Chapter 1047 (1/2)

Behind Chu Xingyun, a headless corpse fell there, covered with frost, and had gradually become cold.

This headless corpse is also an elder of Jiuhan palace.

Just now, Chu Xingyun forcibly killed two nine cold palace elders. Without any hesitation, he directly urged the empty God to step forward and appeared behind the nine cold palace elder.

Because of Chu Xingyun's madness, the elder of Jiuhan palace was completely stunned. He didn't immediately respond to Chu Xingyun's appearance. When she was inspired, death had already come to her head. When she caught a horizontal probe, she directly took off her head.

Tick, tick, tick

Drops of cold blood fell on the ground along Chu Xingyun's palm. The blood could not be distinguished from those of Chu Xingyun and the three elders of Jiuhan palace.

Lin Bingli looked at Chu Xingyun with wide eyes. Her heart was convulsing. She had never seen a person hurt so much that he almost drained most of the blood in his body. He was able to stand still.

”Die!” Lin Bingli bit his silver teeth, and the ancient gate of frost appeared. Without saying a word, she suddenly suppressed Chu Xingyun. She did not believe that Chu Xingyun was so badly injured that she could fight back.

Boom!

Under the pressure of the ancient gate of frost, Chu Xingyun just glanced at it and withdrew his eyes. His bloody right arm reached out to resist the ancient frost gate. But almost at the same time, his feet were pounding in the void, and his body turned into sword light, which hurt Lin Bingli's eyes.

”Go away...” Seeing this, Lin Bingli was startled to some extent, but in response to her, it was a big hand dyed with blood, which ignored the rolling cold and the power of the ancient ice gate, so she tightly clasped her neck.

”Let me get out of here, and you have the same qualification?” As soon as Chu Xingyun lifted his right hand, he held Lin Bingli high. His eyes, which were stained with blood, made Lin Bingli's heart tremble violently and his voice sobbed. He didn't know how to open his mouth.

At this time, two people's side, bursts of roar burst open.

In the field of vision, there are more than 100 icy auras, converging into a rolling tide, and finally exploding abruptly, which instantly submerges ten yin-yang sword slaves, even the breath.

For a moment, the frost gradually dissipated, and there appeared a deep hole in the land where the spiritual power was raging. In the cave, a corpse was lying there in a row, dead and miserable.

In the central position, the trace of ten yin-yang sword slaves disappeared completely, as if they had never existed.

”Eighty strong men of yin and Yang were all killed in battle, and you were left alone. Chu Xingyun, what are you going to take to save liushuixiang?” Lin Bingli came back to his senses and burst out laughing wildly.

Lin Bingli didn't pay attention to the death of 3000 Jiuhan palace disciples. He ignored them completely. He only cared about the remains of the sword slaves who fell in the cave. His whole face became distorted and met the deep eyes of Chu Xingyun.

Of the 18 elders of Jiuhan palace, she was the only one left, and the other 17 were all dead.