The autumn breeze rises and blows down countless cinnamons.

On the Imperial Plaza, there was a sea of people and a lot of people. But with the arrival of a horse and a cart, it suddenly fell silent.

Ye Junlin is wearing a white dress today, like silver snow. The Red Flame Sword hung from his waist, shining brightly. Perhaps sensing today's murderous aura, the Chiyan Sword continued to tremble from the moment it entered the square.

The three-foot green blade in the box, and if it is uneven, it will sound.

Compared with Ye Junlin's subtle caution, Beitang Jun is much more high-profile: it is still the golden carriage, but the coachman has changed from the original tower man to a graceful beautiful girl.

Today's Beitang Jun changed into a black dress, which is in stark contrast to Ye Junlin's spotless white clothes. There was a long sword hanging from his waist, with a black hilt and a black scabbard, but I didn't know if the blade was black.

On the Taihe Hall in the distance, Beitang Hui stared at Beitang Jun's sword, frowning slightly.

On both sides of the square, onlookers with different classes, different cultivations, and different combat abilities started to discuss. What's more, directly not far from the square, the gambling game was opened.

Beitang Jun looked at this scene, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"His Royal Highness the Great Prince. Ye Junlin arched his hand at Beitang Jun and said with a smile.

"Between us, do you still need such a fake politeness?" Beitang Jun pursed the corners of his lips.

"Hmph. Ye Junlin sneered and gently drew out the Chiyan Sword: "In this case, let's go straight to the point." ”

The murderous aura was like a tornado in the sky, with Ye Junlin as the center, scattered in all directions.

"I hope your strength is the same as your 'arrogance'. Beitang Jun sneered, and with a 'bang', he pulled out the black sword, which was magnificent.

On the tower of the Taihe Palace, Beitang Hui looked at the black iron sword in Beitang Jun's hand, and his brows condensed into the word 'Chuan'.

Bei Tang Xiong stood beside Bei Tang Hui, looked at the railing, and sighed softly: "Jun'er, sure enough, it's still mixed with that 10,000-year-old monster." ”

On the Imperial Plaza, two qi engines, which are imperceptible to the naked eye, slowly stirred together, one was a colorful color, and the other was pale blue with a hint of jet black.

Ye Junlin quietly felt Beitang Jun's qi and frowned slightly.

"Your Royal Highness, if I'm not mistaken, you've fallen into the devil. ”

"Hahahaha" Beitang Jun laughed loudly: "Do you know 'what is a demon' and 'how to become a demon'?

Ye Junlin was so choked by Beitang Jun's words that he couldn't speak. I had to smash my mouth, take a deep breath, and slowly adjust my mood.

Seeing the situation, Beitang Jun smiled contemptuously. His thinking is similar to Liu Yu, and he looks down on people like Ye Junlin who are reckless. No matter what height Ye Junlin reaches, in his eyes, Ye Junlin will always be a poor dick.

"Ice Slash. ”

On Beitang Jun's arm, the blue light was like a dazzling gem, reflecting this side of the world. The Xuanguang gradually dimmed, and a blue sword light rushed towards Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows slightly, and the Red Flame Sword swung rapidly, and the crimson sword slashed through the air, and the entire square seemed to be burning.

"Boom!"

The flame sword and the ice sword collided together, and suddenly the explosion roared. Blue ice cubes and crimson flames drifted in all directions, falling to the ground like two small lanterns of different colors.

Ye Junlin looked at Beitang Jun, the corners of his mouth were slightly slanted, and Beitang Jun sneered in return.

"Your Royal Highness, if you only have this level, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat me. Ye Junlin was secretly on guard with the Chiyan Sword on one hand, and on the other hand, he was teasing Beitang Jun with a clever tongue.

Beitangjun's chest rose and fell slightly, and he seemed to be slightly angry.

"I hope your combat power is as sharp as your mouth. Beitang Jun said, and a lot of cold aura was bred on the black blade.

Ye Junlin was stunned for a moment, and then the crimson Xuanguang was like a coat, wrapping him tightly in the center.

Overcoming ice with fire, an excellent choice.

"Ice escape, the Quartet Ice Cold Sword. ”

Beitang Jun's eyes were closed, and on the black iron sword, the aura of ice continued to overflow.

The surrounding air condenses rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye. Ye Junlin felt an inexplicable chill that was constantly eroding into his body, completely ignoring his 'Flame Armor'.

"Boom—"

The bluestone slabs around him began to tremble violently. Countless pillars of ice, like bamboo shoots after rain, grew up extremely quickly.

Ye Junlin was shrouded in the center by several pillars of ice. All of a sudden, countless cold breaths rushed to his face, as if they were about to freeze him into ice cubes.

Ye Junlin increased the output of the flame aura, wanting to use the 'flame armor' to resist the attack of Beitang Jun.

But sadly discovered: in vain.

Those icy breaths slowly seeped into his skin, his tendons, his flesh, and his bones. The whole body was cold, and Ye Junlin's consciousness began to become chaotic.

In a few moments, the white frost flower slowly condensed between Ye Junlin's eyebrows.

Thick ice had spread from his feet, slowly towards his waist. Ye Junlin seemed to be covered in a cold ice box, trembling all the time, and it was difficult to have the consciousness of resistance anymore.

Beitang Jun looked at Ye Junlin, who was frozen into ice, gently pursed the corners of his mouth, and said mockingly: "Sure enough, it's 'a dog that can bark and don't bite'." ”

Patting the black iron sword, Beitang Jun turned around and wanted to leave, because he thought that the victory and defeat had been decided.

At this moment, a large hole suddenly opened in the ground, and the long sword that shone with flames pierced straight out.

It's Ye Junlin.

At the beginning of Beitang Jun's use of the 'Quartet Ice Cold Sword', Ye Junlin used the 'Earth Clone', and his real body hid underground, leaving the clone to attract Beitang Jun's attention.

What he was waiting for was the moment when Beitang Jun thought he had won, and then suddenly made a move, and finished his work in one battle.

The Red Flame Sword flickered with glittering flames, almost burning through the entire sky. The blade of the sword was extremely sharp, stabbing into Beitangjun's chest like lightning bolt.

"Whew-"

Unsurprisingly, the blade of the sword pierced Beitangjun's left chest impartially, but there was no joy on Ye Junlin's face.

"Whoa-la-"

The body of 'Beitang Jun' suddenly melted, and finally turned into a puddle of water stains, which were left on the bluestone slab.

"You can't do this kind of thing, it's not just you. ”

Beitang Jun smiled and slowly walked out of an icicle