Faced with Rong Jing's concession, Su Yin did not say a word, but slowly raised the hand that was covering the wound, and placed the bloody hands in front of him again. With a slight tremor, he activated his spiritual power again without hesitation, and slowly uttered a spell. His posture of being determined to fight Rong Jing to the end made even the disciples in the audience feel frightened, and invisibly, their evaluation of Su Yin rose to a higher level.
Seeing Su Yin so stubborn, Rong Jing didn't say anything. He stretched out his right hand, and the sword that was tightly inserted into the ground suddenly began to tremble. The next moment, the sword rose from the ground and flew quickly into Rong Jing's hand. Rong Jing took advantage of the situation to retract the sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Su Yin again.
Su Yin pretended not to hear anything, muttering something to himself. As he uttered the spell continuously, blue light emanated from in front of him.
"Nine Nether Curse, it's the Nine Nether Curse." The disciples below looked at the blue light that was constantly emitted and suddenly shouted out. Seeing the origin of Su Yin's move, the disciples below immediately talked to each other, and Rong Jing's eyes flashed. It seems that you still have some ability. Okay, very good, let him put a final end to all this.
A long string of spells was uttered continuously, and white light began to emanate from under Su Yin's feet. The faint blue light kept flashing between Su Yin's hands. He aimed at Rong Jing's figure, but Su Yin lightly tapped his feet. The next moment, he really took off into the air and passed over to Rong Jing. The smile on Rong Jing's mouth became even wider. He held the sword in front of him, his eyes fixed on Su Yin who was swooping down on him.
Closer and closer, Rong Jing stared at the girl who kept approaching him without blinking. Jueli also emitted a hint of coldness at this moment, preparing for the coming battle. Today, let all this end once and for all. Although Su Yin was in a mess at this time, the determination in her eyes remained unchanged as she approached Rong Jing step by step.
The blue light in Su Yin's hands became increasingly dazzling. Rong Jing's fingers were sharp and sharp. Su Yin's speed was extremely fast. His hands, shimmering with blue light, were about to be placed on Rong Jing's chest. Rong Jing was concentrating on preparing to counterattack, but the next moment, Su Yin's face suddenly changed. He immediately changed direction and attacked Rong Jing's left side...
boom----
There was a loud bang, and the next moment Su Yin's figure flew out, drawing a bloody arc in the sky.
"Su Yin~" Rong Jing shouted. After encountering this sudden change, he was also greatly surprised. Seeing Su Yin's figure flying out like a kite with a broken string, he couldn't help but move his body and flew up to hug the woman tightly in his arms in the air.
At this moment, the circular barrier protecting the Holy Cold Mountain also showed signs of breaking. Huge spirit stones came from nowhere and fell from the sky one after another. The huge spirit stones kept bombarding and smashed huge pits on the ground. At this time, black figures from the Zhou Dynasty of Holy Cold Mountain also began to rush out.
The sudden change seemed to happen in an instant. The disciples of Shenghan Mountain were instantly faced with a great enemy. They woke up from the competition one after another and hurriedly fought against the enemy under the command of the third master Daosong. Many white-clothed disciples and black-clothed men joined forces, and the sound of the struggle incited Shenghan.
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