"I didn't expect you to save me again, but this time it's my turn to save you!" his eyes swept over Duan Li'er, who was still in a daze, Yuexiang said coldly, and then with a wave of the snow-patterned long sword, his figure soared upward, and he rushed into the wind wolf pack alone.

It was destined to be a crazy night, cold, ruthless, desolate, miserable, a series of words that could not normally be linked, in this night for the first time, intertwined and woven into a terrifying picture composed of blood.

It is really worthy of the gold-rank monk level, Yuexiang has a single sword, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep in the wind wolf pack, and her majesty is fully displayed! Under the attack of the gold-rank monks, this group of second-level wind wolves did not have the slightest strength to fight back, and after just a few breaths of time, there were nearly twenty wind wolves who fell down with hatred.

"Snowing in the cold!"

The tip of the Yuexiang sword pointed outward, and the figure began to quickly rotate in mid-air, and the snow-white light, like the snow light in the wax moon, and like the Senran blade that demanded people's lives, flew away in all directions, looking from a distance, it was like flying snowflakes in a cold day.

"Flying Snow in the Cold Sky!" is a group attack type martial art cultivated by the true qi of the ice attribute! When released, it is like a snowflake falling in the sky, which is very dazzling, but that is only a superficial phenomenon, and those who really understand this martial art will understand that behind the beauty, there is often cruelty hidden. And "Flying Snow on a Cold Day" is exactly like this, everywhere the snow-white light passes, there is everything, blood and light splashes, all of them, wailing all over the field!

In an instant, the nearly forty wind wolves that had just rushed over had become the souls of the sword before they had time to struggle too much because they were too close to each other. The endless splash of blood light made the dazzling white light stained with a layer of dark red bewitching color, which was even more dazzling. Because the momentum was too strong, nearly ten wind wolves in the wind wolves behind collided with the white light and turned into a rain of blood!

What a terrible offensive this is, even if there are hundreds of heads, if it continues like this, it will be slaughtered in less than half an hour, and the Wind Wolf clan will completely disappear in this jungle. The wind wolf was afraid, in the face of such a cold, cold woman, their souls began to tremble in the depths of their souls, before, that beautiful girl was already extremely difficult to deal with!

Yuexiang originally had the strength of a gold-rank monk, and after practicing the Holy Light Snow Lotus, not only did she completely recover from her injuries, but her strength also improved, and she actually reached the third order of a gold-level monk.

"Howl!"

With a wolf howl of full fear, sounded from some corner, this group of trembling wind wolves retreated like a tide like Monthe.

In the blink of an eye, the cave that was originally shouting and shouting and killing, and the cave full of killing breath suddenly became quiet, if it weren't for the corpse of the wind wolf still lying here, it was really hard to say, just now here was such a moving scene.

"You are very powerful, thank you for saving me!" An admiring voice suddenly broke the peace in the cave! There was still a hint of ruddy on his face, as if he had not been injured.

Hearing this, Yuexiang was startled at first, and then regained her calmness, still with a cold and beautiful face, "I still owe you once, if I have the opportunity to pay you back next time!" Like a lone knight, he said very straightforwardly, never dragging mud and water, and there was a bit of chill in his tone!