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Mo Bingyao tightly grasped the long sword that was flashing with cold light in her hand, and stared at the enemy not far ahead with cold eyes.

She just moved and rushed towards the man like an arrow.

Since it has been confirmed that the other party is from Huayang, Mo Bingyao naturally will not have the slightest mercy on such an enemy.

Although the young man in front of her had a terrifying upper immortal realm cultivation, Mo Bingyao was not afraid at all. She had only one belief in her heart: even if she tried her best, she would fight the enemy to the death.

At this time, the young man was Xue Yuan's younger brother named Xue Jian.

This Snow Sword is no ordinary weapon. Although Huayang failed to rescue Xue Yuan, he at least saved the entire Snow Clan from danger.

This time, Xue Jian followed Huayang all the way.

He also knew the purpose of Huayang's trip - it turned out that Huayang felt that he owed someone too much, so he tried every means to make up for this mistake.

However, when Xue Jian learned that the person who made Huayang feel so guilty was actually a woman, a strong desire to kill suddenly surged up from deep in his heart.

Because in his opinion, his sister Xue Yuan and brother-in-law were a perfect match made in heaven, and no one could destroy their relationship.

No matter who it is, no one can separate them. Although my sister has lost her physical body now, she will rebuild her body sooner or later.

Before, Xue Jian was sent away by Huayang to buy wine for him, but when he came back with the wine, he couldn't see the other party.

So he followed the other person's breath and came to this cave, but unexpectedly saw Mo Bingyao.

As for why he knew Mo Bingyao, it was because Huayang was afraid that as time passed, his impression of Mo Bingyao would gradually become blurred and eventually disappear, so he deliberately painted her portrait.

When Xue Jian saw that Mo Bingyao not only did not choose to run away, but instead rushed towards him with a sword in hand, he couldn't help but be stunned.

But soon, he reacted and quickly raised the sword in his hand to fight back.

Only two crisp "dangdang" sounds were heard, and the two figures instantly intertwined.

For a moment, sword lights flashed in the air, and sword energy was everywhere, as if two dragons were fighting fiercely in the air.

"Dang!" A crisp collision sound was heard, and the two sharp swords clashed again, splashing countless sparks.

Mo Bingyao's eyes turned cold, and she quickly raised her other jade hand and slapped it hard.

At the same time, Xue Jian also raised his palm to fight back, not wanting to be outdone.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Xue Jian flew backwards like a cannonball.

Although he has entered the upper fairyland, he has only just entered this realm and his foundation is still shallow.

On the other hand, Mo Bingyao's cultivation, body and soul have all reached the peak of the lower fairyland. Her strength is far beyond that of Xue Jian. In this attack, the difference in strength between the two sides is like heaven and earth.

Looking at the figure flying backwards in a panic, Mo Bingyao did not hesitate at all. She tapped her feet lightly and rushed out like a ghost. She swung the long sword in her hand and slashed towards Xue Jian from a distance.

In an instant, a purple illusory soul appeared behind her, and strands of mysterious purple energy continuously gathered in the sword she swung out.

Xue Jian, who was in mid-air, suddenly felt a strong pressure coming. His chest was filled with blood and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.

He opened his eyes wide, his pupils slightly contracted, and looked in horror at the sharp sword light wrapped in purple light rushing towards him like lightning.

"Ah!" At the critical moment of life and death, Xue Jian let out a deafening roar, and raised the sword in his hand with all his strength, pouring all his magic power into it in an attempt to withstand this fatal blow.

However, everything was in vain. "Shua!" The purple sword light cut off Xue Jian's sword as easily as cutting tofu.

I saw the extremely terrifying sword energy hit his body with the force of thunder.

In an instant, a horrifying scene happened - his body was like a fragile paper and was easily cut in half by the sword energy!

What is even more shocking is that even the soul hidden in his body was not spared at this moment.

Mo Bingyao, who was standing not far away, watched Xue Jian's body being cut into two pieces in front of her.

Looking at the flying soul, she swung her sword again, and another sword energy containing soul power slashed straight towards Xue Jian's soul.

With a crisp "crack" sound, Snow Sword's soul was split into two halves like glass, without any resistance.

Seeing that her enemy was dead, Mo Bingyao's anger did not subside much.

She snorted coldly, and waved her jade hand lightly, and suddenly two balls of burning sun fire shot out from her hands.

The two balls of flame were like two ferocious fire dragons, with extremely high temperatures, and instantly pounced on Xue Jian's already broken soul and body.

In the blink of an eye, the originally intact soul and corpse were turned into ashes under the burning of the sun's true fire, without even a trace left.

It was not until this moment that Mo Bingyao felt that the anger in her heart had subsided a little, but the feeling of hatred still lingered in her heart and took a long time to dissipate.

Even though that person cannot defeat the minions who come to seek death for the time being, he can still deal with them by himself. It is better to take the initiative rather than being passive.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. It was time for her to fight back. Although Huayang was a supreme god, he was now seriously injured.

I'm afraid I can't even use the strength of the upper fairyland, but just in case, I should have tried to kill him before leaving.

However, the chances of winning are estimated to be slim. As the saying goes, even a rotten boat still has three pounds of nails. The difference between each realm is not a little bit. A seriously injured god is not something that a person in the lower fairyland can deal with.

It would be better to improve your own cultivation to the upper fairyland first.

Huayang opened his eyes drowsily. He felt that his whole body was no longer under his control. It was getting heavier and heavier and more numb.

If he doesn't give up and transform into a physical body, his soul will die along with this physical body. He doesn't want to die yet.

However, all the treasures in his storage ring were destroyed, even the treasure that could help Xue Yuan rebuild her body was gone.

It is impossible for him to reshape his body. The only way now is to take over another body. However, this method goes against the will of heaven. Once successful, all his merits and cultivation will disappear completely.

"There's no other way. Just practice again. Even if it's extremely difficult, it's better than dying."

He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain before he finished speaking. He tilted his head and closed his eyes. A ball of purple mist surged out of his body and flew away into the distance.

At the same time, in the holy land of the Snow Clan, which is covered with snow all year round, a huge palace stands out particularly in the snow, with red bricks, green tiles, carved beams and painted buildings.

In a spacious hall, a middle-aged man was drinking tea from a cup. He was the chief of the Snow Clan, named Xue Ji.

Suddenly he felt a palpitation and his hand trembled, and the teacup slipped to the ground. His face turned pale and he stretched out his right hand to calculate.

"The master of the house is in trouble!"

But at this moment, a young man in family clothes ran in quickly and knelt in front of him.

"You bastard, who's wrong? You're so flustered, how can you be so disrespectful!"

The servant's body trembled, he raised his head, and said with some fear: "I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again next time!"

Xue Ji frowned, and his anger subsided a little at this time: "Well, tell me, what happened?"

"Master, the young master's soul lamp is extinguished."

Xue Ji had an ominous premonition in his heart, "What are you doing? Isn't my son alive and well? How could the soul lamp go out?" He stood up anxiously, turned around and ran outside quickly.

In a room in the backyard, there were countless soul lamps. These were the soul lamps of the members of his clan. Looking at the soul lamp that was full of cracks and had long been extinguished, his heart felt as if it was cut by a knife and was in great pain.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and he said angrily: "Who killed me? I don't care who found me, I will tear you into pieces and scatter your soul."

Xue Ji's body was trembling slightly. He only had a son and a daughter. His daughter had died a long time ago because of the Soul Clan, and only a wisp of soul was left which was still in Huayang's hands.

I heard him say that he would get the best treasures in the world for Xue Yuan to rebuild his body and remove the evil spirit from his soul.

I didn't expect that today even my only son would die, and his soul would be torn apart. The cruelest thing in the world is for an old man to send a young person away.

When his wife was giving birth to their daughter, she was attacked by the enemy and she tried desperately to delay time. Finally, her daughter was saved. However, when he rescued his wife, her soul had been severely damaged and she eventually died. Even her soul could not be saved.

Xue Ji flipped his hand and a round mirror-like magic weapon appeared in his palm. This item was called Tracking Mirror. He just needed to put a trace of Snow Sword's aura on it.

He will be able to track down what happened to Xue Jian in the end and who caused him to lose his life.

Xue Ji input the magic power from the peak of the upper fairyland into the mirror, but no image appeared in the mirror.

He didn't believe it and poured all his magic power into the mirror. However, the mirror blurred, and when he thought he could see something, countless cracks appeared on the mirror and nothing was visible.

Click, click, click, bang!

He looked at the top-grade magic tracking mirror in shock. It actually broke into countless pieces and fell to the ground. His hands were shaking slightly.

This means that he cannot find out at who killed his son, and not being able to find the enemy means that he cannot avenge Xue Jian.

Mo Yuan appeared in the small town at the foot of Kunlun Xu Mountain, weaving through the crowd, looking for Mo Bingyao. Shiqi had always stayed in Kunlun Xu.