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The ice layer on the lake left countless crater-like depressions in the falling flames of the talisman.

The wooden stick in the old monk's hand fell back to the ice surface.

Because the tip of the rod pierced too much flesh and blood in a short period of time, it rubbed violently with the bones and had a very high temperature. When it touched the ice surface, a white smoke rose.

The old monk obtained the true teachings of the Bashan Sword Field in the past, and his combat power took a great step towards the highest point in the world. He was inexplicably happy and excited, but at this moment, he frowned unconsciously.

A figure slowly walked out of the darkness and flying ice chips in front of him.

The man's face was covered with thick black cloth, carrying two long swords, a green hilt and a red hilt, shining in the darkness, more eye-catching than his own.

This man was the deputy general who had previously stood beside the general in the front of the army.

As the deputy general moved forward, the ghostly army remained absolutely silent for the general and the soldiers behind him, and no one moved or spoke.

A soft sound was heard.

Two long swords were unsheathed at the same time.

The sword body with the blue hilt is red, while the sword body with the red hilt is blue, which looks particularly strange in the dark.

The deputy general crossed his hands and held the sword, his steps were silent, but he was getting faster and faster. The two swords quickly turned into two belts of light in the dark.

A solemn look appeared between the old monk's eyebrows.═┝.(.

He took a step forward, lifted his staff, and his arm naturally stretched straight, and the wooden staff instantly turned into a pure straight line, stabbing the eyebrows of the deputy general.

A puff sound exploded.

The deputy general's eyebrows were easily pierced, and the force on the tip of the staff penetrated deep into his skull. However, even though the tip of the staff that had just been cooled by the ice brought out traces in the pupils of the deputy general's eyes, the strong pressure even caused the pupils to deform and sink inward, the deputy general still did not change any movement.

He just let the old monk pierce his eyebrows and still perform his own sword force.

The wrinkles on the old monk's forehead became several points deeper, and he did not have any extra movements. With that slight explosion, the power from the tip of his staff had cut off all the vitality of the deputy general.

However, the light of his eyes fell to both sides of his chest and abdomen.

Two cracks appeared on his greasy monk's robe.

Inside the crack was his purple-black skin as steel, with two shallow white marks on his skin.

The tip of the staff left the eyebrows of the deputy general and fell naturally. While the tip of the staff was on the ice, the body of the deputy general fell backwards.

The old monk looked straight ahead.

The ghostly army moved, but only one person moved.

A practitioner who was dressed in the same manner as the deputy general crossed the general's wish and walked towards the old monk alone along the path the deputy general walked. ┞┢═┝┟.{.

The old monk's perception extends endlessly along the ice surface.

He knew nothing about this army and could not judge the rank of these people. However, there was a very subtle difference in momentum. His perception and the deputy general who had just been killed had already told him a lot.

The deputy general who had just been killed by him was the second person in this ghostly army.

Although the battle with him was not alarmed at that moment, and there was no violent collision of energy, the deputy general was able to break his monk's ward and leave a mark on his body.

But this result has passed any powerful man he encountered in the Donghu Palace.

What's more, he is stronger today than when he went to the Donghu Palace.

The second person in an army was far away from the powerful masters in the Donghu Palace, which was enough to prove the strength of this army.

But the most important thing is that the deputy general was the first to come to die, but he just opened the way with death.

Let death lead the way, and you will follow.

Ding Ning's brows also frowned deeply.

He has seen many troops.

However, he had never seen such an army before.

The old monk's emotions did not fluctuate at all. For him, all the meaning of life was to become Ding Ning's waiter. Therefore, when facing such an army, in addition to praising the other party's strength and ruthlessness, killing is no different from breaking a cake and drinking a bowl of tea.

What he has to consider is how to minimize the damage caused to him by the other party and save his physical strength as much as possible.

Even the thin air resistance became an important aspect he needed to consider at this time.

So he didn't even move his fingers, and waited until the second person in this ghost army approached him, and his wooden staff was lifted up again and stabbed him out.

The tip of the staff accurately pierces the other party's heart vein, and the force is between the gaps in the bones, and the weakest flesh and blood pricks the other party's heart vein.

However, as soon as the power was penetrated, the practitioner in front of him had disappeared.

There was a dull roar between heaven and earth.

The body of this practitioner exploded from the inside to the outside.

What this practitioner did was to walk to the front of the old monk and explode all the true energy and heaven and earth energy accumulated in his body before the old monk killed him.

There were countless bangs on the old monk's body.

It was like a stone hitting the fragile window paper.

There were many more holes on his monk's robe, and there were many more marks on his purple-black skin inside the hole.

Changsun Qianxue's breathing paused.

Her face gradually turned pale, and she felt like she wanted to vomit.

Especially when she saw many marks on the old monk, the sea of ​​qi began to vibrate in her body.

However, at this moment, Ding Ning shook her hand and shook her head.

Changsun Qianxue took a breath slowly, and the vibration of the Qihai disappeared.

The old monk naturally felt that she wanted to help. He did not turn around, but took another step forward.

In the darkness, a third person came.

This man uses a flying sword.

When the flying sword flew out more than ten feet away from the old monk, the third person was already dead.

Because this practitioner forced out all the true energy in his body in this moment and poured it into this sword.

The red little sword completely burned and fell towards the old monk like a meteorite along the straight line.

The old monk turned his body briefly.

The power of the flying sword swept away several pieces of rags on his body, and then passed far past the edge of the frozen lake behind the old monk, pierced into the glacier behind him, and then made an earth-shaking explosion.

The ice chips on the ice began to jump.

The fourth practitioner comes.

This is a giant who is much taller than ordinary people, dragging a huge hammer in his hand.

When the practitioner raised the hammer in his hand high, the tip of the old monk's staff pierced his heart.

The hammer fell and a deep pit was smashed in front of the old monk. Countless pieces of ice and snow splashed and fell on the old monk.

Next is the fifth place, the sixth place... a thrilling frequency. After one person was killed, one person immediately walked to the old monk and was killed again.
Chapter completed!