"Chill Sword!"

Call!

As soon as the three-foot long sword came out, the Ye family town suddenly erupted into a shocking roar.

"Huh?"

Lu Yao'er's pupils closed.

She could clearly feel that since this sword appeared, the Red Flame Demon Sword in her arms had shrunk into her arms as if she were trembling. The flames rising from the sword also seemed to be retracted by fear.

"Li Tianhong has a sword!"

"A generation of Xuanqi Grandmaster was forced to take out the last hole card by a little emperor in the mortal world......"

Shocked, questioned, trembled, frightened!

A bunch of eyes looked towards Yang Mucheng.

"I didn't expect you to be able to compete with the Grandmaster, but this time it's really the end of it!" Ye Long clenched his fists and stared at Yang Mucheng with a pair of eyes.

"Can Shizun win?"

Hu Zong's eyes looked ahead without blinking.

Call~

The Qing Han Sword appeared, and the violent aura that was originally in the sky over the Ye family's small town gradually cooled down at this moment. A bone-chilling coldness, with Li Tianhong's body as the center, swept in all directions. As this freezing spread, it was even clear that a huge piece of frost on the ground was rapidly swept away.

"When I was in Zhao Kingdom, Zhou Yusheng could also use his internal strength to condense into cold ice. But compared with this Li Tianhong, he is simply a cloud and mud difference. ”

Yang Mucheng thought secretly.

As he thought about it, he saw that the entire town was completely enveloped. The houses are covered with ice skates. The surging fountain turned into icicles. The treetops are covered with frost flowers. The entire Yejia town seems to be wrapped in a cold winter.

"This sword is a low-grade blade of the Xuan Rank. Thirteen years ago, I went deep into the extremely cold ice field and risked my life to get a piece of century-old ice in the depths of the ice field. Sword Forging Master Qin Ting personally built it for me!"

"This sword is three feet, two inches, and seven minutes!"

"The people who died under this sword were all Xuanqi Grandmasters without exception. You, a little emperor in the mortal realm, can die under this sword, which is enough to be proud!"

Li Tianhong held the Qinghan Sword and looked at Yang Mucheng.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sneer appeared on his face, and he swept forward. In an instant, an earth-shattering chill frantically gathered in the void, and the extreme transformation surged, and this sword light actually transformed into a one-horned snow wolf. At the same time as it was formed, it was to rush towards Yang Mucheng!

Knock! Knock!

It's obviously just an illusion of nothingness that has been transformed into internal strength, but at this moment, it seems to be real. The sharp four claws fell to the ground and scratched lightly, and it was a terrible pit. From a distance, it looks like a rushing snow.

"Get out of here!"

Yang Mucheng shouted loudly and smashed his fist forward.

"Haha, Yang Mucheng, you've been tricked!"

Li Tianhong saw that Yang Mucheng actually took the initiative to attack the snow wolf, he was not surprised, but laughed. Hearing only a 'bang', the snow wolf was directly shattered by Yang Mucheng's punch, and it turned into frost in the sky in an instant.

He shook his five fingers, and the frost in the sky was centered on Yang Mu at this moment, quickly gathering like a tornado, and pieces of ice flowers were like flying locusts and sharp arrows, shooting towards Yang Mucheng's hole. At this moment, the attack of frost swept the heavens and the earth!

Then a loud bang rang out, and countless frosts crashed into one point.

Rise~

Just a moment before the explosion, Yang Mucheng had already quickly withdrawn.

"Emperor Yang!"

Ye Xian'er shouted loudly.

"Holy ......"

Lu Yao'er clenched the Red Flame Demon Sword.

Though.

Yang Mucheng dodged this fatal blow, but half of his body had already condensed into ice. How could the Xuanqi Sect Master's attack be easily escaped? Invaded by this cold qi, Yang Mucheng's face had turned pale.

"Hahaha...... Sect Master of the Li Family, hurry up and take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill this son!"

Ye Long clapped his hands and shouted.

Ye Tianhan narrowed his eyes with a smile and stroked his beard proudly, as if he had everything in his hands.

"Stop!"

Then.

Hu Zong finally couldn't stand it anymore, and his voice rang out.

"Master Hu Dan?" Li Tianhong looked at him suspiciously.

"Ye Tianhan, didn't you say that you wanted to meet my master? Emperor Yang is my master, and it was through his help that I was promoted to the Yellow Rank Upper Grade Dan Master. Hu Zong walked out slowly and bowed to Yang Mucheng.

Quiet!

The Ye family town fell silent suddenly.

If it is said that for Yang Mucheng, the emperor of the mortal world, the fact that he can resist the Xuanqi Grandmaster has already made everyone feel incredible. Then Hu Zong personally admitted that Yang Mucheng is his master, which is as absurd as someone telling you that the end of the world is coming soon!

"Master Hu Dan, don't laugh!"

Li Tianhong's expression was extremely complicated, he didn't know whether to be shocked or questioned, and finally turned into a wry smile.

Of course.

In his heart, he extremely expected that Hu Danshi was joking with him, after all, he had been fighting with Yang Mucheng for so long, and he had even moved to kill. Now you run over to him and tell him that this young man you almost killed is the big guy you want to meet, and how does that make him accept.

"I'm not laughing!"

Hu Zonglang said.

Li Tianhong held his breath in his chest, almost not breathing.

"He is actually Master Hu Dan's master?"

"How is it possible, what qualifications does he have to order Master Hu Dan? An emperor of the mortal realm, does he know what alchemy is?"

"But Master Hu Dan admitted it himself!"

In the Ye family's town, everyone was in chaos. They even feel as if the whole world has been turned upside down.

Ye Long's eye beads were almost bulging out.

The smile on Ye Tianhan's face also stiffened completely.

"Since you are the master of Master Hu Dan, why didn't you say it earlier? Tianhong has offended a lot, and I ask you to forgive me. Li Tianhong pondered for a moment, bowed to Yang Mucheng, and even changed his title to an honorific title: "Emperor Yang, you and I have different positions, this competition is not over yet." Why don't you throw in the towel......"

"Throw in the towel?"

Yang Mucheng shook his head slowly.

He took a step forward, and the internal energy that was frozen in his body exploded, shattering the ice outside his body.

"Li Tianhong, we don't have a score!"

Li Tianhong frowned slightly, he didn't expect Yang Mucheng to be so difficult. He had given up the idea of killing him, and he could end the fight just by letting the other party admit defeat, but he didn't agree. But he forgot that behind Yang Mucheng was Ye Xian'er.

As soon as Yang Mucheng admits defeat, Ye Xian'er will be deprived of the qualifications of the heir.

"Emperor Yang, do you really want to fight?"

Li Tianhong asked again.

"Seriously!"

Yang Mucheng nodded.

Li Tianhong clenched his fists, and the scattered killing intent quietly gathered in his pupils.

"Emperor Yang, each of us is our master, and we all have reasons why we can't back down. Since you insist on fighting to the end, then I have no choice but to accompany you. But be careful, I won't have any hands left behind!"

"So do I!"

Yang Mucheng nodded slowly.

(End of chapter)