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Bang!

The first ice sword was bombarded, and an ice ring was blown out on the spot, and the lightning became a little weaker.

Then the second channel was followed. In the middle of the shattering, it spread the power of frost, covering the lightning, intending to freeze it. The originally golden lightning suddenly turned white.

And the moment when the third ice sword hit.

Bang!

The ice sword exploded and actually exploded into an iceberg! It was completely frozen with lightning and fell heavily to the ground.

Dong!

The iceberg hit the three of them and Bai Ye, buzzing the ground.

You are very happy to see this.

"It's worthy of being the Breaking Demon Flute, it's indeed extraordinary." The white-haired ancestor also showed an incredible look.

However, Binghai's face looked a little ugly.

Obviously, using that move made him consume a lot.

"What is that?" Bai Ye stared at the flute in Binghai's hand and asked in a deep voice.

"How can you know the power of the Demonic Flute like this?" Jun Bushi said in a deep voice: "With this thing here, you can't hurt us today."

"Then I won't hurt you anymore!" Bai Ye said with a smile: "After all, it's you who are anxious now, not me. In a while, the people from the Shenji Palace will come. Once they arrive, everything will be over. You don't want to touch this Dead Dragon Sword any more. I will become a witness to prove that you are planning to die Dead Dragon Sword with ulterior motives. At that time, there is no need for me to take action, the Shenji Palace will deal with you!"

After these words, they were even more terrifying than the Heavenly Punishment Formation. The three of them were trembling with their minds and their faces were pale.

The ancestor of the Bing family, who was fighting with the four statues, turned his head suddenly and looked at the fact that there was no victory or defeat. He was immediately furious: "Binghai, you waste, what are you doing? You can't kill this person quickly, hurry up!"

"Old ancestor, I..."

"Salute to you the power of the original! Hurry!" the ancestor of the Bing family shouted.

"The power of the origin?"

Binghai trembled all over.

If this power is exerted, although it can increase the power of the Blade Flute countless times, his cultivation will disappear in the future...

This is a trick to burn the boat.

But at the moment, he has no better choice.

Just then, a sound came from behind.

"Bing Family, please use your original power to activate the Breaking Demon Flute immediately. In addition, I will do my best to pass all my strength on you to help improve the power of the Breaking Demon Flute!"

Hearing this, Binghai was stunned, turned his head and faced the serious face of the white-haired ancestor.

"Old ancestor, you..."

"Head of the Jun family, we have no time and no room for choice. Please do your best to help the Bing family release the power of the Bing family to the greatest extent. If you can't kill Bai Ye, we will lose all our lives!" said the white-haired ancestor Ning Su.

Jun Bushi is not an idiot either. He looked at the body of the Jade Girl in Jiuxiao, nodded seriously, and said in a deep voice: "Don't hesitate, start!"

"good!"

Seeing that both of them said this, Binghai gritted his teeth and threw the Biaoming Die high, and his hand slammed down, finally pressed it on his chest, making a long whistle.

"ah!"

The sound condensed with soul power, like ripples. When it was covered by the Breaking Demonic Flute, a huge divine shadow was drawn.

The divine shadow looks like a sea of ​​ice, holding the Breaking Demonic flute in his hand, and playing it in the air.
Chapter completed!
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