The heaviness of dragging and the sound of spears scraping across the ground kept erupting in my ears, mixed with the air-piercing whistling of numerous keel bones and ground debris flying in all directions, which was enough to compare to the whistling of bullets penetrating the air again and again. Xue Ling Huan Bing's side made her already unable to support her body involuntarily continue to retreat a few points - the silver-gray barrier held up by Duan Qing was still suppressing all energy fluctuations, and had previously blocked it for her. Phoenix Tianwang, who was attacked by the monster boss, kept circling back and began to press closer and closer to her position. The flying gun shadows and the falling sword pressure from the six arms were also accompanied by the clanging sound. The collision caused it to fly up and down in front of her eyes, and the afterimage-like movements seemed to delay the entire time within her sight: "Huh...huh..."
"We...still have...a chance of winning."
Biting her red lips, the white-haired swordswoman finally pressed her hands on the hilt of the sword and forced to stop her trembling steps. After swallowing her rapid breathing, her eyes gradually became calmer, as if she wanted to continue to evolve from before her eyes. Find an opportunity for victory in the situation: "The void beast has been temporarily suppressed, and the boss has also restrained one. As long as we can... survive this wave..."
"Even without Violet's help, we still have a lot of available manpower."
A low-laughing voice came from behind her, and the appearance of the gray-robed magician lying on the side of the cave hall was also difficult to recognize under the silver-gray light: "Handsome Jack is not dead yet, he should have enough energy to deal with that... A monster-like guy, so..."
"Are you sure you can deal with her?"
He gave his last look to the air, and Duan Qing's face facing Xue Ling Huan Bing also looked as pale as paper: "Although you are still a melee professional, I think I have armed you to the teeth to deal with that former great master. Magician, the old friend we have been looking for, you should have a way...cough, cough, cough, cough!"
"Stop talking."
Staggering and running in front of the other party, Xueling Huanbing's eyes inspecting Duan Qing's condition became more and more serious: "Sit here, don't move, have a good rest, I will take care of Christine."
"As long as you don't forget your arsenal... that's fine." Duan Qing's paper-pale face showed a smile of relief: "I also want to persuade you to be merciful, otherwise Freya won't be able to So happy."
"I know, this is our last chance to complete Freya's commission." Xueling Huanbing looked back at the icy shadow that was gradually approaching from outside the silver-gray shield above: "I just didn't expect it, Long said Er and Christine will appear in a place like this at the same time, so I’m not mentally prepared yet.”
"This time... I'll give you enough time to prepare." Duan Qing grabbed the other person's arm that pulled up his shoulders, gritted his teeth and squeezed out his last few words: "It seems... not very... sufficient , only about ten seconds... time."
"Nine, eight, seven..."
The figure filled with blue ice crystals suddenly became shiny in the air. It was an apocalyptic scene as more ice elements pressed downwards like mountains. The torrent of impact elemental energy interacted with the silver-gray light mask. The crushing feeling of the collision almost shook the entire cave hall, but it did not make Xueling Huanbing, who stood up, hesitate or waver at all: "Six, five, four..."
"three!"
Holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, Xueling Huanbing mobilized all the power she could still mobilize in her body. The obscure tide of chaos flowing on the silver-gray light barrier also changed under her highly concentrated gaze. It was getting slower and slower, as if it was being gradually frozen by the thousands of icy cold above: "Two!"
The splashing icy energy caused more ripples in the corners of the silver-gray arc. The surface of the mask that originally absorbed these ice-colored light spots gradually turned into a crystal clear blue and white like a dyed curtain, unable to do anything. The light in the eyes of Xue Ling Huan Bing, who looked back, seemed to be flashing with the same color. In response to the countdown of the voice behind him, he raised his final determined cry: "One!"
boom!
A crisp cracking sound came from above, and the light mask that was completely dyed with the color of frost also turned into collapsed fragments as countless cracks spread. The white-haired female swordsman bathed in the reflection of these fragments also appeared in Duan Qing's eyes. The last sigh turned into a trajectory that soared into the sky, passing through the layers of frost like a meteor flying backwards: "Ice Snake——"
"Tengwu!"
The already huge bone sword was enlarged again in the cry of Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice. The sword body that continued to extend and became extremely thick was wrapped in layers of ice absorbed from the surroundings. The winding and extending ice The giant sword also formed a huge suction vortex in the shattered arc of light, guiding the frost fragments that had not completely fallen to stab the ice shadow in the air. Among the rolled-up blue-white frost fragments, the slender black shadow suspended in the air silently faced the huge winding sword snake. The biting ice was about to be overturned by the sword edge that represented the snake's letter. The body suddenly rushed out the moment before, and the frost field formed by the spewing fine ice crystals instantly wrapped the huge sword edge in it: "The same...cold..."
"Two strands of ice energy collided head-on! Although they look equally matched, the boss above... ahem, the mysterious figure seems to be the stronger one!" The similarly frozen atmosphere was replaced by someone from outside the venue. Broken by a loud shout, a voice belonging to the blossoming flowers also sounded in the commentary box, which was still watching the battle: "Xue Ling Huan Bing's sword has reached the ultimate form of transformation, but it was still beaten by that big The magician’s power has been sealed! If it weren’t for the fact that they both have frost-based energy and come from the same source, Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice would have been defeated long ago!”
"There is nothing we can do about it, because her original attribute is ice - in this extreme crisis state, the strongest move used by a player will naturally show its true nature." Another voice then said in the blossoming room The voice sounded later, and was accompanied by a rigorous evaluation from Yinzhu with a sigh: "Just like the attributes of all magicians who enter this world will be exposed in the element inspection of the Novice Village, even non-magicians Professional people will also have their own original attributes. Just like the original attribute of the devil's resurrection is fire, the blue cloud barrier is earth, and the dream is wind, the essential elemental attributes of the female swordsman in front of her are——"
"He must live up to his name."
Pacha!
The layers of ice wrapped around the huge sword body were shaken into pieces in the violent tremors. At the same time, the huge sword body wrapped in it was shattered, and thousands of ice crystals were thrown away. The fragments of Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice then flew with the white bone sword into a straight windmill, slashing in the direction of the great magician who was still standing: "And... the last sword!"
Her last sword didn't yield anything, just because the cold field that spewed out of the black-robed magician's body didn't stop there. These cold waves that were freezing to the touch once again hit the surface of the bone sword swung by Snow Spirit Phantom Ice. New layers of ice crystals were formed, and finally they were completely connected to the frost protective shield hovering around them: "Become one with the cold..., outsider."
"--whispering sound."
The power and momentum had reached their end, and Xue Ling Huanbing had to give up the bone sword in her hand and turn over again. However, the magic sword that was regrouped in her own hand with the energy of the surrounding ice crystals collided with the cold wave around the opponent again. The result of being together was shattered: "Damn it, is there no other way?"
Think about what power you still have.
Such words rang out inexplicably in her mind, and the white-haired swordswoman who gritted her teeth relaxed. The sweeping magical wind then once again covered the location of the Snow Spirit Phantom Ice in the form of ice. A thick layer of heavy ice crystals blew out from the surface of the frost shield she had condensed in her desperation: "Not yet—"
"give up."
The covering ice and the ice crystal shield were abandoned together. Snow Spirit Huanbing, who had begun to fall downwards, raised the last weapon in his hand on his head. The long black tube and the gun body representing death were also with her. He stood up high in the emanation of his induction power, and pointed with difficulty towards the figure in the air: "——"
boom!
The thrown away gun body suddenly fell with Xue Ling Huan Bing's body in the huge recoil, and the gunshot that traversed the entire cave became a little distorted, and the straight gun line that passed through the entire ice field then also It successfully broke through the magic defense around the great magician above and penetrated her chest directly: "Ah ah ah ah! Xueling Huanbing finally fired a shot! Can this be the end signal for this battle with huge disparity in strength? ?Let us... wait, how come that guy is still alive?"
"If Xue Ling Huan Bing wasn't merciful in the end, it was because she made a mistake in the end and the shot didn't hit the vital point." The person who replied to Fanhua Sijin's shout was still Yinzhu sitting aside: "Don't consider being transformed. Under the premise, a gunshot wound hitting a person's chest does not necessarily lead to immediate death, not to mention that the other person is also a great frost magician. Frost magic has the highest possibility of first aid when facing such penetrating wounds. ——”
boom!
Unable to hear these words outside the field, the white-haired swordswoman had fallen to the ground with the broken ice crystals around her. The roars of various void beasts and the fierce battle between the Phoenix and Skywatch could no longer be transmitted to her. In her mind, only the boundless pain after exhausting her physical strength and magic power was still occupying her consciousness after forcibly spreading her perception. Her field of vision also became vague and blurry. The white-haired swordswoman who was half lying on the ground tried hard to identify the large ice-cold clouds that were gradually approaching above her. The chill that gradually penetrated her bones stimulated her to struggle to get up, and the sound of her ears The constantly reverberating buzzing sound also condensed and transformed into a recognizable sentence: "Recall——"
Think back to your purpose.
The extinct silver-gray light was unable to stop the ice clouds falling from the sky, and the coldness that brought death had completely shrouded the head of Xue Ling Huan Bing. The light in her eyes was still hazy, and she opened her mouth slightly, frozen. The same extremely white lips were just trembling something unconsciously: "My... purpose..."
What draws you here.
The blue-white thick fog became completely dense, and it was no longer possible to see what was inside from the outside. Even the keel fragments everywhere that were in contact with the ice-colored fog that spread to the outside were also shrouded by these ice clouds. Stained with frosty ash that represents death: "Attract...me..."
what do you want.
"I want……"
The ice mist that was still spreading finally began to encroach on the living space of other life forms, and Phoenix Tianwang, who was dealing with another boss, had to retreat backwards. He used the spear in his hand to fly away several layers of sword energy in front of him. He dodged toward the outside with complicated steps, and his eyes couldn't help but cast his gaze in the direction where the ice mist spread: "Tsk, it seems that the entire army has been wiped out - huh?"
"what is that?"
In the atmosphere that gradually became silent due to the spread of death-like hoarfrost, a red light suddenly formed from the center of the white fog. The red light was like a star in a winter snowstorm, and the cross-shaped light tip also stretched out to the surroundings. The scene outside became brighter and brighter: "I want-"
"victory!"
The red aura soaring into the sky was like thorns breaking through the ground, dispersing the countless sword-shaped spikes around them and dyeing them with eye-catching vermilion. They intersected with each other to form countless star-shaped sword auras, dividing the deathly cold mist without any hindrance. Tear apart. Standing among the thorns intertwined with ice and blood red, holding a long sword, Snow Spirit Huanbing slowly floated up with the agitating magic energy. The original representative snow-white hair color was now gone. It was dyed a striking jet black, but the ends of the hair were dyed the same vermilion by the bloody sword energy all over the long sword: "Such a rich magical energy, such a dense crystallization of elements, it's really——"
"Delicious."
The blood-colored sword edge rose upwards, and the whistling vermilion sword energy also completely swallowed up the ice energy that had not yet completely dispersed in the large space in front of him. The corners of Snow Spirit Huanbing's mouth with flying hair raised a trace of satisfaction. Smiling, those eyes that were also filled with blood gradually turned to look directly above him: "Is that her?"
"Since you want victory, I will grant you victory."
The swirling bloody energy formed around the raised sword, and the gradually spreading vermilion whirlwind swallowed up everything around it. The smile on the face of the woman entangled in it continued to spread, and the smile was full of evil and arrogance. The meaning became more and more obvious: "In the name of Fleur."
Uh-huh!
The last name that escaped from Xue Ling Huan Bing's mouth seemed to stimulate the figure floating in the air, and a glimmer of clarity flashed through her cloudy eyes covered by the black cloak. However, before she could react, the sudden spread of The blood-red storm was already sweeping towards the space where she was. The sword edge floated in front of the opponent as if teleporting, and the long sword raised by Snow Spirit Huanbing flashed and then easily cut through the ice field that almost stagnated the air, and the vermilion energy that penetrated it then followed Under the cover of the ensuing dark sky, there was a large splash of blood-colored light on the chest of the black-robed magician.
