The man in the blue robe looked coldly, his eyes were a kind of domineering and cold looking at the world.

It seemed that these people were just a bunch of ants in his eyes, and they were nothing at all.

Of course, his breath is very weak.

Obviously, the man in the blue robe deliberately hid his breath.

In the face of this turbulent situation, the strength of the breath will only make oneself a target of public criticism, and the more low-key at the moment, the less it will become a focus of firepower.

The rough man stared at the blue-robed man coldly.

The souls here also gathered.

Although the blue-robed men showed great power and might make them jealous, but the temptation of Hongbing made them irresistible.

Who doesn't want to be a master?

Who doesn't want to master the infinity road?

Now, the opportunity is here!

Perhaps this opportunity is accompanied by endless danger, but in this world, which opportunity is not a little dangerous?

These souls are all thoughts like this.

So they are here.

But the ink red blade is different.

She discovered that these souls were not people who went to the mountain, most of them were attracted to the mountain by the news of Hongbing's present world.

They don't even know how terrifying the Mount Shenshan is.

Mo Hongblade couldn't help backing, hiding aside, looking at this side.

But at this moment, she suddenly realized something and looked tremblingly in all directions.

Only then realized...At this moment, there are actually several great abilities watching here.

The blue-robed man also knew that he was being targeted by other powers, but he was helpless, the rough man was killed in front of him, and he had no other way to go if he didn't make a move.

This is the end of the matter, and I can only do my best to fight.

He has to show great strength to frighten these great abilities so that they can dispel the thought of himself.

"You will die miserably!"

The blue-robed man took a deep breath and said hoarsely.

"Then try it."

The rough man shouted loudly: "Brothers! Come on, kill this person, and we will have a great soldier!"

"kill!"

Everyone's eyes were full of greed, and they rushed up with a roar.

Various bizarre spells were generated, swaying toward this end fiercely.

But in the eyes of the blue-robed man, these spells seemed to pose no threat at all.

He didn't even move to avoid the action, just staring silently at the attacking magic technique, then raised his hand and gently waved at the terrifying magic technique...

Wow!

The strong wind blows.

The cold is biting.

The terrifying cold wind froze the void.

As for the horror magic spells and sword qi that flew in, they were all frozen.

"what?"

The ink red blade was frightened.

After all, it is Hong Bing, and the strength is really outstanding.

However, the rough men obviously didn't intend to let it go.

They growled and rushed towards the blue-robed man.

"A group of ants who don't know the so-called! Dare to provoke the deity? The deity wants you all to freeze to death!"

The blue-robed man was furious, and directly raised his fan again and waved at these souls.

call!

call!

call!

call……

A horrible cold wind blows.

These souls dodge and fled.

But no matter how fast they are, they have no effect in the face of these cold winds, and they cannot dodge in time.

Soon, five people were frozen into ice sculptures...

The blue-robed man wanted to wave the Xuanbing fan again, freezing the rough man who rushed forward into an ice sculpture.

However... he just moved, about to urge the Xuanbing fan.

Puff!

The blue-robed man suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his entire face was suddenly pale and his body trembled.

Of course, the most important thing is that his mood around his body also fluctuates.

Everyone was surprised.

The rough man was overjoyed and shouted: "Hahaha, he really is injured! He really is injured! Hahahaha!"

After finishing speaking, the rough man looked fierce and slashed directly at the blue robe man's forehead.

"Asshole!!!"

The blue-robed man was furious, holding the Xuanbing fan and blocking the sharp sword.

Cang Dang!

Li Jian was broken on the spot.

No matter how sharp the sword is and how terrifying the strength of the sword is, it still can't match the Xuanbing Fan.

After all, it is a great soldier...

The blade broke, but the power still spread to the blue-robed man along the Xuanbing fan.

The blue robe man trembled slightly.

The rough man seized the opportunity and thumped his punch.

But the strength of the blue-robed man is really strong, even at this point in time, he still did not confuse himself, but smashed it with a backhand punch.

boom! !

The rough man flew out on the spot, his punching arm was shattered on the spot, and he fell heavily to the ground, almost unable to stand up.

At the same time, the rest of the souls rushed over.

People madly attacked the blue-robed man.

The blue-robed man fought back desperately.

Whirring whirring……

Xuanbing fan kept waving.

The fists of horror continued to kill in turns.

In the end, it was the strong man who had won the Hong Bing, and his strength was really strong. These culled souls were directly killed by the blue-robed man, causing countless casualties.

But the blue-robed man himself had already been injured before, and he would consume a lot of energy to deal with these people, and his condition was very bad.

But finally all these bugs were solved.

The blue-robed man raised the fan and froze the last soul-bearer to death, then closed the fan, exhaling fiercely, and wanted to return to recuperation.

But at this moment, the soul person behind the blue robe man suddenly yelled: "Master, be careful!!"

The blue-robed man stunned suddenly and turned his head to look around, only to find that the rugged man was standing next to him for some time, and at the same time, he slammed his fist on his chest.

Boom! ! !

The man in the blue robe was directly hammered out, and he rolled on the ground dozens of times before he stopped. His chest was cracked directly, **** and bloody, and a lot of blood was spit out from his mouth.

"what?"

Many souls who are paying attention here are all dumbfounded.

Mo Red Blade was even more stunned.

what happened?

Isn't this guy injured just now? Why is it like a okay person now?

And... is he so tough?

Mo Hongyan was frightened and looked at the rough man.

I saw his broken hand, which has begun to heal slowly now...

Feelings... This rough man is always hiding his strength...

"Ahem..."

The blue-robed man stood up while coughing.

The rough man hummed coldly, and attacked him again.

"Die to me! Miscellaneous!"

The man in the blue robe roared, holding the Xuanbing fan with a sharp wave.

咵嚓!

The rough man was instantly frozen by the cold wind and turned into an ice sculpture.

But... this does not mean the end.

Looking at the other end, another figure appeared, desperately rushing towards the blue-robed man, terrible energy began to pour...

That is the rough man.

The feelings are frozen... is his clone!