Facing Nangong Bingyu's attack on the first night, he had no time to draw the sword out of its sheath, so he could only attack with the sword and the sheath.
Even with such a mighty sword energy, the sharp sword intent also spread out, and the killing intention was so violent that even Nangong Bingyu did not dare to look down upon it.
It is worth mentioning that it was slightly different from the previous majestic and solemn meaning. The sword struck on the first night at this time, to be precise, was a sword with a vague meaning of domination, which was obviously affected by the previous practice of spear.
The violent tiger Feng He is filled with murderous intent. The sword energy is even more fierce when integrated into Haoran's sword energy, and its power is naturally more extraordinary.
Second Meng and Fourth Qingwu also noticed the changes in the attack on the first night, and they were surprised and looking forward to it.
The two women looked at Nangong Bingyu intently. They wanted to see if this sword could pose a threat to her.
Although it was clear that Nangong Bingyu was very strong and the attack on the first night could hardly threaten her, the two women in the second dream were still full of expectations.
Feeling the powerful and domineering sword intent, Nangong Bingyu's expression changed slightly, but she did not retreat at all.
Stretching out his slender jade fingers, his energy flowed, and he saw that the ice crystals in front of him gradually solidified, and ice walls condensed out.
Five or six ice walls were condensed in just a moment, Nangong Bingyu's powerful ice-based supernatural ability was fully displayed.
"Click!" "Click"...
Several clicking sounds were heard in succession, and the ice walls were split open. Ice shards flew for a while, and a vacuum appeared in the direction where the long knife struck.
Although he broke through several ice walls in one fell swoop, the power of Haoran's sword energy was at the end of its strength and was dissipated invisible with a flick of Nangong Bingyu's jade finger.
"Uh, how could he break Brother Ye's Haoran sword energy so easily?!"
Fourth Qingwu's beautiful eyes revealed a look of disbelief: "Nangong Bingyu is too strong. If it were us, we would have to dodge to resolve this sword."
"She is in the advanced stage of body refining and can break through the bone tempering at any time. It is normal for her to be stronger."
The second dream is still stubborn. Of course, he knows very well that other monks in the body refining stage are far from able to do this.
He also knew that Second Meng had been shocked by Nangong Bingyu's power, but Fourth Qingwu did not point it out and continued to watch the battle.
It was not surprising that Haoran's sword energy could not pose a threat to Nangong Bingyu on the first night, but he was surprised that she defused the attack so easily, and he became more solemn for a while.
The ineffectiveness of the sword aroused the fighting spirit of the first night. He forced himself to condense Zhou Tian's energy and refined it into Qi, preparing to charge again and force Nangong Bingyu to fight in close combat.
But he didn't expect that he felt a shiver in his heart the first night when he took two steps forward. He forcibly stopped his forward movement and then retreated. When he retreated, he turned around and the military spurs on his legs and feet had been shot away.
Neither the Tang Hengdao, the spear, nor the military thorn were the original ones. They were temporarily borrowed from the institute. I got used to this fighting method on the first night, so I deliberately borrowed these.
The sudden reversal made his energy and blood surge on the first night, but he had no time to pay attention to this because dozens of flying swords shot out from the sky.
The flying sword is not the flying sword of Second Meng Yudong, but the ice sword, which is the ice sword condensed by Nangong Bingyu.
Although the sword was condensed with ice, the sword's intention was as sharp as frost, even worse than that of a flying sword, and not even much worse than the Haoran's sword energy used before the first night.
There are more than ten ice swords, but the sword intention contained in them is not much worse than Haoran's sword energy, and it contains a bone-chilling chill. This alone makes the difference between them.
"Zheng!"
With a dragon roar, Tang Heng's sword finally came out of its sheath, and a blade of light formed a curtain of swords to intercept the ice swords.
The sound of clicking was endless, and each click was like an ice sword being shattered. In addition, using physical skills to dodge, even if there were more than ten ice swords, they could not pose a threat to the first night.
But on the first night, his heart gradually became colder. Although each sword could break an ice sword, the strong force coming from the sword made the hand holding the sword gradually numb.
Not only that, facing the attack of the ice sword, he could only retreat step by step. In this way, the distance between him and Nangong Bingyu became farther and farther, and soon he was three or four feet away.
Whether it is Tang Hengdao or a spear, it cannot be effective at this distance. The only thing that can attack from a distance is the thrown military thorn.
It's just that the military thorn became limp after being intercepted by the condensed ice wall, and then was shot into the distant fence by Nangong Bingyu's bullet.
The force of a bullet directly broke the extremely tough steel wire. On the first night when he could not wield the sword, he could no longer control the sword.
On the first night, he couldn't attack from a distance, but Nangong Bingyu could condense the ice sword to attack, and he could even control the surrounding water vapor to condense into ice, so that the snow would float on the world and then freeze for thousands of miles.
At this time, the first night was completely at a disadvantage, and they even had no power to fight back.
As he resisted the ice sword, the Qi energy he had already consumed was stretched even further. Even the golden light that protected his body began to flicker and fade away at any time.
This situation can be called a desperate situation, which made Second Meng and Fourth Qingwu who were watching the battle feel desperate. They never thought that the first night would be so embarrassing.
There was another 'click' sound. Although the ice sword was once again shattered on the first night, the Tang Hengdao in his hand was also knocked away.
Facing the ice sword that followed, he could only roll over to dodge on the first night, but the carp stood upright, and when he stood up again, the spear appeared in his hand.
Qiang Zi cheered up, danced his spear, and faced the ice sword.
Although there was a lot less Qi that could be used, the spear was powerful and heavy, and the first night was astonishingly strong, so he could barely break an ice sword.
However, at this time, First Night no longer had the strength to move forward. He could only break the ice sword while retreating, thus further widening the distance between him and Nangong Bingyu.
When the distance was six or seven feet away, the first night shouted loudly, and threw the spear in his hand, directly stabbing Nangong Bingyu.
On the first night, I mobilized the remaining Qi. This spear faintly smelled like a wandering dragon, and it was extremely powerful, even better than the awe-inspiring sword energy that I had used with all my strength before.
From Nangong Bingyu's perspective, the spear was piercing like a ray of cold light at an astonishing speed.
However, she was not in a hurry. As soon as she thought about it, energy flowed through her body, and a bone-chilling chill condensed, faintly stirring up the energy in the sky, and then ice walls emerged one after another.
More than a dozen ice walls were condensed in just an instant. Even if he used all his strength on the first night, it would be difficult to penetrate them all, let alone the fact that he used them at the end of his powerful crossbow.
After the spear shattered seven or eight ice walls, it was unable to move forward. At this time, there were still two or three ice walls, and Nangong Bingyu behind was naturally not affected in any way.
The military spurs pierced the fence, Tang Hengdao had already been released, and the spear was thrown to no avail. At this time, the first night was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Of course, this was the case in Nangong Bingyu's heart. She was even ready to restrain her aura. After all, it was easy to be injured by the bone-chilling cold on the first night without the protective golden light.
But he didn't want to retreat on the first night after throwing that shot, and he accelerated his retreat, and soon opened a distance of more than ten feet from Nangong Bingyu.
There was a sudden change in the void, and a large bow and an quiver filled with arrow feathers made of steel appeared in the first night's hand.
He bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and there were two arrow feathers - a chain of arrows had been shot out.
