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In the entire ancient battlefield, the most indifferent person is the eldest lady of the Ice God Palace, Nan Yexuan.

Nan Yexuan, who has practiced the Ice Shrine since she was a child, and has almost never walked out of Selangor, is not well-known in the entire Kyushu, but her cultivation is a real golden pill.

And in Nan Yehe's words, his sister has been invincible all over the palace since she was a child, and only the grandson of a certain Supreme Elder can barely fight with her, but that person is still cultivating in the palace and has not yet been in Ink Frost City.

This ancient map is obviously a matching obstacle according to cultivation, Nan Yexuan walked along the way, and encountered two groups of Jindan demon beasts, but they were not close, and they became lifelike ice sculptures.

Nan Yexuan didn't take his life, and he didn't care about anything unusual about these demon beasts, so he moved forward without hesitation.

Straight and cold girl.

Then, she ran into a real roadblock.

It is one of the eight armor soldiers in Huangzhou.

Nan Yexuan stopped and looked coldly at the sergeant standing in front of him like a god of war.

"Huangzhou Northern Army, General Wupinlang, Gancheng."

Nan Yexuan didn't answer, but just looked indifferently at the enemy who was sent to the door, as if she was disdainful.

Gan Cheng sneered, stretched out his hand and pulled out the spear stuck in the ground, and attacked it fiercely.

At this moment, outside the Ink Frost City, there are many people's eyes firmly focused on the movements of the eight people in Huangzhou, and the battle between the eldest lady of the Ice God Palace and one of them is naturally eye-catching.

"My Huangzhou military rank is based on cultivation and military merits, and the Wupin generals usually enter the Jindan, this Gan Cheng, as the best of the Wupin Lang generals, is no longer suitable to test Nan Yexuan's depth."

In front of the Huangzhou Army, Tong Kaiding and his two colleagues also looked intently at the two who were fighting.

The two armies are fighting, attacking the city as the bottom, attacking the heart as the top, if Nan Yexuan is successfully defeated, the fighting spirit of the people of Selangor will be weakened a little.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, there are always people in this world who don't grow up according to common sense, Nan Yehe is twenty and seven this year, Nan Yexuan is five years older than him, thirty-two, and he has already cultivated the Jade Butterfly Mental Method, one of the true legends of the Ice God Palace, to an extremely advanced level.

Where are the ten thousand scissors in the chemical industry, cut off the jade butterfly full of air dance.

Nan Yexuan's battle didn't have any magic weapons, she just stood there, and the wind and snow in the sky were like soldiers who came to worship, flying and stirring around her, turning into swords, guns, swords and shields, fighting for her.

Gan Cheng is a martial artist who has experienced a hundred battles, a tiger and a tiger with a black iron spear dance, Huangzhou has been fighting for many years, and the soldiers in the army mostly practice the fire exercises, and the monks in Selangor are naturally the tip of the needle to the wheat mang, which is stronger and weaker to see the real ability.

However, in front of everyone's eyes, Gan Cheng's body was like a raging fire, unstoppable, but just like that, he was frozen in place by Nan Yexuan.

Nan Yexuan also didn't take his life, Gan Cheng was unwilling in the ice, watching Nan Yexuan leave and never came back.

Tong Kaiding laughed out loud and said loudly: "Miss Nanda really deserves her reputation, admire and admire." ”

Nan Yehe on the opposite side responded: "The old man in the purple robe, I don't look at whose sister she is." ”

Tong Kaiding didn't care, and then watched the battle.

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"Deceptive Ancestor, let's wander around like a headless fly, this Selangor is so big, there's nothing, it's boring."

Li Yunyi, who had left from the Ice God Palace, was carrying the sect's No. 1 Immortal Sword Weiyang on his back, and on his shoulder stood the Weiyang Sword Spirit who claimed to be the Dragon Batian, running around under her indiscriminate guidance.

Long Batian sat on Li Yunyi's shoulders, his hands on his cheeks, a little embarrassed, "This ghost place, when I came with Long Xiaosan, it wasn't so boring." ”

"Dare to ask what Aotian Patriarch did when he brought you to Selangor?"

"Back then, there was an old witch of a big faction in Selangor, who cultivated to be a big advance, and invited heroes from all over the world to challenge, and the sect was fine in those days, and Long Xiaosan took me to watch the battle."

"And then?"

Li Yunyi asked curiously.

"A bunch of stinky fish and rotten shrimp, Long Xiaosan can't look past it, and he picks them all up."

Li Yunyi felt a chill, this bad man.

"Later, the old witch actually fell in love with him, but unfortunately the flowers fell and the flowing water had no intention."

"Forget it, I see there's something fun over there, let's go over there."

As he spoke, Long Batian commanded Li Yunyi to fly in the direction of Ink Frost City.