As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

"boom!"

The vital energy was surging, and the sword light slashed on the black and white millstone. A roar was heard, and the millstone was split into two after barely blocking it for a moment. The murderous energy and fierce murderous intent rushed towards him.

Seeing this scene, Bai Anpin felt disheartened.

The Immortal Demon Creation Art was never cultivated. Not to mention that the Taoist species were dependent on each other for life and death, even the immortal energy and demonic energy could not blend together. The millstone that was barely gathered was easily cut in half by a knife, and was not even a match for the enemy.

There was nothing he could do to save the situation.

He could only hold Xu Luo tightly in his arms, use the remaining energy to condense an energy shield, and wait for the sword to fall.

"Cheng!"

The knife flashed and the sharp sound of clashing swords was heard.

The vital energy was surging, the sword energy was raging, and the wind and snow were blowing all over the sky.

The place where Bai Anpin was standing suddenly turned into a sea of white, and then another flash of knife light followed.

Then there was an endless stream of sword lights.

The sword lights were more domineering and heavier than the last, and the murderous aura was overwhelming. The swords swept across the sky, shattering the void and the snow, blocking everyone's sight...

There was silence on the snowfield.

Everyone was shocked by the strength displayed by Huangfu Mingyao.

Who would have thought.

Huangfu Mingyao, who was frightened by Ji Wudao and fled to Beiyuan, turned out to be such a terrifying person.

The terrifying murderous aura contained in the sword light was enough to scare any Tongxuan realm cultivator.

"Attack him and he will rescue her. She is using Xu Luo to force Chen Zhian to show up."

An elderly monk in the crowd sighed in a low voice: "This woman's mind and strength are both top-notch. She must have seen through Chen Zhian's strengths and weaknesses and is sure of victory..."

"boom!"

The last ray of knife light fell.

It was as if the sword lights that had been slashed out previously instantly merged into one.

The overwhelming evil spirit formed a terrifying tornado, and the sharp sword light turned the snowfield into gold.

The void was shaking, snow and wind were rolling back, and the sea of sword light shattered the place where Bai Anpin was standing, finally forming a vacuum zone.

After a long time.

The snow and wind dispersed.

The figure of Bai Anpin was revealed.

At this moment, he was half-kneeling on the ground, holding Xu Luo in his arms. Under the terrifying sword lights one after another, there was not a single scar on his body, and even Xu Luo in his arms was safe and sound.

Because there was a green shirt in front of him.

His blue shirt was stained with blood, his hair was disheveled, his face was as pale as paper, his sword fell into the snow, and the faint chirping of cicadas could be heard. He looked somewhat miserable.

The man in the blue shirt is Chen Zhian.

Previously, Huangfu Mingyao seemed to have killed Bai Anpin and Xu Luo.

In fact, it was Chen Zhian who was beheaded.

When she forced Chen Zhian back with one sword, and then shattered Chen Zhian's sword shadow with another sword.

The last trace of suspicion in her heart completely dissipated.

With the certainty of victory.

There was also a plan to kill Chen Zhian.

She killed Bai Anpin with a knife.

But every blow he made was aimed at Chen Zhian.

"Chen Zhian, you lost!"

Huangfu Mingyao stood in the distance, his body aglow with golden light, looking down at Chen Zhian like a god: "Do you know where you lost?"

"You failed because you were not ruthless enough."

"You have something on your mind, so you can't really do what you want when you draw your sword."

"Since you can't do whatever you want, how can you escape my eyes? How can you be my opponent?"

"Are you done?"

Chen Zhian looked at Huangfu Mingyao calmly, as if he was looking at an idiot.

Huangfu Mingyao was slightly startled and subconsciously looked down.

This bow.

Her face turned pale as paper in an instant.

Because at some point, a thin line appeared around her waist, which broke the golden armor on her body, and blood was slowly flowing out from the thin line.

"you..."

"when will you..."

She stretched out her hand to cover the line, but found that the blood was flowing out faster and faster, more and more, flowing along the golden armor to her feet, forming a small stream on the ground.

She looked back blankly.

Only then did she realize that within a radius of twenty feet where she was standing, nearly three hundred people were standing stiffly in place, and each of them had a thin line around their waist.

"How could this happen? You clearly..."

"You are obviously seriously injured?"

Chen Zhian slowly picked up the cicada on the ground: "What do you think I was doing before? I was just healing my wounds..."