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Hundreds of miles to the north of the Western Regions is the Great Snow Mountain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

To the north of the Great Snow Mountains is an endless ice field.

On the ice field, there is no grass, the wind mixed with ice particles is non-stop all year round, and the temperature is terrifyingly low, and it is impossible for people to survive in such a cruel environment.

The Great Snow Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, blocking the cold and hurricanes of the ice fields and guarding the entire Western Regions.

And the temple is located on the top of the Great Snow Mountain.

........................ The people of the Western Regions believe in the temple as if they were in the Great Snow Mountain, and regard them as the sacred guardians of the Western Regions.

Therefore, when a carriage with the symbol of the temple roared from the grassland, passing through countless small countries and oases, the people of the Western Regions along the way bowed and bowed religiously.

The driver was a young man, pale but in good spirits, with a beautiful smile on his face, and a nod and wave to passers-by, exactly like those gentle and kind priests.

But what was surprising was that a long sword was stuck diagonally on the roof of the carriage.

There are several human heads strung on the sword!

It's just that the unique sign of the high-ranking priest of the temple on the carriage is extremely eye-catching, which dispels the curiosity and desire of the people along the way, and along the way, no one dares to step forward to inquire about half a sentence.

Probably a blasphemer or heretic killed by the temple priest...... Many people thought silently as the carriage faded away.

.................................... Chu Nan knew that the head on the top of the carriage was not a blasphemer or a heretic of the temple, but a high-ranking priest of the temple!

The Grand Master of Fusang Mountain showed off his top-notch killing skills and ruthless determination in the craziest way!

didn't use the sword qi that made him famous, and used extremely cruel and concise means to kill all the high-ranking priests of the five temples, even Gu Xichao, who was as strong as the ninth grade, couldn't support three moves!

The Grand Master of Fusang Mountain is different from the Pope and Zhang Hai that Chu Nan has come into contact with.

Public, arrogant, high-minded, unscrupulous...... It seems that the purpose of the Grand Master of Fusang Mountain is simple and unique, which is to kill people!

Chu Nan didn't dare to imagine what would happen to this world if several other great masters in the world were as crazy and murderous as they were.

"What's the matter?!"

A hoarse voice came from inside the carriage.

Chu Nan looked back at the long sword with the head strung on the carriage, sighed and said, "How can you not be afraid of ......"

"How much have you learned from the killer's methods?How much have you comprehended that sword qi?!"

Chu Nan shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "The senior said, let me come, just to catch the car and be a witness." I don't want to learn, and I don't bother to comprehend ......."

There was no sound in the carriage, almost making Chu Nan wonder if there was no one inside.

........................ The snowy mountains are majestic like clouds, and the bottom of the mountain is a beautiful and peaceful oasis, the foot of the mountain is a hardy forest, the mountainside is a white snowfield, and the top of the mountain is a hard and pure ice field.

Just like the mythology of the Western Regions, the snow-capped mountains are vast, tranquil, and pure.

It's just that this pure holy place welcomed two uninvited guests.

There are many pilgrims at the foot of the mountain, full of vicissitudes and piety, kneeling down to worship in front of the vast snow-capped mountains, reciting scriptures with strange tones.

Looking at the pious expressions of these believers who have come and gone after all their suffering, and behind them are the snow-capped mountains that have stood quietly for thousands of years, people's souls will tremble.

The Grand Master of Fusang Mountain and Chu Nan walked through the crowd of people who were still kneeling and worshipping, and walked up the stone steps that meandered to reach the sky.

Behind him, the chanting of the believers sounded a little more.

........................ "What's the matter?!"

The Grand Master of Fusang Mountain slowly stepped on the steps and asked coldly.

Chu Nan sighed softly.

Different from the Buddhist temples and Taoist temples in the capital where incense is flourishing and the flow of people is like weaving, Daxue Mountain is too quiet and low-key.

Only the most devout believers are qualified to come and bow down at the foot of the snowy mountains.

And even if the believers at the bottom of the mountain fall to their knees, they will not be able to see the temple at a glance.

The Grand Master of Fusang Mountain stopped, looked at the mountain intently, and shouted lightly: "Divine stick...... Since you know that I have arrived, you will not go down the mountain to greet ......"

The voice was very soft, but it was like a melodious sound, and it reverberated in the mountains.

"Alas......"

A soft sigh was also heard in the far distance on the mountain, as if it was ringing in my ears.

Suddenly, a gust of wind broke out on the flat ground between the mountain roads!

The Grand Master of Fusang Mountain began to speed up, leaving only a black shadow.

Chu Nan hurriedly followed, naturally not wanting to miss the inevitable Grandmaster Battle next.

Fortunately, this mountain road is almost familiar to Chu Nan, and it is not difficult to keep up.

........................ The scenery on both sides of the mountain road is rapidly receding, and it is also slowly changing.

When the mountain was covered with white snow, Chu Nan could only helplessly distance himself from the Great Grandmaster of Fusang Mountain.

The speed of the Great Grandmaster of Fusang Mountain slowed down significantly, every step was firm and slow, and when he stepped on it, the sturdy stone steps would inevitably shatter a large piece, and the momentum on his body became a little stronger!

A majestic old man also appeared on the mountain, wearing a crown and holding a scepter.

Boom!

With a wave of the Great Grandmaster of Fusang Mountain's sword, several black shadows flew towards the Pope!

The Pope stood firm, the scepter in his hand leaning forward slightly, ripples in the air in front of him.

The shadow slowed down.

"Alas......"

The Pope looked at the few heads in front of him and sighed again, and said slowly: "Why are you ......?"

"Humph!"

The Grand Grandmaster of Fusang Mountain sneered and said sarcastically: "Seeing your own disciple die tragically, why aren't you annoyed or angry?"

With a flick of the scepter in the Pope's hand, he turned a blind eye to the increasingly calm and fierce momentum of the Grand Master of Fusang Mountain, and asked slowly: "In the past twenty years, Snow Mountain has never offended Fusang Mountain...... You, it's too much!"

The Grand Grandmaster of Fusang Mountain continued to sneer, flicked his long sword, and strode forward!

There is obviously only one long sword, but it fills the sky and the earth like an overwhelming one, rolling up the wind and snow in the sky!

Facing the sword that the Grand Master of Fusang Mountain had been gathering momentum for a long time, the Pope, who was known as the number one grandmaster, could only dodge and take a step back gently!

It's just one step, and it's like stepping into infinity!

The long sword of the Grand Master of Fusang Mountain is still fierce, and it is only a trace away from the Pope, but it has never been able to stab!

Rumble!

With a sword like a fuss, the Grand Master of Fusang Mountain forcibly smashed the winding stone steps hundreds of meters!

"Do you only want to be a turtle with a shrunken head?!"

The Pope's face was still serene, and he slowly shook his head and said, "You can't kill me." ”

As he spoke, the scepter in the Pope's hand fell slightly.

The ground trembled slightly, and the fragments of the stone steps that had been chopped by the Grand Master of Fusang Mountain suddenly stopped in the air, and then fell in unison.

On the mountainside of the snowy mountain, it rained gravel!

The Grand Master of Fusang Mountain flew up and stabbed at the palace above the Pope's head.

The Pope's face was solemn, and the short scepter in his hand greeted him.

Buzz shrill and piercing pop!

The two great masters officially fought for the first time, and the momentum was terrifying!

The ground under the feet of the two of them shattered piece by piece, and twisted and long cracks appeared!

The sword and the scepter touched, and it seemed that the space had collapsed, and a huge light was released!

That light is an invisible, murderous sword qi that kills countless people!

The Grand Master of Fusang Mountain sneered, and his sword moves did not stop, swinging out countless sword shadows, enveloping the Pope's entire person, clearly to fight fast and force the Pope not to dodge!

The Pope sighed, and with a flick of the short staff in his hand, he blocked the countless sword shadows out of his body by a foot!

.................................... Dozens of meters behind the Pope, a white figure appeared at some point, like a white lotus in the snow, cold and beautiful.

Chu Nan carefully bypassed the most dangerous battlefield in the world and walked towards the white figure.

The white figure was condescending, and he found Chu Nan who was quietly approaching early, and he also began to retreat, as if he didn't want to meet Chu Nan.

"Fei Sakura...... Fei Sakura ......"

Chu Nan simply shouted loudly.

The two great masters in the back are still desperate, the great grandmaster of Fusang Mountain is in his prime, and the Pope has no heart to punish the cowardly bastard who hooks up with his daughter in person.

Fei Ying was still bowing her head and retreating, not returning, suddenly raised her head, looked at Chu Nan who appeared in front of her, and was a little surprised!

Chu Nan was a little grateful to the Grand Grandmaster of Fusang Mountain for torturing him recently, and looked at Fei Ying proudly and smiled: "How is it?

Fei Ying's face was slightly cold, and the short knife in her hand was swung out, and she said in a low voice: "Get out of the way!"

Chu Nan narrowly dodged and laughed in a low voice: "Do you want to murder your husband?"

Fei Ying didn't answer, she bit her red lip lightly, cut it off ruthlessly, and said in a trembling voice: "Get out of the way!"

It seems that there is already a bit of a pleading.

Chu Nan probably knew why Fei Ying reacted violently, most likely because he saw the heads of Gu Xichao and the others, even if he was cold, his heart would not be good, and he flicked a few times on Fei Ying's scimitar.

The scimitar was bounced far away.

Obviously, under Fei Ying's agitated mood, her level was greatly disappointed, and she didn't really have the heart to be ruthless to Chu Nan.

Fei Ying was sandwiched between Chu Nan and Snow Mountain, and watched Chu Nan and the Great Grandmaster of Fusang Mountain go up the mountain with the heads of Gu Xichao and others, obviously very embarrassed.

Of course, Chu Nan refused to let Fei Ying leave, otherwise this misunderstanding might become a dead knot for a lifetime, and he could no longer untie it, so he grabbed Fei Ying's cold hand.

Fei Ying gritted her teeth, her hands were full of energy, and she wanted to get rid of Chu Nan ruthlessly.

Chu Nan actually grabbed it and didn't let go, and his palms were suddenly dripping with blood.

Fei Ying's heart suddenly softened, and the bitterness on her face became even stronger.

Chu Nan took advantage of the situation to hug Fei Ying's waist, felt the trembling delicate body under the agitation, and softly comforted: "I didn't kill it...... I was just forced to follow...... It's true...... Trust me......"

Fei Ying struggled violently, and didn't dare to break away with any more strength, worried that Chu Nan would make another stupid and strong support, and then both of them would be in pain, and after a long time, she finally leaned softly on Chu Nan's shoulder, and sobbed softly: "But, ...... They're all dead......"

It was the first time for Chu Nan to see the cold Fei Ying so excited and helpless, obviously he stood on the opposite side of the Pope, which made the girl extremely painful and entangled, and gently patted Fei Ying's back and comforted: "It's okay...... It has nothing to do with me...... It's not about you...... There are some things that you and I can't change......"

Fei Ying was probably under tremendous pressure, and the cold and arrogant girl let go of her heart for the first time, and her tears could no longer be stopped, and the crying became louder.

And at this time, the decisive battle between the two great grandmasters has also reached the time to determine the winner and loser.

(To be continued)