I am a professional at killing time travelers

Before they knew it, Fairy Lan Qin had arrived above the Wuxian Palace in her fairy boat.

Eighty thousand disciples began to form a city formation outside the Wuxian Palace.

Bai Lian was suspended in the air and looked at Fairy Lan Qin: "Who are you, Excellency?"

Lan Qin took a step forward and clasped her hands together: "Let's be frank. I am the Saint of the Ice and Snow Temple, Fairy Lan Qin! I came here today to give my sisters a home!"

Bai Lian sneered, "Oh? You are from the Ice and Snow Temple? I wonder how you are going to give us sisters a home? The people you brought are arranging their troops and there is no sign of them planning to give us a way out!"

Lan Qin was not angry when she was exposed, because her purpose was to use delaying tactics to allow her own people to set up the formation. Little did she know that Bai Lian had the same idea.

"Since we can be sisters, I can stop here now. If we can't be sisters, I have to have the capital to withdraw safely."

Bai Lian smiled and said, "What a eloquent speaker you are! It sounds like I am forcing you to stay. If that's the case, you don't have to be so careful. I can swear to let you leave safely."

Lan Qin also smiled brightly: "Look, so many of you are here!"

"Yeah! We're here now!"

The two men's expressions suddenly changed, and they said in unison: "Set up the formation!"

Two large formations rose from the ground, and the light echoed each other. The large formation of the Wuxian Palace was the mountain-guarding formation of the Xuannv Sect, and the light shield instantly enveloped the Wuxian Palace.

The formation set up by Lan Qin is a severe cold world. The temperature will continue to drop until this world is completely covered with ice and snow! When the formation is absolutely frozen, the formation will dissipate.

Surrounded by a severe cold realm, the Xuannv Mountain Guarding Array was howling incessantly, blowing at the light shield of the Xuannv Mountain Guarding Array. Even though they were protected by the light shield, the disciples also felt a chill.

As the saying goes, gold gives birth to water, water gives birth to wood, and the white lotus directly converts properties. All the formations of the Xuannv Sect are of yin attribute. When cold water meets yin wood, it does not produce fire but earth. Earth gives birth to wood in an endless cycle. It was in this way that they were able to resist the invasion of the cold wind.

"Twelve Heavenly Officials, listen to my orders! Form a small formation and break out!" Bai Lian gave a tender cry, and the Twelve Heavenly Officials, wearing colorful zodiac armors, led their subordinates to rush out of the mountain guarding formation.

Fairy Lan Qin was only slightly surprised, then sneered: "Haha! Once we break away from your mountain-guarding formation, we will be nothing more than a dazzling ice sculpture! Today, Wuxian Palace will be destroyed. Of course, if you surrender, I can treat you well because we are both women!"

Bai Lian's face was cold: "Too late! Kill!"

The Twelve Heavenly Officials each led thirty-five disciples to break out of the encirclement, and formed the Thirty-Six Tiangang Formation with themselves as the core of the formation.

The Twelve Heavenly Officials took advantage of their small number and agility to charge through Lan Qin's severe cold world, killing nearly a hundred people in one encounter.

Lan Qin was a little panicked. With 100,000 people under her belt, she could go anywhere without any difficulty. But facing the first force that dared to resist her, she was actually a little nervous. She didn't know whether she was afraid or excited.

Wuxian Palace is the place of rebirth of Xuannv Sect. Their sect has been destroyed once and they are aware of the evil deeds of the invaders. In order to prevent the tragedy from happening again, everyone has burst out with the strongest fighting power.

The four hundred and thirty-two people were like a wildfire, leaving blood and flesh flying wherever they passed. Most of the disciples brought by Lan Qin had never experienced such a large-scale battle. No one was fighting on their own in the formation, and soon a corner of it was torn apart.

Lan Qin was shocked. Suddenly, she looked at the Tenth Elder and her pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw a young man in white standing quietly beside the Tenth Elder. It seemed as if he appeared out of thin air and just stood there quietly. The Tenth Elder did not seem to notice his existence and was still looking at the battle situation on his side anxiously.

How could the commander of the battlefield allow himself to be separated? At this critical moment, the twelve Tiangang formations were less than a hundred feet away from Lan Qin.

Just as the tenth elder was about to give a reminder, he suddenly remembered Lan Qin's expression and subconsciously turned around and slashed with his sword.

Zheng Qiu directly summoned the Ten Kings Beast Heart Hammer, and the immortal weapon easily blocked the attack of the Ten Elders.

Zheng Qiu quietly glanced at the completion rate of the task. It was already 10% now. It was just a brief encounter. It seemed that there would be no difficulty in completing the task.

He blocked the sword of the Tenth Elder and said calmly: "Watch the show! Don't ruin the atmosphere!"

The tenth elder was somewhat puzzled: "Who are you, fellow Taoist?"

Zheng Qiu said softly: "The Lord of Wuxian Palace is Huosha Daojun!"

The Tenth Elder's pupils shrank immediately: "You are not dead?"

Zheng Qiu looked at Lan Qin who was retreating step by step and nodded: "I originally wanted to sneak attack and kill you! But I felt a very familiar feeling on your body. I can't tell what that feeling is, but I just feel that there may be a destiny between you and me."

The tenth elder stood up straight and looked at Zheng Qiu. Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "You have the aura of the nineteenth mistress! Are you the child of the original body?"

Zheng Qiu tilted his head and looked at the Tenth Elder: "Who is the Nineteenth Matron you are talking about?"

"Chang Yuling, the master of the White Dragon Cave, painted a picture not far from here because of some things."

Zheng Qiu thought for a moment and said, "Sure enough, we are destined to be together!"

The tenth elder was unsure of Zheng Qiu's position and asked directly: "Excuse me, is it a bad fate or a good fate?"

"She wanted to take over my body, but was killed by my senior brother."

The tenth elder was startled and quickly distanced himself from the enemy: "So you have a grudge?"

Zheng Qiu waved his hand: "The dead are dead, if you want to take revenge, that's fine! Anyway, we are on opposite sides, but before that, we should let these two girls decide the winner."

The tenth elder sent out a distress signal in his heart. He could feel the threat from Zheng Qiu. Since the other party was willing to let him buy time, there was no need for him to make such a fuss. He just needed to wait quietly for the real body to come.

Zheng Qiu suddenly thought of something: "I remember that when she was dying, she said that she was the wife of the Ferry Sword Saint, and you said she was the nineteenth mistress. Why don't you ask how many wives the Ferry Sword Saint has?"

The tenth elder was wary of Zheng Qiu and was confused by this question: "What do you mean?"

"Just say it straight, I just want to have fun."

The tenth elder watched the battle become more and more tense. Fairy Lan Qin seemed to be getting more and more skilled in commanding. Everything seemed to be going in a good direction. Then he thought for a moment and continued, "In fact, the main body only has one wife, and the remaining fifty are all concubines!"

Zheng Qiu watched the Twelve Heavenly Officials retreating left and right. Although they were advancing and retreating in moderation, it was somewhat difficult for them to enter a camp of 100,000 people with only 400 people. This also showed the shortcomings of the Wuxian Palace. He continued nonchalantly, "What do you think the Ferry Sword Saint will do to me? Will he kill me when he comes?"

The Tenth Elder suddenly stopped being nervous: "Do you know I will notify the main body?"

Zheng Qiu raised his head and looked towards the sky: "I don't know if your real body has arrived, but my senior brother is here!"

A breeze blew across the sky, and above the white clouds, a middle-aged figure in white appeared. This man had young hair tied up in a bun, eyebrows like peaks, eyes like lightning, and the long sword in his hand emitted a mournful sound. His stubble added a bit of melancholy to his temperament. This man was none other than Jinsha Zhenren, the master of the Zangdao Peak of Baisha Sect.

"Ferry! You're here!" The voice was hoarse and deep, as if it could penetrate the whole world.

"Haha! Jinsha, long time no see!" The figure of the Ferry Sword Saint appeared. The whole person was like a sharp sword spanning between heaven and earth. Just standing there, the aura he exuded seemed to be able to cut through the entire world.