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"Let's go!"

One of the three leaders made a prompt suggestion, which was echoed by the other. They all looked at the man who had been pacified. "What do you think?"

"You guys have no other way out. It's too naive to think of retreating."

As if to respond to the man's mockery, the sword Qi that was covered in frost came slashing over. The leader who had made the initial suggestion was pierced through by the sword Qi and crashed onto the ground with a loud bang.

The man wielding the sword had a frigid expression on his face. With just a light swing of his sword, both Yin and Yang were reversed!

The other leader was startled. He knew it was too late to escape, but Li Cangmin had already discouraged him, so he couldn't muster up any courage. He asked the person beside him with trembling lips, "What should we do?"

The man, who was also Yang Lie, glanced at him coldly, "Why are you still hesitating? Use all of your trump cards."

He took out a round bead from his chest pocket and threw it towards Li Cangmin. With a bang, the bead exploded and thick smoke rose into the air everywhere, "This is a Raging Flames Bomb, it is equivalent to thirty bags of explosives, the opponent will be injured even if he doesn't die, it was all thanks to me."

His heart palpitated and in the blink of an eye, he saw a gigantic sword shadow, weightless as light, accurately chopping down from his head. All sounds faded away, the world was quiet, and at the last moment, all he saw was the blood-red color of the world, followed by the silence of the world.

On the other side, the thick smoke gradually dispersed, revealing Li Cangmin's sorry figure, his sword striking Yang Lie.

Yang Lie made his move ahead of him. He activated his inner force and shouted: "Five Poison Palm!"

Li Cangmin fearlessly destroyed ten thousand techniques with a single sword strike, hacking away with the Frost Sword s. He did not even need to use the《 Frostfly Sand Sword Arts》, with just his Element Building Stage and comprehension of sword arts, he could easily break the opponent's palm technique.

Yang Lie did not seem to be surprised at all, he suddenly threw out a Smoke Bomb and turned around to run.

"Murong Ling!"

"Want to run?" "He's too naive." Murong Ling dragged the person over with a smile, "The Duke of Zhenguo sent you out, and you ran away without completing your mission. How are you going to explain this to him?"

Yang Lie's pupils suddenly shrank. Evidently, she did not expect that Murong Ling would be able to see through his identity. "How did you know?"

"Ya, it's true. I was just guessing and you actually admitted to it." Murong Ling was so angry that it could kill him, "Tell me, why did the Duke of Zhenguo want to kill me? After all, I'm still her daughter. "

Yang Lie laughed arrogantly and sarcastically, "The daughter of a slut is not worthy of living in this world."

Murong Ling's expression changed, the Ghost Vine continued to slap him, "Since your mouth is so smelly, then you should die too."

Yang Lie used his inner force to conjure up a protective shield, but it was easily broken through. Just at that moment, he patted his waist, and a furry Goblin Beast suddenly jumped out.

This furry Goblin Beast was not tall, it looked like a white tiger cub, but its roar just now was accompanied by a sound wave attack. Murong Ling was caught off guard, the Spiritual Sense surged, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ling'er."

Li Cangmin immediately ran over to hug her and helped her sit down. When he looked at Yang Lie again, it was with a cold killing intent, "I didn't expect you to still be hiding it."

"Same here." Yang Lie laughed hoarsely, "Prince Qin, you are not simple either, I admit defeat."

As the two fought, the White Tiger that he summoned began to move, looking at Murong Ling with a puzzled look, it started to roar angrily. Yang Lie's face changed as he quickly took out the flute that he used to control the ant, and started to play it. The White Tiger gradually calmed down, scratching its claws and spitting out a string of wind blades towards Li Cangmin.

Li Cangmin resisted with his Imperial Sword, and with a few clangs, a few cracks appeared on the Frost Sword, but this white tiger's wind blade was actually so powerful.

His expression turned serious, and he finally became serious. His sword began to move, "Drunken Light Dream!"

It was just that for some reason, the flute suddenly stopped for an instant. Although it continued to play the flute after that, that one moment was enough to cause the White Tiger to hesitate. After being pierced by the sword shadow, its body became sluggish and its eyes started to blur.

It was as if there was a woman walking towards it from the void. She held a comb in her hand and carefully combed its thick hair. She lightly said, "Bai Bai, you didn't listen to me again today …"

The White Tiger suddenly had the illusion that it was about to cry. However, it only rolled on the ground, exposing its soft belly. Its four claws grabbed the hand of the woman, and a gentle gurgling sound came from its throat.

"You, ah, you can act so coquettishly. You don't have the slightest bit of the prestige of a Divine Beast." The woman smiled helplessly. She scratched the hair under her chin skillfully and rolled it on her belly. She narrowed her eyes in a comfortable manner.

Master...

Roar!

A furious and sorrowful roar suddenly sounded, the White Tiger's roars converged into rings after rings of light, breaking the illusions created by the sword technique. Its eyes turned red, and under its claws, the wind started to blow, Li Cangmin scratched at it.

Li Cangmin spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated a few steps. Before he could even react, the White Tiger's claws had already arrived, and just as he was about to receive the attack, Murong Ling rushed over from an unknown place to block him. A wood type barrier rose up from the ground, but under the claws, it was as weak as tofu.

"Ling'er!"

Li Cangmin's mind was shaken, his eyes burning with anger, the second level of sword style that he had been unable to comprehend suddenly opened up, "Ice and Snow!"

At this moment, the world had reversed Yin and Yang, and jumped all of a sudden, from the warm spring months to the winter months. All the trees were hung with silvery-white layers of frost, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice. Other than Murong Ling, who was being embraced by Li Cangmin, and himself, all the people and animals present were frozen in thick layers of ice, turning into a cold and hard, breathless statue.

Yes, they felt that they were already a statue without breathing, that they had given up all struggle and resistance and allowed their brain and body to fall into a deep sleep.

Wherever the snow and ice passed by, all life vanished.

His entire body was weak and powerless, but he still held onto Murong Ling tightly, as if he was holding a fragile doll, and said, "Stupid Ling'er, this king's skin is so thick, do you need to save me?"