1302 Illusion? !

The strength of Leng Xin's eighth rank is much stronger than Bing Ning's. Even if Bing Ning and Bing Hun join forces, they are still only on equal footing with each other.

Leng Xin, on the other hand, was not in a hurry, and fought with Bing Ning and his siblings. A series of terrifying grudges shot out, bringing out a series of piercing sounds.

The entire island was filled with the sound of killing, and the screams of more than 100,000 disciples kept ringing out. Although Donghai Palace has the home court advantage, the opponent has two unstoppable monarchs. That advantage was instantly destroyed by the shots of these two people.

The blood flowed into the sea along the island, and the originally blue sea was stained red with blood. There were screams and screams, the two armies fought, and corpses were everywhere. The lifeless corpses began to become stiff. And these stiff corpses were constantly trampled by the disciples of the two sides fighting, becoming bloody and bloody. The pungent smell of blood spread around.

The constant screams made Bing Ning and Bing Hun's anger surge out even more. The attack on Leng Xin became more and more fierce.

Seeing the two people getting more and more angry, Leng Xin laughed and said, "Unfortunately, your strength is still too weak."

"Is it too bad? You'll only know after you try it." Bing Hun snorted coldly, the spear in his palm suddenly changed, and huge energy gathered on the spear. The high-level skills were cast out, stabbing towards Leng Xin's left side.

At the same time, with a flick of Bing Ning's arm, the long sword changed and stabbed towards Leng Xin's right side. Leng Xin's face froze when he used the terrifying icy battle qi of high-level martial arts, and the battle qi in his body was no longer reserved, and rushed out to meet the two of them.

"Clang...clang..."

There were several clashes, and at the same time as the terrifying vigor erupted, Leng Xin and Bing Ning flew upside down. The combo of Bing Ning and the two actually blocked the attack of an eighth-ranked noble.

"snort!"

After suffering a small loss, Leng Xin let out a cold snort, and the fighting spirit in his body surged out, without a trace of reservation, he directly attacked the two of them. The sharp sword in the palm of his hand is sharp and fierce, and he doesn't understand the slightest pity and pity.

"If I were you, I would put down my sharp sword and admit defeat. A beautiful woman with two scars on her face would not look good." Leng Xin snorted while looking at Bing Ning. He likes strong women, but he doesn't like strong but dangerous women.

Bing Ning didn't say a word, the icy fighting spirit in her hands was driven to the extreme, and she kept galloping towards the opponent.

On the other side, the fight between the disciples of the two parties has also become intense. Many of them are high-ranking powerhouses, but as soon as Donghai Palace and other strong people make a move, the two monarchs will kill them.

Although Donghai Palace has more powerful opponents than the opponent, under the beheading of the respected rank, it can't do anything at all. They can only watch their disciples being slaughtered by the opponent's people.

Those two monarch ranks were like sharp swords hanging above their heads, killing them in an instant.

"Damn it!" The senior executives of Donghai Palace cursed angrily, glanced at the two people who were evenly matched with Jin Xindou, gritted their teeth and said to the senior executives, "Form formation!"

These words made these seniors nod, gritted their teeth and concentrated all their strength on one person. At the same time, magic crystals appeared in their hands.

Seeing this scene, Leng Xin shouted: "Kill them."

The two monarchs nodded, although they didn't know how powerful this formation was. But seeing the strength of the person in the center soaring, one can guess the horror contained in it.

Leng Xin attacked Bing Ning and his sword with a sword, but the two cooperated extremely skillfully. Even if he was stronger than Bing Ning, he couldn't help Bing Ning for a while.

Seeing that people in Donghai Palace continued to form formations, he had no intention of playing any longer. If this continues, even if Donghai Palace is destroyed, he will still suffer a lot.

"Senior, help me catch these two people." Leng Xin shouted at a gentleman. Finally, the two monarchs were asked to make a move.

One of the monarchs nodded slightly when he heard Leng Xin's words, put down the massacre of the disciples of the East Sea Palace, and galloped towards Leng Xin.

The faces of Bing Ning and Bing Hun suddenly changed drastically, the rank of king is definitely not something they can resist.

"Binghun, use the scroll to get out of here." Bing Ning shouted at Binghun.

"Sister! I..."

Bing Hun was about to say something, but was interrupted by Bing Ning: "Leave quickly, their target is me. They won't make great efforts to chase you down."

Just when Bing Ning finished saying this, a huge burst of fighting energy surged out from that monarch rank, and this fighting energy turned into a long whip, sweeping towards Bing Ning.

This terrifying vindictiveness made Bing Ning unable to resist, her heart was ashamed, there was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of her mouth, and the figure appeared in her eyes, which made her shake her head: This person has saved him too many times. They were all in a trance, thinking of him again.

At this moment, Bing Ning suddenly missed the young man who saved him every time.

"I'm leaving, I don't know if you will think of me by chance."

Bing Ning slowly closed her eyes, and the grudge in her body slowly circulated, and she actually wanted to explode herself.

And at the same time as he was secretly raising his fighting spirit, he suddenly felt a palm on her body, and all the fighting spirit that had gathered dissipated. And her waist was also embraced by a pair of gentle big hands, the expected attack did not appear on her body.

Bing Ning's body stiffened suddenly, and she opened her eyes. The fighting spirit of the original monarch rank was blown away by the opponent's punch. And that young man with morbid paleness was exactly the figure that appeared in her eyes just now.

"Is it really him? Wasn't he dazzled just now?"

Bing Ning stared at the young man who embraced him with wide eyes, with joy in his eyes, at this moment, Bing Ning actually hugged this young man firmly. The feeling of rebirth after the catastrophe made her originally stiff body soften.

Leng Xin looked at the young man who appeared out of nowhere, and blocked a king's attack with one hand. His complexion also changed drastically, especially when he saw Yi Feng holding Bing Ning's hand, he had a bad feeling.

"I wonder if my friend can give me Xihai Palace a face?" Leng Xin still wanted to use the name of Xihai Palace to scare the other party.

However, what made his heart break out in a cold sweat was that the other party just glanced at him lightly, and then shouted to the void: "Fix the two king ranks."

This sentence made Bing Ning stunned. But at this moment, there was an excited beast roar in the void, and a huge bear appeared out of thin air, and attacked Jun Jie who had slaughtered the disciples of East Sea Palace.

When the two kings saw the bear, their expressions changed drastically. The two figures retreated violently, trying to avoid the opponent's attack.

"Aw..."

Seeing this scene, Long Xiong was not angry at all, but was extremely excited. Games are fun to play slowly.