Arctic Cloud didn't think that Ye Yinfeng would succeed, and the same idea as her was the Nine Ghost Sect and the Twelve Ghost Envoys. The two of them condensed the true qi around their bodies to the extreme, and the sound of the roaring qi striking each other made a sharp and piercing sound on the ninth floor of the tower. Both of them used their life's learning, and the Arctic clouds condensed with cold ice and true qi overwhelmingly attacked the thorn-like girl.

And with the strange body of Mao Mei and the short blade of cold light shining in each of her hands, she is like an elf dancing in the darkness. Her figure was like a ghost, shuttling through the layers of frost and snow under the other party's cloth, the snowflakes condensed the cold breath, the frost condensed the air, the short blade in her hand pierced into the air, and the ghostly energy broke through the cold air that shrouded down.

The white mangice energy like the first moon swirled around the Arctic clouds, spinning more and more rapidly, and the cold true qi condensed around her became stronger and stronger. The ice energy of the moon stirred up a trace of needle-like energy, and the cold breath gushed out, and the entire tower layer was shrouded in a cold breath, and the snowflakes fell from the sky again, as if she had become the ice and snow fairy, and when she moved, she swayed out pieces of crystal cold snowflakes.

Both of them put all their energy on each other, and they couldn't be distracted to pay attention to Ye Yinfeng's condition. Therefore, at this time, Ye Yinfeng also lacked the skills to pay attention to them, because he felt that the closer the holy order was to him, the heavier the tearing pain in his brain, and his brain seemed to have the pain of ten thousand needles piercing, and this pain was ten thousand times more uncomfortable than the sword wound on his body.

He knew that it was the mind that he was using, that is, the divine consciousness that held the holy order, and although the divine consciousness was formless and incorporeal, it was real. He didn't know how he sent out his thoughts, he only knew that he was immersed in an ethereal state, and he could emit thoughts, and thoughts were like invisible siblings that he sent, and if he was strong enough, he believed that it was possible for Edgeworth to kill enemies.

The pain in his brain burst like a tide, making him feel like a whole body collapse, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered. Only he knew that this pain was not comparable to the injuries suffered in his body, the pain almost made him faint, and the only thought in his heart was to keep the holy decree closer to him, away from the white jade light.

Ye Yinfeng only felt that the chaotic space in his mind was about to collapse, and the violent chaotic space set off a gust of wind and rain, and he only felt that his self in the chaos was about to be overwhelmed by the violent chaotic aura, and a gust of wind struck, making the body standing in the chaotic space stagger. He felt that if he persevered, the chaos in his mind and the self in the chaos would definitely explode, and the self in the chaos would definitely disappear.

With a "clang", the holy order was finally pulled away from the white jade-like light cluster by Ye Yinfeng's divine sense, and the holy order that lost its power fell from the sky and landed on the ground. And Ye Yinfeng only felt a "boom" in his brain, he only felt that the chaotic space in his mind exploded, and his mind was full of roaring colorful light, and finally the explosion of chaos and the colorful light turned into a dark starry sky, and then his brain went black, and he lost consciousness.

A little starlight fell, the gloomy light flashed, Ye Yinfeng's consciousness began to blur, the endless chaotic space in his mind collapsed, and the moment his consciousness dissipated, he only felt that he was in a dark starry sky. Then his eyes lifted, and he saw a figure like a goddess shuttling through the white jade-like light, and he saw a jing

To his flawless face like spring and snow, and finally his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

The sound of "clang" shocked the two girls who were fighting fiercely, and their movements were frozen in mid-air, and then the two pairs of surprised eyes flashed with disbelief. The aura around them surged and opened, and the momentum of the earth suddenly rose.

The arctic cloud raised her jade hand, and the moon that swirled like a meteor emitted a colder and colder aura, and after she slapped her palms at the other party a few times, her body rushed towards the falling holy order like an arrow off the string. And the look of surprise on Mao Mei's face had not yet dissipated, and a cold and piercing ice intent rushed to her, and she turned sharply, and her shadow-like figure avoided the surging cold air one after another.

The two figures rushed towards the holy order like a burst of light, but the Arctic Cloud still took the lead, her body was stunned, and the jade hand copied the holy order and grabbed the holy order in her own hand. From above the holy decree came bursts of scorching temperature, and the tentacles felt a hot burning sensation. There was a brilliant light in her eyes, and the chill and ice were like frost shining on her handsome snowy face.

Mao Mei's heart was in a hurry, and she showed her body like a phantom and rushed towards the arctic clouds, accompanied by her charming figure, the cold light in her hand was even more dazzling and dazzling. She was one step away from snatching the holy order in her own hands again, but the opportunity was lost in that instant. She raised the two cold blades in her hand, intending to rush towards the Arctic clouds.

It was only at this moment that the soft white jade light suddenly jumped a few times, and a figure suddenly flashed out of the distorted light cluster. And at this moment, the slender figure standing fell softly to the ground, and a heart-pounding chill emanated from the white jade light, and a plump and beautiful figure flashed out from the light. It was a beautiful young woman in a snowflake-like palace dress, and the young woman's eyes shone with a deep and deep-looking strange luster, and the figure of the young woman finally froze on the young man who fell violently.

When Mao Mei saw the figure that flashed out of the light, her face suddenly changed, and her cold eyes became full of fear. A cold light flashed in her hands, and the two short blades slipped into her sleeves, and she jumped back, and soon reached the entrance of the ninth floor, but her figure did not step into the entrance, and her body was fixed at the entrance, as if she had been immobilized.

As if she had been immobilized, her eyes finally showed a violent look of panic, and her body trembled with fear. She lifted the true qi of her whole body and tried to rush through the entrance, but she found that her body was not controlled by her at all, and her legs could not be lifted, as if there was an invisible rope binding her. Beads of sweat as big as beans filled her forehead, and finally a look of despair appeared in her eyes.

Shock, surprise, disbelief and incredulity filled her eyes with shock, surprise, disbelief and incredulity in the eyes of the Arctic clouds, and finally she saw the graceful and holy young woman cast a gentle smile like the sun on herself. Her tense heart relaxed at once, and a thick smile appeared on her face at the same time, and the dimples embedded in her snow-jade face became more and more beautiful.

Everyone's battle is different, everyone's encounter is not the same, this is the arrangement of fate, if someone wants to break free from the arrangement of fate, then the only way is to continue to strengthen themselves, until they are stronger than fate. The mandate of heaven is not violated, but what is the mandate of heaven, only if you are strong enough, then the mandate of heaven will not be trampled under your feet, and there is nothing to be afraid of fate.

Some people are willing to take it

Arranged by fate, some people fight hard, some people actually accept themselves, and some people fight themselves. Ye Feiyu's bewitching face flashed a terrifying expression, he was hideous and crazy, he was cold and bloody, he was cold and domineering, he was the king of the underworld, he was an avenger from the underworld, and his bloody aura swept the world.

Ling Tianyun was arrogant, his aura penetrated between heaven and earth, and his strong and sturdy chest glowed with a masculine luster under the condensed sunlight. His majestic body is like the tall snow-capped mountain, facing the most biting cold wind, facing the cold ice and snow, he is the sun in the middle of the day, and the scorching breath rolls out, filling this cold world.

The Xingze Treasure Knife let out a long groan, and the Netherworld Blood Knife let out a piercing chirp, and the two figures stood facing each other. The wind and cold were wild, the cold sun was obliquely shining, and the two figures were stretched by the slanting sun, and the cold wind like a blade blew on their bodies, and the sound of the ups and downs of their clothes was endless. The two pairs of eyes reflected each other's figures in the eyes of the light of not being stubborn in the fight against fate, and the surging energy Yu came to Yu Qiang.

The aura condensed around the two of them became stronger and stronger, and the bloody aura rose all over the world, and the majestic masculine qi opened the sky and split the earth. A dark and unpretentious ordinary broadsword, a bloody and evil knife, a slender and handsome young man like a demon, a majestic young man as strong as the sun, two completely different breaths, two teenagers who are also fighting against fate look at each other from afar.

The violent aura seemed to be ignited in that moment, the sunlight that slanted down became eclipsed, and the cold aura became indifferent. Only the aura condensed around the two young men facing each other stirred up the true qi of Dao Dao. A gust of wind rose, and layers of black clouds suddenly floated above the sky, and the black clouds of the wind shrouded the heads of the two of them, and a strange burst of ice and snow fluttered down from the black clouds.

The ice and snow fell in the air and quickly turned into nothing, and the vast air like white mist spread, which was the vision of heaven and earth caused by the collision of the two people's bodies. However, all this did not last long, the wind disappeared, the black clouds dispersed, and two different colors of qi curtains suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, the dark red color rolled up with endless blood qi curtain spread out from in front of Ye Feiyu's body, while Ling Tianyun's body was instead glowing with a layer of dark golden light, filled with the pure yang aura that burned all the demons in the world.

Ling Tianyun moved, Ye Feiyu moved, a blast broke through the air and sounded in everyone's ears, and a broken cry was like a broken golden stone, and the two figures rushed towards each other like thunder and meteors. A knife raised an indifferent golden light, a knife rolled with a terrifying red blood, a "bell", the two big knives were intertwined together, and the two figures staggered with the sound of metal, and then, the two figures turned around, and the pale golden light sprinted in the mad knife blood wind, slashing and sweeping, fighting and resisting, and the two fought fiercely with the most primitive strength of the whole body.

The rolling masculine aura swept towards the bloody aura like a wave, and the Xingze Treasure Knife in Ling Tianyun's hand slashed fiercely at the opponent's bloody knife, and a strange palpitation-like counterattack came from the bloody knife. That corrosive and suffocating bloody power devoured Ling Tianyun's body, and as soon as his Jiuyang True Qi condensed, a burst of heat like a blazing sun immediately surged, and the Jiuyang True Momentum incinerated that evil and suffocating energy like a broken bamboo.

The blood was burning, his body was filled with huge primordial power, and Ling Tianyun's heart was full of pride, his figure swirled, and the Xingze Treasure Knife rolled up the fierce Pure Yang Sword and shrouded towards the night flying feather. But the other party was not flustered, and raised his knife to stir up a cold knife and slashed wildly at him.

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