The purple inscription coiled around Di Wen's body was secretly powerful, and the momentum was on par with the old man in front of him.

"Gray-haired old thief, what is there to show off in the prefecture-level cold ice?"

"At the prefecture level..."

When the old man in front of him heard this, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, you must know that the power level of the inscription talent can be divided from high to low, heaven, Xuan, earth, yellow, and human.

Starting from the initial state of the human level, it is necessary to go through countless awakenings, baptisms, and the processing and carving of the inscription master, and the power of the inscription talent will be improved.

Just from the human level to the prefecture level, he has been extremely poor all his life, not to mention the level after that, he can't even think about it.

Blow, deep blow.

The ground-level ice he was proud of was said to be worthless by the young man in front of him.

But the young man in front of him definitely has the capital to say this, and after the collision just now, he found that the ice inscriptions of the two belong to the same prefecture level!

"Bastard boy, which force are you from?"

The old man stared at Di Wen and asked, such a genius, he actually had the power to send him to do this task, he really had a big heart!

The old man knew very well in his heart that the students who came here to do the task were all pawns, lacking the ability to protect themselves, and they were not far from death!

The students under his command are all dead by now, and the only ones who have the ability to protect themselves are those who have passed through the Xuan Realm.

"Say it, it scares you to death!"

Di Wen pointed to the two ice sculptures behind him and said, "We are vertical and horizontal people!"

"Hehe, the official forces dare to meddle in this matter... I really don't know how to write dead words..."

As soon as Di Wen mentioned Zongheng, the old man seemed to know Zongheng very well, and the corners of his mouth were a little joking.

"Knowing that we are official people, why don't you hurry up?"

Devon reminded him that he thought he had this kind of strength and fame.

"Shall I go?"

The old man shook his head and smiled: "Since the official has violated the agreement, it means that the life and death of you involved have been put aside, why should I leave?"

"What do you mean!"

When Di Wen heard this, he was shocked, and violated the agreement, what is the difference between life and death? Hua Ze was tired, but he didn't say anything at all.

"I don't mean anything, it's just that all three of you are going to die here today!"

Without waiting for Di Wen to react, the old man suddenly attacked, and directly struck at it with his strength through the Xuan Realm.

Failing to dodge, Diwen was slapped over in a photo, and a red handprint appeared on his neck.

"This is a blow from the Mysterious Realm!"

The moment he was attacked, Di Wen felt that his head was about to be fanned, if it weren't for the terrifying strength of his body, he might really be hit hard.

"Haoshou Horseman! You're pretty good at sneak attacks!"

Devon twisted his neck, and a crackling sound came out, apparently nothing serious.

"How could it be? Could it be that he is also in the Occult Realm?"

The old man was a little suspicious, with his strength in the early stage of the Xuan Realm, a full blow could make the target under the Xuan Realm either die or be injured.

And the black-robed young man in front of him didn't react at all, and he couldn't be compared to those people.

"At such a young age, I have already reached the Transcendence Realm! Why didn't I see any students in today's test?"

The old man lost his voice again and again, his face was incredible, he had the same level of inscription talent as him, the same realm, and the age was one heaven and one earth, what would this person be if he wasn't a genius?

"There's so much more you don't know!"

In fact, Di Wen had just received a lot of trauma, but it had been repaired with the Blood Devouring Record, which made him mistakenly think that Di Wen was in the Xuan Realm.

"Sabertooth Demon Dragon Spirit!"

In an instant, Di Wen's eyes were dark red, and the fishy glow gradually faded with the slight narrowing of his eyes.

"Old thief, come to fight!"

Divin's figure flashed like a ghost, leaving a series of scarlet afterimages in the dark night, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Then I'll try how many pounds and taels you have!"

The old man was covered in inscriptions, and with the wave of his palm, several ice picks appeared, aiming at Di Wen's direction, and drank away.

"Idiot!"

Seeing that Di Wen pounced on himself impartially, he was about to kill him.

If he wanted to reach the old man, he had to go over the ice picks, and he thought that Devon had not found it.

But in fact, Di Wen had already seen the positional relationship between the icicle and the old man.

But he didn't stop.

Even sped up, "Bang bang!"

Two ice picks passed through Devon's shoulder, splattering a circle of blood.

The old man smiled when he saw this, "The milk stinks and doesn't dry yet!"

But in the next moment, he thought that Di Wen would be shot down and stop, but in fact, the figure in his heart that should have been injured did not stop, but pounced on him.

A sharp ice sword appeared in Di Wen's hand at some point, gradually enlarging in the pupils of the old man's eyes.

"Die!"

The cold voice and the sharp sword entered the old man's body at the same time, and the eyes were in disbelief except for horror.

Divin's feet glared at the old man's chest, and he pulled the ice sword out of his abdomen, and his body flew upside down.

Di Wen urged the blood devouring record to recover his body, "It's really TM that injured the enemy eight hundred, and lost one thousand!"

After a short confrontation, it seemed that Di Wen's damage was much more serious than that of the old man, but Di Wen had recovered from the blood devouring record, and this gap was completely alleviated.

The old man took a few steps back, covering his lower abdomen with blood overflowing, and his face was a little gloomy: "Little guy, you are really hard enough!"

"However, the strength you just leaked is just the power of an eighth-order bloodline!"

The old man took his hand away from his abdomen, and the injury was not as serious as he thought, only a third of it.

"The power of the eighth-order bloodline is enough to deal with you!"

Di Wen looked at the old man with a smile, and his injured body slowly straightened up, obviously the injury had recovered.

"I don't care how you managed to recover from your injuries so quickly, but whether it's this method or the talent of the inscription, it must be provided by the power of the bloodline. ”

"Is yours enough?"

The old man's smile gradually became terrifying, and the power of the blood veins gushing out of his body was enough to support an ice array in the courtyard, and hundreds of ice picks fell like rain above the array, and countless ice picks rose from the ground under the ice array, completely aimed at Di Wen.

"This is to rely on the power of blood to crush me!"

Devon gritted his teeth and fully released the power of the blood veins in his body.

"Burst!"

In an instant, the formation centered on the old man rose from the ground, exactly the same as the ice formation released by the old man.

"Old fellow, do you think I won't?"

Di Wen laughed wildly, his body became a little weak without the blessing of the power of the bloodline.

But it looks more like a madman!

"Impossible!"

The old man roared hoarsely, looking at the rain-filled ice picks coming towards him, and wanted to escape, but the protruding ice picks under his feet restricted his movements.

"This is our family's private practice, how can you learn it?"