After looking at it carefully for a while, Zhao Beigong began to make a move.

He stretched out his hand to take a snowflake, and compressed the snowflake into a small snowball the size of a grain of rice with his palms facing each other, and then, his hands slowly moved outward, and the small snowball gradually lengthened into a slender and slender ice needle. With a flick of his fingers, the ice needle spun and whistled out at an astonishing speed, and what was even more terrifying was that the silver needle emitted a white mist as it rotated. The fog grew heavier and heavier, and soon the silver needle was no longer visible, and only the sonic boom of the silver needle flying at high speed could be heard.

The people of the Ye family changed color in unison, and the same was true of the powerful Ye Chonggong, just the sonic boom brought by the silver needle made people's souls vibrate, and the feeling that the three souls and seven spirits were about to be swept away.

Ice Soul Sealing Needle!

Zhao Beigong's movements seem to be casual, but in fact they are sharp, as soon as they make a move, it is the lore of the Zhao family in Drifting Snow City, the small ice needle adheres to the super strength and extremely cold ice, and it is the anti-heaven magic power that can only be cultivated after the cold ice technique is cultivated to the extreme. In the Zhao family, there are only a few people who have cultivated this stunt, and Zhao Beigong is one of the best, and his attainments in this area are still above the two elders of Piaoxue!

Everyone's eyes stayed on the ghost servant, seeing how he dealt with Zhao Beigong's lore.

Liu Ruyan was still Gu Jing Bubo, his face was calm and he didn't say anything, but Hong Yuan couldn't help but get nervous, and secretly calculated that it was himself, how to resist Zhao Beigong's move, and the result was unstoppable.

Under the nervous gaze of the people, the ghost servant remained motionless, his eyes lowered as if he had not seen the whistling ice needle at all, and was drowned by the mist brought up by the ice needle. After a long while, after the fog gradually dissipated, people found that he was unharmed, with a terrifying ice needle between the middle finger and index finger of his right hand, and quietly dissolved Zhao Beigong's lore.

People were shocked and their eyes widened in disbelief.

Zhao Beigong's face also changed color, knowing that he had met a master, "Who are you?"

The ghost servant didn't speak, and stepped out in a strange way in front of Zhao Beigong, the green light flashed in the palm of his right hand, and the fishy wind was slapped.

The ghost servant also made a move, launching the same fierce attack, but seeing that he was about to have a hard fight with Zhao Beigong, his body flickered behind Zhao Beigong, and then he flickered around to the left side of Zhao Beigong, his body was erratic and the speed was amazing, and he quickly brought up a string of afterimages. With Hong Yuan's cultivation, he couldn't see the reality of the ghost servant clearly, and he didn't know where he was going to launch a real attack, and there was a dull crashing sound in his ears.

The ghost servant's cultivation is unfathomable, and a pair of hands is his best and most powerful weapon, at least, Hong Yuan has not seen him use any weapons;

Zhao Beigong didn't carry any weapons on his body, not because he was good at hand-to-hand combat, but because he felt that there was no need to use a killing weapon when he came to Broken Leaf City this time;

After a fierce confrontation, the two of them snorted and retreated backwards in unison.

There was an extra layer of cold ice on the ghost servant's body, even his eyes, nose and mouth were covered by cold ice, and he was almost frozen into an ice sculpture by Zhao Beigong's cold palm.

Zhao Beigong still looked noble and calm, and there were no injuries on his body, but the palms of his hands seemed to be smeared with a layer of green juice, and the green light was constantly spreading and spreading, and soon spread to his elbows, and his skin was swollen and cracked, and there were signs of decay quickly. Standing ten meters away, you can smell the fishy smell of his hands.

"This is the Ten Thousand Poison Palm, you ...... , are you Ouyang Xiao, the city lord of Sin City?"

Looking down at his hands, Zhao Beigong screamed and took a few steps backwards one after another. Behind him, more than a dozen followers hurriedly rushed up to cover and beware of the pursuit of ghost servants. Looking at the silent ghost servant, Zhao Beigong quickly remembered a person, Ouyang Xiao, a big demon who had been rampant on the Gods and Ghosts Continent.

Once upon a time, among the lofty mountains and mountains at the junction of the Alliance and the Hualong Empire, there was a dark castle, gathering the demons of all sizes on the Three Sects and Nine Streams and the Gods and Ghosts Continent.

The big devil Ouyang Xiao is the lord of the Sin City, the unique skill method of ten thousand poisonous palms is the best in the world, and he will be infected with deadly poison when he slaps his palm, and his magic power is still above many alliance masters, and the alliance has sent troops on several expeditions to no avail, but has left a lot of corpses outside the sin city. The Hualong Empire is the same, and it has also sent elite dragon-blooded warriors to destroy Sin City many times, but it was also repelled by the big devil Ouyang Xiao.

Later, about more than ten years ago, the Sin City was destroyed overnight for some reason, and the blood in the city was like a river of chickens and dogs, and the whereabouts of the city lord Ouyang Xiao were unknown. Some say that he was also killed, because he did many evils, and was beheaded by a reclusive master of the world.

People were even more surprised, especially the dozen or so entourages gathered around Zhao Beigong, who reacted the most strongly, one by one with tense faces as if facing a great enemy, and some even had a drop of sweat the size of a bean on their foreheads.

The Ye family may not have heard of the Sin City Lord, but they, the old fritters who have been on the rivers and lakes for many years, are well-informed, and they know very well how powerful the Sin City Lord Ouyang Xiao was back then. Back then, I don't know how many people wanted to destroy the Sin City, and Ouyang Xiao's enemies could be said to be countless, but all those who sought revenge on him almost all died in his hands without exception, and many people were rotten all over their bodies after being hit by ten thousand poisonous palms, and they wailed in bed for three days and three nights before swallowing their last breath, and when they died, there was basically only a skeleton left. If the ghost servant was really Ouyang Xiao, the former evil city lord, who could stop his lore?

Zhao Beigong's entourage was all terrified, looking at the silent but amazing ghost servant, and subconsciously hugged Zhao Beigong and retreated.

The ghost servant didn't pursue, didn't say anything, didn't even glance at Zhao Beigong, and didn't say a word with a cold bronze mask on his face. Without Liu Ruyan's order, it seems to be a puppet without consciousness.

"What about the sin city lord, today, all of them will die!"

Zhao Beigong roared angrily, and as soon as he gave an order, one of his attendants raised his horn and blew it.

The Storm Legion, which was standing still outside the city, suddenly moved, and rushed into Broken Leaf City almost without any resistance, rushing in like a tide, and then pouring into the Ye family's compound along the streets of all sizes. The blizzard that hung in the air like a waterfall moved with it, rolling towards the Ye family's compound from all directions, wanting to flood this ancient mansion in one fell swoop.

After accidentally being poisoned, Zhao Beigong was furious, and while using his skills to force the poison out of his body, he gave the order for the whole army to attack.

Inside and outside the Ye family's compound, there was chaos all of a sudden, especially in the Ye family's compound, which was completely out of control. Some people stood still, preferring to die and fight with the Zhao family's storm army, and more people dragged their families to flee for their lives, and Ye Chonggong's heart retreated.

Looking up at the blizzard rolling in the sky, Hong Yuan couldn't help but gasp, and the ghost servant didn't say a word, but he also raised his head to look at the sky. The only one who was still calm was Liu Ruyan, not only did she not get nervous and panicked, but sat down cross-legged, took off the guqin on her back and played it leisurely. The sound of the piano lingered, piercing through the blizzard that covered the sky and the sun.