Vol 2 Chapter 67: Beauty 1 sword

() Mei Yinxue saw the "purple bandit" bandits around, and said lightly, "It seems that I have affected you ..."
"No, Ms. Table, it's because we're involved ..." Xi Muyu said sadly.
Mei Yinxue knew what Xi Muyu meant. This ambush was originally set up against them. The "purple towel thief" was just a miscarriage, and surrounded herself. But then again, if it weren't for themselves, they would show up again, how could they fall into such a situation.
It doesn't help to think much.
While the enemy master is not yet present, kill first and then talk.
"Let's kill it—"
"Observe--"
The "purple robbers" around him started to scream and rush and came over, and countless people rose to their feet, performing light work to kill everyone, and the situation was extremely terrifying.
The other party did not even care about the Ji family soldiers in the "Yunlan Fortress", and boldly rushed over.
Mei Yinxue sank in her heart, knowing that the enemy was so reckless, there must be other means, maybe her party was just a pawn, the purpose was to attract the reinforcements in the fortress, and then besiege.
Feng Yi it.
Just looking at the situation at the moment, we knew that the other party ’s forces had completely penetrated into the valley through Feng Yi ’s means. It was only because Feng Yi had no strength to bring private soldiers into
Yunlan Fort
, so the other side ambushed himself here.
Taking the siege of "Night Tour God" as a bait, the ultimate goal was to aim at "Yunlan Fort".
Mei Yinxue put out a sword, and the air around it was extremely cold. Everyone was stunned, and they tried to resist. They were horrified: I couldn't think of Miss Table's sword so powerful. Resist, if you don't make a move, you will have the peak ...
This idea generally flashed the minds of eight "night-gods". Immediately after, the eight people gathered around Mei Yinxue and put on a stance. As soon as they opened, they knew that these people were good at combing. The battle was obviously protecting Mei Yinxue in the center.
"Thirteen Nights Touring God" only reached eight here, and the remaining five all followed Ji Dingji's main force to go out to defend the enemy, but even the remaining eight were not weak hands. In order to make them cope with the most dangerous situations, compared with their most outstanding skills such as light work, the fighting technique is indeed not their strong point. They are better at assassination, hiding body, and attacking. This is their strength. It is also that they have received the most training since the day they were trained, but in addition, they are also good at combing, so that they can have a better victory when assassinating more powerful characters.
Eight people, eight swords, all poisoned, seeing the blood seal the throat, yīn damages everything.
When Mei Yinxue saw the posture of the eight people, she obviously regarded herself as a weak person, her brows were lightly frowned, and an icy infuriation blew from her body. The icy infuriation met the moisture in the air and immediately formed a faint cold mist. The name "Night Tour God" instantly became angry and ice, and a layer of hoarfrost was hung between the eyebrows.
It's also time to shake Mei Yinxue's peerless cold power. Mei Yinxue's single sword swipes on the ground, and everyone's feet start to shake at the same time, and a thunderous eight people fall from the roof at the same time ...
At the same time, the thieves came to death in four weeks, and the crowds came in a loud voice ...
"Miss Table--"
The eight "night-gods" who fell suddenly yelled.
But in the world of Mei Yinxue, the surroundings were quiet at this time, and the enemies rushed in all directions. The movement was slow and the sloppy face was clearly visible. Mei Yinxue moved the lotus step gently, exhaling gently, and a cold wind blew around. Bring a breath of snow and ice ...
call--
This is the seventh breath ...
The sword is waving in his hand, and his body turns lightly, as if lifted by a ray of smoke. Mei Yinxue closes her head and stands upright in the air. The attractive figure forms a beautiful curve. The body rotates clockwise and the sword is in one hand. A scabbard in one hand is like a fairy, with a beautiful posture ...
At this time, the band of "purple robbers" had jumped to the rooftop here, and in a moment, twenty or thirty people jumped into the air, wielding weapons and attacking Mei Yinxue ...
The eight "night gods" had just fallen to the ground and wanted to get up again for rescue, but it was too late, one by one with red eyes, looking at the besieged Mei Yinxue from the hole on the roof, all in their hearts. The grief is extreme.
Mei Yinxue exhaled again, the eighth breath ...
Mei Yinxue opened her eyes suddenly, a freezing cold wind exploded from her front, a sudden snowstorm swept around, a proud and lonely voice like the goddess of snow, penetrated the snowstorm in everyone's ears Sounded--
Octagon wind and snow
With a cold drink and a breath, a hurricane-like snowstorm suddenly spread outwards eight times. Within a hundred meters, there was a snow and ice, including the twenty or thirty "purple towel thieves" who were soaring in the air. Fifty or sixty people on the ground, a total of nearly a hundred "purple thieves" thugs, all were frozen and became white ice sculptures-
And Mei Yinxue didn't finish the trick--
After the snowfall in all directions, it is--
day!
Ground!
cold!
Three cold drinks, three waves of breeze, sweeping the distance of 100 meters again ...
The heavens and the earth seemed to be solidifying at this moment, Mei Yinxue fell in surplus, and Ji Lang returned to his sheath with a sword.
Bang, bang ...
A dull blast sounded, and within a distance of 100 meters, all the "purple towel thieves" who had been sealed by Xuecheng Chengren-shaped ice sculptures turned into ice powder ...
The breeze blows away the light clouds,
Moonlight is like a jade, tilting down ...
Bing Fen shone against the moonlight, within a hundred meters, the world is crystal clear ...
Light of death!
The thieves of the "Purple Scarf" were horrified and stood on the spot with horror. Hundreds of pairs of horrified eyes were watching the beautiful lady in white clothes like snow in the moonlight. It was like the goddess of ice and snow came down. feeling!
A circle with a diameter of 100 meters. Inside the circle is thick snow, and the ice is cold; the outside is the land, warm into the chūn ...
The line of separation is the difference between rén in the sky.
A hundred meters away is human, within a hundred meters, ice and snow ...
A group of people who have just been alive and well, all disappeared without any trace of time, and turned into ice powder. You must know that this group of people who have just died is the highest in martial arts, the best light work, and the fastest running. , The most brave group of people with the last name, they are the core of the middle of the "purple robber", but all just died in a blink of an eye.
The "purple towel thief" had more than 400 gangsters, who stood outside the circle and did not dare to step into the circle.
Mei Yinxue held the sword in her hands, stood proud against the wall, blew the wind, stirred the snow in all directions, smiled and lonely, and the evil world changed.
Sword Technique: All directions are cold and cold!
Beauty: Mei Yinxue!
What a trick to change the world ’s peerless swordsmanship
What a beloved beautifu that the group of demons changed--
Looking around with cold eyes, the group horrified and then retreated.
However, several people in the crowd moved forward against the trend, forming a sharp contrast with the backward people ...
"Heads, heads ..."
The retreating crowd of "Purple Scarf" stopped, and the momentum of dissipating suddenly rose again, and followed those strange figures toward Mei Yinxue on the roof.
Those people are the leaders of the "purple scarf" ...
Walking at the end of the crowd, the little girl with a stiff face and a sluggish stood suddenly, following the bandits behind them, suddenly as if stepping on the electric door, quickly evaded backwards, widening the distance from the girl. Vice avoids the look of fear.
The weird girl turned slightly and said, "Well, stay away, don't let people approach ..."
"Yes Yes--"
Many "Purple Scarf" bandits responded hastily and evaded.
This girl is not easy to provoke. The prestige of [Miluo's Death Gas] is the disciples of the demons, and she dares not approach easily.
Mei Yinxue looked coldly at the approaching people and asked the "Night Tour God" everyone who flew up again, "They are masters, do they have their intelligence?"
Xi Muyu stepped forward halfway and said softly: "It was the leader of the" Purple Scarf ". There were originally 13 people and four died. There were eight more people here. One of them was unknown. They were all masters of the day after tomorrow. Hundred and eight magic stars will be 'members. Absolute masters, especially the magic skills are extraordinary, very weird ... uh, Miss Watch out ... "
Xi Muyu backed off at this time, at this time he had no worries about the safety of Mei Yinxue, because at his level, it was impossible to protect the other party. On the contrary, his own talent was a burden to the other party. I didn't expect to see it for more than ten years. At first, the tender and weak lady turned into such a powerful master and has become the object of admiration.
Hearing that the other party was a master of the magic gate, Mei Yinxue's cold eyes finally had a glory.
You can let go.
I adjusted my breath a bit, and I was agitated with a little turbulence. Although the sword was just a little bit reluctant, I still received the magic effect. The ordinary enemy of the enemy was afraid to shoot easily, and the master of the enemy finally appeared ...
Those ordinary bandits, no matter how much they kill, it is not distressing to the magic gate. Only these masters of the magic gate can kill one less one, especially the master who ranks high.
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A rampant swordsman took the lead in speaking, with a very interested tone, saying: "Girls are good swordsmen, and under the" Di Yingxing "Huang Diying, they are willing to teach the girls high skills--"
After speaking, holding the hilt of the sword in hand, you have to pull the sword forward.
"Old ten!" He stopped drinking and stopped the opponent's offensive. A long beard fluttered and a purple robe covered his body. The middle-aged man with a somewhat majestic image took a few steps forward and said slowly: "Old Ten, you are not her opponent. You must not act lightly ... "
"Brother" Huang Diying anxiously exclaimed. Despite being a slayer in the magic gate, as a swordsman, he saw this kind of sword master, but he still met Hunting Hearts.
Deng Tianyi turned his head and stared. In his eyes, Shen suddenly said, "Do not be presumptuous--" Then use a voice that only the other party can hear, and whispered softly, "Don't mess around, forget the plan of Tiandu Jun. Why? Entangling them, forcing the masters of Yunlanbao to come out for rescue, one came out, leaving one ... There are a limited number of masters in Yunlanbao, and a few died, and the remaining dragons have no heads, and Yunlanbao does not attack. Break yourself ... "
Huang Diying's heart froze, nodded slightly, and turned back to the team.