It was getting dark, and the temperature dropped. But the cold aura emanating from the white dragon's body made everyone wrap their clothes tightly.

Everyone had no intention of retreating, because there would be a big battle next, which would be something they would never encounter in their lifetime. One was the elder of Lingyun Valley, and the other was the eldest young master of the Frost Pavilion. The battle between the core figures of the two major forces made these small and medium-sized forces huddled in the southeast region widen their eyes and look at them with anticipation.

Ling Fan's body instantly burned with a raging fire, and his old eyes glared at Bai Long fiercely: "What "Famous List", what "Star List". How can Xingluo Pavilion know the old man's methods, if you believe this and come to fight against the old man, it will be too superficial and ridiculous!"

Bai Long's expression was extremely relaxed, and he said disdainfully: "If your Great Elder is here, you can still say this, you." Look for death!"

is a lot older, but he has been repeatedly taken advantage of by a twenty-year-old boy, and his old face can't help but be a little unbearable. With a wave of his big hand, a crimson big knife appeared in Ling Fan's hand.

Legend has it that the three elders of Lingyun Valley held the Red Fox Sword, the Red Yuan Spear, and the Red Spirit Sword. And what this Ling Fan was holding in his hand was the Red Spirit Treasure Knife. It is said that these three divine weapons were all trained in the Burning Sky Pool located in the center of Lingyun Valley. The power is powerful, and the fire attribute person can exert the strongest effect when holding it.

"The Red Spirit Knife really lives up to its name. But it depends on who uses it, hehe. Bai Long smiled: "Your Lingyun Valley's Lingshan Great Elder is good at swordsmanship, do you want to fight the magic sword this time, and go back to dedicate it to your Great Elder?"

"Sharp teeth, white dragon! if you are defeated by the old man Chi Ling's sword in today's battle, hand over that kid, we will not blame the past!" Ling Fan emphasized again.

The white dragon stretched out the folding fan vigorously, and in an instant, five sharp dagger blades appeared on the top of the folding fan. "It depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

"The dragon turns the five-edged fan?" a bystander cried out.

"What? This is our top ten artifacts in the southeast?

Ling Fan looked at the carved dragon folding fan with a rootless sharp dagger blade in the white dragon's hand: "I didn't expect you to have this artifact." Slightly raised the red knife in his hand that seemed to be dripping blood, and shouted: "The old man is ugly! Look at the knife!" After speaking, his body leaned forward and rushed towards the white dragon!

"Phantom Ice Peak, Present!" the white dragon whispered, and a huge ice blade formed in the air, and then the dragon turned the five-edged fan in his hand and slammed it against the ice blade. In an instant, the ice blades shattered into thousands of flying knives, and they all pointed in Ling Fan's direction, bursting out in an instant.

"Gold high-priced Xuangong?" Qin Cang can also be regarded as having learned four kinds of gold-grade Xuangong, and has a deep understanding of this high-level Xuangong. At a glance, you can see through the "Phantom Ice Wind" used by this white dragon, which is a gold high-priced Xuangong. Sighing lightly, the Frost Pavilion is really generous, as soon as he makes a move, it is a gold grade Xuangong, and he was lucky enough to learn this kind of Xuangong, but now he is causing a fatal disaster. In his capacity, he wanted to get a godsend, but he still had this kind of calamity. He didn't blame his master, he didn't listen to Xiaofeng's words, he was too careless.

Seeing that these thousands of ice blades were about to shoot and injure himself, Ling Fan immediately slashed across his chest, and for a while, the flames on his body became even stronger!

"Burning Appetite Recipe Transformation!" With a burst of shouts, the flames around Ling Fan's body immediately flew up, devouring thousands of ice blades.

The contact between fire and ice is relatively disadvantageous to the ice attribute, after all, the fire attribute is the same as the ice attribute, but the only exception is that the holder of the ice attribute is much stronger than the holder of the fire attribute.

As it was, the monstrous flames did not completely stop the thousands of ice blades, but only slightly reduced their power.

Just one move frightened everyone present. Ling Fan is defeated!

The tiny ice blades kept shooting at the Xuan Jin armor formed by Ling Fan, Ling Fan retreated step by step, and tried his best to wave the Red Spirit Knife to block, but he still couldn't completely intercept the forward ice blade.

Finally, Ling Fan's Xuanjin armor couldn't withstand the constant impact of the ice blades, and shattered violently.

Ling Fan's old body was also suddenly shaken away.

"Third Elder!Third Elder!" Ling Yun Valley's disciples were greatly panicked when they saw that Ling Fan had been defeated so completely, and hurriedly rushed forward to help Ling Fan up.

Ling Fan was not injured heavily, and stood up from time to time, but he didn't know what to say, and his old face turned red for a while. Fang Cai's words have been vividly confirmed to belong to the big words, what is across the southwest region, the elders and the younger generations. He clearly couldn't make a move in the other party's hands, but this time his face in Lingyun Valley was lost by him.

Silence...

Everyone looked at the young and handsome white dragon, and they couldn't help but have some admiration.

Qin Cang couldn't help but praise in his heart: "It's so strong! I really don't know if I will have such a strong strength when I reach the age of the white dragon!" What genius looks dim in front of the white dragon at this moment, but Qin Cang feels that he still has five years left, and his strength may not surpass him, he has already regarded the white dragon as a goal and a role model at this moment!

Facing the white dragon, Qin Cang no longer felt that he was a genius, the road of the strong was still very long, and he still needed to practice more diligently!

"Ling Fan, what else do you have to say?" The current white dragon couldn't help but have arrogance on his face, and now he was using his strength to prove himself. Martial arts are respected, and he is now the respect here!

Ling Fan blushed at the moment, and he couldn't help but say something about the scene: "Sure enough, the hero is a young man, and the old man is invincible." But this will never stop like this!"

Of course, it won't end there, the evil spirit in Ling Fan's heart hasn't been removed yet. If he goes back and tells the valley master, he believes that the valley master will not give up!

Of course, Bai Long also knew that it would not be so easy to understand this matter, but he couldn't kill Ling Fan just like that. Killing Ling Fan is simple, but it will only make a war between the southeast region and the southwest region. Even if you defeat it at that time, you will inevitably break your muscles and bones. This was something he didn't want to see, and it was even more something his father, the Pavilion Master of the Frost Pavilion, didn't want to see. What's more, this matter was just a momentary pleasure of his own to help Qin Cang, who had nothing to do with him!

In the future, Qin Cang can only look at himself.

When the full moon is in the sky, everyone can't help but look up.

On a full moon night, the magic sword appeared! They came for only one purpose, to get this magic sword. Seeing that the magic sword was about to be born, everyone's hearts couldn't help but stir.

"Lively! Wonderful!" But at this moment, a group of people suddenly walked out from the back of the crowd. The leader has thick eyebrows and a square face, a dark complexion, and a fairly strong appearance, with a purple heavy sword behind him. He also speaks with a northern accent.

Xiao Sheng, Qin Cang and the others immediately turned to look at the comer.

"Northeast region, Tilting Sword Tower, Wu family?" Bai Long squinted at a group of people who came, and said silently in his heart.

"In Xia Wu Hao, the commander of the Iron Sword Army of the Sword Tower, come to meet the heroes!" the man in the lead bowed and saluted.