The surrounded figure...... Snow, the sound and shadow in general.? Come on,.!

A waist-length filament of white hair, a slender and narrow sword as white as snow, a snow-white robe that has not been stained with blood, the robe flutters and swayed in the breeze, showing her particularly slender figure, her face is slightly thin, her eyes continue to shine with a faint, hazy white light, the mark on her forehead is also a snow-like shape, her lips are faint pink, delicate and a little not like a real person.

A little bit, like snow huā, and like the white rays of starlight, spread around her body, and continued to emit a hazy white light, like the snow huā that continued to surround her.

'Song of the West Wind, Female Simon Blowing Snow...... ' Yi Yun remembered her nickname, and only now did she know what kind of person this was. It is no wonder that there have been discussions about her in the large task team, and many people call her the female Ximen Blowing Snow, not only admiring her strong martial arts and excellent swordsmanship, but also saying that she is a white temperament like snow. There are a lot of rumors like this on the rivers and lakes, and 99% of them are exaggerated rumors, not to mention that old rivers and lakes like Yiyun will not care too much, and any old rivers and lakes will not comment when they have not witnessed it with their own eyes.

Especially, rumors of a master in a large mission team. There are not many real masters who can be called masters in the long-term large-scale task team, because they always deal with NPCs, and the combat style of the mission team is often specific to those task NPCs with high pay. This often determines that their martial arts level may not be low, and there may be some masters who have cultivated the true artistic conception, and there may even be people with high sect learning values, but they are often quickly defeated and killed when fighting with masters in the rivers and lakes, the reason is that they are not rich enough to deal with the experience of complex fighting methods.

Over time, large-scale task teams have become a world where they are in the rivers and lakes, but they do not really belong to the people in the rivers and lakes. Masters in large task teams are rarely recognized by the people in the rivers and lakes, and they are rarely talked about by the people in the rivers and lakes. Before coming, the person in charge of formulating the support plan on the alliance side positioned the head of the Song of Zephyr as having the combat power level of the Iiptodo candidates, which was one level higher than that of Nishibashi.

Yi Yun looked at the scene in front of her and already knew that she underestimated it, and seriously underestimated the strength of the Song of the West Wind. Killing the Mingjiao Five Elements Sanren, killing the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, there was a purple robe pressed under the corpses of several Mingjiao disciples, Yi Yun estimated that it was likely to be Xiao Zhao's mother, the corpse of the Mingjiao Protector Yew Dragon King. Zhao Min was behind Yang Xiao, protected by Ah Da and the injured Xuan Ming two elders, the people had fainted, Xiao Zhao also fainted, and was protected by the Persian Ming Sect and guarded in the corner of the main hall. Yes, if it weren't for the defeat of the four great protectors, Yang Xiao and the Eight Great Sacred Flame Order Envoys of the Left and Right Envoys would not have appeared at all. The right envoy of the Ming Sect, Fan Yao, is nowhere to be seen, and Yi Yun's consciousness can't catch it, and it may not be that he has been killed.

This is the result of the fierce battle of the Song of the West Wind for nine days and nine nights...... If the person standing there was a purple shirt, Yi Yun probably wouldn't be too surprised by what she saw, and if it was a small sword, although Yi Yun would be surprised, she didn't think it was a strange thing to use the power of the small sword to create a slightly extraordinarily good battle result. This is the result that only the masters of the celebrity school can play, because the Snow Maiden obviously did not use the wandering and moving tactics. If it is Yiyun himself, or Xi'er, the sword is like a face, it is hard to say whether he can kill the immediate result, but even if he can, it is definitely the result of running and moving, because they all belong to the practical flow path, and if the master of the practical flow path fights like a wood, the strength will be greatly reduced.

When the Blue Winged Bat King and the White-eyed Eagle King chased and killed Yi Yun, Yi Yun still remembers the skills they showed very clearly. The skill is far above him, what about Yang Xiao? At least a little stronger, but so many masters, now all of them have been defeated by the sword of this snow-like woman. Yi Yun estimates that there will be no more than thirty masters on the rivers and lakes who can achieve this kind of result. There is such a master in the sect to which the Justice League belongs, but Yi Yun still knows how ridiculous it is......

The Eight Holy Flame Messengers held the Holy Flame Order, one by one, with solemn expressions and unblinking eyes, staring at the Song of the West Wind that was surrounded in the center, their footsteps moved slowly and cautiously. It seems that they have not just arrived, they have already fought each other, but because they can't help the song of the west wind, they are even at a disadvantage to be so careful. Yi Yun was secretly glad that it was the right time, if it wasn't him, if he came later, he would probably never know what a powerful master Song of the West Wind was.

Because, the Song of the West Wind has not much internal strength left, although she doesn't seem to be tired, but her mental power is almost exhausted, and she can't continue to support it for long.

The dark purple sword qi of the sword demon dancing wildly fell from the sky!

In an instant, like a line of dark purple meteors that ran through everything, they flew to the ground, penetrated the bodies of one Ming Sect member after another, and shot a circle of Persian Ming Sect members who were guarding Xiao Zhao, and even shot through Xiao Zhao's face, which once made Yi Yun lose his mind, and in a coma, Xiao Zhao's Persian magic sound died before he even had time to show his power...... The seriously injured Xuan Ming Second Elder had no time to resist the flying sword qi, his head and heart were both pierced by the flying sword qi, Ah Da yelled to use his body to resist the falling sword demon flying sword qi for Zhao Min, although his movements were not slow, but the speed of the sword demon flying sword qi was too fast.

As soon as Ah Da's body moved, he had been shot through his head by another beam of dark purple sword demon flying sword qi, and when his body fell on Zhao Min's body, Zhao Min had also been shot through his heart by sword demon flying sword qi, and he had no life...... Yang Xiao, who struggled to dodge and moved, but because of his serious injuries, when he dodged the three bundles of sword demon flying sword qi, his internal qi finally couldn't gather, and he watched the sword demon flying sword qi cut off his legs, and the only remaining right arm, in a pool of blood, he quietly fell to the ground, except to quietly wait for the blood to pass, there was no other way to save himself......

A large group of Mingjiao cultists gathered on the top of the main hall of the Song of the West Wind sect didn't have time to scream, and they were shot through by the sword demon flying sword qi and killed, the eight holy fire order messengers jumped, and when they moved, the snow-like figure suddenly swung their swords, and countless snow huā around their bodies flew into a little bit, as if the snow mass exploded and scattered white light group sword qi, one after another, the messengers holding the holy fire order were stained by the snow huā sword qi, clutching their throats tightly in pain, their eyes were bloodshot, and they fell to the ground one after another......

Yi Yun had nothing else to say except for a wry smile, although he didn't know why, but he already understood why so many Mingjiao masters appeared. Originally, Yi Yun used the sword demon to dance in order to kill Zhao Min, Xiao Zhao, Xuan Ming and other seriously injured masters, so not killing Yang Xiao was to avoid immediately provoking Zhang Wuji. The purpose of attacking the Holy Fire Order Messenger was to hope that the Song of Zephyr would cooperate with serious injuries or kill a few, but the Song of the West Wind was ruthless and merciless, and directly killed five, and the sword continued to chase after the sixth Holy Fire Order Messenger - the dark purple figure appeared in front of the Song of the West Wind in a flash, and her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Kill them, Zhang Wuji will come out."

"I promised everyone that I would avenge them and kill Zhang Wuji and Yang Dingtian!" The Song of the West Wind looked at the stranger who suddenly appeared, and did not immediately fight back, but his tone revealed a non-negotiable determination to fight to the death. "If you want to fulfill this promise, you should at least recuperate to a state of victory." For a person who is determined to do anything for revenge, Yi Yun doesn't intend to say anything about Zhang Wuji's strength and no one on the rivers and lakes can defeat it now, because the song of the west wind in front of him will definitely not listen.

"......" The song of the west wind was slightly stunned, yes, her current state, she herself knows very well, no matter how much she insists, it will be difficult to support one or two hours, perhaps, most of the hours will not be able to support it. You cultivate, leave it to me here. Yi Yun let go of her wrist, surprised by the temperature of her skin, it was very cold to the touch, much lower than the body temperature of a normal person, as if it was a cold climate, in the warm room, in the cold water for a while to take out the hand.

"You're a master sent by the Alliance to help?" Yiyun's suggestion made the song of Zephyr obey, because it was not a direct stop, but a realistic, valuable advice that could help her. She hadn't seen Yi Yun, such as the Song of the West Wind, a remote sect like the Song of the West Wind, and she wouldn't go to the evil city or Dali at all, even if she did, what she saw was sad. "Yes." The song of the west wind saw Yi Yun in a dark purple robe, and asked again. "A master of the Zixiao Sword Sect?"

"Yes." While Yi Yun replied indifferently, when she saw the angry Mingjiao sect members, she rushed over, her shoulder was slightly hard, and she hit the shoulder of the Song of the West Wind behind her, and she took a few steps back with the Song of the West Wind that would not hurt the person, retreated into the door of the main hall, and threw away a bottle of medicine that helped restore internal strength with a flick of her hand. "I'll leave it to me." The dark purple sword light, dancing into a blurred light and shadow, newly practiced by Yi Yun, the use of the sword demon flying sword qi and the sword as a dichotomy makes the end of the sword light seem to be connected to a long and growing sword qi, with the rapid swing of the sword, a beam of dark purple sword qi flies vertically and horizontally, each sword light will kill at least one person, and each flying sword demon flying sword qi will penetrate at least one person's body, and many even pass through the bodies of several enemies in a row!

In a moment, the Mingjiao cultists who poured up the steps of the main hall of the [Guangchang] field, and in groups, fell to the ground with their lives. When the song of the west wind saw it, he took a pill with confidence, took the bottle, and looked at it carefully with a little curiosity. (To be continued)

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