Who is this? Qi Yang also arrived at the entrance of the mountain range, looking at Lin Xuan, his face showed a look of surprise.

"It's all here, why are you still hiding". Lin Xuandao.

This voice is very familiar to Lin Xuanke, since the fourth senior sister Wanjun is here, she must not be alone. If that naughty girl had no one to take her, how could the three elders allow their precious granddaughter to come to this dangerous place.

The forest seemed to carry the wind, and a rustling sound came into the ears of Lin Xuan and Qi Yang, and three clearly visible figures flickered and moved between the treetops, and in a moment they were already standing in front of them.

The two men and one woman in front of him, all wearing white fur clothes, the climate of this snow ridge is indeed cold, Wanjun's breezy and moon-like face looks red, and at this moment her bright big eyes are staring at Qiyang with a smile, and her face is full of curiosity. Standing to her left was the third junior brother Feng Zhiping, with a dignified appearance, under the thick eyebrows, and a gentle light in his eyes. And the man on the right side of Wanjun has a body of more than eight feet, his face is cold, his eyes are cold, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised on his handsome face, showing arrogance. This is the senior brother of Donglin Academy, the first disciple of Sanqing Palace.

Lin Xuanwan didn't expect that when he came out this time, Donglin Academy would be so big-handed. That Sanqing Palace really took him to heart.

Qi Yang looked up at Wuji's eyes, and unexpectedly, Wuji's cold gaze also glanced at him, and the two looked at each other for no less than ten seconds. The cold light is opposite, and there seem to be thousands of sword lights and sword shadows flickering in the middle.

Wujian finally looked away, still silent.

Qi Yang took a deep breath and calmed down slightly, surprised by the killing intent in his eyes, he felt a strong battle intent.

Wanjun saw that Lin Xuan didn't mean to introduce, so she couldn't help but speak, she shifted her gaze to the second senior brother Lin Xuan, and asked with a smile: When did the senior brother change his name to Gu Mingyue, I don't know, he didn't take me with him when he came out to play, and he didn't take me with him, why did he bring a man. It was as if the jar of vinegar had been overturned.

Lin Xuan didn't pay attention to Wanjun. Since he has been guarding those things for so many years, why should he let others share his pain?

Qi Yang heard that Lin Xuan had deceived him, but he didn't have a trace of anger, he was out and about, cautious, and normal. But he couldn't help but sigh lightly, and there was a little disappointment in his heart, that guy didn't regard him as a friend after all.

Wanjun saw that he couldn't get a bargain from Lin Xuan, so he turned to Qi Yang and said, "You see that he doesn't even have the desire to introduce you to us, he doesn't like you, you can go." After she said this, the angry expression on her face was very good, and her heart was already happy.

Wanjun's words made Qi Yang very embarrassed, his face suddenly turned red, and he almost said the sentence stuck in his throat: "Don't get me wrong." He was about to turn away, but he felt his shirt being pulled, and when he turned around, the little girl was smiling smugly at him.

Wanjun pretended to be cute and said: "I'm just joking with you, don't you go, my name is Sheng Wanjun, this is my senior brother Wufeng, the third senior brother Feng Zhiping, she introduced the two around her to Qiyang one by one."

Out of politeness, he said to the mischievous Wanjun, "My name is Qiyang."

Then Wanjun pointed at Lin Xuan and said to Qi Yang: "And I like the second senior brother Lin Xuan the most." She had a spring smile on her face.

Lin Xuan didn't answer, and looked at Wanjun with disdain, this guy always loved to pester him, and he was a little tired, and the conversation turned to the three of them: "How did you find here?"

The third senior brother squeezed a glance at Lin Xuan at this time, pointing to the fact that the senior brother was flawless.

Wujian said indifferently: "Since Sanqing Palace has taken a fancy to you, you should know that they will play some tricks, and if you choose to go out privately, you shouldn't wear the clothes given to you by the academy."

Lin Xuan went through his clothes up and down, but found nothing.

Wujian continued: "This weirdness is in your belt, Sanqing Palace has a map of Kyushu made of energy star stones, and the purple gold hidden in your belt can be perceived by that map and displayed. You're the one those old guys have their eye on, and even if you don't have purple gold on you, it's not hard to find you.

Lin Xuan pondered: Then why do you still mobilize people to come here?

Wu Jian mocked: "You are embarrassed to ask, the academy has long had a rule, disciples of the outer courtyard are not allowed to approach the Snow Ridge Mountain Range, even if they are disciples of the Sanqing Palace, if they want to enter here, they must be led by the elders of the academy, and it is just enough to go out privately, you even turn a blind eye to the access control of the academy, it is just bold, the elders let me come, I think you should also understand, since the Sanqing Palace has interfered with it, you should obediently follow me, otherwise you are asking for your own hardship."

Lin Xuan showed a wry smile: "I heard that the demons of the Sanqing Palace, each with unique skills, are as cold as snow, and they are also famous in the Qingzhou Continent. Today, it looks like I have to try my brother's methods."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Wuji's voice, "It's really arrogant, you really think of yourself."

Wanjun listened on the side, these two people were full of gunpowder, according to Lin Xuan's temperament, I was afraid that she really wanted to do it, but she actually grabbed Lin Xuan's hand with one hand, her brows were tightly locked, and there was a hint of begging in her bright eyes, and she said to Lin Xuan: "Don't fight with Senior Brother, go back with us."

Lin Xuan shook off Wanjun and said angrily: "Go away, don't worry about my business."

Wujian said: "Fourth Senior Sister, you don't have to worry about him, I want to see how he dies today."

Then he looked at Lin Xuan and said: "I won't bully you either, within three moves, if you don't fall, then let you go."

Lin Xuan said: "Senior brother is really refreshing."

That Wanjun's third senior brother Feng Zhiping stood in one place, and secretly thought to himself: "I thought that the senior brother was just joking, because before leaving, the third elder had already instructed, if Lin Xuan refused to go back, let the senior brother protect him, how do you know that the two are so wrong, as soon as they meet, they will fight, the people of the Sanqing Palace are really arrogant, it stands to reason, you should first ask the second senior brother what to do, and then make a decision, this senior brother disagrees, he has the feeling of pulling out his sword, but it is not like coming to perform the task, but to find fault." It is said that none of the people in the Sanqing Palace are not strangely tempered, and today they finally got some insight, since Wanjun can't stop it, then he doesn't need to say more.

Qi Yang secretly smiled bitterly on the side, he couldn't control other people's housework, not only couldn't he take care of it, but he didn't seem to be able to intervene at all. However, there is one thing he knows very well, Lin Xuan's senior brother is by no means an ordinary person, his strength undoubtedly has arrogant capital, Lin Xuan is afraid that he will be in trouble this time.

The five of them came to an open field on the periphery of the mountain range, Qi Yang, Wan Jun, and Feng Zhiping were separated on both sides, and Lin Xuan and Wu Jian were facing each other at a distance.

Lin Xuan's eyes stared at Wuji, but Wufeng didn't look at him, his hands were crossed on his chest, and then he remembered with a mocking voice: "You have to be careful, look at you, a disciple of the outer court, your small body is so weak, I'm afraid that I will eat less meat, I really can't bear to do it."

Lin Xuan said with a flat face: "If the people in your Sanqing Palace are talking nonsense like you, it's okay not to enter that place, let's do it."

Wu Jian stopped talking, the spiritual power in his spiritual sea surged, flowing rapidly in his body, there was a condensation of qi in his palm, and the snow around him melted instantly, and those snow water seemed to be guided, and was absorbed into that palm and turned into a three-foot ice sword. The cold light of the sword body flashed, and it was extremely sharp. Wujian shouted: "Go". The sword flew towards Lin Xuan in an instant, and at the same time, Wu Xuan's figure jumped, heading straight for Lin Xuan, and the energy in his palm actually brought up the snow on the ground, dancing up and down in the vast heaven and earth.

Lin Xuan saw that cold glow stabbed over, and he exclaimed in his heart: "The transformation of the imperial qi has reached this level, and the senior brother has used the fourth-rank mid-grade spiritual technique that can only be cultivated in the qi spirit realm at the beginning, it seems that he is not just talking." However, as the leader of the disciples of the outer court, how can he be so good-looking, the sword is so powerful, if he takes this killing move, he is afraid that he will be defeated without two moves, since he has already lost in strength, then he can only win by strategy. has been polishing in the outer courtyard for so many years, and he has not experienced a lot of life and death situations, not bad for this experience.

The cold ice sword that came with the wind was already close at hand, and it was about to stab Lin Xuan's chest.

Wanjun looked at this picture, and pinched the pair of snow-white slender hands on the side, in this cold day, the palms of her hands were oozing sweat, and her heart jumped up and down, trembling violently. The elder brother is really ruthless at all.

Lin Xuan finally moved, the spiritual power around his body surged, his body suddenly fell backwards, his feet stood on the ground, but his body was bent and stuck in the air.

The rushing sword seemed to be pressed against his forehead, and a few wisps of green silk slipped down in the air. The sword didn't stab Lin Xuan's forehead, but it took away a few hairs. Lin Xuan didn't have time to reminisce about the aura of death that the sword had just slashed across his forehead, because Senior Brother had already arrived in front of him, and a powerful punch was struck, and it was directly hit in the chest.

Lin Xuan knew that he couldn't dodge this punch, so he rushed to meet it with one palm.

The cold wind in the mountains suddenly rose, bringing up flakes of snow, and the world was quiet at this moment.

Wufeng stood in the distance, looking at Lin Xuan playfully. Eating his third-class holy spirit skill Kongming Fist has not fallen yet, but he really underestimated him.

Lin Xuan's blood was surging, he felt that his left hand was as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and the pain was paralyzed, so he couldn't help but take a deep breath and calm his mind. The stubbornness on his face made Wanjun see it, and the lovely girl was so anxious that she couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

Lin Xuan looked at Wujian and said, "Come again."

Wujian stood in place, his arm bent inward, and waved his hand towards Lin Xuan. His face was full of contempt, and he seemed to be telling Lin Xuan, you are not worthy of me taking the initiative at all.

Lin Xuan didn't hesitate, his feet touched the ground, his body moved like a dragon and snake, the soles of his feet were windy, and he ran towards Wuji, what he cared about was not Wuji's contempt, for him, it would be easier to die than to surrender and admit defeat.

The spiritual power around him seemed to be full of rage, and with the falling snow, it formed a graceful arc on the trajectory he had stepped on. Seeing that he was about to reach Wuji, he suddenly rose up, and the right hand where the spiritual power was gathered shot out with a real fist, directly taking Wuji's eyes.

Wujian stood in place and laughed: "I want to see which hand you still use after this move?" He blocked with one arm and swung out a hard punch. Who knew that Lin Xuan turned his fist into a palm, and passed by the punch of Wuji, and it actually hit Wuji's face. And the flawless fist hit Lin Xuan in his chest.

Lin Xuan was knocked dozens of meters away, he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and the corners of his mouth tasted blood, but he didn't fall.

Kneeling on one knee does not mean surrender, it means that he has not lost.

His sentient hands sank into the snow and ice, holding his staggering body from falling. The buried head suddenly raised, the blood on the corners of his mouth had not been wiped clean, and he immediately sneered at Wuji: "Is your face swollen?"

A bruise appeared on Wuji's face, and the side that was slapped was a little swollen.

He didn't seem to be angry, and a strange evil smile appeared on his cold face. His face was a little distorted, and his voice was like thunder: "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you." Suddenly disappeared in place.

Qi Yang secretly shouted in his heart: "It's not good, where is this senior brother fighting martial arts, that afterimage is clearly with endless murderous aura." Qi Yang couldn't help but be infused with spiritual power, his qi was condensed in his heart, the light around his body appeared, and a condensed spiritual power between his wrists also shook out towards the place where Lin Xuan was. The wind and snow suddenly seemed to have an east wind, and rushed towards Lin Xuan.

Wufeng is like a madman at the moment, and Lin Xuan in his eyes is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he is at the end of his rope.

He wouldn't have killed him, but now he would.

What about the division from the same door, the group of cold-blooded people who died under their peers in Sanqing Palace can't be counted. He can get to the position of the senior brother today, and he can be driven down tomorrow, he worked so hard to climb up and kill those who were also outstanding around him, definitely not for those people to slap him over and over again in public, absolutely not. The rules of the Sanqing Palace, once you enter the Sanqing, your fate is not up to me.

Lin Xuan sat down in the land of ice and snow at this moment, calming his mind, his hands on his knees, palms facing up. The spiritual power is all over the body, and there is an iris similar to armor around the body.

Feng Zhiping secretly said in his heart: "Second Senior Brother will even have defense in battle, this is the first time he has seen Lin Xuan so embarrassed."

Wujian shouted: "Obsessed."

At this moment, he was in the air where Lin Xuan was sitting, like a falcon that had found a rabbit and swooped down. The powerful cyclone around it cut through the wind and snow, grinding against the air around it with a squeaky sound. The strength in his palm was extremely powerful, and this fourth-rank holy spirit skill wind breaking attack was his latest cultivation of the proud work, but he didn't expect it to be used on the body of a junior disciple of the outer court.

Rumble!

The mountain range exploded with a bang, and the ground shook slightly. A blinding glow emanated from the outer periphery of the Snow Ridge Mountains. The crowd was out of sight of each other.

The glow slowly dissipated, but suddenly there was a hole in the mountain range.

However, Wu Jian couldn't help but widen his eyes, because Lin Xuan was not in the hole at all.

He muttered to himself: "This, how is this possible, no, completely impossible, Lin Xuan, where has Lin Xuan gone?"

Heavy snow flies in June, only in the Snow Ridge Mountains.

In the vast world, only snow white remains.