The wind howled and wandered over the water god lake, and the overwhelming snowflakes were constantly rotating under the guidance of the wind.

In the midst of the whirring wind, Mu Shan could vaguely hear the hoarse roars of Ma Chao and Yan Xing, fierce and murderous, like invisible waves, rushing towards him.

Do you want to go up and help him?

Mu Shan was a little hesitant in his heart, if Ma Chao was really defeated and died, the ending was undoubtedly something he didn't want to see, but when his eyes stayed on the hundreds of onlookers beside him, this unrealistic idea suddenly disappeared.

"Boom ......" Through the gaps of dense snowflakes, Mu Shan seemed to see a vigorous and ancient cold pine, with the chopping of Yan Xing's blade, suddenly from the ice under Ma Chao's feet, rising from the ground, the thick and majestic trunk, like a sword to the sky, swept in front of Ma Chao who dodged and retreated in time, and shattered his body's protective true qi.

"Dangerous ......" Mu Shan's eyes froze, but he saw countless swaying branches and leaves, emitting a metal-like sonorous tone, like a murderous sword, spear, sword and halberd, from all directions, densely piercing and slashing towards Ma Chao. What made Mu Shan even more worried was that the ice under Ma Chao's feet, the roots of the pine trees and the vertical and horizontal knots, quietly shuttled through the ice under his feet without Ma Chao's knowledge, like a poisonous snake lurking, waiting for the moment to launch a fatal blow.

"Hanmei Aoxue!" Cast by ice and snow, in the pale and dense pine branches and leaves, Ma Chao's voice was a little tyrannical and angry, and then he saw a few cold glows, with an extremely pure snow white, in the wind and snow, dazzling blooming.

Between the nose, there seems to be a faint fragrance floating and brewing, refreshing people's hearts.

Looking around, Mu Shan could only vaguely see a few white rays of white mangs fluttering, forming a few elegant plum blossoms that bloomed alone in the cold on the Shuishen Lake in front of him, silently, but with a bit of the coldness of harvesting life.

A little bit of light red, gradually obvious, forming the holy outline of plum blossoms, but it exudes a faint smell of blood.

The wind and snow entrenched on the Lake of the Water God quietly stagnated, and then like a dream, it gradually melted and disappeared.

The line of sight suddenly became clear, and it turned out that the plum blossoms were blooming around Yan Xing's body, and the faint red plum blossom outline was the blood that was gurgling out of Yan Xing's body, condensing in the air.

In one move, Yan Xing was already heavily injured!

Ma Chao on the other side also injured 1,000 enemies and 800 self-inflicted losses. On the silver-white embroidered brocade armor, cracks were everywhere, blood flowed vertically and horizontally, and a hideous wound of flesh and skin snaked from his left shoulder to his right ribs, and his handsome face was as pale and fragile as a kind of excessive blood loss.

......The ice under Ma Chao's feet, with the agitation of the pine roots, finally shattered, and Ma Chao, who was caught off guard, fell into the cold lake in an instant.

"Ma Chao, see how long you can last! Your Ma family is just superfluous in Xiliang! Yan Xing saw Ma Chao fall to the bottom of the lake, and his face suddenly swelled with flush and excitement, as if he was a winner, and made his own declaration: "You just lie quietly under the lake, open your eyes and see clearly, not only the red rabbit will be mine, but even Yu Hui will be in my bag!" ”

"Yu Hui ......" Mu Shan looked at the boundless beside him and said, "Is it also a famous horse?" ”

"Yes, it is one of Mu Tianzi's eight horses, legend has it that his coat color is shining, and he is the most dazzling one among the eight divine horses, as for what magical powers, no one knows."

"Mu Tianzi Eight Horses......" Mu Shan's expression began to change, both solemn, excited and worried: "Xingba's flip feather, the red rabbit that appeared before, plus Yu Hui, Mu Tianzi Eight Horses, there are already three ...... that have appeared."

"You probably didn't want to fight Yaochi Immortal Pavilion, right?" Wuya glanced at Mu Shan lightly, and said: "There are many masters in this world who are stronger than you, even if Yaochi Immortal Pavilion really appears, it will not be your turn to be dry." Be careful that you don't eat the mutton, but you get into a commotion! ”

“…… Oh, dead crow, do I look like the kind of person who wants to get rich! When his heart was revealed, Mu Shan's old face turned red, he coughed dryly, and quickly changed the topic, pointed to the Shuishen Lake in the distance, and said, "Look, Ma Chao is going to fight back." Starting from the parts where it was difficult for Yan Xing to attack, it seemed that he wanted to pull Yan Xing down to the bottom of the lake together. …… Smart, although the lake water is limiting Ma Chao's speed, but if he falls into the same predicament, I am afraid that the restriction on Yan Xing will be even greater......"

"Click......" Before Mu Shan finished speaking, the ice under Yan Xing's feet had been pierced by countless spear qi, piercing thousands of holes, and as a last resort, Yan Xing could only jump up, slash down in the air, aim at the hazy figure below, and cut down a violent and ferocious knife qi.

Will he be able to dodge?

Looking at the bottom of the lake, the sword was like a rainbow, domineeringly blasting open the fragile ice surface, bombarding the lake, setting off two majestic waves, and then accompanied by Yan Xing, they disappeared in Mu Shan's sight.

The surface of the lake briefly regained its calm, only ripples kept spreading outward.

A faint bloodstain is rendered in the center of the lake, like a flower blooming in the water, bewitching and bloody!

As the color of his blood deepened, Mu Shan's worries gradually began to grow.

What kind of life-and-death battle are the two people under the lake at this moment, and how much blood has been shed to render the lake like this!

Who will die under the dark and cold lake?

Just when Mu Shan and the others were anxious to learn the result, the ripples in the lake began to solidify, and the lake slowly formed frost, and then gradually formed an ice surface.

"Dong ......" two blood-drenched figures shot out from under the ice at the same time, and at this moment, they were like two fierce beasts in a desperate situation. Heavy breathing, like a hurricane whistling between heaven and earth, echoed in Mu Shan's ears. Even Mu Shan could vaguely hear their rapid heartbeats, and maybe the next moment, they would stop forever because they were oversqueezing their body's potential.

…… Why bother?!

"For the sake of the ethereal ancient grudges, is it worth it to let two people with great prospects and no hatred carry out such a tragic elimination fight!" Mu Shan's voice was very low, as if he was questioning the sky, questioning fate, so powerless.

For a moment, Mu Shan wanted to step forward to stop this meaningless barbaric fight, but before he could step forward, he was held down by Zhou Yu on the side: "The moon is printed with thousands of rivers and waters, and the thousands of rivers and moons are different, this is the heart of the world." The same thing always has different meanings for different people. In your eyes, what is worthless may be more important to others than life. …… Some things are not important to him, but the sustenance, the belief he contains. ”

"Just like them, it's not for those empty grievances, but because of this victory, it will determine the Yan family and the Ma family, who is the most influential family in Xiliang, and who is the future overlord of Xiliang!"

"Drink!" The two of them roared hysterically at the same time, dragging their gradually heavier bodies, desperately rushing towards each other, with their remaining physical strength and true qi, the next blow will be the moment that will determine their life and death!