"Luo Xiaoman!!" The cold touch made Wan Zitong's face twist ferociously.
"Hahaha, you look very embarrassed when you are hit by a snowball, but the way you look angry is even more funny!" Luo Xiaoman stood on the back of the icy scorpion, with his hands on his hips, looking at the livid Wan with a mocking expression. Zitong.
The cold poisonous scorpion shook, trying to shake Luo Xiaoman off, but her feet were like a magnet, stuck to her back and she couldn't shake it off.
"Take another magic weapon from me."
Before Wan Zitong could react, Luo Xiaoman threw out another magic weapon.
Wan Zitong took a closer look and saw that it was a white ball. This was another snowball!
She ignored it and just passed by.
Huh, she won't get hit twice with the same method.
However, the moment Wan Zitong passed by the snowball, he felt a wave of heart palpitations.
Her pupils shrank, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the snowball spread suddenly, revealing a dark thing inside.
"Rainstorm pear blossom!"
boom!
The pitch-black sphere exploded, and countless needles flew out, catching Wan Zitong off guard.
Wan Zitong's heart trembled wildly, and he quickly stopped and waved the long sword in his hand to resist.
However, these needle rays were too dense and sharp, and there was no way she could catch them one by one.
Puff! Puff!
After a while, Wan Zitong fell heavily to the ground, and the cloak on his body had been torn to pieces by the needle light, revealing the phoenix-patterned robe underneath.
"Tsk, tsk, I said, you are not qualified to be my opponent." Luo Xiaoman raised his head, swayed his two pigtails, and looked at the embarrassed Wan Zitong with a playful expression.
At the same time, the cold poisonous scorpion under her feet was still shaking crazily, but there was no way to shake the little baby off.
"Little beast, don't waste your energy." She smiled and said proudly: "My boots are specially used for mountain climbing. As long as I don't remove them, they will stick to you."
Buzz!
Suddenly, a momentum swept across.
Wan Zitong stood up slowly and stared at Luo Xiaoman with a look of resentment. "I should thank you for helping me wake up a lot."
Um
Luo Xiaoman was slightly startled, and his expression became solemn.
"My young master, you have completely pissed off this woman." The ring spirit's voice sounded in Luo Xiaoman's mind, which sounded a bit like schadenfreude. "She is a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi refining. It would be easy for her to kill you."
Luo Xiaoman narrowed her eyes. She didn't know how powerful Wan Zitong was. From just now, she had been trying every means to provoke him.
She wanted to take advantage of Wan Zitong's arrogance and anger, forgetting the fact that she was at the ninth level of weapon refining.
Now, Wan Zitong has calmed down and realized his recklessness, but he is about to get serious.
A loud sound!
Wan Zitong's long sword buzzed with a dazzling sword light.
She raised her sword and pointed it at Luo Xiaoman coldly. "you die!"
"Slip!" Luo Xiaoman jumped up, jumped off the icy scorpion, stepped on the skateboard, and ran away quickly.
However, a sword light flew sharply, splitting two deep ravines in the snow on both sides of her.
At the same time, the Ice-Cold Poisonous Scorpion came to kill with great force, its green eyes flashing with strong murderous intent.
He wanted to tear this guy to pieces who dared to step on his head and torment him wantonly.
"Luo Xiaoman, forever..."
As soon as Wan Zitong raised his sword, a frightening aura broke out of the ground and turned into a white beam of light, rising into the sky.
Luo Xiaoman was suddenly startled, looking at the white beam of light with a surprised look on his face, and saw a fruit glowing with light appearing in it.
"Xuantian Fruit?!"
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