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Chapter 585

Mu Tianen and Elder Wu Ding walked slowly in the snow and soon arrived at the bottom of the wardrobe. He saw that the soldiers on the wardrobe had no military posture, and were all cursing the sudden ghost weather in groups of three or three.

Mu Tianen's face was a little gloomy, but he did not scold these soldiers because he also knew that in this cold and cold situation, there was no winter clothes, so it was simply the most severe criminal law to come out to stand guard.

After crossing the wardrobe, the two of them slowly walked towards the river.

Mu Tianen looked at the vast white river water, and he could no longer hear the sound of the river water flowing.

He thought about it, kicked away the snow with his feet, then picked up a stone, threw it heavily at Jiangxin, and then listened.

The sound of stones sliding on the ice came from afar.

Mu Tianen said in a deep voice: "It seems that it won't take long to make this river surface more popular!"

A light flashed in Wu Ding's eyes: "What do you mean?"

Mu Tianen stared at the camp opposite. Because of the wind and snow, he couldn't see clearly what was happening in the camp opposite. He turned his sight, but suddenly saw that there were two people standing by the river opposite.

Mu Tianen was slightly stunned, and he whispered: "Elder Wu, look at the realm of the two people on the other side."

Wu Ding narrowed his eyes and quietly released his spiritual sense. After a moment, disdain rose to the corner of his mouth.

"A holy realm, one extraordinary, that holy realm is the enemy who dared to control the flying sword and spy across the river a few days ago. If it weren't for the help of that powerful person in the realm, I might have taken his life directly that day."

Mu Tianen frowned and said, "Even if you are not a commander like you and me, you must be an important figure in the military camp... Do you think, can we capture these two people directly?"

Wu Ding's eyes lit up!

"It's just a holy land, Grand Sima, you can retreat and let me be alone."

After Wu Ding said that, he narrowed his eyes gently.

He saw that the two people on the other side seemed to have noticed and realized the existence of these two people. Perhaps because of fear, the two people held hands directly.

"If you find it, you won't run away? Then it will be difficult for you to escape." Elder Wu Ding stared at the opposite side. He did not alarm the snake, nor did he release the spirit sword. Even if he was sure to kill the two of them with one sword.

After all, the distance is too close, so close that it is only a Minjiang line!

Elder Wu Ding concentrated his mind and energy. He pinched out a strange magic trick. The next second, his people disappeared directly into the wind and snow in the sky.

He escaped into the void and did not see it. Instead, Mu Tianen saw it. One of the two people on the opposite side suddenly disappeared!

Elder Wu Ding appeared directly opposite the river bank. As soon as he appeared, the spiritual sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and he stabbed directly at the waist of the holy enemy with silent sword intent.

The so-called capture alive naturally refers to capturing alive. Even if only half of your life is left, it can be considered capturing alive!

Therefore, Elder Wu Ding quietly stabs out the spirit sword. As long as he stabs the enemy in the holy realm, it will not matter how long he can live in the next life.

However, just as the moment Elder Wu Ding's spiritual sword stabbed out, his eyes suddenly shook, and a powerful sword intent swept overwhelmed!

Elder Wu Ding was shocked!

What a strong sword intent!

He knew that he must have been discovered and that the enemy had predicted the enemy's initiative to counterattack. But he was not at all panicked. In the wind and snow, he pinched a magic trick again, and his whole body instantly rushed to the sky.

At the same time, the spiritual sword in his hand also emitted a magnificent light, as if a lightning bolt cut through the night sky and shot directly at the enemy who had just appeared.

Although this person is only a holy realm, the sword intent just now made him wary of this strength that only a master of the earth realm has!

Therefore, Elder Wu Ding decided to take this opportunity to kill him directly to prevent future troubles.

...

Ding Ling felt that he was locked by the spirit sword again, and knew that unless he immediately understood the rules of space, the spirit sword would definitely follow him like a maggot in the tarsal bone. In addition, in this battlefield of several kilometers, it was in Lin Mengyuan's ice and snow field. It was really not easy for him to find a gap in space in it, so he made up his mind and raised the Xuanyuan Sword high at the moment when the picture rose in his mind.

A clanging sound like a dragon roar sounded, and the broad sword body of Xuanyuan Sword was like a wide shield, firmly blocking the spiritual sword of the powerful man in the ground.

The powerful impact force made Ding Ling's arms numb, and the Xuanyuan Sword almost broke out!

What a strong power! Ding Ling's heart was shocked. In the past, he had only fought against the spiritual sword of the Xuanyuan Sword from a distance with the powerful earth-level people. Because of the Xuanyuan Sword's advantages in quality and rank, he had never suffered a loss. This was the first time he had faced a head-on collision with the spiritual sword!

It is conceivable how terrifying the seemingly brilliant magic weapon collision was when the magic weapon confronted in the air.

"I'll do it!"

Mingyue's voice sounded in her heart, and the next second, her body appeared from the void. At the same time, the Xingtian Battle Axe appeared.

A light like a training flashed, and Xing Tian’s battle axe slashed heavily at the spiritual sword that was pressing against the body of Xuanyuan Sword.

Ding Ling heard the sound of the spiritual sword, and in an instant, the spiritual sword fell directly into the snow.

A roar came from the air. After a moment, the strong man in the ground instantly flew back to the river bank.

"Ph! Don't run if you have the habit!"

Ding Ling looked at the two men and rushed back to the camp like rabbits, and he spitted into the snow.

On the snow, the spirit sword left a deep groove.

When he took back the Xuanyuan Sword and wanted to hold Mingyue again, he suddenly felt something was wrong in his hand. When he stretched out his hand, he suddenly realized that several holes had been shaken out of his tiger's mouth! And because the weather was extremely cold, the blood stains secreted by these holes were instantly frozen into ice residue.

Mingyue slowly raised her body, she took back Xingtian Axe, gasped for a moment, held Ding Ling's hand and looked at it, and then blamed: "Do you know why sword control is very popular, and even a compulsory way for all practitioners? Because when the power of the magic weapon reaches a certain level, the power of the body alone cannot resist this huge impact force, unless your body is quite strong."

Ding Ling rubbed the blood-colored ice slag and said with lingering fear: "I won't know next time. It was like a Dongfeng heavy truck hitting me just now. If I were really stabbed by that sword, I wouldn't have a living head in my little body..."

"It's good to know." Mingyue put down Ding Ling's hand, she raised her head and looked at the place where the two disappeared, and a hint of regret rose on her face.

After a while, she whispered: "Ding Ling, the two of them should be the supreme commanders of the enemy just now... It's a pity that they escaped too quickly. If they could catch them, there would be basically no need to fight this battle."

"Forget it, let's go back first, don't let the enemy suspect."

Mingyue said, and she raised her wrist to look at the time.
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