"What a big breath!"

"There are many people who want to kill me, but I have always lived, and those fanatics who tried to slay dragons have all died in Huangquan!"

"You really want to take away my woman in front of me, is it really delusional, are you people from the Tomb King Sect so empty-eyed?"

Chu Feifan's voice was like a bell, his sharp eyes stared at the cold ice falling, and Zhan Lu's long sword was lightly raised, and the sword was pointed directly at her figure.

Han Bingluo never thought that a monarch of the Eight Rank Empire would be so domineering and arrogant, there are only two kinds of people who are so empty-eyed, one is a mediocre who is really stupid and doesn't know whether to live or die. One is a strong man with strong strength and a ravine.

Obviously, Chu Feifan in front of the cold ice was the latter, and he had shattered the power of his attack with a sword before, although her attack had not yet used the right, it was enough to show that Chu Feifan was by no means an idle person.

The face of the cold ice fell under the white veil, the eyes flashed with a cold murderous aura, the long sword in the jade hand waved and moved, and the body was in the afterimage one after another, and it was elegant and light towards Chu Feifan.

"Presumptuous!"

"Tonight, I took the head of the Tomb King faction, just so that you can open the treasure of the Nanling Underground Palace for me!"

Chu Feifan gathered the expression on his cheeks, and the violent imperial dragon qi rose from Zhou's body, and the power of the true dragon bloodline in his body was activated, and he quickly ran the mantra of ten thousand swords returning to the sect.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

Suddenly.

The Bixiao Palace was filled with the shadow of the vast sword light, and the cold sword qi around Chu Feifan's figure rose vertically and horizontally, and the scene was gorgeous and magnificent, as if the world was destroyed. Ten thousand sword lights let out a low roar, like a storm crashing on the shore, slashing into the sky at any time, killing all living beings in the land covered by the sword light.

"What a terrifying sword light, this Emperor Chu has mastered such an unfathomable sword technique, it seems that I really underestimate him!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Dozens of collision sounds came one after another, and the figures of Chu Feifan and Han Bingluo shuttled back and forth in the Bixiao Palace, and the fierce true qi fluctuations where they passed stirred up the dust in the sky.

The streamer sword on Chu Feifan's figure was like the power of thunder, constantly releasing it, and the impermeable wind shrouded the cold ice falling figure, and the long sword in her jade hand rotated and transformed, constantly knocking out the sword rays flying in the air.

"Sword of Ice!"

"Frozen everything!"

The Sword of Ice, the top swordsmanship of the Cold Sword Technique, the most powerful sword technique among the swordsmanship and martial arts cultivated by the Cold Ice Fall.

Freeze everything, the cold ice falls and the ice qi in the body is released and lingers on the long sword, the power of the sword light implies the power of freezing frost and cold, and everything in the place where it is dormant is instantly frozen.

At this time.

In the entire Bixiao Palace, there is no trace of summer warmth, as if the change of seasons has come to the cold winter in an instant. Chu Feifan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the bone-eroding cold air instantly swept through his body, and the bones around his body stiffened as if they were sloppy.

"Such a majestic cold ice true qi, this cold ice fall is worthy of being the head of the Tomb King faction, and his skills are really good."

Chu Feifan muttered to himself, with a solemn expression on his face, quickly urging the god-level emperor in his body to decide, and the vast true qi in his body burst out, condensing the strongest blow of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect, broken!"

"I want to see who is better in sword skills between you and me!"

With a loud shout, the swords in the sky instantly condensed together, and the ten thousand swords were one, and their power was so powerful that it was simply smacking.

Chu Feifan's arms were spread widely, and the sword light that rose to the sky stood above his leader, only to see him clasp his hands together, and his arms volleyed towards the cold ice.

"Huh!"

The power of a sword shattered into the air, and the entire Bixiao Palace trembled violently, and the endless sword light roared like a thunderbolt, as if it was about to engulf the entire world.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

With the sound of explosions that resounded through the sky, Chu Feifan and Han Bingluo's figures continued to retreat backwards at the same time, and the clothes on the two of them flew up and roared in the air, as if two fierce beasts were fighting.

Diao Chan's pretty face turned pale, hugging her white veil, and Qianying quickly stepped back, trying to avoid the ripples of true qi. In the face of the fierce battle between the two, she was really powerless, and she couldn't even resist the fluctuations of the true qi released by the two.

"Huh!"

The cold shadow flashed, and the sharp sword light of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect slashed down beside her figure, and the huge concussive force shook the white veil on her cheeks away. At this time, her figure is as elegant and agile as a flying dancer.

Chu Feifan forcibly stabilized the retreating figure, raised his hand to wipe the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and suddenly raised his head, staring at the cold ice in front of him with eyes like knives.

"What a peerless face, I didn't expect the head of the Tomb King Sect to be so young and beautiful!"

Chu Feifan couldn't associate Han Bingluo's age with her cultivation and status, with such a strong cultivation, she was so young, if it weren't for the system that transmitted her information, Chu Feifan would definitely think that she had rejuvenated.

Now.

Han Bingluo was wearing a white dress, her demeanor was outstanding, her pretty face was pale, her breath became disordered, and her chest continued to rise and fall like a stormy wave, which made Chu Feifan's heart ape and horse staring at her.

"Shameless!"

Han Bingluo found Chu Feifan's hot eyes, and his pretty face instantly rose with anger, his jade hand clenched the long sword in his hand, and his figure rose with a world-shattering demeanor, and his cold eyes flashed with cold killing intent.

"The cold ice falls, you and I are equal in cultivation, and now you can make you suffer less pain by tying your hands and arresting me, if not, you will be worse off than dead!"

Chu Feifan's heart moved with the thought of life and death talismans, his eyes glanced at the wine poured on the ground, and said in a deep and majestic voice.

"It's better to live than to die?"

"I want to see, what can you do to me?"

The sound of cold ice falling anger sounded, and the pretty face covered with frost and cold was murderous and awe-inspiring, and he did not put Chu Feifan's threat in his eyes at all.

"Bang ............"

A burst of hurried footsteps sounded, and outside Bixiao Palace, Chu Yanlong and Luo Shixin led five hundred iron eagle warriors and hundreds of crossbowmen to surround the palace.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

The crossbowmen's arms were wide open, and they stood with their bows and arrows, and the cold light of the arrow feathers was aimed at the palace gate of Bixiao Palace, and as long as someone appeared, they would immediately be killed by ten thousand arrows.

Chu Feifan saw Han Bingluo and looked sideways outside the hall, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was low: "How about it, let's think about it, don't give your life in vain!" ”

"Wishful thinking, even if I am in prison tonight, I will go to hell with you!"

Let's talk about it.

Han Bingluo held the long sword in his hand, and his toes hit the ground and the figure fell in the air, and the tip of the sword released a tricky and deadly attack, quickly attacking and killing Chu Feifan's figure.

"Huh!"

Chu Feifan's arms were outstretched, his figure fell backwards, and the power of the true qi lingering on his palms swept towards the wine on the ground. In an instant, the wine on the ground splashed and floated in the palace.

"Life and Death Talisman, Kai!"

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