Jiang Shuo, the master of Tianguang Peak, took the roster, and saw that among the visitors yesterday above, there were three big characters written on it, and he couldn't help but be furious.

Because there was still a competition below, he just whispered angrily, "Why didn't you report such an important matter earlier?!"

The child had to confess his guilt, who would have thought that Li Youyu, who had vaguely become the No. 2 person in Yanbei, would come to the door on foot so ordinarily and leave his name in the open?

When he came yesterday, he gave people the same feeling as an ordinary person, and no one thought about it at all.

"What can I do about it?" asked Zhuo Huan, the lord of Shennong Valley, in a deep voice.

This sentence is naturally not nonsense, if he can surround him in the snow mountain, Zhuo Huan, who has always been silent, will not speak.

Li Youyu dared to go up the mountain, not to mention that there was a perfect strategy, and he must have come prepared.

His mysterious master who slashed Ye Yinfeng's sword has not been silent for a long time, and if he makes a move against the people of Peach Valley, especially in the battle of Yanbei, he will be very supportive.

We still need to weigh it up.

Jiang Shuo thought that it was also this layer, and handed back the roster to the little boy.

He shook his head slightly, and said nothing in a deep voice.

"Are you going to invite the Snow Lord?" Meng Fan stroked the hilt of his sword, if he was the one from the Demon Gate, then the people present should have no opponent for him.

Jiang Shuo tilted his face slightly, and then shook his head slightly again.

He was actually a little moved, and wanted to compete with this Yanbei talent.

Yanbei is vast but sparsely populated, remote and barren. Not many people have been on the stage for thousands of years, and that is still the case.

But the few people who went out in Yanbei were also famous in the world. Without exception.

In the past 10,000 years, the first saint of the human race, the first emperor was born in Yanbei in the past.

Now that Yanbei has finally produced a hero who can laugh at the world, Jiang Shuo actually has some expectations in his heart.

It's a pity that as the Tianguang Peak Lord of the Snow Mountain, standing in the position of the sect, he still shouldn't take this risk.

And at this moment, the giant wood controlled by Fu Yang got out of control and crashed straight over. Li Youyu and Fu Yang, who had dodged by mistake, were directly unhindered.

Fu Yang was in the air, the white robe was hunting in the wind, and the sword in his hand moved with the decision, just now he made a gesture, and the sword light had already pierced the sky.

Fu Fengxue's dragon sword trick swims like a white dragon, that is, snowflakes all over the mountain. The effect is even more terrifying in cold places.

The sword light has arrived, rolling up countless snowflakes, and behind Fu Yang's back it is in the form of a real dragon, faintly like the sound of a dragon's groan, accompanied by the sound of a sharp sword breaking through the sky, the momentum is fierce!

Most of the elders on the boulder raised their eyebrows.

The dragon form is the magic power of the upper three realms, and Fu Yang used the sword technique of the snow lord to occupy the geographical advantage, but he was able to draw up the outline of the snow dragon soon after stepping into the moving mountain, which was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

I don't know the identity of the comer, and several people are really disappointed with Fu Yang's performance, but now the feeling is not quite the same.

"You're pretty good. "The flying sword attacked, but Li Youyu didn't use his magic power to pinch the magic trick, but swung his sword to hit it. The three-foot long sword slashed out an extremely iconic arc in front of him, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the front of the flying sword.

Between the lightning and flint, the flying sword was slightly off, and it was submerged in the snow.

Fu Yang hurriedly recalled, but how could he be as fast as a flying sword?

Asking the sword is the first and second of the line between life and death.

Otherwise, with his strong cultivation and countless strange magic spells in Peach Valley, he would be able to snatch Fu Yang's treasure sword with just a little trick.

It is not difficult to seal one or two of his five senses, or to deceive him with illusions and subdue him in close quarters.

However, this deviated from his original intention of asking the sword world.

The flying sword plunged into the snow, and the trick was recalled. Naturally, there was no strong corner of the flying sword at that time, and he shot directly fast.

Fu Yang's flying sword was only halfway back to protection, and Li Youyu's flying sword was already hanging between his necks.

This move once again showed Li Youyu's amazing ability to control.

The two compete for the speed of flying swords, how fast is this shot?

In addition, Fu Yang is also moving rapidly. But after Li Youyu's flying sword approached Fu Yang's neck, it stopped just right.

The blade had almost touched Fu Yang's skin, and Fu Yang could already feel the chill and the cold feeling of the metal.

It can almost be said that one more inch will be red.

But at this moment, the sharp sword suddenly froze in the air.

This really impressed most people.

"You're actually pretty good. Li Youyu repeated, "It's just that the anger is really heavy." ”

"Is there anything sorry for you in this world?" Li Youyu smiled very gently, he often had resentment when he was young, but the experience of more than half a year has greatly sharpened his mentality.

It's useless to regenerate gas anyway, so why not bland it?

"You have a family background, you have cultivation, and you are born with things that many people have worked hard to achieve all their lives, but they can't get. Why are you in such a violent mood?"

Li Youyu is actually a little puzzled, although he has seen a lot during this time, he can't understand it after all. They have everything, so why are they so easy to get angry?

"You make two moves, and you lose within one or two moves. Of course, it's not your problem to lose, and I'm to blame. But it's your fault that you lost so quickly. ”

"It's a big taboo for you to remember your hand style before, but you don't keep it and leave no room for it. Walking in the world, how can you know that the people in front of you do not have one move or two styles? If you don't keep it, who can you blame if you suffer a loss?"

"A thousand catties of giant trees, it seems to be huge, but does it have any practical significance?" Li Youyu thought it was really funny, most of these supernatural powers for moving heavy objects were used when fighting against people who were several realms lower than themselves, and they belonged to dimensionality reduction strikes, quickly killing and injuring a large number of enemies.

Competing with masters of the same level is a waste of energy and true yuan.

"I never thought that the flying sword of the Great Snow Mountain, the first sect in Yanbei, turned out to be like this. Li Youyu smiled and shook his head, "Could it be that you want to kill me directly with such a blow?"

"If you are not good at learning, I will give you two defeats, this is helping you. Li Youyu stretched out his hand to recall the flying sword, and his tone was very sincere, "Don't thank me." ”

Let's move on.

"If you win, you won, dare to insult me?!" Fu Yang has been unhappy since he got out of the customs, and he lost this time, and he had nothing to say, but after listening to Li Youyu's words that he was cheap and obedient, he still couldn't help but say it.

"You're afraid you're stupid to live in the mountains, right? We fought in the world, and victory is not just victory, and victory is not just as simple as humiliation. ”

"If you lose, you will lose all your rights, and besides, is this a humiliation? Li Youyu didn't look back, walked into the middle of the field, and didn't look at the group of most outstanding Snow Mountain disciples who formed in the field.

Instead, he looked straight at the white-robed elders on the stone.

"Who are you going to let down?"