The aura of the void instantly became tense.

In the ring, Xie Qinghou was dressed in sassy clothes, and his beautiful face showed a look of contempt, only in the floating figure, and seven flying knives suddenly floated behind him!

Under the sunlight, the seven flying knives reflected a dazzling light, emitting a trembling hiss, and the sharp aura hovered above the tip of the knife, making people palpitate.

Lin Huang's expression was solemn, looking at the flying knife behind Xie Qinghou, a feeling of extreme danger swelled up, as if there was no escape from the flying knife.

"Martial Soul - No False Hair!"

Lin Huang's thin lips spit lightly, and he said Xie Qinghou's martial spirit.

Xie Qinghou smiled confidently, "Three years ago, when I challenged Lin Cangxue, I used seven flying knives. Now that I've cultivated nine stalks, I don't know how many you can stop!"

"Snow drifting in the world!"

Lin Huang responded to Xie Qinghou with heavy snow, like snow-white cherry blossoms falling in a row, and a sad aura suddenly filled the entire ring.

"This is the first time I've seen snow drifting in the world, it's beautiful!"

Xie Qinghou smiled, and the flying knife behind him trembled more and more intensely.

In the ring, Lin Huang closed his eyes with a smile, and two knives suddenly appeared in his hands, glowing with a bright and cold light.

The left-handed king figure, the right-hand hegemony!

"Wang Tu Baye, you actually learned it alone?"

Xie Qinghou frowned, but there was not much jealousy in his eyes.

Then, a knife appeared in front of Lin Huang, which was Lin Huang's demon suppression knife. The Demon Suppression Knife was suspended in the air, very quiet, but the silence was terrifying.

Xie Qinghou's face suddenly became heavy.

"You and I will decide the winner with one move!"

In the ring, Lin Huang still closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth opened a confident smile, and his thin lips spit lightly, but the words were murderous.

As the words fell, the heavy snow suddenly became miserable, and Lin Huang turned into an afterimage and headed towards Xie Qinghou.

Xie Qinghou's face froze, his body retreated rapidly, but the flying knife behind him was like a streamer, cutting through the Dao Dao Wind Groove in the void, heading towards Lin Huang's eyebrows.

Sonorous sonor!

On the ring, there was suddenly smoke and dust, and everyone only heard the sound of weapons colliding, but they couldn't see Lin Huang and Xie Qinghou.

The battle of one move is gone in a blink of an eye.

By the time the smoke cleared, the battle was over.

I saw that in the ring, the knife in Lin Huang's hand appeared on Xie Qinghou's neck, and there was a faint blood groove in the snow.

And at the center of Lin Huang's eyebrows, a delicate flying knife was suspended, but there was a cold killing intent in the calm.

Under the ring, all the disciples looked at the two of them a little blankly, not knowing what the final result would be.

That moment just now was too fast for everyone to capture, so they could only present this scene.

"Is it a tie?"

The disciples wondered.

"Hmph, how can it be a tie, didn't you see that Senior Brother Xie still has two flying knives in his hand. If it is issued, Lin Huang will definitely die!"

"So, Lin Huang is defeated?"

"Lin Huang is indeed defeated!"

There are disciples who are determined.

Xie Qinghou looked at the cold knife around his neck, and his eyes showed a look of surprise, "It is worthy of the snow drifting world, in the poignant and sad, but there is such a sharp knife hidden!"

"It seems that the snow drift world did not disappoint you!"

Lin Huang smiled.

"But you lost!"

Xie Qinghou pursed his lips and said, raising the two flying knives on the fingertips of his palms, and a bright smile appeared on his extremely handsome face.

Lin Huang's knife can wipe out Xie Qinghou's neck at any time, but Xie Qinghou's flying knife suspended in the air can also penetrate Lin Huang's eyebrows at any time.

In this way, the two are tied.

But Xie Qinghou only sent out seven flying knives, and at his fingertips, there were two flying knives.

In this way, Lin Huang loses!

"I don't think so!"

Lin Huang grinned, then raised his left hand, revealing the cuffs at his arm, and signaled to Xie Qinghou.

Xie Qinghou's eyes froze for a moment.

In Lin Huang's left hand cuff, there was a dense array seal. But whenever Xie Qinghou's two flying knives shot, he was afraid that the formation in the cuffs would also sweep out.

In this way, the two may be tied again!

"I also sacrificed a natal flying knife!"

Xie Qinghou seemed a little unwilling.

"Can you feel the power of my martial spirit?"

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows.

Xie Qinghou frowned.

"Is that a tie?"

Xie Qinghou's handsome face was slightly helpless. He thought that Lin Huang might not be easy to deal with, but he didn't expect Lin Huang to be so difficult.

"That's a tie!"

Lin Huang nodded, put the demon suppression knife back into the sheath in his hand, and a sunny smile appeared on his face, and continued: "In the future, don't use my sister to stimulate me." You and I are a fight, if you really fight, you are already dead!"

Xie Qinghou frowned, and the color behind him changed greatly, and his snow-white face actually showed a strong look of loss, and he muttered in a low voice, "I lost!"

It was only now that Xie Qinghou remembered the realm of Lin Huang, and he had already lost a half step of Tian Yuan in the battle against Lin Huang with the Tianyuan realm.

And he only saw at this moment that the place in the center of Lin Huang's eyebrows was actually oozing golden light, which was extremely hard. Even if you go down with a knife, you can't kill the latter.

"How did you make an exception?"

Xie Qinghou suddenly asked.

"You think it's terrible to have a knife hidden in the snow drift world, but the fact is that the snow drift world has touched the story of your heart, and you are distracted!"

Lin Huang grinned and calmly walked out of the ring.

Xie Qinghou was stunned, looked at Lin Huang's back, and said in a voice that he could only hear: "It seems that I still lost to Lin Cangxue!"

......

After a fleeting battle, all the elders were thoughtful, even if they didn't see the sword formation in Lin Huang's sleeve, they were still a little shocked, Lin Huang actually fought to a draw with Xie Qinghou.

Half-step Tianyuan, but it can shake Xie Qinghou hard.

The appearance of a young man seems to have the light of Lin Cangxue back then.

However, the two are tied, which makes it even more difficult to choose, which of the two will become the leading disciple......

In the main hall, Yan Nangui also frowned a little.

"The old man has a proposal for the elders' reference!"

Nan Yunlie shook his braids and smiled mysteriously.

The eyes of all the elders fell on Nan Yunlie, along with Lin Huang and Xie Qinghou, they all looked at the latter.

Nan Yunlie cleared his throat and said with a serious face: "Guess the box!"

Ahem!

Yan Nangui in the main hall suddenly coughed.

Lin Huang and Xie Qinghou glanced at each other, both seeing the surprise and astonishment in each other's eyes.

"Guess the boxing?"

"Can you still make such a choice?"

"Nan Yunlie, this old man, really hasn't grown up!"

Subsequently, Lin Huang was surprised to find that after the elders in the hall were stunned, they actually fell silent, rolling their eyes, as if they were thinking seriously.

"Palace Master, I think it's so wonderful!"

An elder spoke.

"The old man also thinks it's feasible, fair and just!"

Another elder spoke.

"The speed of the punch is a test of strength, the change of punch is a test of eyesight and reflexes, and there is also a psychological battle with the opponent. This kind of duel is a must!"

Some elders exclaimed.

"It's simply unbeatable!"

Another elder was full of surprise.

Several elders spoke, and the rest of the elders in the hall all nodded in agreement. With that look of deep approval, Nan Yunlie showed a smile on his face, and he was simply impressed by his IQ.

On the main hall, Yan Nangui held his forehead with his hand, as if he couldn't bear to look directly at the elders below, and then waved his hand, "Just guess the box, the winner will become the leading disciple!"

Lin Huang and Xie Qinghou were stunned!

"In the battle of the Four Sects and Ten Dynasties, what an important choice is it to lead the disciples, and it is really solved by guessing the fist?"

"This ...... It's too unsophisticated!"

Lin Huang sighed secretly in his heart, "It's just foolishness!"

Then Lin Huang's eyes lit up, and he stared at Xie Qinghou beside him with a look of eagerness, showing a smile on his face, in his memory, he fought with Jun Qingcheng, and he had never won!

Thinking of this, Lin Huang was suddenly full of confidence.

"I agree!"

Lin Huang said loudly.

Xie Qinghou's face changed, and he stared at Lin Huang with wide eyes, his handsome face was a little distorted, he didn't expect Lin Huang to rebel like this.

"I agree!"

Xie Qinghou snorted coldly.

"Let's start then, one game is the winner!"

Seeing that the two agreed, Nan Yunlie suddenly became excited. He has always found it fun to fight and kill, and how interesting it is to guess boxing.

Don't move your mouth.

There's no need to make a big deal about it.

With a wave of your hand, you can settle a dispute.

How nice is that!

Nan Yunlie walked in front of the two and took the initiative to be the referee.

Xie Qinghou looked at Nan Yunlie with an excited look on his face, like a fish in his throat, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. Lin Huang winked at Nan Yunlie, "This old man, the more you look at it, the more pleasing it becomes!"

"The old man counts one, two, three, you punch at the same time!"

Nan Yunlie spoke.

Lin Huang stretched out his hand eagerly.

Xie Qinghou's face was full of helplessness, he guessed boxing with others in his life, but he rarely lost, and it was difficult to lose.

Xie Qinghou let out a long sigh.

"One...... 2. ......"

In the main hall, the elders stared at the two of them with torch eyes, holding their breath and concentrating, not even daring to take a breath of air.

"Three!"

Nan Yunlie suddenly snorted.

In the main hall, Lin Huang and Xie Qinghou punched at the same time, staging the most eye-catching battle in the history of the Drifting Snow Palace......

(End of chapter)