Cao Kang has a lot of enemies, and it is precisely because of this that he takes refuge here in Hetian Dao. Don't look at him as a master of artistic conception, but when he was young, he was hunted down by enemies all over the world, forming his current timid character.

His first instinct now was to leave!

Shang Zhengyu's wanton laughter rode the wind and snow coldly and directly penetrated into Cao Kang's ears: "You have been defeated, and now I want you to pay for your blood debts!"

Jumping was just a morale-boosting shout, but it made Cao Kang shiver instantly, and the idea of escaping in his mind began to ferment continuously, and it was out of control. During the struggle, the dragon twister kept fighting with the Tingyu Twilight Snow Sword, but the more this was the case, the more the inexplicable fear in his heart became more condensed.

No, I'm leaving, I'm leaving!

Shang Zhengyu slashed down with a sword, but it fell into the air, which made Shang Zhengyu himself a little stunned.

Because he actually saw Cao Kang fleeing, he rushed without looking back, this is not an escape or something!

"Cao Kang, you're looking for death!"

was already in a bitter struggle because of Duan Yifei, but seeing Cao Kang flee at this moment, the depression in Leng Yuanxiao's heart immediately exploded, and for a while, he was a little depressed and couldn't breathe.

However, Leng Yuanxiao knew that Cao Kang was just an introduction, and he was so depressed, not only because he couldn't open the situation for a long time, but also because Ziqi was not looking at him.

That kind of indifferent and hateful gaze was like a dagger hanging behind Leng Yuanxiao's head, making him feel mixed in his heart.

At that time, Leng Yuanxiao was at fault, he was not persistent enough, so he let Nalan Bixin suffer a great grievance in Cold Moon Villa, but Leng Yuanxiao didn't know anything about the final siege of Nalan Bixin. He had been planned by his father in advance, and when he came back to his senses, he was left with only the news of the mess of Cold Moon Mountain Villa and the successful escape of Nalan Bixin.

Nalan Bixin is the absolute sound in Leng Yuanxiao's heart, irreplaceable, so when Leng Yuanxiao sees Ziqi in Wanglong Pavilion, his heart will be extremely complicated.

Isn't it that Leng Yuanxiao doesn't want to be on the battlefield against his own parents and sons!

But after all, it was a failure!

The distracting thoughts in his mind immediately reacted to Leng Yuanxiao's moves, and he was immediately suppressed by Duan Yifei. At this moment, there was a scream from the other side.

It turned out that Yu Rouwei suddenly came at some point, and sneaked up on an artistic conception master who was fighting with Chu Linxu, and the poison was permeated through the body, and this person's face was purple and black, even if he was lucky enough to escape, he probably wouldn't live long!

This...... Going to lose?

The thought of defeat flashed through Leng Yuanxiao's mind, making his whole person shiver immediately!

No, I can't fail!

Leng Yuanxiao knew Fan Yang'a's temperament, and the reason why he made Leng Yuanxiao the principal of Liangzhou was only because Leng Yue Villa still had use value, but this raid was already inmissible for Fan Yang'a and the entire Hetian Dao's arrangement!

Once it fails, then Cold Moon Mountain Villa will completely lose its use value, and for waste, Fan Yang'a has always had only one disposal method!

That's killing!

There is no way back for yourself!

The original distracting thoughts were completely dispelled at this moment, and only killing intent was left in Leng Yuanxiao's eyes, and the power of the sword swung at this time was multiplied, and even Duan Yifei was instantly forced to retreat!

But Leng Yuanxiao doesn't just have a sword!

Leng Yuanxiao flew up, and an object in his sleeve slipped into the palm of his hand, which suddenly made Shang Zhengyu's complexion change dramatically!

Thunderstorm!

"Be careful!"

Duan Yifei instantly rushed in the direction of the Chinese army's big tent, and Shang Zhengyu flew forward, and he was about to swing his sword to stop Leng Yuanxiao from pulling the mechanism!

But it's still a step slow!

The rainstorm and thunder in Leng Lantern Xiao's hand made a loud sound, and countless steel needles immediately shrouded the Chinese army's big tent!

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At first, it was just a little cold light, and then it instantly condensed into a thick ice barrier! But the distance was too close, and Leng Yuanxiao could also pour his internal strength into the steel needles of the rainstorm and thunder. This is no better than the time Lin Wu used it at the beginning, the power of the rainstorm turned into a steel needle is more than double that time, and the ice wall barrier cast by Duan Yifei was completely shattered with just one breath!

Duan Yifei took a deep breath, the sword light flickered again, and finally condensed a wall of ice again.

But this time it was still pierced by the torrential rain of steel needles!

However, Duan Yifei's two swords also delayed enough time, and when he heard the rain and twilight snow sword turn into a white sword curtain, he finally arrived and finally stopped the rainstorm and thunder completely!

Duan Yifei's whole body was wet with cold sweat, this is the second time!

Leng Yuanxiao secretly hated in his heart, and was about to raise his sword again!

But the balance of the war in another place collapsed at this moment!

Under the combined force of Yu Rouwei and Du Feiyan, the person at the peak of artistic conception has been slashed by Ling Fei's immortal power under the Shocking Sword, although the loss is huge, Yu Rouwei and Du Feiyan are even more injured, but the people who pulled out their hands can already complete the encirclement of Leng Yuanxiao, this time there is really no chance!

Facing Shang Zhengyu and Duan Yifei, who were standing in front of the big tent of the Chinese army, Leng Yuanxiao was useless even if he was unwilling, and the battle line behind him had collapsed, which made Leng Yuanxiao's heart suddenly sink to the bottom.

Just when he was hesitating whether to withdraw or leave, a sword light that soared into the sky had already opened up the sky and swept towards him, Leng Yuanxiao looked up in horror, only to see a silver-white dragon composed entirely of sword gangs slamming towards him.

Cutting the sky is out, and all souls are easy!

Shang Zhengyu let out a furious rage: "Leave it for me!"

Leng Yuanxiao was locked by Jian Gang at the moment, and there was no way back around him, he was ruthless, and all the internal strength in his body condensed to the sword in his hand, turning into boundless Gang Qi and suddenly bursting out!

I saw a cold bright moon suddenly appear in the sky where the sun was shining, and the bright moonlight poured down, conjuring up countless swords and rays to converge into an unstoppable torrent, forming an impregnable copper wall in front of me.

Leng Yuanxiao knew at this moment that he had let Shang Zhengyu take the lead, even if he tried his best to do it, the best ending was just a draw, so he hurriedly used means to retreat as advance, intending to stop this move again and at the same time, he also used his power to leave.

made the most correct choice in an instant, Leng Yuanxiao is not unintelligent!

It's a pity that he still underestimated Shang Zhengyu's determination and strength!

After Shang Zhengyu returned to the Wind and Rain Pavilion, his thoughts were clear, and his cultivation was increasing day by day, and now it was not the same as when he was in Kunlun Mountain before. Under the rage, this style was even farther to the west, only to see that the silver-white dragon directly smashed into the torrent of sword gangs formed by the moonlight, and even disintegrated and tore it apart, before Leng Yuanxiao could react, Shang Zhengyu's Listening to the Rain and Twilight Snow Sword had already killed Leng Yuanxiao!

Killing intent Ling Ran!

Leng Yuanxiao was frightened, and immediately stood up and swung his sword to block!

Poof—

Listening to the rain and twilight snow sword blade collapsed Leng Yuan Xiao's sword without any fancy, and directly left a shocking wound on his waist!

Although Leng Yuanxiao's cultivation was higher than everyone present, he was also limited in depth compared to Duan Yifei and Shang Zhengyu. A sword slashing the sky pierced his protective body qi, and the sword gang was even more raging in Leng Yuanxiao's body like Ling Chi, and the meridians were like breaking inch by inch, making Leng Yuanxiao miserable!

"Fourth brother, don't kill!" At this moment, Shang Zhengyu's ears suddenly heard a shout of Ziqi, and Shang Zhengyu couldn't help but feel stunned.

It was this delay that Leng Yuanxiao instantly swept with a sword, and the Haoyue hanging high directly disintegrated, turning into a large snow curtain and shrouding down towards Shang Zhengyu, fine as a grain of salt, but in fact, each one was a sword with the essence of sword intent!

Shang Zhengyu had to be trapped in it for a while, and taking this opportunity, Leng Yuanxiao instantly took off into the air, spilling a blood flower along the way.

"Can't go!"

Ziqi didn't think that his intervention would put Shang Zhengyu in danger directly, plus Leng Yuanxiao escaped, he chased after him in a hurry, and conjured up eight phantoms one by one, and the eight-step absolute shadow had already been used by him to the extreme!

Shang Zhengyu shouted violently, and the entire snow curtain directly collapsed.

At the moment, the war is still going on, Ling Feixian's side is still fighting, Duan Yifei's physical strength is overdrawn after the torrential rain and thunder, and Ziqi's eight-step mastery is the best light skill in the world, and it is difficult for ordinary people to catch up.

Shang Zhengyu immediately said angrily: "Third brother, I'll leave it to you here, I'll chase the seventh brother!"

Before he could finish speaking, only a phantom remained. Shang Zhengyu himself chased after Zi Qi, and counted, among the people in the Wind and Rain Pavilion, I am afraid that only Shang Zhengyu's boundless steps can catch up with Zi Qi's eight-step shadow.