Zuo Lengchan drew his sword, the white inner breath around his body was running, and a trace of white mist overflowed from his body, which was a cold air that was cold to the bone marrow, causing the temperature around him to drop a lot.

This is the true qi of cold ice, which is said to have been created by Zuo Lengzen, whose inner breath is from yin to cold, and the cold emitted is far colder than ice and snow.

At this time, Zuo Lengchan's sword pointed at Xu Zifan, and this was like a signal, and all the powerful people around him also took out their weapons one after another, staring at Xu Zifan with a calm gaze, ready to besiege.

At this moment, in the main hall of the Songshan Sect, the atmosphere was tense and heavy, and the bloody conflict was about to break out.

Everyone is a first-class master, and they are all big names in the rivers and lakes, at this time, the sword is out of the sheath, pointing directly at Xu Zifan, the invisible momentum is very depressing, very oppressive, if ordinary people stand here, they will definitely be scared out of their courage.

At that time, Tian Boguang, Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan behind Xu Zifan were also very nervous under the watchful eyes of the crowd, and their palms were drenched in sweat, but they still took out their weapons and prepared to face the enemy, Xu Zifan sat firmly in front of them, giving them great confidence.

And Mu Gaofeng, whose fat and bloated body also stood up from his seat, looked at Zhongqiang opposite, and then looked at Xu Zifan in front of him, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, a trace of red light flashed in his eyes, and an extremely cold aura flashed around his body.

"Huh!"

With a chuckle, Xu Zifan picked up the teacup, took a sip gently, confident and calm, his face was indifferent, looking at the surrounding heroes, his eyes were faintly purple and faint, his face gradually became cold, and said: "Uncle Zuo, and all the seniors, I sincerely invite you to participate in the divine skills, but you are facing each other with swords, then don't blame me for slapping your face."

"Hehe, what a big breath, even if you are already a supreme master and have reached the peerless realm, so what? With so many masters present, you don't want to escape today with three heads and six arms. At this time, Lu Bai said, his voice was cold and hateful.

"It's hard for you to fly today!" Ding Mian said again, with a vicious and disgusting look on his face, and he also lost his ears.

The strong people in the hall held weapons in their hands at this time, pointing at Xu Zifan, ready to start the siege, the atmosphere was extremely cold, and a bloody battle was about to begin.

At this time, Zuo Lengzen, who was dressed in a brown wide robe and burly figure, was surrounded by a faint white mist, which was caused by the decrease in air temperature, and within a zhang of his body, the temperature dropped a lot, and there was a cold wind flowing, and a layer of crystal hoarfrost quickly condensed on the seat and floor, making people feel as if they had come from midsummer to severe winter.

And on the broadsword in his hand, at this time it was also covered with a layer of bright crystalline substance, which was a cold ice crystal, the sun shone in from the window, and the ice crystal reflected a colorful light, beautiful, but terrifying.

"Kill!"

Zuo Lengchan's voice is cold at the moment, his eyes are domineering and cruel, judging from the aura revealed around him, he must go all out, he is thoughtful, wise, knows that the lion fights the rabbit, and he does his best, not to mention that it is a master like Xu Zifan, so he must not be sloppy.

Whoa! Cangchang! …… Kill! Kill! ……

A sword sounded, and the surrounding powerhouses shouted and killed continuously, killing them, all of them were first-class masters, with profound martial arts, subtle moves, and deep internal breath.

At this time, such a group of people are really violent, the sword is like a forest, and the killing intent is like the sea, but all the timid people are afraid that they will not be able to stand steadily in the face of such a formation.

The sword light is bright, the sword shadow is dense, the gun is vertical and horizontal, and the hammer shadow is upside down...... The inner breath was pervasive, and at this moment, it was boiling, and all kinds of weapons played exquisite killing moves, with the sound of whistling wind, killing Xu Zifan and a few people.

Rumble!

Purple true qi permeated out, and Xu Zifan had already stood up, and at this time, his body was wrapped in a thick purple mist, which looked mysterious.

Zuo Lengchan looked at the field at this time, and saw that Xu Zifan's vision around him was mysterious and noble, his eyes shrank and shrank, and his face was extremely solemn.

He can see that Xu Zifan's Zixia Divine Skill has been practiced to an otherworldly realm, and as the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, he is interested in merging the Wuyue Sword Sect, so he naturally knows the characteristics of Zixia Divine Skill, which is difficult to practice, very difficult to practice, but as long as he is practiced, he will not live up to the name of Divine Skill.

Thinking of Xu Zifan's young age, he already had such profound skills, and the killing intent in his eyes was even worse.

"Cangchang!"

With a sword roar, Xu Zifan pinched the sword trick in his hand, bent his arm and danced in the air, the long sword was already in his hand, and then a sense of grandeur appeared all over his body, bright and vast, with white holy light circulating, sweeping everything.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Xu Zifan's sword was like electricity, the white sword light rippled, and the sword shadows were intertwined horizontally and vertically, forming a white sword net, and the holy light flowed, along with Liu Jing, Qu Feiyan, Tian Boguang and Mu Gaofeng beside him.

Raise my swordsmanship, I am good at cultivating my heroic spirit, defense, sword cultivation, and repel all evils.

At this time, Xu Zifan's body was covered with a layer of white sword net light curtain five meters around, the sword light was vast, the holy light was rippling, the sacredness was incomparable, dignified, and a heroic intention swept away all evils, righteous and bright, and good at cultivating one's own body.

"Dangdangdang......"

At this time, a series of weapons collided sounded, like striking iron, sparks in all directions, and the sonorous sound was endless.

The strong swords and guns are like a forest, and all kinds of strange tricks and tricks are endless, and the internal breath is full of breath.

However, at this moment, no matter how many strong moves are changing and attacks are frequent, they can't break through the sword net light curtain in front of Xu Zifan.

At this time, Liu Jing, Qu Feiyan and Tian Boguang behind Xu Zifan, who were on the opposite side of the powerhouses, could clearly feel the majestic pressure, they were shocked in their hearts, and once again realized that Xu Zifan's strength was strong, if they were themselves, they would definitely not be able to hold on to a few breaths.

And Mu Gaofeng, looking at the situation in the field, at this time, there was a faint red light looming in his eyes, and there was shock and fear in his eyes.

And at this moment, the strong people were even more shocked in their hearts, the sword net light curtain rippling with white holy light, like an impenetrable barrier, lay in front, so many of them, all of them were first-class masters, and at this moment, they used all their strength, but they couldn't break through.

"Yangwu swordsmanship?"

At this time, at the top of the main hall, Zuo Lengchan was surrounded by white mist, holding a broadsword, staring at Xu Zifan in the field with his eyes, and a look of shock was revealed, he couldn't imagine that this young disciple of the Huashan faction was not only unfathomable in internal strength, but also so clever in swordsmanship, a set of Yangwu swordsmanship was actually used by him superbly, and his defense was unparalleled, only in terms of swordsmanship, only stronger than him, not weaker than him.

Seeing this, Zuo Lengchan finally made a move, stepped out with one foot, and the ground was trampled on by him to form a footprint mark covered with white frost, and then his figure flew up, like a brown cloud, the speed was extremely fast, with an icy aura, killing Xu Zifan.