Eternal War God

Chapter 4484

Or daggers, or giant swords, or long knives have been inserted under the ice sheet.

This is the most stable array. Obviously, female Xiuqi of Honghe has never encountered such a difficult time, but a similar scene is not the first time.

The tornado at the top of the mountain will only be more surprised. It is not only becoming bigger and bigger, but even moving down the mountain.

Everything they encounter will be destroyed one by one, and even the ice sheet will be lifted.

Those lifted ice sheets have turned into countless sharp fronts.

The nuns standing on the ice sheet were not allowed to pull out the ice blade against the ice stone.

Poof!

When the dagger collides with the ice stone, all the ice stones are cut, and the female nuns will not feel good. It is really unbearable to resist such an amazing collision force.

Another female monk is a little slow, and her chest has been pierced.

The violent tornado will only be closer, and some female nuns can't grasp it stably. Even people with swords are rolled to the sky by the violent force.

"Aunt Xue!" Qingxuan and Zixuan have become more discolored. The tornado in front is less than a thousand feet away. For them, the tornado is heaven and earth.

And heaven and earth will devour living creatures. Who can resist it.

Feng Aoxue's pale hair was covered with cold ice, and even some young women's cloak had been torn, revealing a young and miserable face.

But there seems to be no retreat at the moment.

"This is the God's last test for us. After this test, we can immediately climb the top and succeed!" Feng Aoxue's obvious expression and tone have been distorted.

The nuns were all thrilled.

Since Feng Aoxue said so, no matter how scary they are, it seems that they will never give birth to any retreat.

The tornado moves on.

Hundreds of nuns, hundreds of people have been swept into the sky, and dozens of others have been frozen in place.

The sound of quack came out. I didn't know whether the nuns were afraid or cold, or whether the ice sheet under their feet was being torn.

The tornado has gone from a thousand feet to a hundred feet, and those female practitioners will be swept away immediately.

Boom!

When the sword intention breaks out, all the ice stones will be broken in front of the tornado.

Then a huge palm was formed from ice stone, and then the huge palm slapped away at the tornado.

The power of the giant palm is not too amazing, but it obviously has a great impact on the eye of the tornado.

When the giant palm falls, the tornado wind is obviously stagnant. At the next breath, the tornado gradually becomes listless, and it seems that it will disappear sooner or later.

The female practitioners have lost a lot of staff. They are extremely upset and desperate. At present, they obviously don't respond to this sudden change.

Then everyone looked at one of the nuns, who was holding a dagger in his hand, and his expression was a little scary.

"Damn guy, you didn't ban practice?" Feng Aoxue was furious.

The female monk used the Dharma to defeat the eye of the tornado, which is an unforgivable mistake.

There is no sincerity to climb to the top of the iceberg with spiritual breath. In this case, it is a fool's dream to see the true God.

"Aunt Xue, this is not the last level at all. We will all die here immediately!" the nun was obviously a little afraid and unjustified.

These nuns forcibly banned their practice. If they reached the top and saw the gods, their combat power could not be restored automatically.

But this kind of thing all depends on self-consciousness. The perception of female practitioners who have removed their practice has become extremely weak. It is not impossible for them to know the state of female practitioners who have not removed their practice.

Feng Aoxue had already stepped on it. She slapped and shouted on the xiunu's face. Her voice was quite clear, "little bitch, no wonder it was very bad all the way. It's entirely because you're making trouble!"

She slapped the nun back. When she rested, she had pulled out her long sword and still approached the nun, "kneel down. At present, only kill you and pray to the God for the sincerity of our family!"

The nun was stunned, and there could be no voice behind Feng Aoxue.

All nuns have complex feelings, including those who hate, those who doubt, those who sympathize and those who are at a loss.

"Old woman, I can't stand you for a long time. I'd like to see who killed who?" suddenly, the nun was angry, her look changed, and her fear of Feng Aoxue had long disappeared, as if she wanted to fight with Feng Aoxue to the end.

"Are you sure?" Feng Aoxue remained calm and his eyes narrowed slightly.

These nuns numbered five or six hundred, and now they have been reduced to more than three hundred.

However, they only have the power of physical cultivation. If they really want to fight against this female nun with spiritual breath, they can almost be sure that they are dead and there is no possibility of winning.

"Sisters, who wants to follow me? As long as you stand on my side, you don't have to do it." the nun still gritted her teeth.

Feng Aoxue's eyes are still slightly narrowed. She looks back at the girls.

Those nuns looked at each other, some indignant, and others bowed their heads.