Each of these ice swords has the power of Ningsha level. It may not be difficult for the teenagers to join forces to deal with one, but if they want to deal with so many ice swords, they don't have the strength, not to mention, with the middle-aged They were already injured in the attack just now!
"Brothers, send Ayu away!" Deyun looked at Ayu beside him, shouted, and a green shield appeared in front of him. When the other teenagers heard Deyun's instructions, they all seemed to have regained their strength and flew up from the ground. Various magic weapons were once again sacrificed in the air.
The sword light penetrated the protection of magic weapons. In just a moment, these teenagers were in danger.
"Bah", with a soft sound, a sword light has passed through the young Long Ke's shoulder, and bright red blood flows along his sleeves and from Long Ke's shoulder. And other teenagers are also in extreme danger.
"If I don't leave, we will die together!" Ayu looked at his companions who were desperately blocking him, and there was a trace of perseverance in his eyes that was not commensurate with his age. With one hand waving, a sword light rolled towards the ice-colored sword rain.
The middle-aged man looked at these young men who cherished each other, shared the same hatred, and protected each other. He sneered and said disdainfully: "There are little brats from the poor who don't know whether to live or die. How dare you hurt me? Today, I will make you all die without a burial." Earth!" While gritting his teeth, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of white quickly. The void of a hundred feet was instantly shrouded in ice mist!
The young man, who was already unable to support himself, slowed down even more now. Seeing that these ice swords were about to kill all the young men under the Immortal Peak in an instant.
"It's so shameless to bully the small with the big!" In the crisp voice, a small bloody gourd suddenly flew into the air. The surging ice sword and the ice mist shrouding the void were sucked by the bloody gourd like a whale drinking water. Devoured cleanly.
The young man who originally thought he would definitely die, looked over following the sound, and saw a child in red clothes and red pants standing on a huge rock not far away. Under two cute pigtails, his white and tender apple face was enough. Kill all girls' love for beauty.
When the middle-aged man saw that the ice sword he had refined was put away, his thin face changed, and he immediately became even colder. The sinister eyes glanced at the boy in red, and his eyes were filled with greed as he looked at the small blood-colored gourd in the boy's hand, which was as bright as jade.
"You bold little thief, you have stolen my things and you dare to attack me? Today, I will discipline you for your family!" The middle-aged man waved his big hand while restraining the nine-color deer. The big net went straight towards the boy in red.
The boy holding the bloody gourd is a clever guy. After hearing what this middle-aged man said, how could he not know what he meant? The boy in red immediately snorted coldly and said "shameless". He patted the bloody gourd, and the bloody light swept away and took the middle-aged man's white light net into the gourd.
"Junior, my master is the young master of the great elder of the Xuanming Clan. If you know who I am, you should quickly hand over the little gourd you stole. Otherwise, hehe, I will make you unable to die and unable to live!" When the middle-aged man saw that his magic weapon had been taken away again, he was so angry that he smiled instead of angry and threatened in a cold voice.
Hearing the words "Xuanming Clan", the expressions of the youths from the Youqing Clan suddenly changed. Although their Youqing Clan is also a big family, they are still far behind compared to the Xuanming Clan. If the elders in the clan knew that they had offended the Xuanming clan, it would be a devastating disaster for them.
They are afraid, but that does not mean that the little bloody gourd is afraid. As the beloved son of the black gourd, who has the little blood-colored gourd been afraid of? As proud as he was, he originally just wanted to teach this middle-aged man a lesson. When he heard the middle-aged man's obviously threatening words, he snorted coldly, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and a bright light came from the bloody It rushed out from the gourd.
¡°Bang!¡±
The middle-aged man¡¯s big head fell from his neck in an instant. Bright red blood flowed on the ground. The Xuanming tribe, like the Youqiong tribe, did not cultivate their souls. Therefore, as the middle-aged man's head fell to the ground, his life completely disappeared from this world.
The bloody glory rushed back into the bloody little gourd of the boy in red. This extremely rapid change stunned Deyun and other young men from poor families, and their hearts were full of admiration for the bloody little gourd who came to help.
"This little brother, thank you just now, but this guy is from the Xuanming Clan. Let's deal with him quickly to avoid being found out and get into trouble." Deyun is considered quite popular among the young people. I have some intelligence and want to"The reason why we are in this situation is because of the consequences they have brought," he quickly reminded the boy in red kindly.
"Pack it up? Do you think you can hide it from the truth if you pack it up properly? The ice slaves who dare to kill me will be buried with you as ice slaves today!" A cold voice came from the distant sky. Following this sound, four ice dragons with little bits of cold light shining all over their bodies, pulling an extremely simple chariot, flew straight from a distance.
The chariot is dark and has no pattern at all, but the traces full of ancient rust make the chariot look impressive. On top of the chariot, there is a young man wearing snow-white clothes. His facial features are compact and he can be said to be handsome. However, his shining eyes are as bright as electricity and gleaming, giving people a sense of dignity. A sense of vitriol.
Behind the chariot, three men who looked similar to the dead middle-aged man were looking at the bloody boy with fierce eyes. Looking at the angry look, they wanted to tear the bloody boy into pieces.
"Young Master, Bing Slave died unjustly. Please allow me and other brothers to avenge Bing Slave." The middle-aged man standing on the left side of the chariot cupped his hands towards the young man on top of the chariot and said in a deep voice.
"That's right! You can take these people to be buried with the Ice Slave. Remember, bring me that little gourd." The young man lazily waved his hand to the middle-aged man who was bowing and saluted, and ordered lightly.
The little bloody gourd has been doted on by Yi Chu since he was born. How has he ever experienced such idleness?
After hearing the young man's instructions, the little blood-colored gourd immediately snorted coldly. As his mind turned, the glorious light refined by him with the blood-changing knife once again flew up from the blood-colored gourd, heading towards the The young man slashed straight through.
The young man had not put the little bloody gourd in his eyes at first. He was caught off guard and suddenly saw the bloody light flying towards him, and he was greatly surprised. However, this bloody light came too quickly, and it came in an instant. Although he was already at the peak of the Yuan Shen Dharma, it was not easy to intercept this flying light. matter.
"ah!"
The surprised young man screamed. Before he could take action, a black light flew up from the ancient chariot, covering the young man in the black light!
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