Chapter 2678 Iron Ink Spear

Stunned!

Mo Fan knew very well why Mu Ningxue would not show any mercy to the Jijima father and son.

If she is merciful, will the alliance of forces that surrounded the entire Fanxue Mountain be merciful to the members of Fanxue Mountain?

They are here to destroy, not to drink tea and chat, and to deal with the enemy softly is equal to cruelty to their own people. On this point, Mu Ningxue is really decisive.

I have to say that Mu Ningxue did have a very good deterrent effect. There was a huge army of mages at the foot of the mountain. After they saw the tragic death of two super-class masters, everyone was poured a basin of ice water.

The reason for attacking Fan Xueshan is far-fetched in everyone's eyes. If they can't form an absolute crush in terms of strength, then their alliance will actually become very fragile.

Zhao Jing and Lin Kang also clearly sensed the commotion and hesitation of the Corps. In this case, if they were to send roles like the Muscoshima father and son, it would make it more difficult to occupy Fanxue Mountain.

"Let's do it together directly, and it won't do anyone any good if we drag it on," Zhao Jing said.

Zhao Jing is a madman. He is not stupid enough to let these masters around him compete one by one. It is not a duel competition. As long as Fan Xueshan is destroyed, they will be the winners of this battle.

Zhao Jing and Lin Kang flew out directly from the coalition army.

Lin Kang held an ink pen in his hand. He swiped heavily towards the Tai Chi Chaos Ice Map released by Mu Ningxue, and saw thick black ink splashed out from the ink pen, like a large pen drawing on the ground. On the paper, the flying dragon is neatly written in one stroke.

I saw the thick black ink solidified in mid-air, turning into an ink blade that shimmered with cold light, made of black iron, tough and sharp!

"Shhh!!!!"

This ink-blade black slash directly splits the Taiji chaotic ice map with extremely strong air pressure, tearing apart Mu Ningxue's domain.

Lin Kang stayed in the north of the city for a while, and he naturally knew what kind of cultivation Mu Ningxue was. He was not as careless as Cao Xiaohan. Every time he made a shot, it was a very lethal magic. It seems that he has perfectly combined his supernatural power into the iron ink pen in his hand!

With a flick of the wrist, there is a sky-shattering tide of ink, black and thick, comparable to the mudslides washed down by the heavy rain from the majestic mountains, and the forests, villages, and towns have not survived.

Mu Ningxue stepped back, but the speed at which the ink stone flowed was extremely astonishing.

The small and slender figure galloped, and just as the inkstone stream swallowed Mu Ningxue like a monster, Mu Ningxue held a slender ice sword, swept it back, and cut a silver full arc blade in the air!

The blade was covered with silver frost, and the silver frost spread out along the place where the sword energy was swept away, and along with the traces of the sword energy, an ice moon city wall was instantly condensed!

The city wall is entirely made of crystal clear ice crystals, and there is a place in the center that stands tall, like a tower that can't fall. Mu Ningxue stands behind the ice moon city wall swept by this sword, even if the ink stone flow is like a flood Ferocious beasts can't hurt her in the slightest.

Lin Kang stepped on the inkstone stream, and after seeing the ice moon defense rising from the ground, he couldn't help but sneer.

"The stylus flies the spear, the ten thousand spear pierces the heart!"

Lin Kang threw the iron ink pen in his hand towards the Bingyue City Tower fiercely, and saw the iron ink pen trembling in the air, with many phantoms.

At the moment when they were about to fly to the Bingyue City Tower, those phantoms turned into the most real and sharp stylus and ink spears, and there were thousands of them!

At this moment, it was like an ancient battlefield. Thousands of iron crossbow chariots under a white city tower simultaneously shot heavy crossbow iron spears at the defending tower.

The Bingyue City Tower penetrated thousands of holes, and instantly turned into white honeycombs, and many stylus spears flew directly to Mu Ningxue along those holes, and the number was equally astonishing.

Mu Ningxue stepped out of the wind marks, and her figure was like a willow swaying in the wind, avoiding these sharp iron spears, but in the face of such a strong and ferocious detachment, she had to step back gradually.

Lin Kang stepped on one of the iron pens and flew up to the Bingyue City Tower. He looked down at Mu Ningxue, who was dexterous below, but a hint of irony was raised at the corner of his mouth.

His right hand clenched heavily into the air, and suddenly a blood-stained iron and ink pen appeared strangely, and he quietly threw it into the thousands of heavy crossbow pen and spear.

This blood-stained iron ink pen, with a cold light hidden, seems to be no different from other crossbow pens, but the end is wrapped in a layer of horizontal spiraling Yin wind, ghosts and ghosts are moving in the Yin wind, there are evil faces, and pairs of sinister eyes , mixed together like a dye vat and turned into that cursed Yin wind!

Mu Ningxue evaded through the ten thousand spears, her keen perception sensed the unusual yin wind, approaching with a piercing chill in her soul.

But Mu Ningxue couldn't find the curse pen, and I don't know which angle it came from, and I don't know what terrifying power it has, and I don't know how to defend it.

This kind of magic with the power of the curse, the defense of the elemental material is afraid that it can't offset much!

"Boom!!!"

Just when Mu Ningxue was overwhelmed, a snow-white goose pen was thrown in front of him. Less than ten meters away, the tail of the goose feather pen trembled like a flexible sword.

A cool breeze blows like the summer lake breeze. At the same time, a layer of spatial ripples swayed at the tail of the goose feather pen. The ripples spread out in all directions, and I saw countless iron spears turned into thick ink. , melts itself in the air, and the sewage spreads all over the floor.

As soon as these phantom iron lances melted, only the blood-stained iron brush with the cursed Yin Feng remained, which had almost reached Mu Ningxue's eyes.

Mu Ningxue reacted immediately, and her body fell back, lying on her side in the snow powder all over the ground.

"hateful!"

Lin Kang saw that someone had broken his spell, his face was ashen, his eyes were sharp, and he wanted to know who dared to interfere with him.

This curse pen is hidden in the spear, even if Mu Ningxue has a very high cultivation level, he can't avoid it or stop it.

"I've heard for a long time that the head of the North City is an iron-ink judge, and the judge's pen is invincible in the world. I, Mu Bai, Fanxue Mountain, will come to meet you for a while!" Mu Bai appeared, and he didn't know when he had already stood in front of Mu Ningxue. .

Mu Bai walked forward, pulled out the goose feather ice pen that was inserted upside down on the ground, and held it on his back.

At this time, he looks like a scholar in white, standing with his hands behind his back, his expression is calm, and the snow pen in his hand can describe a magnificent world!

"The leader of the South Wing, oh, you don't want to have a great future, you want to bury Fanxue Mountain!" Lin Kang had also heard about Mu Bai's reputation, and recognized him at a glance.

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