To be precise, ten meters in front of Xie Zheng, a circular ice wall with a height of about five meters was constructed, and the target dummy just now was also frozen.

The power is very large, and it can be said to be the only sword of the water system, but to say that the freezing effect of this half ring is its unique skill, then it is too ordinary.

Generally speaking, as long as it is a sword immortal above the sixth order of the water system, it can probably achieve this level.

Ye Ziqing supported his chin with his fingers, frowned, and hid a trace of doubt and embarrassment in the goddess's mask.

Several sword masters looked at each other, and each had a certain judgment in their hearts.

"It's not over yet." The bearded Xie Zheng shouted with glaring eyes.

Before everyone could react, they saw a flash of cold light.

Xie Zheng swung the long sword in his hand into the air and sent a whirlwind.

The white light carried endless coldness, and swept directly against the cold high wall before.

At this moment, everyone saw that at the moment when the newborn ice scroll hit the ice wall, there was a huge explosion.

The entire ice wall, along the direction of the sword swing just now, exploded wildly outward, rushing out of a distance of several hundred meters.

According to Xie Zheng's words before, this is like-

Frost spews out flames.

Seeing this, Tiandao Yuluo, who was sitting in the rest area, suddenly lit up.

……

"Master, you're in such a good state today."

Xiao Yizi let out an exclamation, looked at the old man in the mirror, and then handed him the belt.

In the mirror, a spirited old man's face was reflected, a pair of eyes were shining, and although the skin was wrinkled and dull, he could vaguely see the handsome appearance of his youth.

The silver hair was combed very neatly, and the white robe of the Yin Yang Fish of the iconic Sword Sect was clean and neat.

The Sword Sect's hour took the belt, tightened it around his waist, straightened his clothes, and raised his head.

He smiled at the mirror, adjusted his expression again, and imagined the upcoming sword sacrifice ceremony, and couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

He didn't know how many years he had waited for this day.

The old man's eyes were slightly distracted, and the past came flooding back to his heart.

"Little friend, do you want to go with me to cultivate immortals?"

A handsome face as beautiful as the sun appeared in front of him, and the man who would later become his master crouched down and smiled kindly at him.

He never forgot that face, including every scene that happened at that time.

Even after all these years.

The sunlight blurred and warmed each other's faces, and the young man in the white robe held his shoulders with both hands.

Next to the man, stood a boy slightly older than him, with a slightly shy smile, hiding half of his face behind the man in white.

He didn't expect that this boy would become his biggest rival in the future...... and brothers.

Tsing Buryan.

That's the boy's name.

After being summoned to the Sword Sect, although Shi Chen was also described as a rare and superior qualification, it was still far from the boy who was slightly older than him.

He cultivated, grew up, and learned with his senior brother Qing Buliang......

In the sect battle of the Dragon Ball War, it is like two sharp swords that have begun to show their edge, and they have won many times.

But Hour has never won a single battle in Dragon Ball Battle.

Compared with Wei Xunchen and Qing Rinyue, he is the most unwilling one.

He is like a tail that always follows the elder brother, but he always can't catch up with him, and the light of Qingburyo is so strong that the world has almost forgotten such a genius who hides under the light.

He was just a faint candlelight.

It wasn't until after Qingburyo died that it could bloom.

Maybe...... bar.

Shi Chen opened his mouth, then a trace of anger appeared between his eyebrows, and the next moment he clenched his teeth tightly.

Judging by the results, even if he won the match, he didn't have the sense of glory and excitement he imagined.

Because—

It was not himself who really defeated his opponent, but just a stand-in.

Ye Zhao, the only inheritor of the Shadowless Sword Technique who was regarded as a traitor by the Sword Sect and carried the name of killing the master.

If it weren't for the mysterious person before who made his realm fall from the twelve-fold, how could he have been injured in the battle against those little bastards of the Stygian Sect?!

Remembering that night a year ago, when he was almost exhausted by the impostor who had almost exhausted the true qi in his body and went mad, Shi Chen felt furious.

Xiao Yizi, who was standing beside him, felt a chill in his heart, and couldn't understand why the master suddenly seemed to be a different person, and the smile on his face changed from satisfied at the beginning, to anger and murderous now.

"Master? ......" Xiao Yizi opened his mouth with difficulty, calling Shi Chen back from that anger.

Shi Chen saw himself in the mirror and shook his head with some self-reproach.

"Anyway, today is the time to be happy. After all, it was the first victory of [Hour]. ”

He raised his hand and patted Xiao Yizi's right shoulder.

"Yes, Master."

Xiao Yizi lowered his head in horror, his eyes widening from an angle that he couldn't see at the hour.

He didn't say [Sword Sect] or [We], but [Hour].

Does it mean that it's all his own work?

Anyway, Hao Nan and I also made a lot of efforts in the sect war......

Or did it mean something, saying that the fake hour stole his limelight?

Or—

The person in front of you is the fake hour at all?!

Xiao Yizi was taken aback by his own thoughts, and couldn't help but look at Shi Chen's face.

To be honest, when he saw the false hour, he was as shocked as he is now.

When he saw the familiar gaze in Shichen's eyes, he calmed down a little.

The middle-aged man tried to make himself appear calmer, as he had done for more than twenty years.

He and Hao Nan were adopted and raised by Shichen, and they had already entrusted their lives to this old man.

"By the way, Master," Xiao Yizi remembered something and lowered his voice, "Then what will Senior Brother Ye Zhao do after that?" Did he return to his sect as agreed? ”

"Huizong? What......" Shi Chen opened his mouth and paused suddenly.

It was at this moment that a straight figure appeared in the mirror.

Xiao Yizi's face changed, and when he turned around, he saw a white robe standing at the door-

Hour.

Yes, in the mirror, two identical hours appeared.

……

In Cui Xiaoxiao's view, what happened just now, although it did not raise a mushroom cloud, was also very similar to nuclear fusion.

It's just that what is unbelievable is that the basis for nuclear fusion just now is the frost that the sword swings.

The first is a release, and the second is a conjugation.

Terrible way to trigger.

The good news is that the scope of this fusion explosion is not as strong and destructive as that of real nuclear fusion.

But, enough for the people of this world.

"That blow just now is already an attack power that can only be possessed in the tenfold realm, right?"

"yes...... It's horrible. ”

As we all know, Xie Zheng, the iron-faced swordsmith of the Liang Sword Country, is nothing more than a sword immortal who is not even in the ninefold realm.

There was the sound of people struggling to swallow their saliva.

It's hard to imagine what would have happened if this was the Ice Sword Death God Jiang Liyue came to use......