The morning sun woke up a new day, but Xiao Xiao fell into a deep dormancy.

The blood is lost, the essence is broken, and the slumber does not wake up.

Xiao Xiao's face was like a thin piece of paper, soaked, and it would break when he stabbed it, cold as autumn frost, without a trace of temperature.

Rosemary originates from the essence of the bloodline, and when the aroma is full, it is naturally released through the surface of the skin. The fragrance remaining in the body flows in the blood, and after thousands of turns of blood washing, the aroma is integrated into the blood essence, and the precipitation forms a warm and cold fragrance.

This time, Xiao Xiao forced out all the cold balm in her body and gave it to Han Feng completely.

In the cold incense, there is not only the essence of rosemary, but also the vitality that sustains her life instinct.

Amethyst cave, the entrance of the cave hangs high above the white clouds, and the spring flows outside the cave into a waterfall.

The crystal bed made of purple crystals is immersed in the middle of the cold pool water, the cold air is pervasive, Xiao Xiao is quietly on the crystal, breathing, quiet and silent.

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Two days later, Xiao Xiao's face gradually became bloody, and he finally woke up.

The cold wind snuggled up to the side, still sleeping peacefully.

"Boy Hanfeng, what day is today, is it time for the Yuanying duel to start......" Xiao Xiao's voice was a little weak, soft, and not fully recovered.

This is, he woke up in a daze, looked at Xiao Xiao who was as good as ever, felt much relieved, looked outside, and replied with a smile: "It's time, it's dawn, we still have time......"

"Mmmm, I feel like I've slept for a long time all at once, let's not delay, let's get ready to go...... How about it, after getting my cold fragrance, is there a change in the true element......"

"Yes, my Diyuan has stabilized in the middle of the Yuanying period, and Tianyuan's perception has also improved a lot, I really don't know how to thank you, I think on the Phoenix Stage, I shouldn't let you down......"

The cold wind gently helped Xiao Xiao to stand up and walked towards the entrance of the cave together.

People left together, and in the empty cave of the amethyst cave, only the water was as clear as a mirror, the colorful stone pool, and the purple crystal that was shining and exuding a fragrant fragrance.

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The first cold wind of the Nine Bolts, coming from the Empty Valley Dojo, after defeating the Ethereal Ones, almost caused a sensation in the entire Eastern Continent.

Whether it is the Ethereal City, the Holy City, or the Wind City where the cold gate is located, especially the City of the Wind, it is throbbing.

The first style of Jiuyu is undiminished, and the king is back!

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Phoenix Square is bustling, and the surrounding roads are full of traffic and overcrowded.

The cold wind duels Lingdu, the wind has no second, and the battle of the wind system is ready to go.

Inside the Phoenix Plaza, 100,000 people gathered, black and oppressive, full of people, and the noise shook the sky.

The strong return of the cold wind is a miracle against the sky.

The little boy who walked alone through Fengtian Avenue in the contempt of millions of people once again appeared in the eyes of everyone, the young man was still young, and his momentum was very different, and he was really a strong martial emperor, unstoppable.

After Han Feng separated from Xiao Xiao, he came to the stands on Su Jinglu's side.

The wind is blowing and the sun is burning.

Tao Feiyan and You Rou appeared in the stands together, after all, this was an extraordinary duel.

Cold Wind and Ling Du were both born in the City of Wind, time has passed, after the duel between the Wind and the Clouds, Cold Wind left the City of Wind, and Ling Du also went to the Ethereal City.

"Feiyan, you take a good look over here, don't worry too much about me, I'll be fine......"

"Mm-hmm, I believe you, I'll just watch quietly here, and wait for you to come back......"

Tao Feiyan wore a Caroline-colored fringed dress, with a luxurious temperament, and she did not lose the pretty beauties in the Xiuzhen world.

"Brother Feng, it seems that you have found a way to deal with the eye of reincarnation, and you have a lot of confidence now, ......" Su Jinglu on the side saw something and guessed.

"Almost, I won't lose to Ling Du again, on this Phoenix Stage......"

Han Feng's face was expressionless, looking extremely cold, his eyes were full of decisive coldness, his eyes were locked on the Phoenix Terrace, his belief was resolute, and he was wearing a black slim robe, moving with the wind.

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The lark of the Cold Gate, the Cold Moon Zen of the Cold Moon Palace of the Bright God Sect, the Liu Yipiao of the Liu Sword Gate, and the Mirror Moon Goddess of the Yao Chi Realm were all in place and sat on the third floor of the Moon Viewing Pavilion on the north side of the square.

The atmosphere on the side of the four martial gods is much more serious than the previous Emperor's ceremony, there is no whispering, talking and laughing, everyone is majestic and not smiling.

Liu Yipiao's cheekbones were abrupt, his white hair was scattered, he glanced at the goddess of Jingyue, and said with a serious expression: "Jingyue, I heard that the cold wind that is about to appear has a relationship with the son of Xijing of the Holy Heavenly Gate, and you used to be the master of the son of Xijing, so you will know some more or less...... Could it be that the wind talent of the cold wind is really unmatched, comparable to the son of the wind three thousand years ago......"

Mirror Moon Ni dressed in feathers, charming and charming, smiled indifferently: "The son of the wind who has moved through the ages, the achievements of his life are irreproducible, an immortal talent who can make all people surrender and the gods are feared, reigning in the world, and the sky is mighty." Regardless of the talent, Cold Wind still has a long way to go to reach the achievements of the Children of the Wind back then......"

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The wind and clouds suddenly change, and a battle is a battle of life and death.

The cold wind was unpretentious, the meteor stepped into the void, the figure was fleeting, and he came directly to the phoenix platform, standing in black in the wind, the cold light in his eyes was like snow, and the heart of killing was obvious.

The phoenix platform made of high-grade stainless steel is as solid as a rock, with a silver-gray body and a blood-red color like chicken blood in the silver gray.

The first of the nine dragons finally appeared, and the crowd of 100,000 people carnivaled, and the noise was endless, and the noise shook the sky.

Hanhai is a hot-blooded world, where people worship the strong, the so-called strong, can be the four seas, invincible, or against the sky, big and fearless.

Not long after, his opponent, Ling Du, also came to the Phoenix Terrace.

Ling Du is still the same Ling Du as before, and his appearance has not changed much.

Bright white silk brocade robe, silk intertwined with strands of gold, ice muscle like jade, cold, flawless, a silver folding fan in his hand.

The two men were ten meters apart from each other, and their eyes were facing each other.

The storm rose again, the wind was restless, and the sky was drowned in darkness, as if the end was coming.

Ling Du danced the folding fan lightly at a low frequency, took the lead in speaking, and said coldly: "I really don't understand how you survived, I can't kill you even if I see reincarnation, cold wind, this is what I really admire about you, fearless of death and life......"

At this time, the cold wind was even more indifferent than Ling Du, cold as ice, and replied meticulously: "The previous cold wind is dead, I came today to take your life, blood debt and blood to pay, I want to get back all what I lost......"

Ling Du seemed to feel a strong killing intent, trimmed his eyebrows slightly, and smiled: "Don't forget, now is the Yuanying duel, not the life and death duel, if you don't leave a sense of proportion, act recklessly, my reincarnation eye can kill you once, and I can kill you a hundred times......"

Han Feng actually closed his eyes slightly, stretched his arms, awe-inspiring in the wind, and smiled wantonly: "Give you a chance, you make a move first......"

What, seeing this scene, Ling Du couldn't help but tremble, his lips trembled slightly, and his expression became solemn.

The cold wind actually closed his eyes, and under the seemingly calm look, a murderous and indifferent heart was revealed.

Mad!

Arrogant!

Arrogance!

The crowd of 100,000 seemed to feel a kind of madness that looked at the world and saw everything, the crowd was excited, and the noise of hissing and shouting was like a stormy wave, surging, instantly detonating the entire Phoenix Square, and the entire Phoenix City was trembling.

The volley is thousands of miles in the sky, the flowing clouds are stopped, and the falcon flies away

In the Moon Viewing Pavilion, only the Mirror Moon Goddess knows best, his madness is not deliberate, it is just a release, a heart that dominates the world.

A kind of temperament that is empty-eyed, the destiny of God, and the power of the world.

At this moment, the cold wind finds its former self, Mo is higher than the sky, who else can I be!

Nine Birds First, Unsurpassed!

Liu Yipiao looked at it in his eyes, his heart trembled, the muscles at his cheekbones trembled, and he said: "This is the momentum that Jiuyu has first......"

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Du, waiting for him to respond.

"You shall not live ...... of your own iniquity"

Ling Du directly threw the folding fan into the air, letting it go with the wind, no longer hesitating, and a sharp blade gathered by the wind element on his right hand was long, bright and sharp.

It's too late, it's fast, Ling Du's true power is running, the sword of thought is separated from the original god, blessed on the double sword, thundering, and directly using the fifth style of the Seven Killing Sword Technique, the seven stars look at the moon, and the speed is ten meters per second......

Skillful swordsmanship, cutting through the air, making a 'hiss' sound, the power of a thousand jun, unstoppable, sharp sword stabs, right in the center of the eyebrows.

The cold wind was hit by a sword and pierced through the skull, but the smiling face did not change in the slightest, and no blood rushed out, and after a while, it turned into nothingness!

Phantom......

Unreal Shadow......

One blow into the air, Ling Du was not surprised, as expected, he immediately sacrificed the sixfold phantom, the second form of the seven-kill sword technique, the phantom attack, the Ling Feng phantom, Ling Du's realm was a cut above the ethereal, and he had already reached the sixth realm.

The cold wind did not show weakness, without reservation, and directly used the same move, phantom attack - Ling Feng Phantom, the eighth realm of the Seven Killing Sword Technique, the eightfold phantom, all out of the sacrifice.

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On the viewing platform, the lark from the cold gate saw the eightfold phantom of the cold wind and stood up directly.

There were words in his mouth: "This is impossible, the Martial Emperor Stage Qi and the Eighth Realm of the Seven Killing Sword Technique...... No way!"

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The six-fold phantom faced the eightfold phantom, and fourteen figures appeared on the phoenix platform, overlapping and murderous......