"Thank you, really!"

Lingshui Mu's face was slightly red, but his eyes were clear, although the other party had different concepts from himself. But his sincerity can be felt.

The corners of Shentu Xiaotian's mouth twitched when he saw it, but he didn't expect that the other party was really not afraid of death, and at this time, he dared to frown and flirt ambiguously.

"Qinghong!"

Wang Tian said casually.

Chop the grass and eradicate the roots, people like Shentu Xiaotian are terrifying, even if they are killed, there are only benefits and no harms.

However, at this moment, a burst of shouts suddenly came from high in the sky!

"Bastard, who dares to hurt me!"

"The Holy Land of the Frost Martial Academy, don't be presumptuous!"

"Haha, who has such courage, I admire Lei Qing! I will help you collect the corpse!"

......

The grand breath seemed to contain the laws of heaven and earth, disturbing the chaos of heaven and earth.

Beams of colorful rainbow light, falling from the sky, directly from the open-air platform of the frost pavilion, as if the sky is also covered by suppression, the huge breath, under the sky, this pavilion, is even more far away, the floor is more like the ground shaking the mountain, so that the people inside are so frightened that almost the whole person is lying on the ground, and the demeanor is lost, but no one dares to say a word!

Among the crowd, only Shen Tu Xiaotian looked at the sky with an ecstatic expression.

Descending from the sky, it was a beautiful man who was fluttering like a fairy, handsome like a fairy in the world, and his face was flowing with a mysterious god-like light, which made people worship.

As if on behalf of the car, the breeze he rode in slowly fell.

"It's the first day of the Frost Martial Arts Palace!Grandmaster Bei Wuze, the son of Tianshuang City Chengbei Wushuang, has just stepped into the realm of grandmasters this year, and the top Tianjiao Junyan of the younger generation in Nanling!"

Someone took a deep breath and exclaimed!

Among the major cities in Nanling, most of them are only half-step grandmasters, and there are very few who can step one step ahead of others and step into the realm of grandmasters!

"Senior Brother Beiwu, he's here too!"

Offstage, Gu Qiushui's eyes were rippling and looking at Bei Wuze descending from the center, the other party was wearing a green shirt, fluttering, whether it was temperament or strength and talent, he was the top existence in Nanling, which naturally made her admire.

In other words, the entire Tianshuang City, admiring this woman from Beiwuze, can almost go around the entire Tianshuang City.

Yan Luoying's eyes turned slightly, and she did look at Bei Wuze with some appreciation. There is no admiration.

Smack.

Bei Wuze floated quietly in mid-air, looking at the few people below lightly. Shentu Xiaotian hurriedly came over and reported:

"Senior Brother Beiwu, that Purple Nightmare Clansman relies on the protection of the Grandmaster, and his mind is vicious, he will kill me when he makes a move, and he also fights Mo Lao, if you come a moment late, I am afraid that the rules of this Frost Martial Pavilion will have to be completely destroyed!

After speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed in an orderly manner.

Although they are peers, the other party has already stepped into the grandmaster, and it is by no means comparable to himself.

"I already know..."

Bei Wu Ze glanced at the man in black lightly, but he didn't look at Wang Tian's defense line, he just said indifferently: "Grandmaster is Nanling Kuibao, you are the Second Tribulation Sword Dao Grandmaster, retreat on your own, I can spare your life!

The words fell, but the man in black did not move.

"Get off the sword coffin, Qinghong, let me see how much strength you have gained. ”

At this time, Wang Tian still said lightly, and he also didn't look at the other party.

But just as Wang Tian finished speaking, no one had time to react, Xue Qinghong stomped his foot violently, the sword coffin on his back rose into the air, and he directly pulled out the Qingfeng sword in the sword coffin with his backhand!

"Die!"

Xue Qinghong stood with his sword in his hand, indifferent in place, but it was a sword that was so black that it almost wanted to devour the sky and the earth, and suddenly struck upward!

This sword light swept through the sky, causing ripples to shake in the air, almost devouring the sky and the earth, absorbing the creatures of all things!

The breath of death filled the entire pavilion, Bei Wuze was shocked when he saw this, his figure was shaky, and he was actually frightened by this sword ray, and the spirit void secret wheel in his body collapsed!

The whole person was even more frightened, and his face was pale, and his bearing was not there.

Shentu Xiaotian below was even more like a mad dog, quickly scurrying around!

"Peak Second Tribulation Sword Dao Grandmaster, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, it seems that peace is not going to work..."

However, at this moment, a vast shout suddenly sounded from the sky, accompanied by a bright moon-like thunder!

The thunder as thick as a thousand-year-old tree, with a spiral-like strength, can collide with that black and terrifying sword!

"It's the Doufu Grandmaster, the Doufu Heavenly Thunder Technique, the Frost Martial Arts Palace's Doufu Peak Second Tribulation Grandmaster, and the Palace Master Nan Sacrifice Thunder!"

Someone gasped.

Everyone lay on the ground, seeing two earth-destroying rays of light colliding, and their eyes did not turn clear.

However, the moment that spiraling thunder touched the Dao sword ray, the sword light split into two in an instant, and fell directly on Xue Qinghong's body.

But this Xue Qinghong looked at nothing, and even though the thunder on his body cracked, he still raised his hand quickly...

This time, it was more than a dozen black sword rays, all in unison!

"Ahh

This time, the spiral-like huge thunder could not resist the slightest, and it was directly penetrated, and in an instant, a miserable scream sounded, and everyone's bones were a little cold.

A figure slowly fell directly to the ground! But it was a middle-aged man, the palace master of the Frost Martial Arts Palace, Nan Zhulei!

Everyone was suddenly stunned.

"I'll try!"

"It's a little powerful, and the southern sacrifice thunder can't withstand a move?"

"How can this kendo master's physical body be so terrifying?

...

A few inexplicable voices came out, and more than a dozen rays of light descended.

At the forefront, however, is a middle-aged man with a full of anger and cold eyes.

The city lord of Tushan City, Shentu Cambrian, the little grandmaster at the peak of the Second Tribulation!

"Brother Cambrian, your son is really messing with a terrible character..."

An elegant man shaking a mountain and river fan chuckled, looking at Nan Shenglei who fell to the ground in the distance with a cold face, but he didn't feel too scared.

"There are many miscellaneous currents of Tianshuang Wuwu, I didn't expect such a low-headed snake to come from the Frost Martial Pavilion, but with our strength, how can he still have the courage to fight?"

The big man with a big face touched his chin's beard, "Nan Zhulei has already tried out the rough idea of this son... With our numbers... Hey, the staffing on the other side is a little familiar. ”

Suddenly, the big man glanced at Xue Qinghong, and looked at Wang Tian... and the little girl next to me.

"Do you want to say, which mysterious grandmaster is the other party who destroyed the Heavenly Tribulation Dao?"

The white-dressed, snow-skinned woman looked at the man in black lightly, "However, he only has the strength of the peak of the Second Tribulation, and it is unlikely that he will destroy the Heavenly Tribulation Dao?"

After speaking, the eyes of several people fell on Wang Tian and shook their heads one after another.

It's obviously just an ordinary Purple Nightmare Clan, so it shouldn't matter.

(End of chapter)