Chapter 72 Ice Array (One Explosion!)

I only heard a roar in the cold city - "Break!"

I saw the charming eyes of the white snow mountain and the chill in the killing array.

In the lightning and stone, in the array of 36 people, everyone raised their long swords in their hands, gathered the cold air like needles, and killed the blood rainbow that did not move a step in the array.

"Third brother, I'll help you!"

The wind with a broken hand suddenly turned his body into a long wind and slanted away. The big sleeves were empty and thick, and when it swept away, it was a small piece of sword.

The frost couldn't help frowning and said secretly: Another one?

"Well, and me!"

The poisonous grass suddenly screamed strangely, and a pair of iron-gray palms also turned out from under the sleeves and patted straight to the array.

Yan Yueming said, "Okay, let's look at the cold city formation, it can really withstand the wind and thunder!"

But seeing the bloody rainbow in danger with the help of the two brothers, he immediately got out of danger. Xuanbing's array was also confused. For a moment, he couldn't take care of it, and was actually suppressed by the three people.

The frost said loudly, "Don't panic - the ice crystals reappear!"

After saying that, he kept reading the formula and stabilized the chaotic array. In a short time, it changed a few times, killing the cold snowflakes and couldn't stop the boundless momentum.

The fierce battle in the university is not only dazzling by Raven Yan Yueming and others. The same is true of the disciples of the cold city who did not participate in the war.

After playing more than 20 times, the disciples of the cold city occupied the right time, place and people. In the fierce fight with the three people, there was a faint chance of victory. Yan Yueming looked at it and was unhappy after all.

If you can't beat the descendants like Zhang Geshan this time, the five people of Fenglei will not appear in the world from now on.

Yanyue said: "Five Sister--"

Bing Lan still didn't say a word or move.

Yanyue looked at the crow angrily and didn't need to open his mouth to urge him. The crow said, "I can't just stand and watch you contribute."

The crow shook his body and walked to the array. He smiled at the high frost and said, "The head of Hancheng really has a hand. But your array wants to stop us six, I'm afraid it's not enough?

Where is it really waiting for the frost to answer after saying that?

He raised his hands flat and flew out of the endless flock of crows from the beginning and end of his sleeves, chirping against the frost with his sharp claws.

The frost was shocked, pulled out the sword behind it, and cut it at the crows, but with a sound, it cut through several crows.

Is it a false trick?

" hiss--

His shoulder was torn by the sharp claws of a crow at this moment.

Looking at my bloody shoulder, how can the real pain be brought by the virtual shadow?

Fal and real. Reality is the most painful thing.

The frost couldn't help tightening the sword in his hand and waiting for it.

Crow, crow, it seems that you are really not easy to deal with.

But the crow did not attack at this moment, but the crow knife in his hand flashed and sank into the neck of a disciple of a cold city.

The crow turned around and smiled coldly and said, "My head, is there still one less person now?"

One less person, although it is still a battle, it is absolutely full of flaws.

In just a few rounds, the three people trapped in the array found the flaw of the formation and instantly recovered the disadvantage.

Without waiting for the frost to open his mouth to order, a disciple of the cold city immediately filled the array with swords and covered the flaws.

The crow suddenly said, "Shi Bei three days, the cold city is in your hands. It's really much more powerful."

But his hand did not stop and continued to insert into the chest of another large array of peripheral disciples. Seeing something wrong, the frost snorted and flew up, and the snow-white blade had stopped the crow knife.

Cong Shuang said, "The disciples here are busy. If you want to learn the skills of Hancheng, I might as well accompany you in person."

Although the crow's face smiles, it is more uncomfortable than contempt.

"Good..."

What a fast knife.

The frost only felt the wind in my ear, and the rapid crow knife had been inserted into my heart!

He quickly passed the knife and turned around and stabbed the crow with a sword.

He clearly stabbed the crow through, but saw a few dangerous black birds flying out of the wound and attacking him, but his injury had healed. As if that position had never been hurt!

The frost couldn't help but be surprised and said, "Good ability!"

The crow sneered and said, "When I came back here, I haven't seen all the six scenes of the cold city; it's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. I want to see enough today."

Yan Yueming stared at the convergence frost and made up his mind. Binglan went to help in the array, dealt with the convergence frost with the crow, and quickly turned around and said, "Five sister?"

Where is the figure of the fifth sister Binglan?

Where did the cold plums in the snow go at this moment?

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Mei Cliff.

Yang Gucheng suddenly couldn't help sighing heavily.

He said, "Master, what's wrong?"

Yang Gucheng said in the distance, "I came to this place just to keep this small garden, keep the promise of a lifetime, dream for a lifetime, and stay away from the hustle and bustle for a lifetime. I didn't think that the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind didn't stop. The cold city... has never been a clean place.

He was surprised: "Master, has anyone gone up the mountain again?"

Yang Gucheng couldn't help laughing at himself fiercely.

By chance, I had to take action again and again to maintain the cold city with my deep hatred... What on earth is this joke that makes people laugh at all over the world?

Yang Gucheng said, "Go and have a look. I'm afraid the cold city can't be kept this time!"

"Yes!"

Insert the blood into his waist, bowed his hand, and ran out of the garden.

Just out of the small round arch of the plum cliff and came to the door of the courtyard, he suddenly felt a sharp drop in the temperature in the air, followed by a plum blossom-like elegant fragrance.

"What are you doing here?"

Dugu raised his eyes. Why is it her?

Five people with wind and thunder, Xuanhan's hand is ice.

He said angrily, "I wipe it, Hancheng is my teacher. Where am I not here? Good, you witch, how dare you break into the cold city and look at the knife!"

After saying that the blood has driven his body, and the blade has cut into the snow-white neck.

His moves are still too slow for Binglan. She shook her body and easily dodged it.

Seeing that she avoided her blow, she scolded angrily, "What a witch, I had already guessed that your move must have been secretly learned in the cold city, and now it seems that it is not true! You will die!"

The Binglan looked behind Dugu's future, behind the veil, his red eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

It's useless to cry.

Youwei scolded her, cut her head, and sent it out again.

"Cry!"

A soft sound.

This is day and night, and the soft sound is heard hundreds of times every day. It is a soft sound made when the head is cut and the blood are not touched.

When he raised his head, he saw that the cutting knife had not touched the blood.

He said, "Master...you...?"

"You... why are you here..." Binglan looked at Yang Gucheng, shaking violently and sobbing.

Yang Gu's eyes were blurred, and his lips trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.

Although wearing a veil, he will never forget that even if his dream shape turns into ashes at night. Isn't this the person he has been waiting for over the years?

Yang Gucheng lost his voice and said, "Xue Jia...?"