Ling Xiao was like a hungry tiger rushing towards Xu Santong again!
"Shenfa..."
Xu Santong spoke with hatred and anger, and without caring about anything else, he pulled away and retreated hastily.
He didn't dare to withstand a frontal attack from a body-forging monk!
Especially this person, he is also an eighth-level body-training monk!
At the same time, two white shadows rushed after him, their fists flying and attacking Ling Xiao's back!
But Ling Xiao finally caught the opportunity again, how could he let it go easily? He immediately stomped on his feet, clinging to Xu Santong's figure like a gangrene attached to his bones.
The jade embroidered knife was beating with cold light, emitting a frightening cold light in the winter morning.
Then an extremely strange scene occurred on the field.
Xu Santong retreated in a hurry, Ling Xiao chased him regardless of his own safety, Bai Ying chased Ling Xiao again, the three parties were like eagles catching chickens, darting around on the field, their bodies were all faster than lightning, it was dizzying!
Zhao Bingyan sat paralyzed on the ground, and finally came to his senses at this moment. Seeing this scene, his face turned pale.
The attack and defense between plum blossoms just now had made her dizzy, and now she was even more horrified to see the three parties pursuing each other endlessly.
"Almost..." Zhao Bingyan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Logically speaking, Ling Xiao's explosive speed when using Jingzhe Step was much higher than that of Xu Santong, but two white shadows behind him were chasing after him, forcing him to turn around to meet the enemy and unable to pursue with all his strength.
The scene was at a stalemate.
But at this moment, Xu Santong's expression was extremely frightened and angry!
That is the extreme anger lingering in front of the gate of hell!
He could even feel the cold murderous intent coming from the jade embroidered knife. As long as he relaxed a step, the knife would lead him into the abyss of eternal destruction!
A monk who was at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining was actually forced into a desperate situation by a guy he had never looked down on? !
"hateful!"
Xu Santong was so shocked and angry that he immediately shouted and slapped the storage bag!
Frost Meteor Sword, unsheath!
This top-level magical weapon, which is famous in the Northern Liang Kingdom, finally showed its edge today.
Ling Xiao knew it very well, so he immediately let out a clear whistle and patted the storage bag.
A talisman shining with silver light slipped out, and it was instantly activated!
Boom!
Above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds changed color, and the thunder that shook the earth exploded in Xu Santong's ears!
Xu Santong's expression changed again.
I almost forgot, this hateful guy in front of me is still a talisman cultivator!
How scary is the Thunder Talisman?
Everyone who witnessed Lao Yu's battle with Xuan Jizi was left with an indelible impression.
This is especially true for Xu Santong.
He no longer cared about hacking Ling Xiao to death, pointed his halberd at the Frost Meteor Sword, and the sword light rose up against the trend, shooting high into the sky.
At the same time, Jing Lei came to the world completely, and became entangled with the Frost Meteor Sword, refusing to give in to each other.
"Fuck, is this a second-level talisman?!" Xu Santong gritted his teeth with hatred.
Can a first-level talisman carry a top-level magic weapon?
He doesn't believe it!
But when it comes to talismans, why doesn’t Xu Santong have one?
Immediately, he turned his palm, and suddenly there was a white talisman in his hand, excited!
Click, click, click...
Frost suddenly formed in the air and quickly spread towards Ling Xiao, seeming to freeze him on the spot.
Lao Yu’s freezing talisman!
As a member of the Songshan Sword Sect, it is not surprising that Xu Santong received this talisman as a gift!
"go to hell!"
Xu Santong roared wildly and his eyes were about to burst.
But what made his heart sink was that Ling Xiao's face was always calm and indifferent, and the way he looked at him was like looking at a corpse.
In this life-and-death battle, Ling Xiao's expression never changed at all.
Calm, calm to indifferent.
But at this moment, Xu Santong felt a chill running down his back.
Is this guy still a human?
How can you be so calm? !
As soon as this thought occurred, Ling Xiao patted the storage bag without hesitation, took out a dozen talismans, and smashed them out!
Xu Santong's expression froze.
Those ten or so talismans were all first-level high-level talismans. The combined power instantly destroyed the effect of the freezing talisman, and even rolled back to cover him!
Once you are enveloped in it, you will definitely die.
Xu Santong was extremely convinced of this. Fortunately, at this moment, the Frost Meteor Sword in the sky finally shattered the thunder. The fierce sound of breaking through the sky came and suddenly blocked Xu Santong.
The sword was filled with spiritual light, and the two swords were lightly slashed out, shattering the remaining power of the talisman.
"go to hell!"
"go to hell!"
Xu Santong roared wildly, and struck Ling Xiao head-on with the frosty sword!
In front of the top-level magic weapon, everything is like an ant. Even if your body is as strong as iron, you will never be able to withstand the power of a sword!
However, Ling Xiao just snorted coldly when faced with this powerful sword.
Another dozen or so talismans fluttered out, facing Shuang Yun without fear.
The power of the talisman explodes!
But seeing the strong wind, mud, frost, and dungeon flashing all at once, the Frost Meteor Sword was frozen on the spot in an instant!
All of them are auxiliary talismans!
Xu Santong simply hated Fu Xiu as a group.
These cowards will never fight you head-on, they always rely on conspiracy and tricks...
Before Xu Santong could curse the eighteenth generation of Ling Xiao's ancestors, he saw Ling Xiao patting the storage bag again.
No way……
Xu Santong's pupils shrank wildly.
The fact was just as he expected, Ling Xiao had about ten more talismans in his hand, and his eyes as calm as the lake surface looked at Xu Santong.
"It's time to finish."
Ling Xiao said coldly, before he finished speaking, the talisman was activated!
But I saw colorful lights and shadows rushing out, once again, covering Xu Santong!
Or, an auxiliary talisman!
Ling Xiao's purpose was always to block Xu Santong's actions, and then chop him down with a single blow!
At the critical moment, Xu Santong finally had no choice but to hold back. Amidst the long roar, the magic power that almost exceeded the limit flowed out like the Yellow River.
In an instant, Xu Santong's figure disappeared from where he was!
Instead, there was a white shadow!
Displacement!
At this time, even Ling Xiao couldn't help but change his expression, turned around suddenly, and saw that Xu Santong had already launched his escape light and rushed high into the sky without hesitation.
"Ling Xiao, I'm going to kill you!"
Xu Santong laughed wildly.
He finally distanced himself.
And this distance will completely overturn the situation on the field!
Let this guy know how powerful the magic monk is!
Countless plans to torture and kill Ling Xiao flashed through Xu Santong's mind.
Xu Santong hadn't decided which plan to use, but suddenly, a scene that made him furious appeared!
From the side, a frost sword light suddenly hit him, and it struck him on the head with unusual ferocity!
Zhao Bingyan!
"Bitch!" Xu Santong was shocked and angry.
I regret not killing her just now!
Of course, this sword light cannot hurt Xu Santong, but it can stop Xu Santong's steps.
Sure enough, after Xu Santong dealt with the sword light, a voice came from behind that made his soul tremble.
"Moral support from many, scant support."
"Xu Santong, your life is doomed."
Ling Xiao's extremely cold voice, with a hint of mistiness, sounded so far away in Xu Santong's ears.
White shadow, one trapped.
The other one is already in his sleeve.
At this moment, Xu Santong was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
However, Ling Xiao was no longer restrained. He used Jingzhe Bu with all his strength. His figure was as graceful as a swimming dragon and as graceful as a startling giant. The edge of his jade embroidered knife easily tore open his opponent's throat.
"No……"
Xu Santong's screams suddenly stopped, cutting through the cold morning air.
The number one casual cultivator in Linfeng City, the Zuo Guardian of the Songshan Sword Sect, died.
