readx;?“ The name of the sword is frosty, what is the comment of the sword king?"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were full of horror, looking at this scene, looking at the snow-white long sword in Xing Wuyue's hand, the long sword was like frost exuding a clear coldness, glowing with a cold glow, a trace of sword intent slipped down from the long sword, and the spiritual power condensed into frost at this moment, like a frost. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Frost Sword?

"How is this possible?"

A series of astonishing voices sounded, looking up incredibly, looking at the snow-white long sword in Xing Wuyue's hand, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and the lines condensed on the long sword seemed to be engraved with the true meaning of the frost in the sky, at this moment Xing Wuyue looked at Zihan with the sword, and his eyes were still like water.

Zi Han's eyes condensed into a line, looking at the sword in Xing Wuyue's hand, he felt the coldness of the sword, and his eyes couldn't help jumping.

"Big brother, is the Frost Condensing Sword very powerful, why are they all surprised to be like this," Ye Yichen asked as if he didn't know what to do.

Ye Xiyu was stunned when he heard this, and glanced at his younger brother as if he was looking at an idiot, turning sideways slightly, as if he didn't know him, and at this moment, Blood Moon was standing on Ye Yichen's shoulder, and when he saw the sword, a ray of surprise crossed his eyes, but in an instant, he returned to calm again.

"Originally, this king thought that the young man was a turtle, but he didn't expect you to be a fighting turtle?

"I ......" Ye Yichen was suddenly dumbfounded, and his old face suddenly turned red.

Blood Moon smiled and looked at the snow-white long sword, her eyes were full of indifference, and said, "The sword is four feet long, like snow and frost, and the sword list is seventy-two, and the frost sword"

At this moment, Ye Yichen's eyes showed a touch of horror, he looked up incredulously, looked at the sword again, and said, "Condensation Frost is actually the sword of the sword list"

Blood Moon gave him a blank look and said, "Battle Turtle"

Ye Yichen didn't pay attention to it, his heart was horrified at this moment, although he didn't know the Frost Sword, but he knew what kind of existence the sword list was, the sword list was transcendent and the emperor list outside all weapons.

The sword list is a collection of seventy-two divine swords that are the strongest in the five heavens and earths, each sword is a rare peerless divine sword in the world, with unimaginable power, and the frost sword is the seventy-second famous sword in the world in the sword list.

A sword flies and snow falls, and a sword freezes.

Zi Han looked at the frost sword, and his heart was terrified, because that sword and the emperor in his body were generally among the sword lists.

Swish!

At this moment, Xing Wuyue moved with a sword, his figure spread, and the black demonic qi flowed up, accompanied by the cold cold aura of the Frost Sword, a sword slashed towards Zihan, this sword carried an extremely cold meaning, which made people can't help but tremble, and the aura on the divine platform couldn't help but tremble.

Boom!

The long sword in Zi Han's hand was Ling, accompanied by a sonorous sound, and the two figures staggered across the battle platform, but the sound of the intersection of long swords sounded, and in an instant, one after another sword qi permeated, and the cold sword light was intertwined, enveloping the figures of the two.

Rumble!

The two faced each other with swords, but there was a roaring sound, everyone couldn't help but stare at it, every time the sword in Xing Wuyue's hand slashed a sword, it was accompanied by a frost swept over, the purple cold and simple long sword made a buzzing sound, and a sword crossed countless sword qi and moved, and the swords of both were trembling.

Boom!

The two figures met in mid-air, between the two long swords, the snow-bright sword light appeared, and the sonorous sound suddenly sounded, their figures were too fast, with the shroud of sword qi and divine light, they couldn't see it at all, but at this moment, everyone's eyes suddenly froze, because in the middle of the air, the place where the two staggered was splashed red.

A piece of blood bloomed in the void, like a blood flower splashing down, and the mortal blood with the divine light seemed to become strange.

"Did you decide the winner?"

"Whose blood is that?"

Everyone looked at this scene, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble with questions, seeing blood at this moment, maybe the victory and defeat had been decided, but the divine light on the divine platform was always unreal.

Rumble!

A roaring sound resounded again, and countless sword lights burst out at this moment, and two figures, one black and one white, fell one after another, under the rendering of divine light, a drop of blood glowed with the brilliance of divinity, dazzling.

On the snow-white frost condensing sword in Xing Wuyue's hand, a drop of blood looked red, falling down the blade, and there was a sword mark on his chest dripping blood, but it was not so obvious under the black robe, and everyone looked at Zi Han in surprise.

With the last drop of blood dripping from the purple cold and simple long sword, a red color on his left shoulder stained his white clothes, his gaze became more and more solemn, and even Xing Wuyue's eyes were flooded with a trace of waves.

Swish!

"A Sword Freezes Up"

Xing Wuyue moved again, the long sword rose in the sky, the frost sword was moving, and one after another sword qi floated out, and a sword came across the sky, and countless chills appeared around his body, condensing the aura above the god platform, and in an instant, a cold sword qi poured out like a shower.

Zi Han's brows suddenly froze, he felt a terrifying sword intent, the simple long sword appeared with Zi Han's movement, between the floating swords, countless sword qi surged up at this moment, and the sword light seemed to crush thousands of stars, accompanied by the starlight in the exhibition.

"The Sword Breaks the Heavens"

Countless pale blue sword lights cut through the stars, intertwining and turning into a sword curtain outside Zi Han's body in an instant.

In an instant, the frost and rain fluttered, blurring everyone's eyes, Zi Han held a sword under the sword curtain, and the sword qi of the two touched one place at this moment, and the cold sword rain bombarded towards Zi Han, and in an instant, at this moment, countless sword lights intertwined again, and on the hundred-zhang god platform, the two seemed to disappear.

In a few breaths, countless sword lights shattered away at this moment, and the sword qi spiritual power shattered into a layer of mist, accompanied by coldness, and the two seemed to be in shape.

Ahem!

Under the gradual silence of the Shentai, there were two light coughs, two figures staggered, the strength of the long sword was full of sonorous sounds, and the frost stained the Shentai, but it turned into nothingness again under the divine light, and the two blood colors condensed again.

"The Sword Monarch is extraordinary, and the Sword Monarch's sword is also extraordinary, I don't know which famous sword it is, it can continue under the frost" Xing Wuyue's mouth overflowed with blood, making everyone feel incredible again.

Zi Han stopped the sword, with a solemn look in his eyes, but with a chuckle, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his floating hand, shook his head slightly, and said, "Ordinary products, how can they be compared with the famous swords on the sword list"

"Hehe, the Sword Monarch is really humble, there is a seal on the Frost Condensing Divine Sword, although it can't show all its might, but if it weren't for the sword that had reached the demigod level had already been broken at this moment, how could this sword be mortal if it wasn't broken?"

Zi Han shook his head, smiled but did not speak, he remembered the look of the blood moon when he gave him this sword, after so much, Zi Han already knew that the long sword in his hand was extraordinary, but he didn't know what level it was, all this was only known by the blood moon, everything seemed too mysterious.

The battle between the two is obviously a battle of life and death, but it always seems to be harmonious.

Wow!

At this moment, on the divine platform, Xing Wuyue moved with a sword, and the cold and calm sword intent followed.

"Frost Rises"

A chill rose from the heart, with a piercing chill, a sword floated a hundred zhang of frost, condensed at this moment, the cold wind howled, and in an instant, a cold power on the divine platform condensed at this moment, a frost seemed to have a hundred zhang, and the frost was full of piercing sword intent.

"Sword Monarch, I understand the true meaning of the Frost Sword and get this move, do you dare to take it?" At this time, Xing Wuyue's voice suddenly appeared arrogant, and confidence flew between his eyebrows.

Looking at the hundred zhang frost, everyone's hearts were cold, looking at this scene, even if it was as strong as Ye Guan's evil cloud, their hearts trembled, they had never seen Xing Wuyue so serious, the hundred zhang frost was all condensed by sword qi, but it was mixed with terrifying cold sword intent that made people's hearts tremble.

Wow!

Zi Han slashed with a sword, his eyes became deep, and at this moment, countless sword qi condensed at this moment, and the countless sword qi in front of him intertwined as if turning into darkness, and one after another sword intent blended into it as if turning into stars.

"Sword Turns into a Sea of Stars"

Rumble!

In an instant, Zi Han's front seemed to turn into a sea of stars, becoming vast, and the moonless moon condensed with a hundred feet of frost, two completely different powers were condensed, and in an instant, an endless storm rolled up on the altar, and the two met at this moment, as if the night sky of frost was raised.

The intersection of the frost and the sea of stars, the Shentai became blurred, the divine light intertwined became unpredictable, and an earth-shattering loud sound resounded at this moment, echoing in the Burial God Mountain Range, and the sword qi was crushed into the end at this moment, turning into a storm that swept through the Shentai.

Two figures, one black and one white, staggered in the storm, and the sonorous sound of the long sword continued to resound. 、

Bang!

The two figures were floating and falling at this moment, the long sword in his hand was clenched in his hand, a sword touched the god platform heavily, and the sound of gold and iron handing over came from the god platform where the bones of the gods were condensed, and all eyes suddenly looked at it, Zi Han half knelt on the god platform, and Xing Wuyue's sword body couldn't help but tremble.

"Is it over?"

Someone asked softly, or the two fought, and the final outcome was the key to the battle for the key, and the winner won all, because the key was suspended above the altar.

Burst!

Zi Han finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly looked up at Xing Wuyue, a wisp of blood continued to overflow from the corner of Xing Wuyue's mouth, his body was covered with sword marks at this time, and his body was covered with blood, and that calm gaze gradually set off waves at this time, and a touch of frost like a sword appeared.

Zi Han got up, his body couldn't help but tremble, the white clothes that were not stained with fine dust were soaked in blood at this moment, and the criss-crossing white clothes became dazzling.

"Sword Monarch, you really surprised me, and you also made me unable to calm down anymore, maybe I really can't defeat you, but" Xing Wuyue showed an unpredictable smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "I will kill you"

Zi Han looked at Xing Wuyue with solemn eyes, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth again and looked at Xing Wuyue, the depth of his eyes was unpredictable, looking at Xing Wuyue, looking at the frost condensation sword in his hand, the sword was still cold, and an increasingly terrifying sword intent surged again at this moment.

Airplanes!

At this moment, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, the sword in Xing Wuyue's hand was moving, a cold light as frost seemed to burst through the sky, and the frost divine sword was suspended in front of Xing Wuyue's body at this moment, and the person was as cold as a sword.

"The power of frost is seen again"

The voice was like a roar, his hand was sealed, his ten fingers flew up, the power of the frost condensation sword was condensing at this moment, a terrifying sword intent was moving, that kind of sword intent had already surpassed the spirit level, which made people have to be shocked and sighed.

A sword rises in the sky, and the turbulent world comes, such a power is really terrifying,

Rumble!

The Frost Divine Sword slashed through the sky at this moment and cut off the divine light, and the countless frosts on the divine sword were condensing, as if they were about to condense for thousands of miles, and that kind of power belonged to the intersection of the spirit gods, and Xing Wuyue roared and all the spiritual power around him surged towards the Frost Divine Sword.

It was like a sword floating in the sky, and under this sword, there was despair in everyone's eyes, who could be defeated with such a blow, Ye Xiyu looked at the sword, and his beautiful eyes were full of solemnity, and in the end, he could only sigh.

This sword does not belong to the spirit level after all, it does not belong to Xing Wuyue, even if it is as strong as Xing Wuyue, it is necessary to fight with the help of external forces to be able to kill Zi Han, how strong is Zi Han in the hearts of everyone.

"Who can stop this sword, it has long exceeded the limit that a spirit level creature can reach, and Zi Han will be defeated after all"

"No matter how strong Zi Han is, how can he block the blow of the master beyond the spirit level, the power that Xing Wuyue uses at this moment no longer belongs to him, Zi Han can only hold hatred."

"With the help of a divine sword, how can he be the enemy" Ye Yichen had unwillingness in his eyes, he believed that if it was a fair battle, Zi Han would not be defeated.

Sighing below, sighing, on the divine platform, Zi Han watched the Frost Divine Sword circulating, but a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looking at Xing Wuyue and said, "Do you really want to use the power that doesn't belong to you to fight?"

"Haha, Sword Monarch, you are very strong, stronger than any of them, I don't have absolute confidence to defeat you at this moment, but for the sake of the key, you must die, your existence is the biggest threat to me"

Xing Wuyue's voice made everyone feel desperate, but at this moment, a smile still appeared on the corner of Zi Han's mouth.

In the blood-stained sleeves, Zi Han gently kneaded a jade bottle between his slender fingers, but his eyes were extremely confident at the moment.

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