Immortal Sword Master

Rushing all the way to where the sound came, he was attacked by two more snowmen. [[? {<

But meaningless, these weird existences didn't even have the right to stop him for a second.

But ten minutes later, Lin Xin came to a wide square where his voice came out.

In the middle of the square is a fountain filled with ice and snow, and a young monk wearing a green robe is hung on a twisted statue inside.

"People in Bihu Mountain !?" Lin Xin glanced at him, suddenly shocked.

The monk was a young man, his eyes widened, his nose and mouth bleeding, and he had all been wiped out.

The whole body was hung on one of the hands of the statue, which had been frozen by the snow and cold, motionless.

Lin Xin walked over, the sword shadow flashed, and the body suddenly fell from his arm and fell into the snow.

He stepped forward and examined it carefully.

Opening the hem of the corpse's robe, three white threads are clearly embroidered on it.

"The third-order monk, Jin Dan."

Lin Xin squinted his eyes. The monk of Jindan period could strengthen himself with the true energy of danqi. Even if he could not use the technique, his physique and strength were at least 50 points.

A snowman like that before will not exceed thirty o'clock, and it is absolutely impossible to kill a Jindan monk so easily.

After at least a siege, it was all right.

Reaching out and groping in the arms of the monk, Lin Xin turned out a small cone-shaped thing, turquoise, with a red fish with a single horn inscribed on the outside.

After holding it in his hand, Lin Xin tapped lightly, and the ruby ​​cone suddenly vibrated, like a tuning fork, producing some kind of invisible wave that floated far away.

"Yuan Yuansheng! Are you still alive !!!?"

Soon a gasping voice came out of the cone.

"I am the lord nearby, the third true biography of Castle Peak, let the team leader talk to me." Lin Xinxun reported himself.

There was silence, and a murmur immediately appeared, and soon Feng Huai's voice came out.

"Is it Brother Lin ?!" He seemed very tired. "I didn't expect you to come. I'm afraid I need your help here."

"where are you?"

Lin Xin frowned.

"About two miles northeast of your position."

Handling the corpse, Lin Xin's figure suddenly increased, and he drifted toward the northeast like smoke.

After a while, a melee battlefield slowly appeared in front.

On the street between the two buildings.

A large number of snowmen and monks in green robes were entangled and killed each other. Snow powder was chopped everywhere. The monk's blood spewed out from time to time, and the air froze in the air and fell to the ground.

On the wide street, Feng Huai is fighting a big snowman with a body that is four meters high and densely packed with more than ten arms.

He cut it out with a knife, and each knife could leave deep cutting marks on the snowman.

He can even cut his arm.

But to no avail, it took only a few seconds for the Big Snowman to recover where it was cut. The fallen limb can grow into a slightly smaller snowman in just a few seconds and pounce on others.

Lin Xin glanced to the ground. Seven or eight people were lying dead on the snow.

The remaining five or six people are also struggling to support.

These snowmen could not be killed at all, and their limbs would grow even more.

"One fifth-order, the rest are either fourth-order or third-order. What about the other fifth-order lords?"

Lin Xin was puzzled, but still put down his body and walked towards Fenghuai.

"Brother Feng, I'll help you!"

He exclaimed.

Feng Huai also looked happy when he came over.

He is not the fifth order of pure blood, in this area where the technique is restricted. You can only rely on your hard-working swordsmanship and the strong physical support of the fifth-order immortal.

But even so, it was just a deadlock for less than ten minutes, and it was in trouble.

"Brother Lin, save people! These are the fifth-tier Yeti Wang family guards! If you can't fight, let's withdraw!"

Lin Xin sent out two swords in a row to break up the snowmen.

He jumped easily and flashed over the dobby snowman.

Polar State is instantly turned on and off.

After the blade rang, the multi-armed snowman collapsed suddenly and fiercely, with more than ten arms on it breaking at the same time and crashing to the ground.

Feng Huai took the opportunity to get away.

Taking advantage of the recovery time of the multi-armed snowman, Lin Xin gave a sword in the front and severely fell in the middle of his waist.

A violent force was immediately transmitted from the yeti's waist, and the overwhelming reaction force almost shakes off his right hand holding the sword.

"It's really fifth-order! Not low!"

With anxiety in his heart, Lin Xinxun took the exhausted tree, covering the other team members, and evacuated.

Blood slowly flowed down Song Danhao's forehead.

He tried to keep his eyes wide open, staring at the tall snowman panting heavily.

The black knife condensed by the black gas in his hand was deeply piercing the snowman's heart at this moment.

On one side, Lin Yaoyang, Xu Ling, Gong Shang Bai Yu, all three were wounded, their clothes were damaged, and they were extremely embarrassed.

Huh!

Pull out the black knife.

This infinitely reborn snowman finally fell to the ground.

A black, translucent crystal was strikingly mounted on the tip of the black knife.

"This is the tears of Yeti King?"

Song Danhao flashed a noun in his mind.

The four of them tried their best, and various secret methods emerged endlessly, delaying for more than an hour.

This finally managed to kill the two-meter-high snowman. If it wasn't for Lin Yaoyang's last full delay and entanglement, he wouldn't necessarily be able to find the core crystals that are constantly dispersing in the snowman.

"This should be the pure crystal that can enhance the power of the soul in the legend, the tears of Yeti King!"

Song Danhao pulled out the crystal and sighed.

"Soul power? This one can also be directly improved?" Lin Yaoyang said suddenly.

"Of course, if so," Song Danhao did not finish, but there was another voice suddenly connected.

"If there is a certain kind of dedication to guide the soul, a special treasure will be produced that can enhance the strength of the soul."

A gentle calm voice came from far away.

"Who!?"

The four were suddenly shocked and looked away from the sound.

Huh!

I saw dozens of breaking sounds. A gentleman with four ears jumped gently from the building on the side.

With him were masked monks in white gold robes.

"Si Haixian Mountain !!"

Song Danhao's eyes narrowed sharply, he recognized this kind of robes.

Sihai Mountain, one of the class gates that Qiu Shijie has heard of, is also the second-largest power in the world.

Compared to the Shenluo where he once stayed, it is simply the gap between ants and elephants.

The visitor is not good!

All four hearts sank.

The four-eared man smiled slightly. Looking at the black crystal that fell into Song Danhao's hands.

"If this Taoist is willing to give me the tears of the Snowman King, I will lead the brothers of Sihai Xianshan, and I will definitely give some Taoists a good reward when I return.

The monks around him, more than a dozen people surrounded the four with some covertness, implying a state of threat.

Song Danhao took a deep breath and was about to speak.

Hey!

Suddenly a white light flickered over him.

Huh!

The four-eared man shot abruptly, blocking his right cheek, where a burst of white light spots burst out of thin air.

"What the **** are you ?! We got it so hard that you want to take it in a single sentence? Is there such a cheap thing in the world?"

Lin Yaoyang couldn't help sneering.

The four-eared man was not angry, pinching the white light spot between his fingers, but his face was slightly surprised.

"Wing Star Clan's Purifying Power ?!"

He raised his head, his eyes suddenly fell on Lin Yaoyang. Looking at the other person's pretty face, he was in good shape.

There is also the power of pure blood.

"Jiu Wen's legendary chanting star purification power is extremely powerful, but today I want to see what kind of imperious method."

He burst into laughter, a gleam of eagerness and murderous flickering under his eyes.

With a rush of miles, the crowd left the city center, and the snowman behind him gradually disappeared.

All monks in Bihu Mountain collapsed to the ground one by one, panting heavily.

"Thank you for coming this time!" Feng Huai sat on the ground with a grin, grinning bitterly.

"The energy storm shattered all the godly concerns. We are now completely isolated here, and then when we are operating in the city, we suddenly encounter these undead snowmen guards. If this operation were not for Brother Lin, it would be true The whole army will be wiped out. "

"The same children are welcome. What is this place exactly?" Lin Xin waved his hand, and just came in contact with the multi-armed snowman. He obviously felt that the guy was much stronger than the Void Demon he had previously killed.

With his more than 8,000 attributes, he felt shocked with a sword and had an undead body.

He clearly saw that the arms that had been chopped to the ground by him all turned into new snowmen.

Don't say Feng Huai, even if he shot it himself, he might not be able to help each other.

"Here is the Snowman King City, a distant void outside the realm, an extremely mysterious and strange ethnic King City." Feng Huai sighed.

"I've only seen it in the records before, I didn't expect to actually meet this time."

"What is the mission of that gate of Yeti King City?" Lin Xin wondered.

"Find the courage of the Yeti King and bring it back." Feng Huai answered immediately. "This is a 5,000-contribution mission. Sure enough, such a generous contribution point is not easy to get."

"The courage of the Yeti King? What now?" Lin Xin asked, frowning.

"We need support. There are Wangjia Yeti everywhere. This monster is at least five levels and immortal. The more and more it fights, it is no longer our scope."

Another monk interjected.

"Brother Hong said it well, we have done our best, and now the situation has passed the scope we are dealing with." Feng Huai helplessly said. "And, I suspect that we were under siege, there is a good chance that there are two other teams secretly writing."

"You mean Sihaixianshan and Huanhai Polar?" A monk couldn't help it.

"Good." Feng Huai nodded.

"How dare they !?"

Some monks suddenly got angry and said.

"It must be the four-eared monster!" Feng Huai guessed, his face also appeared cold. "I will go back and report to Master Bingming ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Sihaixianshan, the magical sea polar, it seems they have forgotten who is the real hegemon in this world!"

"Can there be evidence?" Lin Xin asked suddenly.

As soon as this remark came, not only Feng Huai laughed, but the monks who heard it also laughed.

"My man in Bihu Mountain still needs evidence if he pleads guilty?"

"No one dares not give me an explanation! Sihaixianshan, hehe!"

"I said that the four-eared monster was very polite. It turned out to be mischievous."

Each of them did not even look at the two gates at all.

Lin Xin's heart froze. This was the first time he had seen the arrogance of the disciples of Bihushan.

"What if they don't admit it? What about direct resistance?" He asked again.

"That's better, I am Monk Bihushan outside, there are benefits of cutting first and then playing!" Feng Huai sneered. (To be continued.) 8 Enable new URL