The Han River, the snow does not stop, the wind is fluttering, and vaguely, it converges into a beautiful tune.

On the horizon, the bright points of light from far to near, accompanied by music, are anxious to enlarge in people's pupils, and countless people can see its appearance thoroughly.

A sword that is completely jet-black.

Its appearance finally broke the peace of this heaven and earth, and everyone stared at the sword in horror, and it brought out a long moonlight and shadow in the darkness, with a fierce wind, and the hum of metal, flying by.

"Poof!"

The inky black giant sword slashed through the sky and flew towards Harrison's pavilion, instantly piercing the body of a foreigner, and the blood flowers bloomed, like ink, adding a trace of brightness in the white and solemn scene.

No one felt bloody, because the blood flower added a lot of color to the landscape, as if it should have existed.

"Poof"

Another blood flower bloomed.

"Poof!"

The third blood flower blooms.

"Poof!"

"Puff puff!"

Fourth, fifth, sixth......

It was so fast that in an instant, it pierced through six people, including Harrison, and a bloody hole was pierced through his chest, and the silver-white light formed a graceful curve, passing through the six people one after another, as if connecting them together.

The death of the six people was in an instant, and the black sword was too fast, obviously piercing the six people one after another, but it seemed to pierce them at the same time.

The temperature of the space was too low, so low that it made people's hearts cold, and the blood mist that burst out quickly turned into red ice, which was extremely strange.

Killing people seems to have become an art at this moment, and even the people of the United States feel that the scene in front of them has an indescribable beauty.

Plop, plop, plop......

A moment later, the figure standing on the six paths fell to the ground at the same time, blood flowing out of their bodies, and the platform near the water was dyed with a scarlet blood.

The six people were completely silent.

to death, and they didn't see who actually shot it.

Tightly a snow, a sword, is like mowing grass, in the music, harvesting their lives.

Demon.

This must be a demon.

Killing people as an art, who else but demons?

These were the only words that flashed in their minds before they died, and at the same time, they were also deeply afraid of Huaxia.

Before they died, they finally understood why some sages had a sigh of emotion.

Huaxia is a sleeping lion, and once they wake up, they will shock the world!

The six of them are dead, but only the pale, white-dressed, Belis, stands in place, her strange pupils are full of horror.

Perhaps, the words of that sage will become a complete reality in the near future!

And their fall also shattered the beautiful picture, and the people who had originally admired it finally recovered from the elegant music and seductive pictures.

Finally, they understood that this was not a painting, but a killing!

In the crowd, there were bursts of gasping sounds in an instant, especially the people of the United States, who were pale and stared at the black sword tightly.

It was as if the black sword was hanging above their heads, making them feel terrified, not why, just because they had just despised the Huaxia people.

On the contrary, one by one, the Chinese people clenched their fists, their expressions excited, as if they were the ones who had wiped out the six, their eyes were red, and they were full of admiration for the sword.

It has brought endless honor to the young generation of China.

Kill six people with one sword, and not drop blood.

This kind of momentum shocks all directions!

Who is it.

Who exactly?

Who would have such a capability?

Unsurprisingly, the eyes of everyone in the audience, including Wang Haofeng, Bai Xingyun, Gong Yanjing and other young generations, all converged on the inky black giant sword.

Vaguely, a cold face appeared in their minds.

"Whew!"

The inky black giant sword slaughtered six people, crossed the void, and once again formed a beautiful silver ray, returning to its original direction.

In the distance, in the darkness, a white figure, in front of everyone's eyes, walked in the air with his hands behind his back.

White, the ultimate white.

The white robe, white, from top to bottom, is clean to the extreme white, spotless.

This is a man, unsmiling, cold as ice and snow, splashing awe-inspiring, far away, and making people feel a chill from him.

"Boom!"

The giant sword buzzed and came to the man, he took it with one hand, and his movements were like flowing water, and he entered the small world.

Immediately, the man swept over every figure on the platform near the water, and it was not until he saw Li Xiao that a little warmth appeared in his cold eyes.

Of course, this warmth is only fleeting, and it disappears in the blink of an eye.

Then, like an immortal king, he stood high in the sky and looked in the direction of the people of the United States.

His glance made everyone feel cold, as if they were being targeted by a poisonous scorpion.

"This Chinese man is too arrogant, should we make a move, suppress and suppress him, he killed this time, but he killed six of our seeded players. Ten miles away from the Han River, an old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies, with horns on his head and golden silk, muttered to himself.

"Don't do it, this is Seoul, the two of us, we can't afford to mess with some of the real giants here, this is a matter between young people, we don't have to interfere. Next to the old man, a man who looked just middle-aged, he was not surprised by ordinary people, but his eyes flashed blue, and even the old man was extremely respectful to him.

"But the six who died ......"

"It's just six ants, our real seed player, and it's not yet born. ”

The old man suddenly said no more.

Han River, in mid-air, a man as white as a fairy king swept towards everyone in the rice country, and just spit out a few words: "Those who insult Huaxia should be punished." ”

"Poof", "poof!" His last word fell, and in the crowd of Mi countries, several cultivators who had jumped the most before instantly turned into a blood mist, and even the corpses were not left.

For a while, all the people of the United States were stupid.

This man is a demon!

No one dared to move, no one dared to run, and they were all terrified.

However, they were a little relieved that after the man said such a sentence, he stepped in the direction of the younger generation of Junjie.

With every step he took, the ice on the surface of the river disappeared an inch.

When he reached the platform near the water, the ice on the surface of the river was completely gone, the snow between the sky and the earth stopped, the cold chill was gone, everything was restored, and the fish in the water were swimming leisurely at the bottom of the clear water as if nothing had ever been born.

The picture is harmonious, and the scenery of the Han River once again emerges.

He ...... Who the hell is it?"

It took a long time before someone asked this question in confusion.

And as soon as his words fell, someone revealed the identity of the man: "The only heir of the Dugu family, Dugu ...... Little devil!"

"What!"

"Is it him?!"

"He ...... from the Ice Palace Coming back?!"

When this name was spoken, the crowd immediately erupted in a burst of surprised discussions, one by one, incredible to the extreme.

Because, the history of the Dugu family is not a secret, and many people know it.

(End of chapter)

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