Xueluo didn't expect Fenlong's light skills to be so good, and it can even be said to be superb, after all, the speed at which the ice cubes she released fell was not slow, but he could avoid them every time.

But when he met his eyes, he saw that there was still no emotion in those eyes, as if everything just now did not pose any threat in his eyes at all.

At this moment, the snow is still shrouded in the cold winter breath on his body, and Fenlong naturally does not plan to approach it at this time.

He didn't have any cultivation, and getting close at this time was tantamount to looking for death.

But he knew very well that cultivators needed to release their skills and needed to consume spiritual power, and with their current cultivation, they would not be able to recover quickly in a short period of time when their spiritual power was exhausted.

So, he just had to wait quietly like a hunter.

An ice cultivator of the fifth layer of her own small spirit realm could not easily defeat a pure martial artist, the expression on Xue Luo's face was indifferent, but she was already a little anxious in her heart.

She didn't believe that she, a cultivator, couldn't beat a martial artist!

She condensed her spiritual power, and the ice began to spread from under her feet, Fenlong had already seen her moves yesterday, and he already had a plan in his heart.

As the ice was about to cover his feet, he leapt into the air and spun behind Snowfall.

He had noticed yesterday that when she used this ice-covered skill, the cold aura that enveloped her would gradually weaken, and without that surging cold aura at this time, the snow falling was tantamount to an ordinary person who had no power to resist.

The ghostly figure of the dragon had fallen behind her at some point, and the cold dagger was resting on her neck.

What a speed!

Ye Bing couldn't help frowning slightly when he looked at this person's moves, his emotionless eyes, decisive shots, and supernatural light skills, after some kind of special training, he felt that his skills seemed to come from some killer organization.

Moreover, the moves he used at this time were somewhat similar to those who had infiltrated the Boundless Sect before.

When everyone saw the cold blade on the beauty's snow-white neck, they couldn't help but breathe.

Xueluo, who has always been arrogant, is naturally unwilling to lose to a martial artist, she smiled slightly, but there seemed to be a mocking meaning in her voice: "As long as I do it, you will be frozen in an instant." ”

The dragon's blade pressed closer to her neck, and the delicate skin on Xueluo's neck was gently sliced, spilling blood.

An indifferent voice sounded behind her: "Before you freeze me, your life is gone." ”

If this wasn't a competition, his knife would have fallen without hesitation.

The speed at which he dropped the knife was never hesitating.

And a dead man, what else can freeze him?

As she died, the ice covered her would slowly melt.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and Elder Xiuyun paused for a moment before announcing the results of this competition.

As soon as the results of the competition were announced, the disciples of the Pure Martial Arts Department couldn't help but cheer for Fenlong.

A pure martial arts disciple actually defeated an ice disciple of the fifth layer of the small spirit realm!

At this moment, the disciples of the Pure Martial Sect all felt that they had finally raised their eyebrows.

When many women saw such a result, their eyes were full of light when they looked at Fenlong again.

Some people who hate Xueluo are even more deeply fascinated by Fenlong, thinking that this man is not only good-looking, but also very handsome when he shoots.