After the miserable roar, the young man slowly raised his head, and the chill in his eyes was even colder than this snowy night.

At this time, in the young man's body, a big battle is gradually coming to an end!

Under the power of the Seven Realms' powerhouse's full force and the cold qi that came from the abdomen, the cold qi seemed to be victorious, and it was driving straight into the heart.

Cold!

Bone-chilling cold!

Iwashi's eyebrows were frosty, his body trembled more and more, and his movements became sluggish. Even outside the wind and snow region, Zhao Pestle, Si Wuzhe and the others couldn't help but retreat, just because they couldn't resist this sudden chill at all.

"What's going on?" exclaimed Yuan Hongqian, because their clothes were rapidly frosting!

The wind and snow region was centered on the young man, and I saw him bow his head indifferently, and he unexpectedly whispered: "It turns out that the meaning of that poem is like this!"

After that, the snowflakes falling around the young man began to crystallize little by little, becoming crystal clear, all shining with a sharp cold light! Then, the crystals seemed to have traction, all gathered on the short sword in his hand, and as time passed, what the young man held in his hand was no longer a short sword, but a transparent ice sword, and the cold air was pressing!

When the ice sword was formed, the eyes of the people who were originally staring at this place in the secret realm were all unbelievable!

Su Ling, who was running, stopped, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and opened his mouth slightly: "Okay, what a strong sword intent!"

Fang Qing calmed down and felt carefully, "Impossible!"

Zhao Pestle was frightened, his face was pale and he said: "Sword sword sword... Meaning!"

And Li Qiushui, who had been watching the battle situation all the time, suddenly exploded and floated in the air, the expression on his face was extremely complicated with surprise, expectation and envy: "Sword intent! Sword intent turns into reality! You little wood, I have been chasing something all my life, and you have realized it! I am really ashamed!" Li Qiushui didn't know whether to cry or laugh, only his excitement could not be concealed!

Qin Zhenghe slowly fell beside Li Qiushui, and smiled with relief: "Is this a miracle?"

"If this is not a miracle, then what is it?" In the ruined temple, the old man stood in the courtyard, smiling!

And in the courtyard of the earthen house under the old elm tree, the sloppy man appeared again, he stood on the bluestone pillar and laughed wildly at the sky: "Do you see it?

As the words fell, the huge and terrifying eyes in the void opened again, and the entire temple village suddenly became weird!

It's just that in this, a pair of ordinary eyes squinted slightly, showing evil!

In the center of the wind and snow, after the ice sword in Yu Mutou's hand was formed, it did not stop there, because the endless sword intent was still in the sky, swarming out from the top of the young man's head.

And the sword intent seemed to be a baby, curiously sensing everything around it, and then it seemed to be threatened by something, and suddenly returned to the young man's side, forming a transparent armor on his chest and back.

Yan Shi was dumbfounded, and his heart was even more shocked, could this be the legendary sword intent? But how could this sword intent be so weird, it actually had its own consciousness!?

At this time, Yu Mutou stood like a killing god between heaven and earth, which actually made Yan Shi, who was the martial king of the Seven Realms, feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

"If this son continues to grow, then in the future..."

This is also the biggest purpose of his trip, including the girl Chu Li and Zhao Fanchen!

Moreover, as the Martial King of the Seven Realms, he knows a truth very well, don't bully a young man! Not to mention an amazing young man! But now that he has been deceived, that is, he must not leave a bane, Yan Shi can't, and the Xuanlei Sect behind him can't!

Thinking of this, Iwashi stabilized his mind, and then, he spit out a pill and quickly recovered his spiritual power.

The pain in the young man's body was still unabated, and the cold air emanating from his bones had made his body numb, and all kinds of sensations gradually disappeared.

The stubborn disease in the body seems to have gained more momentum, and the teenager can only forcibly support it. But what kept him up was the endless resentment!

The young man's eyes were cold, and his face was as pale as a dead man. He gritted his teeth with anger: "Did you kill Chu Li? Zhao Fanchen was not injured by you!"

Yan Shi was silent, his face was solemn, and he was still trying to recover his strength.

Yu Mu took a step forward, and the endless coercion was overwhelmingly pressed towards the rock.

"Answer me!"

Taking another step, Iwashi only felt that the temperature around him had dropped by a few minutes, and the expression on his face had begun to become hideous!

The young man's body trembled, and the only trace of clarity left was anger!

Chu Li's death, the young man couldn't accept it, and Zhao Fanchen almost died, which made the young man more and more self-blaming. He couldn't release the emotions that he had suppressed all day, but now it has become a venting point.

In fact, in addition to Chu Li's death and Zhao Fanchen's injury, what made the young man even more angry was that the scene of the seven-year period was staged again in front of his eyes! The memories that were originally sealed in the dust came out again, and everything about his mother's humiliation seven years ago became vivid. It's still the Yuan family! It's still a woman, and there's still one person who plays the role of Lu Dayou! That ugly face and vicious heart made the young man unable to suppress the anger in his heart at all, and at this moment it reached a peak!

The boy's voice was like a demon, and Blizzard swirled wildly around him, he looked down at Iwashi, and roared angrily: "You deserve to die!"

The young man gritted his teeth, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth again, and his right hand slowly swung the long sword, and the length of the ice sword was growing wildly in the air!

You don't have to move forward, just slash it with one sword!

Yan Shi opened his eyes suddenly, he had returned to the peak of the Five Realms at this moment, looking at the long sword that had been cut down, his face was ruthless, and he laughed loudly: "Hmph, I don't even have a clay leg with a spiritual root! I still want to kill me! Even if you realize the sword intent, what! If you don't have that foundation, you will also die!" I saw him stand up suddenly, his palm sealed, and he roared: "Give me the town!"

A mountain mark reappeared.

But before the mountain seal came down, Yu Mutou was cold, he couldn't hold on anymore, with bitterness and unwillingness, the young man slowly shook his head and said, "It's still too weak..."

At this moment, a graceful figure appeared in his line of sight, but the young man couldn't see who it was, so he closed his eyes.

"Holy Spirit Sword, Break the Heavens!"

Su Ling broke the mountain seal above his head with a sword, and Zhao Pestle also ran over quickly when Yu Mu's breath disappeared, and there was also Fang Qing, the princess of Haige, who came before.

The two women glanced at each other with complicated expressions. But I heard Fang Qing say to Zhao Pestle, who had already helped Yu Mu up: "Go find Liu Chun, quick!"

Zhao Pestle nodded, turned around and disappeared into the vast snowy night!

At the same time, Si Wuzhe and his party also came to Yan Shi's side, looking at Yan Shi, who was seriously injured, and the two blurred figures not far in front of him, everyone was full of doubts!

"What happened?" asked Si Wuzhe.

Iwashi's breath was short, and he said, "Go back first and then talk slowly!"

Seeing the group of people in front of him retreat, Su Ling immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the wound on his chest collapsed, staining his white clothes with bright red.

Temple Village, Broken Temple.

"Dead?" Li Qiushui wondered.

Qin Zhenghe's face was pale, he couldn't bend over, and pleaded in his mouth: "Sir, help!"

"It's fate, it's a dead end!, and I can't go back to heaven!" the old head lamented!

Li Qiushui retorted: "This is impossible, if you really die, the secret realm here will also collapse! But not now!"

... ...

"What would you do if you were given another chance?"

In the white mang, a voice that seemed to be ghostly, empty, non-male, non-female, suddenly sounded.

The boy opened his eyes suddenly, he first touched his body, and everything was as usual.

Looking around again, the boy appeared in this strange environment again.

It is full of desolation, full of a sense of time.

Looking up, the huge scabbard was still devouring everything around it with impunity.

And above the giant sheath, those eyes in the void are still disdainful and indifferent.

The boy stood up, calmed his panic, and asked, "What chance?"

"A chance to do it all over again!"

The young man was puzzled: "Do you do it again? What do you mean? Is it to fight Yan Shi again, or is it earlier? After starting again, Chu Li doesn't have to die! And Zhao Fanchen doesn't have to be injured, by the way, there is also Su Ling's injury!"

When the voice heard this, it actually laughed surprisingly, but the laughter sounded extremely penetrating.

"Hehehehe... You're not greedy!"

After the laughter, the voice continued: "The past is gone, you can't go back, you can't change it!

"If I asked you to choose your path again, what would you choose?"

The young man seemed to understand, and he asked surprisingly, "I have less than a month to live, is there any choice?"

"Yes, if you choose, maybe two months. ”

The boy was a little speechless: "Can't you have more?"

"It's up to you!"

"Really, then I want to be stronger!"

"Why?"

The young man straightened his body and said with his chest straight: "Of course, it is for life, for revenge, and for..."

"Why don't you say it? Do you want to say that it's for the sake of cooking for that girl?"

Yu Mutou wanted to open his mouth to refute, but he swallowed it back.

As if he had been pierced, his face turned red. It seemed that he felt a little embarrassed, and scratched his head in a dull manner, looking a little funny.

And there was no anger in that voice, but a hint of sweetness.

"For the sake of a girl, that's fine. Yes, I'm a little envious of her!But, you know, that Su Ling is not the woman you were destined to be!"

The boy was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Superficially!"

The young man's expression was grim, he seemed to be thinking about something, and finally said in a deep voice: "Destined!? I don't believe in fate anymore, am I destined to suffer? Is I destined to die young? I don't believe it! I don't admit it! Now, you give me a chance to choose again, and say that I may live, that is to say, my fate can be changed, since I can change it, why can't other people?"

For a long time, the voice didn't speak.

Just when the young man wanted to speak, the voice sounded again: "I can't answer what you say!"

"Okay, if you can change it, you can try it. I'll give you another chance now, but you have to do one thing, after all, there is no free life in the world, let alone you, a dead man!"