Chapter 9 Battle on the Roof

The soft sword of the silkworm was brushed and completely bounced away. The cold light-like sharpness made the swordsman's heart lingering. With the moment when the silkworm soft sword bounced off, the swordsman retreated sharply, and the ice sword in his hand fell together. The ice true air overflowed from the tip of the sword, and a simple sky curtain was completed at this moment.

At this time, the butterfly dance did not advance and retreated, and the sword in his hand suddenly became as hard as steel. From top to bottom, a sword was drawn from the sky above the sky laid by the sword clan, and the cold sky was like a piece of broken paper, shattered.

The butterfly dance is really strong. With this sword, it cuts through the canopy. If Uncle Xiao marries such a woman, it is estimated that Uncle Xiao can only escape. However, although the swordsman thought so, their hands were not idle. The long sword in their hands trembled repeatedly, and the ice radiated from the tip of the sword like raindrops. In the blink of an eye when the butterfly dance cut through the sky, a pile of ice cones have appeared unevenly in front of the butterfly dance.

Butterfly Dance's hand is not idle at all. Looking at the posture, it will never stop without splitting the sword clan, which gives the sword clan a deeper understanding of the Great Qin Empire. At the same time, it can't help but feel sad for a person who is about to tragedy. Meng Hua Xianping.

The face of the butterfly dance was covered with a layer of frost, and the whole body was even more chilly. The silkworm soft sword in his hand quickly pricked the ice cone shot by the sword clan. This bun was really cruel. The silkworm soft sword only greeted the ice cone. For a while, ice cubes and ice crumbs kept flying like snowflakes. Some jingling sounds in the dark sky.

The swordsman's hands fell and used all their strength, and the snow under their feet was traceless; the ice blade in their hands was continuous, and the ice blade in their hands launched one after another of cold ice. And this side of the butterfly dance face was tight, and the silkworm soft sword in his hand was like a Green machine gun, swung straight to the ice cone condensed by the sword clan.

One demolition, one increase, the speed of adding bricks and tiles of the sword clan is naturally unspeakable, but the speed of the butterfly dance to dismantle the ice cone is not at all lower than anyone. However, the gap between the middle of the eighth layer of Shuntianjing and the peak of the ninth layer of Shuntianjing is gradually revealed at this time, and the thickness of the ice cone of the sword clan has been decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, the sword clan was a little anxious. To be honest, the butterfly dance and he really had no grievances. He really couldn't bear to kill the killer. No matter from which aspect, the butterfly dance were all the elders of the rivers and lakes, not to mention that he also saved himself with the welcome team of the Qin Empire when he was under the butterfly phoenix Mountain.

"Let's make a kill." A voice came out in the ears of the sword clan at this time.

"Ah?" The swordsman hesitated and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Let's make a kill." The words came out in the ears of the swordsman again, and the swordsman finally heard it clearly this time. Who said this? The first reaction of the sword clan is to cast Jian Zhang Ping.

The swordsman raised the ice blade in his hand and added a few moves: "Why?"

"This woman is going to kill." As soon as the long-lost Zhu Jianzhang's words fell, the swordsman only felt that the air around them suddenly looked like a huge freezer, covering themselves in it, and the cold true air suddenly cracked into a handful of cold knives.

"Is this?" One after another cold knife scraped from the side of the sword clan. Fortunately, the sword clan's eyes and hands were quick. One sword on the left and right smashed those flying blades that almost flew over. In a short period of time, the sword clan had produced a whole forty-eight swords, which shows how many ice blades existed around the sword clan's body.

The swordsman's hand turned quickly, and the cold blade suddenly stabbed back from the left armpit of the swordsman, hitting a flying blade behind the swordsman.

"Control me. If it goes on like this, you will die sooner or later." As soon as Zhang Ping finished speaking, the sword clan suddenly felt as if he was out of control. Suddenly, a great force came from the ice blade in his hand. With the proficiency of the sword clan, this force was far beyond his control, and he had a very familiar feeling for this power sword clan. The ten floors of the realm of Shuntian are at least at its peak. What's going on? Of course, the swordsman himself doesn't understand.

I don't understand the butterfly dance outside. The huge thing like a super freezer covering the sword clan is actually a huge canopy box composed of six canopies, and the things in this box that exude cold air like a wind blade are sharp weapons for killing people. Countless wind blades are under the control of the butterfly dance, and the people in the sky box with cold air continue to launch this attack, scattering, condensing, scattering and condensing. Unless they are injecting true qi, the wind blade in the sky box is simply endless and will never stop.

In fact, I just want the swords to surrender and compromise, but the young owner of the Mo Villa is really versatile. The ice cone is as easy to throw out as throwing garbage, and it is not so easy to break the ice cone. This means that the attack is always more tiring than defense. It is the same one. Reason. That's why I made this move.

However, the situation in the sky box soon made the butterfly dance in a cold sweat. A strong true spirit emerged from the sword clan. The "Dingling" silkworm soft sword emitted a deep moan. The sword is spiritual, and the ice sword is no exception. Naturally, the silkworm soft sword is the same. The deep moan made the butterfly dance almost collapse, and his face was already expressionless. Suddenly, it was like something that had done to me, and suddenly it was completely terminated. The butterfly dance shook and stayed on the spot.

The silkworm soft sword in the hand of the butterfly dance was a little disobedient, and the swordsman in the curtain seemed to suddenly beat chicken blood. The swordsman in the sky exuded a very strong aura all over his body. The second-level true spirit and the sharp eyes made the butterfly dance outside the sky feel weak.

"The cold blade is cut." The sword patriarch in the sky shouted, and the ice storm lifted above the sword clan's head rushed straight to the butterfly dance in an instant. It was deafening with a bang. The sky curtain of the butterfly dance collapsed, like broken glass, making a crisp sound.

The sky curtain dispersed, but the storm formed by the cold blade did not stop at all. The fast-spinning ice storm, with countless broken tiles and bricks below, rushed straight towards the butterfly dance. This made the butterfly dance tremble.

However, in front of this sudden situation, the butterfly dance still showed the quality that a master should have. The silkworm soft sword in his hand stroked casually, and a simple canopy came into being, regardless of whether the canopy was useful or not, the body of the butterfly dance flashed directly to the side. Under the urgency, the butterfly dance is already five arms away.

"It's up to you." Zhu Jian Zhangping's words came to the ears of the sword clan again. During this speaking period, the sword clan had taken back control of their bodies. Holding the ice blade tightly with both hands, the sword clan stared at the butterfly dance in the distance.

"That must not be your real body just now." The butterfly dance stood on the corner of the eaves and said coldly.

"Why?" The swordsman felt a little strange. Generally speaking, no matter how powerful the inference of Niu 13 is, it can't detect strange things in such a fast time.

"The feeling of true qi is different. The skill of breaking through the sky just now is not the ice attribute true qi, but the water attribute true qi." The butterfly dance looked at the Swordsman confidently.

Only then did the swordsmen think of this stubble. The martial arts of casting swords and Zhangping are basically water attributes. As for the true qi, it is also the water attribute, and the ice attribute is an exception. The most obvious feeling is temperature. Although the true qi of water attributes can sometimes condense into ice, the temperature of the freezing point is absolutely below zero. Within ten degrees, and the temperature of the ice is definitely below zero 30 degrees. Otherwise, how can you turn the drink in the glass into ice cubes in an instant when you are in the king's city?

And this is exactly the standard that the butterfly dance can judge. This is also the biggest difference between the water attribute skill of casting swords and the ice attribute skill of the sword clan.

"What did the owner of the butterfly dress think?" Looking at the butterfly dance, the swordsman naturally felt a little unsent.

"The sword is romantic." The butterfly dance shook his teeth and said affirmatively.

The sword clan was speechless and really a little ashamed: "This sword in my hand."

The butterfly dance sneered: "The ice blade has been controlled by the ice attribute warrior since this sword. Don't I know what the sword style is?"

"I didn't say it was my grandfather."

"Who is that? At the peak of the ten-story of Shuntian Realm, he is not an ordinary awesome man. When the butterfly dance thought of the peak of the tenth level of Shuntianjing, the butterfly dance couldn't help but be nervous. As a warrior at the peak of the ninth level of Shuntian Realm, coupled with his many years of fighting with swords and romantic people, Butterfly Dance naturally understands what kind of horrible existence the tenth floor of Shuntian Realm is. Thinking of this, the silkworm soft sword in the butterfly dance's hand was really soft and speechless, completely convinced.

"What the door owner said doesn't know. Isn't the door owner going to fight? Let's continue." After saying that, the cold ice blade in his hand stroked to the sky, and the moon blade-like true spirit flew towards the butterfly dance. The silkworm soft sword in the butterfly dance's hand did not tremble like moaning at all of just now, and suddenly returned to normal, which made the butterfly dance more affirmation. Someone secretly helped the Soege sword clan. The silkworm soft sword, which was no longer trembling, suddenly hit the true air that flew over in the hands of the butterfly dance as if it had regained its usual self-confidence. In the blink of an eye, the truth disappeared.

The swordsman was not surprised at all. Dieyiwu was more sure in her heart: "Who was the young hero just now?"

"No one,"

"Don't say, the young man doesn't want to leave today." The silkworm soft sword in the hand of the butterfly dance stabbed the sword clan.

With a 'ding' sound. The ice blade in the hand of the sword clan blocked the sword stabbed by the butterfly dance in the shortest time and with the smallest force. Sword clan: "The canopy just now consumed a lot of the true spirit of the doorkeeper.