"Do you know, I originally thought that even if we had different positions and different goals, we all had a certain bottom line in doing things, but you successfully taught me a vivid lesson today, telling me what it means to be unscrupulous and what it means to be inhumane." Jun Hanyu's appearance on top of the ice pick has changed greatly, the original smile has disappeared, replaced by an indifferent and ruthless face, and the long black hair floating on the back of his head is also turning white little by little, I don't know if it is the infection of the wind and snow or some other reason.

The temperature continued to drop, and Wei Bujian and Qian Xizhi, who were hiding on the side, began to gradually feel that their bodies were frozen to the point that they were already a little disobedient, and the ghost girl who was pierced through the shoulder by Jun Hanyu in the air was even more unbearable, this cold sword not only pierced her body, but also sent the cold ice true qi in Jun Hanyu's body into the body of the ghost girl through this sword.

At this time, the ghost girl felt that it started from her shoulder, as if there were countless knives in the body with her own blood constantly flowing, and at the same time, these knives also exuded an unbearable chill, scraping the bone and eating marrow in her body while still freezing her body, and today the ghost girl finally understood what is called the pain of scraping bones, what is called the cold of penetrating bones.

didn't even glance at the ghost girl who was hanging on his sword and was already frozen to the point that her hair was white and she was about to fall unconscious, Jun Hanyu directly shook the ice sword in his hand and threw her down, while he himself fell lightly on the ice pick he made, looking indifferently at Wei Bujian and Qian Xizhi on the ground.

The two men on the ground looked at those cold, emotionless eyes, panicked and frightened, in which they saw not their own reflection, but two shattered ice sculptures. There was not the slightest emotion in these eyes, it was like a high judge, examining the sins of the two of them.

Whew, the wind rose, and the wind swept up the snow and scattered broken ice, turning this night that should have been extremely hot into a cold wind howling, and with the scattering of the wind and snow this time, Jun Hanyu standing on the ice disappeared again. Wei Bujian and Qian Xizhi, who were left on the ground, glanced at each other, and in each other's eyes, they both saw their respective decisions, that is, if they were so passive, then what awaited them would only be death.

Wei Bujian was originally the king of the mountain in Jiaxing's Chicalf Mountain, when he was a bandit, he loved to play with fire, he learned a hand of playing with fire that others can't match, originally because of the wide range of this trick to cut the enemy and me, he was unwilling to use it, but now in this case he has no other way, he and Qian Xizhi both know that when Jun Hanyu hidden in the snowstorm appears again, it is their death, and all they can do now is to give it a go.

"Red Dragon Spit Beads." Wei Bujian kicked up the wine jar containing the spirits, tilted his head to his mouth and poured it down, with the continuous pouring of the spirits, the true qi in Wei Buji's body was also turning faster and faster, bang, the wine jar fell to the ground, and the drunk and smoked Wei Bujian had red hands like a soldering iron at this time, facing the wind and snow in front of him is a palm, and at the same time Wei Bujian also squirted out a mouthful of spirits, and the fiery true qi came out through the palm, with the liquor spit out of his mouth, and instantly ignited a raging fire.

A fire dragon several feet long with Wei Buji's head is constantly swinging, Qian Xizhi on the other side saw Wei Bujian such a desperate look also gritted his teeth, picked up the knife in his hand is a burst of slashing, and suddenly the knife qi flew and the killing intent splashed, these knife qi did not have the cold of the Xuanyin knife qi before, but another kind of spiral qi, this kind of qi has several true qi constantly biting and entangled, Qian Xizhi named it Tianxuan Qi Jin, which is another use of Xuanyin Dao Qi.

Tianxuan Qi abandons the cold and difficult to clear characteristics of Xuanyin Sword Qi, and instead uses this spiral way to increase greater lethality, at this time, the sweat on Qian Xizhi's forehead seems to be raining, flowing down in streams, it can be seen that the use of this trick Qian Xizhi has paid a great price.

This move is their ultimate move, and it is also their last move, if it doesn't work, the two of them have no choice, a spiral knife qi, a fire dragon several zhang long, the two of them collided together in this snowflake flying in the sky, a violent impact sound came from the center of the icicle, because the fire light generated by the impact illuminated the faces of these two people, it can be seen from the firelight that Wei Bujian and Qian Xizhi's hearts are very nervous, because this is not a game, but you die and kill.

Murong Xiaobeg, who was hiding in the distance, and Song Hexuan, who was taking care of him, also raised their heads nervously at this time, although Song Hexuan believed that Jun Hanyu was not a vegetable comparison, and as the senior brother of Junzitang, he must have some tricks, but at this moment, he couldn't help but worry about him. After all, what he is facing is not a good stubble.

"Hey, I said that your friend can't do it, can't it be hanging, aren't you going to help?" A weak voice came out of Murong Xiaobeg's mouth, in the face of such an attack, Murong Xiaobei didn't dare to say anything else, anyway, he couldn't bear it himself.

Although Song Hexuan was rarely worried, he didn't show it, and lowered his head and looked at the half-kneeling Murong beggar with an indifferent expression.

"Don't worry about it, take care of yourself, he won't die if you die."

This sentence was purely said by Song Hexuan to stabilize the army's heart, you must know that this is just the beginning of such a big trouble, if you go to the back, you may not know what will happen, in order to continue walking, Song Hexuan had to say such a sentence against his will this time.

Slowly, the wind blew away the smoke and snow from the explosion, but unexpectedly there was nothing but broken ice, because the crater created by the explosion was like a merciless smile, laughing at Wei Bujian and Qian Xizhi's stupidity all the time.

Just when Wei Bujian and Qian Xizhi slowly stepped forward to check, a bright sword light with a piercing chill appeared, and there was a continuous unbroken slash on the two people between the lightning and flint, but when this figure was flickering, there was no trace on the surrounding snow, and there was really no trace, no sword slash.

Jun Hanyu suddenly appeared, and then turned into ten thousand sword lights and shuttled through these two people, and the sword shadow in the sky stunned the Murong beggar who was watching the battle on the other side, Song Hexuan, and made them feel for the first time that some people can play the sword so handsome and beautiful.

The wind and snow in the sky stopped, Jun Hanyu stood with his sword behind his back and walked towards Song Hexuan here step by step, at this time, his whole body was not a single color except white, including his eyes were white. Standing there will give people the illusion that this is an ice sculpture.

Song Hexuan looked at Jun Hanyu in front of him in shock, who seemed to be a snowman, was this still the Jun Hanyu he knew, the gentleman's gentle and suave son, the shy young man who blushed in the Qinglou, and the angry young man who looked hideous because of anger outside the small fishing village.

The whole body in front of him gave people a feeling of suffocation, no temperature, no emotion, like a cold-blooded killer who was contemptuous of everything. Looking at Song Hexuan and Murong Xiaobeg, who were shocked by their appearance, Jun Hanyu opened his mouth to explain.

It turned out that Jun Hanyu's internal skills were very peculiar, and his name was Cold Ice True Qi. If this kind of internal strength is fine in normal times, it can drink the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness of a normal person, but once it is rapidly activated by a certain stimulus, then the person who practices the martial arts will incarnate into a ruthless person in a very short period of time, with no feelings, no thoughts, and only the reason of the moment before the transformation. And after each use, it takes a long time for this state to return.

This sequelae will continue to deteriorate with the deepening of internal strength, and every transformation will lead to their own emotional loss, if the practitioner is very frequent to run the internal strength, then in the end it will really become an emotionless monster, unless this person can practice the internal strength to the completion of the state that is, the state of perfection, otherwise there is no possibility of recovery for life.

It was because of this that Jun Hanyu was hidden by Junzitang's Xiao Beiqing, and lied to the outside that Yan Changkong was Junzitang's senior brother, in order to keep him away from right and wrong and practice with peace of mind, so as not to think of such a thing as thinking about the village of twilight.

Song Hexuan looked at the few people lying on the ground opposite and sighed silently, in fact, he couldn't say who was right and who was wrong, he could only say that his position was different. Seeing that his eyes silently turned back to black, the ice and snow on his body slowly dissipated, and the whole person began to change back to normal Jun Hanyu, Song Hexuan also put down a big stone in his heart, if Jun Hanyu really had an accident because of this battle, Song Hexuan's heart was really unhappy.

The two of them silently picked up the little beggar who was still on the ground, and looking at the blackened wound, Song Hexuan hurriedly took it out of his arms When Junzitang was leaving, Xiao Beiqing asked someone to send the antidote pill to the little beggar to take it.

Slowly helped the little beggar up, and several people began to discuss again whether to continue or not, the little beggar didn't care, the purpose of his coming here had been achieved, and Wei Bujian, who had robbed the dart, had died tragically under Jun Hanyu's sword. As for Song Hexuan and Jun Hanyu, the two of them had a disagreement on this point, Jun Hanyu didn't want to go on, because they didn't have the strength to continue at all, and Song Hexuan didn't agree with this, they came here to check the news not to fight, they had to use their brains.

Just when these people were discussing whether to go in or not, the ghost girl who had been stabbed in the shoulder by Jun Hanyu with a sword and then froze and fell to the ground slowly stood up at this time, staring at the three people in front of her with a resentful face for a while.

The whole person disappeared into this small fishing village where there were no living people.