When I heard Ye Qin's words just now, it was not only the more than a dozen foundation-building monks in Xingzhu Palace that could not help but laugh wildly.

Even Wu Yuyue and five or six monks in the Golden Armor Palace were shocked and incredible. This unpretentious man was surrounded by a group of monks of the same level as the Star Bamboo Palace. He was already at the end of his life and was still stubborn.

And those monks watching from afar showed even more regret.

Ye Qin's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard from the cultivators who were interested in watching the fun. The strength comparison between the two sides was very obvious, and in their eyes, Ye Qin had no chance of winning. However, he dared to beg for mercy before his death and dared to be so tough, which was quite courageous.

Ye Qin looked at the reactions of the monks calmly.

He has always been cautious and steady in his actions and does not like to boast.

If the enemy that attacks is a Jindan monk, he is willing to take the lead. Without saying a word, he will immediately escape with Bing'er, and as far as he can escape. With his Jindan skeleton demon and three soul magic weapons, he can support him for a short time at most, and he has no chance of winning.

Unfortunately, the more than ten monks in the foundation-building stage of the Star Bamboo Palace are not Jindan monks, and the number of people is really not too large. Except for Li Shuwen's strength, the rest are only ordinary monks, and there are not even decent top-level magic weapons.

Ye Qin shook Huangfu Binger's cold little hands, so she didn't have to worry. He smiled faintly, "Binger, do you still remember how we killed monsters in Wankuling?"

"Remember."

Huangfu Binger thought for a moment and nodded. That period was when she first met Ye Qin, and she was still vivid in her mind. Of course she remembered it. Ye Qin used the soul-catching bell magic weapon to open the way, and she used sixteen small ice soul swords to attack. The two of them cooperated and used their cultivation level in the Qi training stage to almost sweep the low-level monsters on the third level of the cave. Shocking and raiding, this technique is particularly effective when killing monsters.

However, is it still effective to use the low-level magic weapon of the Soul-Seeing Bell to deal with this group of middle-level and high-level foundation-building cultivators?

She had some doubts in her heart.

No matter how powerful this low-level magic weapon is, it will not have much impact on these high-level foundation-building monks. What's more, it is a group of foundation-building monks. In her opinion, it would be better to break through immediately and go far away.

Li Shuwen saw Ye Qin holding Huangfu Binger's little hand with a big thorn. His eyes burst out and he was almost smoky. He could no longer help but point his blood-colored spear full of anger on his face. He shouted at the monks of the Star Bamboo Palace, "Everything is for me, and I will beat that little white face to death! I want to see if I have many subordinates."

More than a dozen foundation-building monks in blue and black clothes were immediately ordered to manipulate magic weapons to siege Ye Qin and Huangfu Binger. As the people of Xingzhu Palace, their strength is very strong among ordinary monks.

Ye Qin raised his eyebrows, just as he was about to take action.

"Junior Brother Ye, you haven't seen me take action for a long time. Why don't you let your senior sister deal with them today?"

But when Huangfu Binger smiled, she had already taken a step ahead of Ye Qin and appeared in the center of the venue. Her beautiful body in a white dress stood proudly, and Bingxue's eyes swept over the coming foundation-building monks with contempt.

In the Middle Earth Spirit Mist Realm, she has always been the most outstanding top monk among the same level of monks, and no one can stand shoulder to shoulder with her. Even if this is the East China Sea island where strong people are rampant, she doesn't think that these ordinary monks in front of her are so powerful.

Ye Qin was slightly stunned for a moment, smiled, stopped taking action, and watched the battle.

"Ice Soul Cold Light Sword, fast!"

Huangfu Binger opened her mouth and a cold light shot out.

The sword suddenly surged and turned into an eight-meter-long crystal clear ice sword. A large area of ​​cold air lingers around the almost transparent sword body, causing the temperature in the range of dozens of feet on the field to drop sharply, so cold that it almost made the teeth of the low-level monks in the foundation-building building tremble.

This ice-poul cold light sword attacked the thick-browed man cultivator who rushed forward.

"The Soul Magical Artifact!?"

The thick-browed cultivator was shocked and regretted that he was eager to make achievements. Unfortunately, he had no time to retreat at this time, so he could only grit his teeth and control a top-level magic sword in his hand to block it. The possibility of blocking the ice-type soul magic weapon was extremely small, and he was ready to abandon the sword and escape.

Click!

Two magic weapons only hit.

A small gap as big as a bean was hit on the top-level magic weapon.

But the eight-zhang ice sword unexpectedly broke and split into two.

The thick-browed monk did not expect that it would be the strange result, and he had no time to think about the reason. His confidence suddenly surged. In his joy, he continued to control the magic weapon and rushed forward.

Two pieces of ice swords continued to attack him from the left and right.

Try again.

The thick-browed man was fearless without any fear when he became more confident. He controlled the top-level magic weapon and slashed at the two broken ice swords.

"Clang, Clang"

Sure enough, accompanied by the crisp golden sound, the two ice swords collapsed and disintegrated again, and the second and fourth transformations were made.

The four flying swords continued to strangle, and the thick-browed man was slightly surprised and began to be in a hurry.

Four modernizations and eight.

The thick-browed man was shocked.

Eight-transformation 16.

Under the siege of the 16-inch ice-sized ice flying sword, the top-level magic weapon controlled by the thick-browed man monk was unstoppable. His eyes showed despair. The other monks had no time to support him, and they were stomped in the air by a group of ice blades, bursting into a ball of frost and blood mist.

"Ice Storm Sword Formation!"

Huangfu Bing'er pointed his hand and said four words in a cold and crisp voice.

After strangling the thick-browed man, these sixteen small primordial magic weapons formed a ring-shaped ice-type primordial magic weapon sword array, forming a rapid ice blade vortex that ranged dozens of feet, surrounding Huangfu Binger.

Huangfu Bing'er in the Bingpo Sword Formation was as cold as snow, looking at the enemy outside the Sword Formation. Her proud figure stood in the hazy white cold air, making people unable to see their faces clearly.

Another foundation-building monk with a hot temper rushed too fast and couldn't stop. He was already in Huangfu Bing'er's ice storm sword formation. The bone-broken cold aura made him almost frozen and suffocated. His magic power was slow to mobilize, and his hands and feet slowed down. The frost quickly covered his body.

He looked up and saw that the surroundings were covered with the light and shadow of the Ice Soul Flying Sword. The cold light flashed, and an unparalleled torrent of ice blades attacked him. With a "boom", his advanced magic weapon was first broken, followed by his body. In the rapidly rotating ice storm sword formation, it burst into tiny pieces of flesh, turning into a large ball of ice flower blood mist, which spread in the ice storm vortex, and was constantly chased into smaller pieces.

The sword formation composed of sixteen ice soul cold light swords strangled two high-level monks in blue and black clothes to build foundations one after another.

A murderous aura emanated from the blood mist of ice flowers.

The monks watching the battle from afar all exclaimed in a low voice.

Ye Qin, who was watching the battle nearby, looked at the Ice Storm Sword Formation, smiled thoughtfully and comfortably. He was also worried that Bing'er's combat power was not strong enough. Now it seems that this worry is a bit unnecessary.

The remaining seven or eight monks in black clothes changed their faces, and were shocked by the terrifying momentum of the sword formation. They almost stopped, looked at each other, and at the same time, they did not dare to attack the Ice Storm Sword Formation twenty or thirty feet away, and they were frightened.

You know, they are even lower than the two high-level foundation-building cultivators just now, and their magic weapons are not strong enough.

It is very difficult to operate so many magic weapons smoothly and freely at the same time. To perfectly control such a complex sword formation, the spiritual consciousness and magic power required is even more amazing.

They may have a very low chance to break the sword formation together, but most people will definitely die within the sword formation.

There is a simpler way to break this sword formation, which is to use a soul magic weapon that is stronger than the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword to open the way before you can rush in. And these monks have no such strength at all.

Li Shuwen from Xingzhu Palace, Wu Yuyue from Jinjia Palace and other monks were shocked and shocked. Now they realized Huangfu Binger's strength. They woke up in shock. They were only moved by her beauty before, and looked too despised at the true strength of this woman who could be admitted as an entry-level by the Nascent Soul monk.

Just imagine, if it were not as powerful as other foundation-building cultivators, there would be no chance that the Nascent Soul Ancestor Liu Yuzhenren would be attracted to.

Even Li Shuwen, Wu Yuyue and the others have a very high status in the Star Zhu Palace and the Golden Armor Palace because of their blood relatives. Otherwise, it would be impossible based on their own nature.

The field was frozen for a moment.

Huangfu Bing'er controlled the Ice Storm Sword Formation and waited for the monks in black clothes to attack the sword formation.

However, these monks in the blue and black clothes had already looked at the sword formation, but they were already afraid and frightened.

Li Shuwen frowned, had a gloomy face, and said nothing.

He is not a fool either. In this case, he cannot let his group of his confidants break into the Ice Storm Sword Formation and die in vain. Now he has only one way, that is, he personally takes action and break the Ice Storm Sword Formation with the Demon-Slaying Spear.

However, he looked at the Ice Storm Sword Formation that was dozens of feet away, and held the hand of the Demon-Slaying Spike, and trembled.

I have to admit that Huangfu Binger is above him in terms of cultivation and combat power.

Even the level of the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword Yuanshen magic weapon is no less than his Demon-Slaying Sword Spear. Moreover, his magic practice over the years is far less diligent than Huangfu Binger. The greater function of the Demon-Slaying Sword Spear is to support the scene and not exert any power. He is not sure if he wants to break into this Ice Storm Sword Structure.

He wanted to say something several times, but in the end he stayed there without saying a word.

However, now all the monks from Xingzhu Palace are waiting for his attitude. The monks from the Golden Armor Palace are still watching the fun. There are also a large group of monks watching pointing and talking in the distance. He cannot be without expression.

He was afraid to fight at the time of battle, and he, the young master of Xingzhu Palace, could not afford to lose his face.

Li Shuwen swept the monks on the scene and his eyes fell behind Huangfu Binger. Ye Qin looked like he was idle. Ye Qin was unknown in Xianque City, and no one knew where he came out. Such a monk was much easier to deal with than Huangfu Binger, and he could also take the opportunity to save face.

He was anxious to have a vicious thought, and the blood-colored spear couldn't help but point at Ye Qin, and snorted coldly, "I never fight with women. Get out of here and hide behind a woman. What's the point of being able to do?"

"Haha, Brother Li is right. It's really ridiculous to rely on women to support the scene. I think this brother, you should come forward and fight with Brother Li. Even if you lose, it's better than being a turtle with a headscared turtle."

Wu Yuyue put her hands on her chest, showing clearly that she could watch a good show, so how could she watch the stalemate on the court?

He guessed what Li Shuwen was thinking at this time, and immediately added fuel to Ye Qin and incited him to fight. He was also secretly jealous of this man who appeared with Huangfu Binger. If Li Shuwen was asked to kill him, he would be optimistic.
Chapter completed!