The Thorn Magic Changes Again, and a huge vortex appeared on the water surface that had not yet subsided. The sword formation below wrapped Yue Lin inside and began to cut and rotate.

"This is the first time I have seen such a strange monk. I'm catching it and studying it is a good material." A smile appeared on the Thorny face, and his hands were slender and pointed to the middle.

"kindness!?"

The smile on his face had not yet dissipated, and a cold light burst into his thorny eyes. The last step to control the sword raft wind spiral was not completed. There was only less than a trace of distance between the ten fingers of both hands, but this distance was like a natural barrier. No matter how you activate the spiritual energy, you could not close it!

"Is this your power? It's really strong, much stronger than the woman just now..." Yue Lin's dull roar echoed and penetrated into the ears of the thorns.

"But, it's not enough!"

Deep under the water, the Fengxuan Sword Formation collapsed with a bang. Two giant swords as the central hub were slapped off by bloody big hands, and then they were caught and sent to their mouths.

A creaking and harsh friction sounded.

Bramble's face turned pale, and a wisp of Yin Hong's blood flowed down from the corners of her lips. Her relaxed expression finally became solemn at this moment.

She let go of the magic tricks and let hundreds of flying swords sink into the bottom of the water. She pulled out the ancient sword behind her back, which she had been carrying but had never been sheathed.

The ancient sword slowly moved forward and aimed at the huge shadow that was looming below.

Boom!

One big and one small, two figures with huge sizes suddenly collided at the junction of water and sky.
Chapter completed!