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The Green Eyed Dwarf could not hold it in midair, so it rolled away and landed on the ground on its toes, but then it jumped up again, the treasured golden sword pierced the center of Nanshan's back, Nanshan Jingshui did not look back, instead, his body fell to the ground, the Green Eyed Dwarf wailed in anger, he jumped down and rolled on the ground, a ball of gold light rolled towards Nanshan Jingshui, Nanshan Jingshui looked at him menacingly, then snorted, "Falling on your hands and feet, just some dead thing, I killed you today."

With a flick of his sleeve, the ancient treasure sword appeared in his hand. With a shake of the sword, hissing sounds could be heard as the sharp blade pierced towards the green-eyed dwarf.

He was unprepared and wholeheartedly wanted to cripple the lower part of Nanshan's tranquil water body in a few moves. He never thought that before the sword even touched the tranquil water of Nanshan, he could only feel a strong sword energy surging towards him, he had nowhere to hide, the opponent's sword energy had already enveloped him, and even if he wanted to escape, it was already too late. The ancient sword in Nanshan's hands was as thin as paper and trembling non-stop.

A few seconds passed, but his throat was still not pierced. When he opened his eyes, he saw Nanshan Jingshui already fighting with Meng Xiaodie.

"Thank God, Meng Xiaodie is really loyal at such a critical time." The green-eyed dwarf said in his heart as he rolled on the ground, returning to Jiang Bufan's side.

The green-eyed dwarf clapped his hands and laughed, "Damn, this old Taoist Niu is quite capable."

"That is not the old Taoist Niu, that is the crawling man, the top warrior among the crawling men, a warrior who practices superior martial arts." Jiang Bufan stared at Meng Xiaodie and Nanshan's battle with Jingshui, and couldn't help but secretly feel surprised in his heart. Seeing Nanshan's Jingshui technique and martial arts cultivation, he probably wasn't a match for her.

Meng Xiaodie and Nanshan's quiet water was a contest between masters. They seemed to be hiding their strength, but what they were competing in was inner strength. It was a martial artist's cultivation realm. The sword Qi had shrunk into an icicle, which seemed to be invisible. As it absorbed the air currents around it, the air currents seemed to be gushing towards the icicle, and Shen Hong and the others who were standing about ten meters away from the Nanshan River began to tremble, as if they were being blown by a strong gust of wind. They could clearly feel an air current attracting them. Their feet could not help but step forward. Jiang Bufan and Shen Hong were barely able to keep up with their inner strength.

One could imagine how much pressure Meng Xiaodie was enduring. In the midst of the fierce wind, Shen Hong swept a glance at Meng Xiaodie, who was holding the black sword, and stood in her original position. The robe on her body did not have any reaction, and he used the black sword to stab forward, neutralizing the ice pillar's strong water flow.

"Meng Xiaodie, your skills are indeed outstanding. I am considered a loner in this underground castle, and I am at the highest point in the world. I didn't expect that at such a young age, your martial arts cultivation would reach such a level. You really can't be underestimated."

"I also didn't expect that there would be a supreme expert like you among the crawling men." Meng Xiaodie said sincerely.

Heroes cherished heroes. Even if the opponent was a crawling person or an outsider, Meng Xiaodie still admired him from the bottom of her heart. This was because he was powerful enough to reach the pinnacle. But admiration was admiration. After all, the other party was an opponent, and it was a battle of life and death between them. Even when they met such an opponent, it would arouse their fighting spirit and maximize the potential of their body.

The power he released was the sixth layer of the internal energy, the Six Paths of Samsara. This power traveled through space and time, gathering all the Yang energy in the past and present, and in the dim underground space, even if there was less Yang energy, the amount of energy Meng Xiaodie gathered was enough to shake the entire underground castle.

His robe trembled, his beard fluttered, and then quietly drooped down. This kind of shock was something that perhaps Jiang Bufan, Shen Hong, and the others did not notice, they only felt their breathing suddenly quicken, as if the surrounding air had been sucked away.

He immediately sat on the ground and calmly said, "It seems that Meng Xiaodie's power is indeed great, so great that this underground castle could hardly hold her power anymore. However, don't forget that this is an underground castle, and it belongs to our Lord."

The purpose of Meng Xiaodie's use of the Six Pure Samsara was to test the depth of Nanshan's tranquil water cultivation. Seeing Nanshan sit down, he knew that she was injured, but it was hard for him to determine the extent of the injury.

His body floated up gracefully like a piece of paper. With the sword in his right hand and the fingers of his left hand in each hand, he muttered an incantation as he drew a sword in the air, creating a half circle of sword Qi in the air. The sword condensed in the air like a rain of ice, and for a moment, the temperature suddenly dropped, as if everyone fell into an ice hole.

"F * ck, what kind of move is this? Are we going to be frozen again?" The green-eyed dwarf held his arm and huffed, and his breath seemed to freeze in an instant.

"It is fortunate that we were able to get frozen. I'm afraid this ice rain is not normal. If it were us, we would have already turned into ice water."

"What?" Can our bodies turn into ice water in an instant? Impossible, right? If you must put it this way, then this old Daoist Ox-nose is even more powerful than the Earth Demons. " The green-eyed dwarf could not believe it.

"Fuck you. Jing Shui from Nanshan is just a ploy in front of the Earth Devil Palace. How can he be compared to an Earth Devil?"

"Don't say anything. Look at Meng Xiaodie." Shen Hong interrupted their conversation.

The two of them turned their heads to look at Meng Xiaodie, who had already placed her black sword horizontally in front of her. In front of him was a layer of white frost, but even more ice rain was rushing over and forming an ice wall in front of them.

"Could Meng Xiaodie have been frozen?" Shen's eyes were red as he asked worriedly.

"Didn't I say it earlier? It would be good if he was frozen, but it looks like Meng Xiaodie can't hold on this time." Jiang Bufan gripped his flying snow sword tightly, ready to make a move at any time.