Chapter 118

The voice of lance sounded in the sea of knowledge of Lou Muyan.

She turned white and glanced at Lance. She couldn't hear the meaning of fear of Mingxiu in the fox's voice. Instead, she was full of banter.

"Woman, don't let other men close to you three steps in the future."

Then Mingxiu's magnetic, clear and pleasant voice also spread to Lou Muyan's sea of knowledge.

As soon as she looked up, she looked at her deep eyes like obsidian, which were vaguely angry.

Lou Mu Yan's lips slightly raised an arc. This guy is really stingy.

"He is my teacher. You should solve the others first."

Mingxiu's wanton flying red clothes swayed gently. He was not in a good mood and took back his attention on lance.

He swept away the seven sword sect and two shape demons, "take out your cards and try your best to fight with me. If you win, Tianhan Jinjing is yours."

How arrogant the tone should be, how arrogant it should be, and how arrogant it should be.

"Ha ha! That's interesting."

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from outside the cave, and the sound was getting closer and closer. Finally, it was deafening. Several sword King level disciples covered their ears in pain.

Lou Mu Yan knew the mental power in the sea and immediately formed an air. She turned all her hands and pressed down the voice like a magic spell. Her eyes focused on the three figures standing in the air in the cave.

The leader was a young man with elegant appearance, followed by a woman in yellow and a masked man in green.

"Eight order demon repair." Lou Mu's eyes sank.

The arrival of the three demons stopped the fight between the people and demons in the cave. When several sword masters swept the man's accomplishments, their eyes were shocked.

"Meet the ice Lord." the two demons who besieged Mingxiu were stunned when they saw the three demons coming. Obviously, they were surprised, but they didn't dare to hesitate to come forward and worship.

The leading elegant man was holding a feather fan, with a gentle scholar temperament, and he couldn't hang up with the shape demon repair.

His eyes were indifferent, but he swept at random, which made people feel cold.

"Take out the Tianhan Jinjing in whose hand, the emperor wants it." his tone was faint, as if he was just saying something irrelevant and important.

At this time, the sword families of the top ten families in the air fell to one side one after another. The elegant demon Xiu was a whole step higher than them, and they didn't dare to move at all.

"What a big tone, what if I say no?" Mingxiu's voice was cold, but his pride did not converge.

Hearing the emperor's words, Yezhan and lance were silent at a glance.

The refined ice master was stunned for a moment, and several sneers sounded: "it's interesting that a human friar with the strength of the sword sect dared to call himself in front of the emperor."

"Interesting? I think it's boring." there was no fear in Mingxiu's eyes, as if the difference between them was nothing.

"Good! Have personality, I like it." the ice Lord looked around Mingxiu with interest, not only not angry, but also with some appreciation, "take off your mask and let me see it. If you look as handsome as the emperor, it's OK for Han Jinjing to reward you that day."

"..." Lou Muyan felt the constant overflow of cold air from Mingxiu's body and couldn't help but smoke at the corners of his mouth. The monster was a broken sleeve.

"I still lack a flying mount. The descendants of ancient bingluan can make do with one or two." Mingxiu's deep black eyes are filled with cold, and his mouth overflows with a clear and evil smile: "what do you think?"

The smile in the ice Lord's eyes was lost and replaced by ice cold.

The evil man not only knew that he was the descendant of ancient bingluan, but also wanted to take him as a mount. It was really shameless, which also made him angry.

"Hiss!" a man and a woman behind the ice Lord and the two demon Xiu couldn't help taking a breath when they heard Mingxiu's words.

This human swordsman is really bold. Ice Lord looks bookish on the surface, but his temperament is very changeable and cruel.

At this time, in their eyes, meditation is no doubt equal to the dead.

"If you want to take the emperor as a mount, show some skills. The emperor wants to take you back to the cave for double cultivation. Such beauties are rare." the ice Lord has a cool look in his eyes, but his mouth is very cheap.

"The place here is too small. How about we go out to fight?" Mingxiu doesn't care about the life and death of others, but he is afraid that a war with this eighth order demon Xiu will affect Lou Muyan and her brother.

The ice Lord glanced at the human friars below and smiled: "being soft hearted is not a good problem. I have to change with the emperor in the future."

"I'm too lazy to whet my mouth with you and fight!" there was a strong sense of war in Mingxiu's eyes. After he was promoted, he always wanted to fight with people or demons at the sword respect level, and the smelly bird came to the door.

Vaguely exchanged a look with Lou Muyan, and the dark repair "Xiu" turned into a red light and went straight to the hole.

"Woman, be careful, wait for the Buddha to come back." with the red light disappearing into the cave, the voice of Mingxiu also sounded in Lou Muyan's ear.

She frowned, with some worry in her face. It was really difficult for Ming Xiu, the cultivation of the middle level sword sect, to predict the outcome of the demon cultivation at the beginning of the eighth level.

The ice Lord is not an ordinary monster. Like Mo Yan, he is a royal monster. Although it is a little worse than the blood of the spirit eater, it is absolutely powerful.

The ice master Ming Xiu disappeared in the blink of an eye, his lips showed interest, and a flash turned into a blue light and disappeared into the cave.

The remaining men and women looked at each other. This time they invited the ice Lord to seize the cold gold crystal. Who knows that the ice Lord who is out of tune is interested in a human man, and they dare not pull out their teeth.

"Mo Yan, who do you think is stronger between Mingxiu and the ice master?" Lou Muyan asked Mo Yan.

Mo Yan raised his eyelids, and his voice was still faint: "it should be Ming Xiu."

Lou Muyan smiled with a teasing tone: "the bird may not be interested in Mingxiu after seeing Mo Yan. Broken sleeves can better communicate with the same race."

"Idiot woman." Mo Yan couldn't help scolding for the first time. Then he closed his eyes and ignored Lou Muyan. This woman really deserved to be beaten.

"Pooh!" Lou Muyan liked to see the cold Mo Yan change his face and couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

"Swallow tianmang, in addition to the man in red getting the Tianhan gold crystal, did those two also grab it?" the beautiful woman in yellow who followed the ice Lord raised her bright wrist and pointed her fingertips in the direction of Yezhan and Lance.

The Yin soft demon Xiu nodded and looked at them with greed. "They grabbed one."

The woman's face showed a gorgeous smile, looked at the man in green and masked around her, and then flew out together towards Yezhan.

After the ice master left, the monster at the bottom also dispersed all the pressure that pressed them, roared and bit the disciples of the ten families.

Lou Muyan was curious about the battle between Mingxiu and the ice Lord. He raised his step and wanted to have a look. Unexpectedly, after moving a few steps, he saw several people in black rushing in from the outside.

She suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of foreboding in her heart. These people were too murderous to rob Tianhan Jinjing.

Sure enough, the men looked for a circle in the cave. When they saw her, their eyes showed endless murderous spirit. They rushed through a hole and surrounded her. (sorry, there's something urgent in the last three days, double watch, and then resume the third watch!)