Chapter 2275 Snow Prologue

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Seeing that her attack had no effect, Song Xiaoyue immediately used her killer move.

Ye Hao once told him that it was bullshit to hold back when fighting with others.

Since you want to fight, you must use your full strength, and you must be the right one when you enter the field.

Don't learn from the Ultraman of the island country, who only uses the ultimate move after being beaten half to death.

If the enemy is merciless, you may be knocked down before you use the ultimate move.

So Song Xiaoyue was not careless at all. Her eyes turned into crystal blue, and her clothes also emitted a crystal blue light.

"Forbidden Spell·Ice Field!"

Countless ice crystals condensed around Song Xiaoyue, some turned into tigers, some turned into dragons, some turned into arrow feathers, and some turned into flood beasts.

Like a tide, they roared towards the sword slave.

This move was taught to Song Xiaoyue by Ye Hao. Although it was a system skill, under Ye Hao's analysis, he still taught it to Song Xiaoyue.

Song Xiaoyue also learned these very cleverly and was able to master them successfully.

Now it has become one of Song Xiaoyue's killer moves.

"The people taught by Ye Hao are really good. They have such strength at a young age." The sword slave saw the surging offensive in front of him, and he actually smiled.

Although the smile looked a little ugly under his unkempt appearance.

But now in the eyes of others, this old man is no longer an ordinary person.

He is a powerful man who hides very deeply. As for being unkempt and sloppy.

Aren't all the strong people like this? Aren't all the strong people unique in personality and don't care about other people's opinions.

The people in the Sword Forging Valley were very excited, because this was their people in the Sword Forging Valley.

They had completely forgotten how they despised and looked down on this sword slave who they thought was a sweeper.

In their eyes, the sword slave now is a life-saving straw.

The sword slave took out a bamboo stick from his sleeve. No... why is there stains on the bamboo stick?

"Isn't that the bamboo stick on the broom used by the sword slave?"

"This...this...how can you use an ordinary bamboo stick in such a fight?"

"It's over. This weapon is totally useless. It will have a great impact on your own strength."

The people in the Sword Casting Valley fell to the bottom again, and they were too embarrassed to even see anyone.

The people in the Sword Casting Valley were actually fighting with ordinary bamboo sticks. This was simply a slap in the face of the Sword Casting Valley.

And the scene that happened next completely shut up the people in the Sword Casting Valley.

I saw the sword slave waving the bamboo stick in his hand continuously, like a sharp sword.

And every move and every style was so familiar to the disciples of the Sword Casting Valley, because those were the most common sword techniques in their sect.

"That... that's the three entry-level sword techniques I learned when I first joined the sect!"

"And the sword just now, isn't it from the Autumn Wind Sword Technique? This is a sword technique that is everywhere."

"This... this is really a sword technique that is everywhere. Why do I see him use it so powerfully?"

"Is it because his realm is high?"

"Are you stupid? Didn't the master say before that people with high realms can only use high-quality sword techniques to exert the full strength of the current realm?"

"Is it possible that our master said something wrong?"

"..."

The sword slave remained motionless, and the bamboo stick in his hand kept tapping the "monsters" that attacked. As long as it hit, the monster would immediately disappear.

Compared with the gorgeous moves of Song Xiaoyue, the sword slave's side was as elegant as an old man playing with a sword in the square.

After dozens of seconds, the forbidden spell prepared by Song Xiaoyue was completely dissolved by the sword slave, without causing even a little damage to the sword slave.

Song Xiaoyue bit her lips lightly and raised her hand unwillingly.

An ice-blue violin appeared in her hand, and the other hand was also a bow made of ice crystals.

Song Xiaoyue closed her eyes, just like playing the violin.

The melodious music sounded at this time, and countless snowflakes fell from the sky.

"What is this trick? Playing the violin?"

"Why do I feel a piercing chill."

"I have this feeling too. I am a first-level innate. This natural coldness is rarely felt by me. But now I actually...actually...ah cut."

Ye Hao looked at Song Xiaoyue with a smile.

It must be said that Song Xiaoyue is a very talented person. This talent allows her to combine her ice power with the violin she has always loved.

She created this trick.

If I remember correctly, the name of this trick is "Snow Prologue".

The sword slave's eyes lit up, and he lowered his head to look at the ice crystals that appeared at some point under his feet. It has slowly covered his straw sandals and spread towards his calves.

At the same time, the sword slave can feel the crisis in the snowflakes around him.

"This girl will become a great person in the future!" said the sword slave.

The next moment, the snowflakes bloomed in the air, forming a small blue magic circle.

Tens of thousands of snowflakes, that is, tens of thousands of small magic circles.

And these small magic circles combined together, a huge aura rushed straight into the sky.

At this time, Song Xiaoyue's piano sound became more and more exciting, like a blizzard.

The battle on the Everest Snow Altar has obscured the view of the onlookers, making them unable to see what is happening inside.

There was a man who was 50 centimeters in front of the magic circle set up by Song Xiaoyue. He curiously stretched out his finger.

And just when his finger touched the edge.

His finger was covered by ice crystals at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only was it covered on the surface, he could clearly feel that the bones, blood vessels, and meridians on his fingers were frozen.

"Ahhh..." He wanted to retreat in panic, but he couldn't pull his finger out.

And no matter how he mobilized his internal energy, he couldn't resist the invasion of the cold current. He watched helplessly as the cold current was about to completely cover his palm.

The people around him also noticed this person who was asking for death, but no one dared to step forward to help.

At this time, a figure appeared behind him, and the red palm directly pressed on the frozen palm of this person, which helped this person break free.

"Dongfang... Lord Dongfang!" The man who was asking for death looked at the person who helped him and found that it was actually the Lord of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Yan.

And the skill that Dongfang Yan just used was, of course, the most masculine and most powerful Fire God Technique!

"Don't move or touch anything in the future. Your right hand needs to be healed for half a year. If you are lucky, you can recover to the previous sensitivity. If you are unlucky, at least you don't have to break your hand." Dongfang Yan said coldly.

"Thank you Lord Dongfang, thank you Lord Dongfang." The man who was asking for death bowed and thanked him.

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