But wherever the two of them flew past, Hong Meiduoduo cut off the lives of more than ten foundation-building monks; fist shadows flashed and defeated the bodies of more than ten foundation-building monks!

Not only that, "Bang bang bang bang~" a series of sounds, ice cubes of several feet were overturned, and nearly three hundred swordsmen with three or four levels of bright swords flew out from the ice layer. The colorful flying swords were sacrificed at the same time, taking over the attack of four hundred foundation-building monks!

"I was ambushed!" The four hundred monks who set up the ambush tightened when they saw the swordsman appearing in their hearts. They didn't know what was going on? They wanted to ambush Qin Jian, but unexpectedly they were discovered by Qin Jian and led it into the ambush they set up!

What these four hundred monks didn't understand was when these swordsmen were lying on ambush here, and why did their divine thoughts not make sense of the swordsmen under the ice!

Of course, these problems are no longer a problem at this time. Faced with seven or eight hundred swordsmen, there is only one thing that the four hundred monks have to do... either kill these swordsmen or escape!

"Kill~" All the swordsmen were excited to take the bait on their faces, just like the previous monk. The flying sword in their hands was sacrificed and stabbed at the monk fiercely. The monk was like the previous pregnant sword sword. In a panic on his face, the magic weapon in his hands was also swarmed and sacrificed, trying to gain a trace of vitality!

Pan Hao is a huge male cultivator with a thorny body, similar to an ordinary cultivator! When the two magic swordsmen appeared, he was sacrificing his magic weapon, the water droplets, smashing the heavenly spirit of a bright sword swordsman. Seeing the magic swordsman being under him, and the fist was surging up like flying waves, killing many cultivators, he did not dare to neglect. The magic power in his body activated, and the water droplets fell drippingly on top of his head, sprinkling a thin layer of light to protect himself!

"Buzz~" Pan Hao just protected himself, and the murderous fist hit him. The fist stirred up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing a trembling sound. The fist shadows defeated Pan Hao's protective light everywhere!

"Silk~" Pan Hao took a deep breath and activated the magic power in his body. The blushing water droplet also turned into the size of a fist, facing the swordsman's fist.

With a loud "Peng", Pan Hao's heart was shocked and a mouthful of blood was squirting out. His expression was depressed and he was knocked away for about dozens of feet. His blush beads were vanished. With a few crisp sounds, several cracks emerged from the surface of the blush beads, and quickly spread throughout the magic weapon. When the blush beads were revealed about dozens of feet, they had already cracked into several pieces!

"Huh?" The fantasy swordsman was slightly surprised when he saw that Pan Hao was not killed. However, he was not willing to take action again, and his body flew and rushed into the sky again!

"Hu~" Pan Hao sighed. Like Xiao Mao and Feng Linbo, he was the disciples of the Xunyan Sect who survived the Miao Plan. Their meridians were wider and more tenacious than ordinary cultivators. Although they are in the middle stage of foundation building, if they are in the depth of their magic power, they are comparable to the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, when facing the blow of the Illusion Sword Sword Sword, they can survive!

However, Pan Hao was only relaxed for a moment, and hundreds of swordsmen with bright swords flew out from under the ice!

"Escape!" This is what Pan Hao thought at this time. There was only one golden elixir monk on his side, and in terms of number of people, the monks were inferior to the swordsmen. This was the ambush of the swordsmen. I could say that there was any powerful sword formation to lay down!

However, when Pan Hao turned his eyes and saw the Jindan monk, he was puzzled again!

This cultivator with the early stage of the Golden Pill cultivation was Pang Chongtian, the uncle of the Xunyan Sect. It was precisely because of his strong support that Pan Hao and Feng Linbo dared to come out of the spirit stone vein they were stationed and set up ambush in the wind and snowfield.

But when Pang Chongtian faced the encirclement of two magic swordsmen, his face was as deep as water, and he was very calm, but there was a hint of sneer in this calmness.

"What? Is that guy Qin Jian scared? I have already issued a challenge. Why didn't he dare to come to this storm and snow field? He sent you to wait for the two of you to die?" Pang Chongtian's tone was disappointed.

"Hahaha~ What is Qin Jian? Isn't it just a fantasy swordsman of the Xutian Sword Sect? Why is it so powerful in your eyes?" The swordsman who used the Red Plum Flying Sword took his hand and a dead branch full of red plum blossoms in his hand, facing the snow-white sword outfit, with a gentle and tight end! However, the arrogance in his tone seemed to not take Qin Jian into his eyes!

"You greedy monks will challenge my sword domain every day, but Qin Jian is just a fantasy swordsman and cannot clone it. How can you all be satisfied?" Another bald sword cultivator stood in the air like a vague beast. Kong Kong did not hold any flying sword in his hand, but on his exposed left arm, there was a faint layer of sword light flashing, as if his arm was his flying sword!

"Hahaha~ I'm talking!" Pang Chongtian also smiled, as if he was not afraid, and said with a little finger, "Since someone who died is coming, Pang has to take it away. Even if it's not Qin Jian, you can still get some rewards after taking the head of your waiting person back, right?"

"You?" Hongmei Swordsman showed a sneer on his face, "It's just the early stage of the Golden Pill, and it's a problem to deal with this sword. He also wants to kill both of us. Don't you think it makes people laugh out loud?"

"Who said that there is only Pang?" A hint of ridicule appeared on Pang Chongtian's face, "The plan of my Taoist sect cultivator will never be known by the swordsmen in the wilderness!"

Then Pang Chongtian looked behind the Hongmei Swordsman and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Jiang and Fellow Daoist Luan can show up!"

"Oh?" The Red Plum Swordsman was startled and hurriedly looked back. But at this moment, another swordsman said angrily, "This guy is actually cheating!"

The Red Plum Swordsman turned around again. Sure enough, Pang Chongtian's figure had already been activated, and he flew towards the place where he came from like a breeze!

"Haha~" the Red Plum Swordsman was not in a hurry and said with a smile, "This sword is what it means! How can the monks of the Dao Sect see through the ambush set up by my Feiling Sword Village? Friend Liao Jian, we will kill this beast!"

"What the sword friend said is very much, please!" The sword friend Liao shook his body, turned into a sword light, quickly chasing Pang Chongtian behind him, and laughed softly.

Although Pang Chongtian was flying first, his flying skills were indeed a little less than that of two sword cultivators. In just half a cup of tea, the two of them had already caught up with Pang Chongtian.

But when the swordsman in Feiling Sword Village waved his hand, the dead branches in his hand flashed with bright red sword light, and the red plums transformed from the flying sword, rushing towards Pang Chongtian like a drizzle of red plums. The red plums split the air in pieces and made a strange sound!

At the same time, Liao Jianyou was even more serious, but when he saw his left arm swaying, silver light flashed by. The fist seemed to have come out of his arm, and with the power of killing him with one blow, the meteor hit the moon and hit Pang Chongtian's back!

Seeing this, Pang Chongtian did not dare to be negligent. He waved his right arm and a Bagua flag flew out of his hand. The Bagua flag flew into the air and instantly rose. The flags of several feet in size were rushing, and the Bagua ball on it emitted eight kinds of light, which escaped from the flag and hovered behind Pang Chongtian.

"Woo~~~" Liao Jianyou's fist came first, hitting the center of Bagua Guanghua!

"Buzz~" a ray of light made a great work, and the dazzling light held the fist! However, at the moment of holding it, the eight groups of light turned rapidly, and retreated several feet before stopping!

"Huh?" Liao Jianyou looked slightly surprised. The sword energy in his body activated and wanted to swing his fist again, but a suction force emerged from the eight balls of light, and the fist seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, which was very difficult to pull!

At this time, the Red Plum Flying Sword pounced into the eight groups of light, and a burst of bright red that soared into the sky instantly filled the eight groups of light!

"Break~!" Liao Jianyou and Jianyou shouted almost in unison, a dazzling silver light, and dozens of bright red light flashed out from the already dim light at the eight groups!

"Boom~" A sound of sound, the eight groups of light immediately disappeared, revealing the flag. At this time, cracks were already growing on the flag...

Looking at Pang Chongtian again, a flush flashed across his face, and then it turned white!

"Oh~" Pang Chongtian slapped his hand, and the broken Bagua Banner was put into his body, and said softly, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, Fellow Daoist Luan, if you don't come out again, Pang is really going to die!"

At this time, Jianyou Guan and Liao Jianyou ignored it and still activated the flying sword and fists, attacking Pang Chongtian from left to right.

"Hahaha~ Fellow Daoist Pang is indeed amazing. Since he has fallen into the trap of the sword cultivator, he can still lead them over!" A rough voice came from the mountain peak under the feet of the three of them. With the sound, a light purple light rose into the sky, flying towards the sword friend. In the light, a flying sword about an inch long flashed the charming sword flower, stabbing the sword friend's eyebrows quickly!

And a distance of dozens of feet not far from the purple light was also a blue light, with water splashes flooding inside, rushing towards Liao Jianyou with the power that could slap everything into pieces!

"Oh? There is indeed a backup plan!!" When Liao Jianyou and Jianyou Guan saw two more magic weapons hitting them, they unconsciously had a trace of enlightenment and looked at each other.

The Liao Jianyou pinched the sword technique in his hand, swung his fist again, and rushed towards the water splash under him!

With a loud "Boom!", the fist hit the water splashed. Although the water splashed, the fist flew backwards under the pressure of the water splash!

"Innate heavy water?" Liao Jianyou was also aware of the goods, raised his eyebrows and shouted in surprise.

"Haha~ Since you know the benefits and interests of this treasure, why don't you take your life quickly?" Under the blue light, a middle-aged monk with a white face flew up. It was Jiang Shan of the Kunlun Sect! I saw Jiang Shan wearing a Taoist robe and stretching his left hand flat. On it, a small bottle of mutton fat jade, and the surging water splashes flew out from the small bottle!
Chapter completed!