Shocked!
Mo Fan knew very well why Mu Ningxue would not show any mercy to Sushima and his son.
If she shows mercy, will the alliance of forces that surround the entire Fanxue Mountain be merciful to the members of Fanxue Mountain?
They are here to destroy, not to drink tea and chat. Being soft-hearted towards the enemy is tantamount to being cruel to one's own people. On this point, Mu Ningxue is really decisive.
It must be said that Mu Ningxue did have a very good deterrent effect. There was a huge legion of mages at the foot of the mountain. After they saw the tragic death of two super-level masters, everyone was poured a basin of ice water.
The reason for attacking Fanxue Mountain seems to everyone to be far-fetched. If they cannot form an absolute crushing power, then their alliance will actually become very fragile.
Zhao Jing and Lin Kang were also obviously aware of the commotion and hesitation of the Corps. Under such circumstances, if they were to send characters like Sushima and his son up there, it would probably make it more difficult to occupy Fanxue Mountain.
"Let's take action together directly. It will not benefit anyone if we delay it any longer." Zhao Jing said.
Zhao Jing is a madman, and he is not stupid enough to let the masters around him compete one by one. It is not a duel event. As long as they can destroy Fanxue Mountain, they will be the winners of this battle.
The two leaders, Zhao Jing and Lin Kang, flew directly out of the coalition army.
Lin Kang held an ink pen in his hand. He swept it heavily into the Tai Chi Chaos Ice Picture released by Mu Ningxue, and saw thick black ink sputtering out of the ink pen, like a large brush drawing on the ground. On the paper, a flying dragon is written gracefully.
I saw the thick black ink suddenly solidify in mid-air, turning into a gleaming ink blade, made of black iron, tough and sharp!
"Shua!!!"
This Black Blade Black Slash directly split open the Tai Chi Chaos Ice Map with extremely strong air pressure, tearing open Mu Ningxue's territory.
Lin Kang had stayed in the north of the city for a while, so he naturally knew what kind of cultivation Mu Ningxue was. He was not as careless as Cao Xiaohan. Every time he shot, it was extremely lethal magic, but it was a little unclear which one he was. Department, it seems that he has perfectly integrated his transcendent power into the iron ink pen in his hand!
With a move of the wrist, there was a huge tide of ink, black and extremely thick, comparable to the mudslides washed down by heavy rain in the majestic mountains. No one in the woods, villages, or towns survived.
Mu Ningxue stepped back, but the ink stone flow was rolling at an alarming speed. Even if she stepped on the wind marks, she could not completely get rid of the overwhelming ink.
The small and slender figure flew quickly, and just as the ink stone flow swallowed Mu Ningxue up like a monster, Mu Ningxue held the slender ice sword and swiped it back, slashing a silver full-arc blade in the air!
The blade was covered with silver frost. The silver frost spread out along the place swept away by the sword energy. Along with the traces of the sword energy, an ice-moon city wall was instantly formed!
The city wall is completely made of crystal clear ice crystals, and there is a tall place in the center, like a standing tower. Mu Ningxue stood behind the ice-moon city wall swept by the sword, and the ink stone flow was like a prehistoric city. Even the wild beasts couldn't hurt her at all.
Lin Kang came on the ink stone flow. After seeing the ice moon defense rising from the ground, he couldn't help but smile coldly.
"The iron pen flies and the spear flies, and thousands of spears pierce the heart!"
Lin Kang threw the iron ink pen in his hand towards the Bingyue Tower, and saw the iron ink pen trembling in the air, with many phantoms. The moment he was about to fly towards the Bingyue Tower, those phantoms suddenly turned into the most real The sharpest iron pen and ink spears, thousands of them!
At this moment, it was like an ancient battlefield. Thousands of iron crossbow chariots under a white city tower fired heavy crossbow iron spears at the defensive tower at the same time. The dense iron crossbow spears in mid-air were cruel and spectacular!
The Ice Moon Tower was pierced with thousands of holes and turned into a white honeycomb in an instant. There were also many stylus flying spears flying directly to Mu Ningxue along those holes. The number was equally astonishing.
Mu Ningxue stepped on the wind marks, 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 up to the Ice Moon Tower. He looked down at the dexterous Mu Ningxue below, but there was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth.
He grasped the air heavily with his right hand, and suddenly a blood-stained iron-ink pen appeared strangely, and he silently threw it into the thousands of heavy crossbow pens and spears.
This blood-stained iron ink pen has a hidden cold light. It seems to be no different from other crossbow pens, but the end is wrapped in a layer of horizontal spiral wind. There are ghosts and ghosts in the wind, with resentful faces and pairs of vicious eyes. , stirred together like a dye vat and turned into the cursed wind!
Mu Ningxue shuttled and dodged among the thousands of spears. Her keen senses detected the unusual wind, which was approaching quickly with a soul-piercing chill.
But Mu Ningxue couldn't find the cursed pen, and she didn't know from what angle it struck, let alone what terrible power it possessed, or how to defend it.
This kind of magic with the power of curse, the defense of elemental substances may not be able to offset it much!
“Buzz!!!”
Just when Mu Ningxue was overwhelmed, a snow-white goose pen was thrown in front of her. Less than ten meters away, the tail of the goose-feather pen trembled like a flexible sword.
There was a coolness, like the summer lake breeze, and at the same time, a layer of space ripples appeared at the end of the goose-feather snow pen. The ripples spread in all directions, and countless iron spears turned into thick ink. , melting by itself in the air, sprinkling sewage all over the floor.
As soon as these phantom iron spear pens melted away, only the blood-stained iron brush with the cursed wind was left, almost reaching Mu Ningxue's eyes.
Mu Ningxue reacted immediately, falling backwards and lying on her side in the ice and snow powder on the ground.
"hateful!"
When Lin Kang saw that someone had broken his spell, his face turned livid and he looked across with sharp eyes, wondering who dared to interfere with him.
This pen of curse is hidden among thousands of spears. Even Mu Ningxue's extremely high level of cultivation cannot avoid or block it. It cannot kill with one blow, but it can also make Mu Ningxue cursed and her life and soul be damaged!
"I have heard for a long time that the leader of the city in the north is an Iron Mo judge. The life-threatening judge pen in his hand is invincible. I, Mu Bai from Fanxue Mountain, have come to meet you!" Mu Bai appeared. He didn't know when he was already standing in front of Mu Ningxue. .
Mu Bai walked forward, casually pulled out the goose-feather ice pen that had been inserted upside down on the ground, and held it on his back.
At this time, he looked like a scholar in white, standing with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, and the snow pen in his hand could describe a magnificent world!
"Chief of the South Wing, hey, you don't want a great future, you want to be buried in Fanxue Mountain!" Lin Kang had heard of Mu Bai's reputation for a long time and recognized him at a glance.
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