"When did I say I wanted you to wait for me here?" Mo Zhiyu became even more depressed, and then understood, "Yes, when you threw Elder Yaoqing's head at me, I should have guessed that you are going to block me on the only way to the North Continent, and this is the only way I can't bypass!" But when did I make an appointment with you? ”

"Well, I shouldn't have made it so clear to the crazy guy." Mo Zhiyu gave up the lip and tongue exchange with Mo Ziyan, and with a slight hand, the ink knife appeared in his palm, and he waved the blade at his side, "Calculate the old accounts and new accounts together, block my way, and kill me, you should pay the price!" ”

"Very good," Mo Ziyan's face finally flashed with a hint of light, "It's been two hundred years, and our duel can finally continue." ”

"Say something about mother-in-law, mother-in-law, you want to go together!" Wanwan couldn't help but say, and directly chased after him with a sword. The sword momentum of the sword is very fast and urgent, like an arrow off the string.

"Wow-"

The calm sound appeared in the brilliance of the morning sun, and at the same time appeared as the ice and snow on the ground. These brilliances appeared in Tan Jian's hands, and the cold air burst out at this time.

"It's the Frost Sealing Sword!" Mo Zhiyu exclaimed in surprise, and at the same time rushed over with his knife, and then he and Wanwan endured the oncoming frost together.

The sound of "swishing and lala" sounded densely in the air, and it was the cold ice crawling quickly on the surface of the human body.

There was a quick tremor, and the ink-colored blade in Mo Zhiyu's hand was flooded with flames, just one turn, and all the frost that had covered half of his body melted, and at the same time, he reflexively blocked in front of Wanwan, hugged Wanwan's slender waist with one hand, didn't love fighting at all, and quickly withdrew to Luo Bingqing's side.

As soon as he landed, Mo Zhiyu threw Wanwan in his arms at Luo Bingqian, and at the same time slapped Wanwan's shoulder, and the heat spread to Wanwan's body along this one, making the frost on her body fall in waves.

But even with the heat transmitted by the ink delirium, Wanwan was still shivering from the frost.

Luo Bingqian immediately put a blanket on Wanwan and looked at Tan Jian, he was still full of the brilliance of the morning sun, and there was no cold burst, it seemed that Tan Jian only released the cold power in an instant just now, but immediately retracted it, and he was extremely skilled in using this power.

"The Frost Sealing Sword is a weapon that Lei Yin Pavilion has spent thousands of years to build, although it can't reach the point of the Heavenly Sword, but it can also rank among the top five in the world." Luo Bingqian said to Mo Zhiyu, "I have read information about 'Mo Ziyan' in the War Department, oh no, it is about 'Tan Jian'.

This person has been secretly trained by Lei Yin Pavilion since he was a child, and he was almost born with the Frost Sealing Sword, otherwise he would not have been stunned at the Sword Conference two hundred years ago, and even overshadowed Luo Yiying's limelight.

Now, his control of the Wind and Frost Sword will only be more proficient than it was back then, and this place, where the weather is cold and frozen, is simply the most advantageous battlefield for the Frost Sealing Sword!

And just now, judging from his performance, it seems that he, like you, is also able to use some yuan power.

Senior brother, we ...... It doesn't have to be his opponent. ”

"Not necessarily, but we have no way out." Mo Zhiyu shook the ink knife and shook off the newly accumulated ice on the blade.

"Take out the Heavenly Sword, so that we can have a fair duel." Tan Jian stood there expressionlessly, the frost sealing sword in his hand glittering in the sunlight.

"Tian'a Sword is a divine weapon, and it's not fair to take it out." Mo Zhiyu said calmly with an expression.

But this sentence was undoubtedly a stimulus to Tan Jian, and around him, the temperature dropped by a few degrees at once, and the snowflakes that were blown up by the wind gathered into thick hail around him.

Tan Jian's voice was a little colder: "Take out the Tian'a Sword, I just want to defeat you who hold the 'Tian'a Sword', only in this way can I prove myself and prove that I can replace you and become a real sword!" ”

Mo Zhiyu knew Tan Jian's motives, he remembered Yun Shi, so his voice finally became sharper, and he shouted: "If you want to become a real sword, you should stay by her side and don't let her be in danger, if you abandon her like this, where is it worthy of being her sword?!" ”

"You're talking about yourself, right? Turn your back on her, break your covenant, and you are not worthy to be her sword! Tan Jian's hand holding the sword tightened a little,

"Just carry your head back, and she won't bother herself anymore. Come, pick up your sword, we are now a fair duel for men, do your best, and never die! ”

"Fair your sister!" Although Wanwan was still trembling wrapped in a blanket, she shouted out with great momentum, "You yourself hold the Frost Sealing Sword, take advantage of the time and place, and dare to say that it is fair?" It's shameless! ”

"Enchantress!" Tan Jian's gaze suddenly came like a sword, and at the same time, he raised the wind and frost sword in his hand, and in an instant, there was a wind whistling, and in the whistling sound, a sharp ice pick supported Xiang Wanwan's eyebrows.

"Dang!" Mo Zhiyu made a decisive move and broke this ice pick, only a few centimeters away, and there was one more blood hole on Wanwan's head.

This shows that Tan Jian really wants to kill Wanwan, but how can he do it when he looks at Wanwan's face?

At this time, Mo Zhiyu heard Tan Jian's words: "You have a face like a little poem, how can you be so vulgar?!" You don't deserve this face! ”

"you, the old lady can say whatever she wants!" Wanwan's least favorite thing is to be compared to her and Yun Shi, Tan Jian's words also angered Wanwan, she tore off the blanket on her body, took a step forward, and said angrily, "The old lady is not your Tianzun, what kind of fairy daughter, the old lady is a demon girl, the demon girl is like this!" ”

"Then die!" Tan Jian looked at Wanwan's eyes full of killing intent, he took a step forward, and the cold air came as clearly as a flood in an instant, and the frost eroded from the soles of everyone's feet to the upper body at once.

Mo Zhiyu decisively slashed with a sword, and the strong fire system Yuan Force swept out at once, causing these frost "swish" sounds, stirring up a mist, and these mist formed a barrier in front of him, a barrier between warm and cold!

But his knife was not to fight against Tan Jian, but to take a step directly to the side, grabbed Wanwan who had rushed out, threw Wanwan back, and threw it at Luo Bingqian's side, and then there was a piercing "dang".