The frost stretched out behind the morning snow in the north, as if it had put huge wings on her, and it looked a little similar to the crane just now. Between the flapping wings, the ice picks appeared out of thin air, drawing a beautiful arc in the sky, heading towards Nangong Fei.

The cold air surged, fogging Nangong Fei's eyes. He simply closed his eyes and slashed the spear in front of him. The wind was howling and the fire was looming. The wind fuels the fire, and the fire rises and the wind mighty.

The whirlwind emerged with the tip of the spear, and the whirlwind was dotted with golden fire, and as the wind swirled, it bloomed with violent energy. The whirlwind is like a dragon, and the flames are like scales.

Flame tornado!

The ice pick condensed in front of the northern darkness like smoke, like the sharp beak of a divine bird, intending to peck through the void.

The fire dragon soars into the air, and the ice phoenix falls to the ground.

Ripples rippled in the ring, ice and fire intersected, blending with each other.

Beiming Chenxue had a light smile on her face, and from the frost, she took it step by step, leaving behind the afterimage of the Dao, ignoring the spiritual power around her, and swinging a sword straight out, a huge sword mark took her towards Nangong Fei at great speed.

Nangong Fei's eyes froze, looking at the morning snow of the Northern Darkness looming among the frost, he drank softly, put away the gun, stabbed out, and drank it in one go. The spear pierced the space, black fragments hovered above the shadow of the gun, the flames were exploding, and the wind blade wrapped around Yu Wei slashed forward, and the violent momentum instantly condensed.

The sword and the spear touched together in an instant. Stalemate in mid-air.

The Northern Morning Snow gently poked out Ruyu's left hand, and quickly changed the handprint. The snow and ice slowly converged, as if they were about to shrink in the palm of the hand. The handprint was gently swung out, and the cold air surged, dyeing the ring ice blue, straight towards the front cover.

Nangong Fei's pupils twitched, like flames fluctuating, and two fire dragons were wrapped around the spear, circling, and rushing straight forward along the spear. At the same time, with a light rebuke in his mouth, the wind and waves rolled, and the wind blade took shape in an instant, with sharp force, cutting through the sky.

The palm print and the wind blade staggered in a single breath.

The palm print is the same as before, but it lacks a bit of charm.

The wind blade spun sharply, but it was a little less agile.

"Wind?"

The wind blade crossed the sky, the morning snow of the North Darkness tilted its head slightly, and the green silk broke off. Ice-blue hair circled in the sky, slowly falling. Beiming Chenxue saw that Nangong Fei didn't answer herself, and she wasn't annoyed, and her red lips covered by the light veil opened slightly.

"Ice and Snow Mirror. ”

A wall of ice formed on all sides to enclose the two in the center, and the smooth wall reflected the menacing spear.

Guns appear on the walls. Countless sharp guns show their majesty under the refraction of the wall.

Nangong Fei's pupils froze, and the great prestige of the Ice and Snow Condensing Mirror made him have to be cautious.

It was the number one martial art in the Northern Darkness family, but I didn't expect it to show it in the hands of this slightly immature Northern Darkness Chenxue.

There may be flaws, not as reflective as in the records, but it is by no means easy to compete with ordinary martial arts.

The spear shot at Nangong Fei's robe, easily piercing, leaving a dense blood hole.

"If you can't resist, you can throw in the towel. The voice was as cold as ever, without the slightest warmth.

There were blood stains on the corners of Nangong Fei's mouth, but he smiled, "Only one percent." ”

Beiming Chenxue's body shook slightly, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly, vowing to take this opportunity to decide the outcome in one fell swoop.

The spear was still in a stalemate with the guns that were floating around.

Nangong Fei is actually from a side lineage, and he does not dabble too much in the martial arts of the Nangong family, but it also creates a style that he has no superfluous moves, but a style that has been cultivated in real killing.

He had mastered the fur of the Wind Laws, and he went straight into the Wind Valley in the academy and stayed for a whole year.

During the awakening of his bloodline, he went to sleep in the lava. He can't compare to Nangong Zihua, who was born with a golden key, but he still has a natural love of fighting, and he can be considered to have walked out of his own way.

Nangong Zihua seems to be lying on the merits of his ancestors, and he has reached the first-class situation of the younger generation with only his blood and resources.

Nangong Fan relied on his own tenacity and made many efforts to become one of the people that the younger generation can only look up to.

There are already rumors in the family that if he gets the top ten in the Blue Lord World this time, there will be an ancestor who will accept him as a disciple. He likes to cultivate, and he is also a martial arts idiot, he wants to see the scenery of the road ahead of the martial arts. Then a good teacher is inevitable.

He seems to be coming out for Nangong Zihua, but in fact, he is also trying to set off the struggle of the younger generation of super Tianjiao.

Only countless battles can make him grow faster, and he believes that those guys have the same idea as him at this time.

He could easily block the reflected gunshot, but he didn't.

He had to try, and he could reflect a few percent of his own attacks, and deduce its limit.

A move is a move after all. There are no invincible moves, only invincible people.

Yicheng, at such an age, is definitely a remarkable achievement. But not invulnerable.

Ice and fire are mutually resistant, and a powerful fire can destroy the frost. Nangong Fei thought like this in an instant.

Guns rose into flames, and fierce winds whistled.

Boundless wind!

Fire!

The heavens and the earth are discolored, and only the fire remains. The wind was still pouring into the flames. Madness appeared in Nangong Fei's eyes, and the head of the spear turned straight, and the flames surging on it burst with it.

The sparks are like butterflies flying. Dangling the mirrors around him. A crack visible to the naked eye appeared on it.

Nangong Fan shouted, and the spear mercilessly picked up the galloping long sword, and directly cut the light veil on Beiming Chenxue's face, staying between her throats.

The face of the snow-like jade in the morning of the North Darkness has a trace of sickly snow white, and a trace of red hangs between the red lips, conspicuous and indescribably sad. His pupils were cold, staring straight at Nangong Fei, ignoring the coldness in his throat.

Nangong Fei couldn't help but panic for a while, and the spear was withdrawn and hung on his back, "I won." ”

I wanted to escape from the ring in a hurry. It wasn't an iceberg beauty that was enough to tarnish the sun, but a giant beast that could easily tear him apart.

Beiming Chenxue's red lips opened slightly, but no words came out, she bent down to pick up the light veil that had just landed, hung it on her face and left. left only a graceful back, falling into the hearts of many teenagers.

"Wow, wow, it's over, I'm in big trouble. The sixth senior brother took all the meat in his hand into his mouth.

"What's the trouble? Didn't you win?" the seventh junior brother looked puzzled.

"What do you know! Women are the biggest trouble, rather mess with the god king than with women. The sixth senior brother sighed, but heard a light cough ringing in his ears. I felt a piercing pain in my fat waist.

"What's the trouble with a woman?" the seventh junior brother looked puzzled. watched the face of the sixth senior brother beside him turn from white to blue, turning into a bitter gourd.

Then he looked at the junior sister who was looking at them fiercely, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seems that the two of them have forgotten that the little junior sister is also a woman!

Everything was as Senior Brother Six said.

Nangong Fei got into big trouble.

Women are trouble, and women who are as martial as their lives are even more troublesome.

The iceberg beauty, who grew up in countless praises, seems to have found a direction for struggle. Whenever there is progress in cultivation, he will definitely go around looking for Nangong Fei's figure. Whether it is in the dormitory of the academy or in the secret realm training, Nangong Fei can always be caught by it. Then there was the First World War.

At first, Nangong Fei gave in a few times, and then he was provoked. The two fought when they met, but the strength of the two was already between them, even if Nangong was not strong, he was strong in combat experience.

It's bound to be a tug-of-war.

The Blue Lord World is a hundred years late, and it has finally come. This is a feast for the younger generation, whether it is a dragon or a tiger, depending on the present.

Hundreds of thousands of people were pulled into it by the world. It's like mud into the sea, and you can't find a trace in an instant. A huge stone tablet was left in the earthly realm, and the names of all those who entered it were inscribed. The same zero is written on the back of the name.

When the name disappears, the body dies! When the number climbs, it proves that there is an opportunity to get the legendary "luck".

Some may even overtake at this corner to catch up with the already famous Tianjiao ahead.

Ten years of glory have passed in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Fei encountered the Northern Morning Snow in this realm again. She was chased by the demons, and he stepped forward. A spear, holding the soft soft worm to kill the ascension. But what he didn't expect was that this iceberg beauty entangled him again. And live the days that the outside world has experienced countless times in the past two hundred years - battles!

It's just that now there is more of an inexplicable charm in it. The affection spread in the hearts of the two, but it was just an obstacle for the two huge families, but it was a hurdle that they couldn't overcome no matter what.

100 years of Blue Master World. It may be late, but it will never be extended. It is like excreting waste, and all the remaining Tianjiao is swallowed out. Then came the battle for a ranking.

The treasure that Emperor Qin and the guardians of the Blue Lord World took out.

Nangong Fei won the fifth place, and the North Morning Snow won the seventh place. The two of them broke through to the Spirit Dao in the Sword Pavilion one after another.

Nangong Fei got his wish and worshiped the ancestor as a teacher. Beiming Chenxue is still her little princess. When the two of them achieved something in the spiritual way. He stepped into the spiritual realm one after another.

It is a subordinate heaven and earth of the human realm. Only those who are spiritual and below are allowed to enter. It is an excellent place for all people in the spiritual realm to experience. It seems that the two of them must be involved in the dark.

The two meet again. It's just that they're strangers.

But after all, it is difficult for a lover to resist the longing in his heart.

The waves rippled in their hearts again and again, and when they were in danger again in the morning snow of the North Underworld, they hugged each other. They believe that nothing can separate them anymore.

Until that day comes.

The gods and Buddhas are divided into two sides.

Ice and fire intersect between heaven and earth.

Nangong Fei looked at Nangong Zihua, who was standing in front of him proudly, and he was tired. He looked at the three children around him who were not yet the age they were when he first fought with the Northern Dawn Snow. The three children were like him before, silent but stubborn looking at the figures.

He looked at the North Morning Snow behind him, which was about to give birth to his fourth son, and he clenched the spear in his hand. Even if anyone in heaven can crush him, he has to take on the responsibility of a man.

He shuddered and pulled a sigil from the ring. The yellow paper is old, but it has a mysterious charm. This was the reward he chose when he finished fifth.

He was able to teleport away with four random people. God is unstoppable, and the word is unstoppable!

Nangong Fei tightened the spear in his hand, he wanted to leave the possibility of birth to his wife and children. He saw an old man in the Nangong family's camp walk out.

It was his master, and the master gave him an inconspicuous look, but his mouth roared, "Nangong Fei, you really broke the old man's heart." Still don't kneel down and confess?"

Nangong Fei quickly knocked the three children unconscious, and he tore open the sigil. He threw the ring and the sigil to the pale Northern Dawn Snow.

Frost fills.

Nangong was not negligent. He saw the morning snow of the North Darkness peel open his heart and peel off his round belly. Frost envelops the stomach and beating blue heart.

A faint voice sounded slowly.

"Brother Fei, you have saved me so many times, it's time for me to save you. Remember to protect the child and tell Si'er, it's his mother who can't stand him. ”

The supernatural power enveloped Nangong Fei's body, and he could only hurriedly incorporate his heart into the ring.

Tears of blood ran down his eyes.

He hates. Hate this day, hate this land, hate the time it takes for this sigil to activate, and it can only take away five souled lives!

He stared deeply at his wife, whose breath was fading but still standing in his way, and he clenched his fists, blood droplets sliding down his fingertips.

"Ahhhh But he could only be helplessly swept away by the power of the sigil and disappear in place.