'Cold Light Sword', a low-level 'artifact', in the entire 'New Upper Domain', can be listed as one of the highest-grade weapons, bred from the 'Extremely Cold Land', has not been artificially carved, naturally formed, since the day of birth, the hilt of the sword is naturally engraved with a sun mark.

Beitang Mo held the 'Cold Light Sword' tightly, like a blue butterfly dancing, and everywhere his body went, inch by inch of ice, 'Nangong Proud' and the Hanmen martial artist, without any chance of resistance, were imprisoned by the 'Extremely Cold Ice' that was born out of thin air under his feet. Without any struggle, Beitang Mo's 'Cold Light Sword' was placed around their necks.

Beitang Mo raised his eyebrows at Ximen Ziran, as if he was signaling something to Ximen Ziran.

Ximen Ziran was a little surprised, but in the end, it was a big man who had experienced strong winds and rains, and it only took a second to return to normal in an instant. He stood up and applauded, "This one is the victory of Beitang Xian's nephew." ”

The victory came so lightly that the audience under the ring was a little stunned, and after reacting, the crowd immediately erupted in deafening applause and cheers.

'Nangong Aoran' is extremely proud, but in the face of an absolutely overwhelming victory, he also has to face reality.

Pang Yizhi looked at the thick ice in the ring, and couldn't help but feel a little lucky: "Fortunately, I didn't go to 'self-inflicted humiliation'." ”

Beitang Mo defeated the two of them in one move, without a trace of pride on his face, he looked at Ye Junlin under the ring, and said with a smile: "That brother, please." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Junlin, and they suddenly became a little more curious about this young man from their hearts.

Beitangmo's combat power is obvious to all, even if it is a 'pride of the sky' like 'Nangong Aoran', he can only be abused and hated, Ye Junlin can draw with the battle, which is enough to prove the strength of this young man named 'Ye Junlin'.

Ye Junlin walked slowly to the stage, and suddenly had a trace of curiosity about Beitang Mo in his heart. He looked at Beitangmo and said with a smile: "This Bei cousin, you are fighting so 'desperately', isn't that because you like that 'Ximen girl'?"

Beitangmo scratched his head and said quite shyly: "Speaking of the cold, I can't hide it, the fact that I came to the ring was completely forced by my father, and I didn't want to come." ”

Ye Junlin smiled and continued to ask, "Is that a must-win?"

Beitangmo raised his head, as if thinking about something, and after a long time, he came back to his senses and said shyly: "Sort of." ”

Ye Junlin nodded and said, "Let's have a good fight first, and then we'll talk about the rest." ”

"It's what I want. ”

Beitangmo nodded frantically like a drum, like a chicken pecking rice.

Ye Junlin pulled out the 'World Sword' on his back, and the fierce sword qi was like a howling wind.

"It's a worthy opponent. ”

Beitangmo's face was full of excitement, and the 'Cold Light Sword' shot, and the whole person turned into a blue butterfly again, dancing in the ring.

The spectators under the ring seemed to have seen the next scene: Ye Junlin was frozen in the ring, Beitangmo's sword was firmly on his neck, and the victory or defeat was immediate.

Almost everyone predicted the same scene, and in the entire square, only Ximen Ziran and Xia Feifei pursed their lips contemptuously.

Beitang Mo's sword technique, called 'Shenwu Ice Seal', the 'Heaven Rank Low Rank' Mystery Technique, combined with the 10,000 times increase power of the 'Cold Light Sword', can make everyone under the 'Xuantian Tribulation Realm' immediately freeze, and it is difficult to move a single bit, while those martial artists who have cultivated below the 'High-level Xuan Sheng' will be directly frozen into an ice sculpture, and there is no possibility of survival.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, for example, Ye Junlin, who only has a 'high-level Xuanzun' cultivation, has the combat power of a 'robbing realm' martial artist, and he can't help it.

The moment Beitang Mo waved, a subtle light spread throughout the ring, and the cold air surged, and the stumbling bluestone slabs on the ring were frozen together again.

The wind was blowing under Ye Junlin's feet, and the purple Xuan Qi lingered on his feet. With a sweep of his figure, Ye Junlin flew into the air as if he had given birth to a pair of wings.

The jujube red mark in the center of the eyebrows turned from dark to light, and the 'Heavenly Eye' opened. The golden scale armor instantly covered his whole body, and a golden dragon phantom instantly appeared behind him. A shout like the roar of a real dragon spread all around, and the 'beast warriors' around the ring trembled one after another, as if a huge coercion was acting on them.

Beitang Mo is also a 'Beast Warrior', but he is a 'Divine Beast Warrior', and the 'Beast Soul' on his body is the 'Xuanwu Divine Beast', one of the 'Four Divine Beasts'.

However, the divine beast is also a beast, and no matter how powerful the divine beast is, it still has to condescend to the dragon power of the 'True Dragon Son'.

Ximen Ziran trembled slightly, Beitang Mo trembled slightly, Pang Yizhi and 'Nangong Aoran' trembled slightly, and all the 'beast warriors' present trembled.

On Ximen Ziran's body, a huge Vermilion Bird Divine Beast phantom appeared in an instant, facing the real dragon phantom behind Ye Jun, prostrate slightly, as if to show surrender. Behind Beitang Mo, the phantom of the Xuanwu Divine Beast was also prostrate and surrendered. The Blue Dragon Phantom behind 'Nangong Aoran', the 'Dragon Turtle Phantom' behind Pang Yizhi, the 'Tiger Phantom', the 'Phantom Wolf Phantom', and the 'Grizzly Bear Phantom' behind everyone all appeared behind them, prostrating their heads towards their 'Emperor of the Beast Clan'.

Ximen Ziran was a little sluggish, whether it was the previous 'Nine Heavens Continent' or the current 'New Upper Domain', there was only one 'beast soul' of the Golden Dragon Divine Beast.

Since the fall of the previous 'Beast Emperor', the 'Beast Soul' of the 'Golden Dragon Divine Beast' has been exiled to the 'Sword God Domain' and has never appeared again. Ximen Ziran thought a lot for a moment, and immediately made a decision very firmly.

Pang Yizhi looked at the 'Golden Dragon Divine Beast' behind Ye Junlin, and was secretly happy: "The 'Ming Lord' I want to assist has finally appeared." ”

The most painful thing is Beitang Mo, under the 'infinite coercion' of the true dragon divine beast, the 'Xuanwu Beast Soul' in his body has already completely lost his combat effectiveness, and at present, he can't even exert one percent of his usual combat power.

This battle is bound to be lost.

Just when Beitangmo was disheartened and was about to go home to accept his father's sanctions, Ye Junlin suddenly walked into Beitangmo's ear and whispered a few words.

Beitangmo's eyes widened after hearing this, as if he had heard something incredible.

Without giving Beitangmo a chance to think, Ye Junlin made an even more stunned decision in front of the stunned crowd: I saw Ye Junlin raise his right hand and say loudly: "I admit defeat!"