Chapter 339

Although the cold air in the valley has been sucked up, there is still a lot of it. It's too much to bear. That's why the white woman doesn't rush into the blue fog.

When Yu Bing runs Yin Qi in his body, it is equivalent to pumping water by a pump. However, the pump also needs the diesel fuel of Lingqi to start. Yu Bing does not have so much spiritual power to support it.

That's why he had a bad idea.

What this woman cultivates is cold spirit power, so it has little threat to the Yin cold Qi in the soldier's body. Yu Bing's idea is to let this woman fight with herself, and then let her spirit enter the body.

There is no doubt that Yu Bing succeeded. His pump is full of oil, and it is the best one.

The cold air in the valley seems to have found a vent. It is because there is a huge cold storm around the woman in white shirt, and the eye of the storm is Yu Bing who is fighting with the woman.

How terrible is the spirit power of the woman in white shirt? For a moment, all the cold air in the valley has been transferred. The storm is getting bigger and bigger, and the rocks on the mountain wall are buzzing. The yellow sand in the valley has already been blown away. In the exposed land, only half of the rocks buried in the ground are still struggling to support.

After entering the soldier's body, the white shirt woman's aura is equivalent to her own spiritual power. However, the soldier becomes a container instead of her body.

Yu Bing's strength in the middle of life and death, coupled with the cold storm, even if the woman in white shirt is the peak of life and death, she can't get out of her hands for the first time.

At present, both are in an extremely dangerous situation.

All the meridians in Yu Bing's body have been corroded by Yin Qi, and the left arm meridians have just been abandoned by the woman. As for his original aura, it has been assimilated by Yin Qi.

In a word, as long as Yu Bing leaves this woman and the cold storm, his whole cultivation will not leave a cent, let alone have Yin Qi to fight back in an hour. This time, without the obstruction of the meridians, Yin Qi is so strong that it is likely to directly enter Yu Bing's heart.

The woman in white shirt is not easy either. Her spiritual power is constantly being taken away, but she has no way to stop it. There was fierce Yin and cold air everywhere, and she had to be distracted to resist it all the time. Although she was not afraid of the cold air, it contained too much yin and had to be prevented.

Two people so motionless consumption, who dare not move half.

After all, Yu Bing couldn't bear it first. The two forces of life and death were rampant in his body, and his body was overdrawn to the limit.

"Ah

Yu Bing let out a long roar and startled the distant birds. At the moment, his eyes had turned red.

That's enough.

The strength of the cold storm has exceeded the resistance of life and death.

Memories of the past flashed through Yu Bing's mind, and all the vivid images appeared in his mind. With a smile on the woman in the white shirt, Yu Bing slowly drew back the palm that she was facing.

The cold storm without the eye of the wind, just like an inflated balloon pricked by a needle, burst open.

Almost in an instant, it destroyed everything around, all the rocks turned into vermilion, and a large area of the surrounding hillside was sunken.

The clouds and fog on the top of several mountain peaks were completely dispelled. The yellow sand in the valley floated into the night sky higher than the top of the mountain. The tiny ice crystals on it were shining in the moonlight.

After a long time.

The yellow sand that just rose from the sky fell back to the valley, lying on the flat valley and looking at the night sky.

All the cold air in the valley disappeared, as if it had never happened before.

It was quiet all around. There was no wind. The clear sky suddenly lost the trace of the moon, but there was still some light in the valley.

A dark blue snowflake slowly fell from the sky, covering the yellow sand.

Snowflakes fall more and more, fluttering under for a long time.

Originally, the valley was covered with blue snowflakes, which became magnificent and incomparable, like a fairyland of ice and snow in fairy tales.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A light cough came out of the valley, and the woman in white clothes staggered out of the valley. She seemed to be carrying something in her hand. This man stepped on the fresh snow with a long footprint.

Just now, the cold storm exploded, and the energy generated is far beyond the realm of life and death. Unless you stand at the eye of the storm, no strong person in the realm of life and death can survive.

The place where Yu Bing stood was the eye of the wind, but one second before the explosion, he pulled the woman and pulled her into the eye of the wind. He still can't kill a woman who doesn't mean to kill himself, let alone the white dress woman who is still so beautiful.

With Yu Bing in her hand, the woman in the white shirt came to the entrance of the valley step by step.

She really can't figure out that this guy was going to kill himself, but he saved himself at the last moment.

Just now that kind of situation, not in the eye of the wind is absolutely dead, but the white dress woman was suppressed by the cold storm, can't move half a step.

That's why she wondered why Yu Bing would save herself.

This fairy character may not understand Yu Bing's thoughts in his whole life.

The sword is inserted in the snow. The woman in white clothes clears out a piece of space and puts Yu Bing flat on the ground, while she sits on the ground with her knees crossed to try to recover.

Although in the eye of the wind, the energy inside can't be underestimated, let alone the fierce Yin Qi.

The sword seemed to feel the injury of its master and let out a slight hum.

On the handle of the sword, there is a small wooden plate. On the front, it is engraved in Japanese, and on the back, it is engraved with a name in Chinese.

"The moon is cool in the reed house."

……

On a mountain at the southern foot of Tianshan Mountain. An old man with yellow hair who was sleeping on a wooden bed in a stone house suddenly opened his eyes. He climbed to the window and rubbed his eyes. His muddy eyes looked to the direction of kurkuo valley.

"Bang bang!"

There was a knock on the old man's wooden door.

Take back the vision, the old man put on a dress, lazy asked: "who ah?"

"Is that Mr. duyer, please? Can you open the door? I have something urgent."

There was a girl's voice outside the door, very beautiful,

"In the middle of the night, no girl is ashamed to get into my bad old man's place."

DUYE murmured, as if very unhappy, was knocked at the door in the middle of the night.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Dressed, DUYE went to the door and opened it with a real surprise.

A gorgeous girl in a big Chinese tunic was standing at the door, holding two pieces of paper tightly in her hand.

DUYE raised his eyebrows and stared at red snow's reddish pupil in surprise.

"Mr. DUYE, this is a letter from Mr. Zhao Yingxian to you."

Although the old man's hair is messy and his eyes are muddy, I don't know why Hongxue feels that this person gives her a great sense of security.

He bowed his head and took the letter. The old man's eyes gradually became strange.