He's finally here.

Song Hanchuan has been waiting for this moment for a long time, and the promise he once made in the academy is to roar once: "Jing Ming, I will trample you under my feet." ”

He still has a lot to say.

Jing Ming doesn't like to talk when he fights, this is learned from Lao Zhangtou, for no other reason, because there are a lot of things to do with this old man, and he will find all kinds of reasons to speak, if he opens his mouth at this time, then he will be unlucky, and he will be cleaned up very miserably, if he doesn't talk nonsense, the ending is nothing different, and he will be cleaned up very miserably.

The ending of the fight with Lao Zhangtou will be very miserable regardless of whether he speaks or not.

The front and back of the platform were fifty paces wide.

Twenty steps apart between the two, the young man strode forward, Song Hanchuan had just finished talking nonsense, Jing Ming had already taken ten steps, and when he finished speaking, Jing Ming had advanced five steps and the long sword had been unsheathed.

Song Hanchuan prepared a thousand words to humiliate Jing Ming, there is no doubt that there is no chance at this moment, taking advantage of the distance of five steps, he still has a sentence not to vomit unpleasantly, and roared: "Jing Ming, I heard that you have taken the road of martial arts, looking at this appearance, it is estimated that it is true, they all say that martial arts are extremely strong, and I will learn today, what is the level of your martial arts strength." ”

Jing Ming slashed down with a sword.

Song Hanchuan was full of self-confidence and raised his sword to fight back.

The sound of "bell .....", the fire under the sword shot wildly, and the frost white flew violently.

Wufu is a martial artist in the end, it is estimated that Jing Ming did not disappoint Song Hanchuan, after the two collided with a sword, Song Hanchuan was not strong, and his feet were slashed, and there were five steps.

Martial arts fights will have significant characteristics, and if one move is successful, he will bite like a mad dog.

In the name of it, it is said that you will die while you are sick.

Wu Fugui is in a breath, through the teaching of Lao Zhangtou, the breath in Jing Ming's body is longer than that of ordinary people, and with the battle, it will become higher and higher, and the momentum under the sword is like a rainbow.

Jing Ming strode forward, stepping out of the distance of three steps in one step, his body suddenly flipped over and jumped up, the sword in his hand was raised, and he opened wide... Dahe, a very powerful figure crossed the air, and he slashed down heavily.

Song Hanchuan's face was gloomy, and there was no time to speak at this juncture.

His reaction was not slow at all, his two hands opened and clamped the hilt of the sword and rubbed it up, the Stasis sword spun drippingly, floating in the air on its own, and stood above his head to block Jing Ming's sword, and he himself took advantage of this opportunity, leaned back to draw the enveloping range of Jing Ming's sword momentum, and retreated ten steps in a row to widen the distance.

Jing Ming put away his sword and stood, smiling playfully.

I heard that someone was going to trample me under my feet?

I heard that someone wants to test the strength of my sword?

Glancing at Song Hanchuan with playful eyes, he raised his eyes and said, "Is this person you?"

A streak of ice swept through the air.

Polar Island Sword Cultivation is good at killing enemies with swords, Qingshan Sword Cultivation can't be cultivated, as the most powerful Imperial Sword Sect, their best means are naturally not to carry a sword to cut like a martial artist, but to fly a sword to resist three thousand miles, and easily take the head of the person.

"Kill," Song Hanchuan roared.

The flying sword slashed, Jing Ming did not dare to slack off, out of prudence, did not attack with the sword, but defended, the sword lifted the spine of the sword outward, only listening to the sound of ding, the tip of the Stasis Sword pierced the spine of the iron sword, and suddenly it was like suffering a lightning strike, the young man's body took two steps back, and the body of the Stasis Sword naturally carried an extremely cold true qi, and this true qi spread as the two swords touched each other.

A frost white appeared on the spine of the young iron sword, which was still spreading upward, and finally attached to Jing Ming's palm, and the boiling true qi in his body suddenly fell to a low point as if suffering from an inexplicable cold wave.

Song Hanchuan is crazy, but he is not stupid at all.

To be precise, his father Song Shanhe is really cunning and cunning, combined with the characteristics of the Stasis Sword, this clever plan, and even the insults to Jing Chen, Jing Ming's father and son overnight are also for this foreshadowing, in order to provoke Jing Ming, so that he is eager to fight with the Stasis Sword in anger, hurting the martial arts in his body.

In Song Shanhe's words, "Son, you've already won half of the way." ’

Jing Ming's martial intent in his body vibrated and he was anxious to expel the icy qi from his body.

Everything happened next, Song Hanchuan had been practicing for a long time, and the sword ice shadow kept circling around the battle platform, and in the process of surrounding, the extremely cold qi on the sword body would fall, and in a short period of time, it would form a frost barrier, which would greatly delay the activation of the true qi in Jing Ming's body.

The students watching the battle around the battle platform couldn't stand the cold air and hurriedly retreated a few steps.

Jing Ming and Song Hanchuan fought a battle, which undoubtedly attracted the attention of a large number of mountain monks, and they all asked the students to come to watch the battle to further understand the strength of the opponent.

Dongguo Curtain has already come out of the first place, and he is learning from Wei Xin of Lei Yuncheng, and his eyes are much more vicious, looking at such an overwhelming frost, his face is very unsightly.

Originally, he thought that he was half a catty or eight taels with Song Hanchuan, but at this moment, not only did he have to weigh whether he was five or three or four, but there was no doubt that he couldn't bear this cold ice realm.

A large amount of cold fog floated on the battle platform, and the figures of the two sides of the battle were blurred.

At this moment, the Ice Shadow Sword suddenly stretched out, and Song Hanchuan's body also flew into the air, his hands were clasped together, his four fingers were stretched out, and he clicked: "Go to ....."

The cold air on the Stasis sword rose sharply, and it quickly flew towards the young man in the cold mist, and the sword pierced into the fog, and the fog around it would quickly condense into cold ice, and in an instant, the entire battle platform shrouded in the fog formed a huge ice lump, which was of course to seal the young man's body.

Martial arts are powerful when they are angry.

Jing Ming couldn't lift that breath several times, so he simply gave up, and used the force method of the Sikong Xinxue Sect to catch up with the ice to freeze his body, and swung his sword violently, and the huge ice cube was pried and flew up, and the ice shadow sword along the way was knocked away.

The boy had this opportunity to remove the cold in his body.

In the old days, he jumped up, jumped above the ice, handed over the sword in his right hand to his left hand, and after freeing his right hand, he clenched his fist and slammed it on the ice, the ice sank, Song Hanchuan couldn't dodge, was hit by the ice in the chest, and fell to the ground.

The sword in the left hand was quickly returned to the right hand, and the sand was lifted in the green mountain, and a large number of ice chips were cut out of the cold ice, which rushed on Song Hanchuan's body like hail, and the good-looking leather surface was suddenly beaten blue and red, Huang Shenjun's vision was not bad, and Song Hanchuan did not panic after being beaten to the wind.

His fingers lifted, and the Stasis Sword that was trapped in the ice broke through the siege and flew out.

The Stasis sword slashed around the ice in a circle.

Song Hanchuan ate a trench and grew wise, and at this time, he directly used the most proud martial arts 'Cold Flower Kill' inherited from the Stasis Sword so far

The huge ice cube instantly turned into cold mist, and these mist surged rapidly, forming a mist similar to a lotus flower, and the Stasis Sword flew out, and the lotus mist followed and pressed down.

Jing Ming under the sword raised his head.

The wind was blowing, and the young man's original intention was to avoid this sword, but he never thought that as soon as he moved under his feet, his body was like hitting an iron plate, and he was blocked back.

When he was so proud, Song Hanchuan couldn't wait to explain: "If you want to hide from the door, Hanhua will be imprisoned when you kill your body, and every time the Stasis Sword gets closer, this imprisonment will increase by one point, Jing Ming, when this sword comes to your head, you are a worm waiting to be killed." ”

As Song Hanchuan said, the oppressive force under the sword is getting stronger and stronger, and the young man is struggling to even raise his arm at this time.

"How about now, you know what the real martial arts are, right?" Song Hanchuan roared, he couldn't wait, the two hands were clasped in front of his chest, and they pressed down together, he couldn't wait to kill Jing Ming.

As for whether he will be disqualified from subsequent matches by the Dabi rules after the kill, he is not worried at all.

Before leaving, Song Shanhe gave such words, this battle can abolish that kid It is better to kill him, as for the reason is very simple, the entire court is waiting for Jing Chen, the only king with a different surname, to rebel, and as soon as the only son dies, they don't believe it, Jing Chen's shrunken turtle can still sit, so that he can call on the monks on the mountain to participate in the encirclement and suppression of Jing Chen.

As for the rules?

They are aristocrats, and nobles have privileges, and privileges can override the rules.

"Die...."

Song Hanchuan roared.

A smile appeared on Jing Ming's face, this battle was finally a little more fun, the martial intent in the body surged, urging the spirit of martial arts, the two became one, in the way of using perfect strength, stepping on the ground with both feet, the body was straight, the sword in his hand raised a finger, and it was the 'first line' of the green mountain starting hand, 'The sword tip point in the martial arts cold flower killing, but the irresistible martial arts in Song Hanchuan's eyes were a meal, and there was a large amount of cold mist flying away on the back of the lotus shape, as if suffering a heavy blow.

Song Hanchuan had a strange look on his face.

He was very confident in his sword moves, and at the same time, he was very clear that the precision sword moves that built the inside of the Cold Flower Kill had been defeated in large quantities, and at the moment it was just a shell with no appearance.

This noble son is afraid of being embarrassed.

After consulting with the senior brother yesterday and turning to leave, the enigmatic man said, "You will lose." ”

Song Hanchuan, who was hot in his heart, was like falling into a glacier, and hurriedly turned around and bowed down, knocking his head worthlessly, and said, "Please also ask senior brother to teach me, how can I win?"

At this time, Huang Shenjun had already turned around and left, and after walking a few steps, he said, "Unless the Lord comes." ”

While Song Hanchuan accepted the inheritance of the Stasis Sword, he received a message that the original owner of the Stasis Sword had a wisp of consciousness left inside the sword body, and when necessary, he could use this wisp of consciousness to achieve the Lord to kill the enemy.

At that time, Huang Shenjun explained the consequences, the presence of the Lord is extremely harmful to the caster, and he cannot use it unless necessary.

Song Hanchuan dreamed of trampling Jing Ming under his feet, besides, he had already roared so much, the field had been thrown out, if he couldn't find it, how big a person would he lose, there was no doubt that this was his most critical moment, he didn't care about it so much, he bit his teeth and rushed into the cold flower killing again, and roared: "Jing Ming, these are what you forced me to do, now you go to die." ”

At the moment when he held the Stasis Sword in his hand, a large amount of decaying aura rushed out of the sword.

These breaths were not yet controlled, and some rushed into the sky, a little falling into the ground and blending into the battle platform.

Song Hanchuan was originally a good son, except for his gloomy face with a little evil spirit, he was considered an extremely handsome man, at this moment his face was rotten, and his face was full of decay, on the contrary, the momentum on his body was skyrocketing, and he rushed out of the martial arts range of the Yupu period in an instant, and when he reached the top of the Ruyi period, this breath did not stop.

After Huang Shenjun walked away, he whispered: "Although the Lord is strong, it takes a lot of time, he won't let you finish it, or lose." ”