The huge snow egg wrapped around the battlefield, Chen Weiming's face darkened, knowing that he had made the same mistake as the Lightning Sword, so he took it lightly. Feixue used the same method to lock himself in this huge snow egg.

It is said that only speed is not broken, but it is not absolute. Once the battlefield range is continuously reduced, the advantage of speed will be suppressed. If there is no room for maneuvering, then the so-called speed will become a joke.

He had to break through quickly... Chen Weiming's thoughts were like lightning, and the wind wings flew towards the sky with a blow, intending to smash the snow egg and rush out.

"Do you really think my strength is that level?" Feixue laughed wildly: "Let you see the power of the combination of the Snow Dao pattern and the Arrow Dao pattern. Qianxue Yin!"

As soon as the words came, the snowflakes roared inside the snow egg, like a storm surging wildly, and then turned into countless snow chips, like sharp arrows and rushed towards Chen Weiming.

Fast, more, ruthless... At this time, these three words can only be used to describe this move. Feixue spreads attacks in every corner and every little space inside the snow egg. It is not a problem of dodging, but there is no room for dodging at all.

It turns out that Feng Shui is changing. The Lightning Sword I returned that day was helpless. Today I was forced into the same dilemma by the other party. If there was no other way, I could only imitate the Lightning Sword.

After falling down, Chen Weiming took a deep breath and yelled again: "Ah!"

He danced wildly with a wind saw knife in his hand, using attack instead of defense, forming a circle of airtight walls of wind saw knife around him.

"Bang bang bang!"

The Blizzard's Rain of Arrows fell instantly and bombarded wildly. Chen Weiming tried his best to shatter the snow chips that were coming.

At this moment, there was no other skill, only fast, and as much as possible condensed the next hand as soon as the wind saw blade was broken. There was no other shortcut, only fighting for consumption. He didn't believe how long the other party could last for this level of attack.

After urging his strength to the extreme, Chen Weiming seemed to have become a turtle wrapped in a hard armor. Before the hard armor was broken, there would never be any danger in life.

The killer's battle should have been agile and fast, but now it has turned into a war of attrition. Neither of them has a choice, and Feixue can only use this method to control Chen Weiming, such as the desperate situation.

There was a loud bang, snow was flying all over the sky, bang and shattered, and the sound of wind gathered and dispersed.

"ah!"

Feixue roared wildly, urging her strength to the extreme. Her already snow-white face looked paler at this moment. She consumed much more than Chen Weiming in such a battle, and it was difficult to sustain even with secret techniques.

Chen Weiming also felt uncomfortable. His magical powers were supported by mental power, and he recovered very slowly and consumed a lot.

Seeing that life and death continue to be undecided, his heart moved and he finally had an idea. He originally wanted to let others know that he knew the wind and lightning patterns, but his mental power was known by the Ming Dao, and in the days ahead, he would inevitably let others discover it.

Since this is the case, there is no need to hide it. Chen Weiming used the magic trick, which attracted a gust of wind and lightning. He used one hand to barely resist it, and used the other hand to squeeze the magic trick, and shot out a little spiritual light.

This is Ling Yizhi, which is Lao Ding who learned from that library. Lao Ding is an old killer and has great strength. If it were his other methods, Chen Weiming would probably find it difficult to learn it. But Ling Yizhi is his simplest mental power technique, so Lao Cai asked him to hide it. After a demonstration that day, he had already learned it.

General magical powers use vital energy, while mental power is mind power. The two are completely different. Without special means, it is like two things in different spaces that are difficult to interact with each other. At this moment, even if there are countless blizzards, they cannot stop this spiritual finger.

In everyone's information, Chen Weiming only knew the wind path pattern and the lightning path pattern. Feixue activated his strength to the extreme at this moment. He was concentrating on his mind, so how could he think that the other party had such a move? In a trance, he was already hit by Ling Yi Finger.

"ah!"

Feixue only felt a pain in her head, her divine thoughts were chaotic, and her magical power instantly cracked the turbulence of true energy, and she was so painful that she covered her head and fell to the ground.

Chen Weiming was not feeling well on the other side. His actions just now seemed to reveal a flaw on the turtle shell. Although there was only one line, he was taken advantage of by a blizzard and rushed in and rushed in frantically.

Each snow chip was like a sharp sword. Although the blizzard quickly disappeared due to the flying snow, the amount he poured in for a short period of time still made him bruised and covered in blood. He spit out a mouthful of blood and half-kneeled on the ground with one leg.

The injury is not light, even better than the battle with the Wind Demon that day, but not dying means that he can still fight.

Seeing Feixue rolling on the ground, Chen Weiming dared not wait. After he recovered in one breath, he called out Fengzhiyi and rushed over quickly. He held the wind saw knife in his hand, waved it, fell down, and completed it in one go, killing Feixue, who had no power of resistance.

Gas breathing heavily and recover quickly. The consumption of true qi is not too terrible. It has recovered in a short while, but the mental power is consumed severely and cannot be restored in a short time.

The snow egg was not broken, and Chen Weiming did not rush out, but waited until his condition recovered and could not see the major problems.

He took off the jade silk bag on Feixue's body and hung it around his waist, then broke Xuedan and rushed out.

The battle at that place is still going on. The weak Taoist pattern can continuously weaken the opponent, but its substantial attack power is limited. Liubo is in the position of deputy in the joint forces, and he will not fight to the death easily. He just keeps using the power of water and does not get close at all. As stated in advance, he is only responsible for restraint. If Chen Weiming cannot win Feixue, he will definitely run away.

The battles in the distance were all in the snow eggs, and no one knew what the result was. They were all restraining each other. Although there was no sign of a victory or defeat, the consumption was extremely large.

When the snow egg broke, the two of them fought slightly slowly. They both divided their attention and looked over, waiting for the final result to appear.

In a moment, when both of them felt Chen Weiming's breath, Liubo was overjoyed, while Xu Ling's face changed drastically, and he turned around and was about to escape.

As a result, the flaws opened up, how could Chen Weiming let it go? Wind wings slammed and hurriedly chased after him. Another wave also drove the water of the entire lake into a water dragon and rushed over.

Xu Ling had only time to resolve Chen Weiming's offensive, but was directly hit by the water dragon. He let out a sob, spitting blood, and fell to the ground. He rolled for more than a dozen times before stopping.

Before he could recover, Chen Weiming was approaching. Feng Saw Knife raised his hand and poured it directly into his back. His upper body was immediately cut into blood and blood, shattered. He could only hear a wow sound, and he was already dead.

"You will be the two heads in the jade silk bag, let's leave!"
Chapter completed!