Although, if it is in terms of cultivation realm, this Blue Fire Qilin Beast cannot be compared to Night Rain Fei. However, after all, it has a powerful Qilin blood flowing in its body. At the same time, the descendants of the divine beast have a primordial power that ordinary people cannot match, and it is under its protection that Murong Chen will be not afraid of the extreme cold of the night rain.

However, at this moment, Ye Yufei shouted at him, but Murong Chen felt a headache.

He knew very well that Ye Yufei, as the seventh powerhouse of the Vajra Realm, should not have interfered in the battle between martial artists of the Flame Heaven Realm level, otherwise he would definitely become the laughing stock of others.

However, Murong Danqing was her most beloved and only disciple, how could she sit idly by and ignore him? This revenge must be avenged! Now, she really longed for Long Haotian to die immediately.

Therefore, at this moment, she is like a murder knife in Ye Yufei, and she wants to take Long Haotian's life for her. Even if he was reluctant in his heart, Murong Chen didn't dare to disobey Ye Yufei's order after all.

"Got it!

Murong Chen turned his heart sideways and jumped off the back of the unicorn beast.

And at this moment, I saw that the original position of the decisive battle platform suddenly fell a piece of snow. After only ten breaths, with a gust of wind, the snowflakes dispersed, and a decisive battle platform about five meters high and two hundred meters longitudinal and horizontal, made of ice, appeared.

In Murong Chen's yin and yang demon pupils, there was a sudden brilliance. With the decisive battle platform, he became even more famous! As a result, the little mustard in his heart instantly disappeared into invisibility.

I saw him leap forward, jump onto the decisive platform, and then shouted at Long Haotian: "Long Haotian, fight with me!"

"Haotian, you can't go!" Lan Xinyue grabbed her husband, "Can't you see the danger of this situation! This is a decisive battle on the surface, but in fact what is the difference between it and a chopping board? If you go up, you will be a lamb to the slaughter!"

"If I don't go, we'll all be lambs!" Long Haotian smiled bitterly.

He knew that as long as he stepped on the decisive stage, he was afraid that he would only have a dead end. But now, he has no way to avoid it.

"Long Haotian!" a strange light flickered in Murong Chen's demon pupils, "I really didn't expect that you and I would face each other in such a way! It's just that if you hurt my cousin and offended Lord Ye, you have to die!"

Long Haotian stood opposite Murong Chen, still standing with his hands in his hands. Before he came to power, he had swallowed enough pills, supplemented by his recovering power, and now his state has recovered ninety percent of his strength.

"Murong Chen, I originally thought that you would definitely be a character in the future, but it seems that today, it is nothing more than that!" Long Haotian said with a smile.

If he changed the time and changed the person, dared to talk to Murong Chen like this, and didn't call him "His Royal Highness Beichen", he might be killed on the spot in the next second. But at this moment, Murong Chen's heart was stunned.

On the one hand, he found that even though this decisive battle platform had become a "chopping platform" for Long Haotian, he still did not have the slightest fear.

In all fairness, if he and Long Haotian exchanged positions, Murong Chen actually found that he might not be as calm as him. From this point alone, Long Haotian's heart is stronger than his own.

All along, there is only no way to look up to him, how can he ever look up to others? Especially the most important heart of a martial artist, he has always thought that he is stronger than anyone else. But today, he actually felt slightly inferior to Long Haotian, how could this not make him feel uneasy, and even a little panicked?

At the same time, since the day he was born, Murong Chen's future has been fantasized about countless times. Even Ye Yufei had praised and predicted that Murong Chen would most likely become a saint in the future. Although I dare not say that there is no one before or since, it is enough to dominate an era.

But today, Long Haotian, the person who made him feel a little frightened, actually said that he was just like this, and he would not necessarily be a person in the future, and Murong Chen's mood finally fluctuated in anger.

"Long Haotian, you make it clear!" a cold glow flashed in Murong Chen's demon pupils, "What the hell is nothing more than that!"

"Murong Chen, in your opinion, should the battle between you and me be carried out in this way?" Long Haotian said lightly.

"Shouldn't it?" Murong Chen asked rhetorically. However, the confidence in saying this was obviously insufficient. After all, he was forced by the night rain and had to do it. And this feeling of his did not escape Long Haotian's eyes at all.

"Of course not!" Long Haotian said in a loud voice, "A martial artist, what he insists on in his heart, even if he has to pay his life for it, he must move forward." A month ago, I was really impressed by you Murong Chen. Because that time, even though you were thirsty for war in your heart, you still stuck to your principles.

"But today, just a night rain makes you have to compromise! In this situation, you are a sword, and I am a fish. Even if you win, what can you do? You can defeat me Long Haotian, but you can't defeat the cowardice in your heart!

"Murong Chen, you remember, if you want to become a sage, you must have a soul that will never give in! If you give in, even if you have an unparalleled talent, it will be in vain! Okay, I, Long Hao, are all I say, let's fight!"

The words suddenly made Murong Chen stunned.

Indeed, he did not even think that he was compromising at this moment. Because of the power of Ye Yufei, he invisibly succumbed to it, and then compromised with the rules in his heart.

Maybe it's because he is quite familiar with Ye Yufei, or maybe in his opinion, it's not a shame to listen to the words of a super strong person in the King Kong Realm. So, unconsciously, he turned his back on himself, and he didn't have the indomitable domineering and arrogance of looking at the world in the past.

Of course, this shocking feeling was so strong that Murong Chen didn't think about it at this moment, why could a young man whose cultivation realm was lower than his own be able to say such a righteous proverb?

Seeing Murong Chen hesitate, countless crystal snowflakes instantly fell towards Long Haotian in the void.

"Not good!"

Long Haotian's face changed suddenly.

Although this snowflake seemed to be extremely gentle, Long Haotian felt a heavy feeling like a mountain from it. It's as if there is a world in this snowflake, which is enough to crush oneself to pieces.

However, when he was about to dodge, he found that he could not move. When I looked down, I saw that my feet were already frozen on the decisive stage made of ice. Then, the bone-chilling chill slowly began to climb upward, and after only ten breaths, Long Haotian's pair of calves had already turned into two icicles.

(End of chapter)