The White Walker in front of me is not bad at his skills.

However, in a duel in the era of cold weapons, how could he lose as a sword cultivator?

On the other side, fear had already arisen in the heart of the strange ghost.

The tall and thin human race in front of him was filled with murderous intent. When the sword in his hand struck, the darkness was as heavy as the tide.

His long sword collided with the dragon bird several times, and the exciting clashing sounds exploded in the air. Within two breaths, he was at a disadvantage.

"His strength is obviously not as good as mine, but in head-to-head situations, he has the upper hand. What's going on?!"

The White Walkers were frightened and frightened in their hearts, unable to understand this unreasonable thing.

And he noticed that the man in front of him had clearly wanted to step forward to help him, but was stopped by his look.

"hateful!"

The other party's behavior clearly meant that he didn't take him seriously at all.

"You will regret it!" he thought viciously in his heart.

The White Walker screamed, curled his tongue, and uttered a strange syllable. The ice crystal sword fell towards Lu Qingshan with the roar. The speed and strength of this sword were four or five minutes faster than before.

Explosive seed!

Lu Qingshan's waist was twisted in the air, the whistling wind could be heard in his ears, and the sparkle in his eyes became more intense.

"There is indeed something different!"

The white ghost in front of him could speak strange languages, which was different from other white ghosts. He was thinking at that time, would there be something new in his methods?

That's why Lu Qingshan stopped Gu Tianyan's helper just to find out what happened.

Seeing that the White Walker's ultimate move was forced out, Lu Qingshan stopped teasing the White Walker, turned his head to the right, and switched the Dragon Bird Sword from his right hand to his left hand, turning his body back into a thrust, like a carbine in spearmanship, with a straight tip.

Run towards the neck of the White Walker.

The power penetrated the back of the sword, the dragon bird sword swung past, and a blue blood flower rose into the sky!

"If it hadn't been sealed...otherwise I could crush an ant like you to death with just one finger!" The White Walkers let out an unwilling and sharp whistle.

Although Lu Qingshan could not understand this obscure language, he could vaguely sense his general emotions.

Unwilling, humiliating and disdainful.

The reluctance is understandable.

Who would be willing to die?

But the two emotions of humiliation and disdain are obviously worth pondering.

Why the humiliation, why the disdain?

Apparently he thought it would be a shame to die in his hands, and he obviously thought that the strength he showed was not worth mentioning.

This is a condescending mentality.

Combined with the previous speculation that these strange ghosts come from outside the source world, everything becomes terrifying.
Chapter completed!