Quiet.

Absolute stillness.

The entire Yanwu Square, or the entire Murong City.

At this moment, there was silence, and no one dared to make a sound, for fear of disturbing this moment on the field that shocked everyone's eyes.

The power of the fairy sword from Murong Yunyi, and the wrath of winter from Murong Han.

It's gradually frozen in everyone's pupils, and it's hard to extricate yourself for a long time.

Murong Han's hair was flying, and the huge immortal sword shadow hanging above his head was tightly clasped by his hands.

The black-blue forearms and palms looked like they were frostbitten, and they had all turned black.

It is conceivable that the chill in Murong Han's hand at this moment is so strong!!

Murong Han's eyes were full of madness, and blood continued to spill from between his clenched teeth, resisting the huge immortal sword shadow above his head.

And at the other end of Yanwu Square, when the ice, snow and dust dispersed, Murong Yunyi's embarrassed figure was gradually revealed.

Murong Yunyi was half-kneeling on the ground at the moment, his clothes were also in tatters, and his hair was as messy as Murong Han.

Murong Yunyi's face was pale, and his tired eyes meant that he had little physical strength and spiritual power left.

Raising his right hand with difficulty and wiping the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, Murong Yunyi was once again shocked by Murong Han's figure on the other side.

In a trance, Murong Yunyi seemed to see the scene when he was a child......

A stubborn child, while being beaten by many children, has a blue nose and swollen face, but still has a pair of eyes that never admit defeat.

Those eyes, eager for power...... Desire to be accepted...... Desire to be the pride of the clan......

That was Murong Han......

Murong Yunyi's heart was complicated, and in the face of Murong Han, who refused to admit defeat, he raised a touch of respect in vain.

Murong Han laughed wildly, the frosty ground under his feet cracked, and among the cracks, wisps of black and blue aura slowly drifted towards him.

These black and blue breaths are his winter and his Murong Han's soul.

Winter had just smashed the earth with a single sword, setting off a violent freeze that had frozen countless people, and it itself had turned into a chilling intent, scattered in the surrounding space.

At this moment, he felt the pain and roar from Murong Han, and if he had a spiritual wisdom, he began to condense again in the surrounding space.

It's just that this time the condensation is not condensed into a sword, but into wisps of black and blue supreme cold artistic conception, surrounding Murong Han's body.

Murong Yunyi gasped heavily, raised his right hand with difficulty, and grabbed it in vain towards the huge purple fairy sword shadow in mid-air.

The immortal sword shadow that Murong Han's hands were clasped with was slashed down by an inch again, and the skin on the inside of Murong Han's hands was completely shaved off.

The powerful immortal sword aura bombarded Murong Han, and this was only an inch away, and a burst of sword intent shock wave erupted in Murong Han's close range again.

Rumble......

A circle of purple shockwaves visible to the naked eye exploded from Murong Han's hands, kicking off countless dust and ice slag.

Murong Han's legs trembled, and he was so impacted by the powerful force that he cut off an inch that he knelt on one knee on the ground, and the leg that was kneeling was already deeply immersed in the frost under his feet.

Wisps of black and blue aura surrounded Murong Han, making Murong Han's current appearance even more terrifying, just like a demon god, kneeling under the fairy sword, relying on the strength of his hands to support the heavenly mighty sword intent.

He will never admit defeat!

Di Xiu's eyes shrank, and he looked at Murong Han on the field with emotion.

"The muscles and bones of his arm have been broken, and many bones on his body have been shattered, but despite this, he is still resisting the sword intent of the fairy sword......

As strong as Emperor Xiu, he couldn't help muttering to himself at this moment, in his eyes, what he saw was not Murong Han, but a strong man who stood up to the sky and the earth, a strong man worthy of his Emperor Xiu's respect.

The black and blue aura overflowing from the frost earth gradually increased, all surrounding Murong Han, so that at this moment, it seemed as if he couldn't see Murong Han.

The snow is falling, and winter is coming.

Murong Han didn't say a word, and stubbornly supported the huge sword shadow in his hand, and the black-blue aura around him became stronger and stronger, almost directly surrounding him, forming a black-blue-black-blue chaos.

Murong Han's face was hideous, and when the black-blue-black-blue chaos almost surrounded him, Murong Han's eyes widened, and he yelled at Murong Yunyi, who was also embarrassed opposite.

"Murong Yunyi!! I, Murong Han, would like to call you the strongest!! come and !! fight again!!"

Murong Yunyi's eyes narrowed, the complex meaning in his eyes flashed, and he trembled his right hand again, and pinched it fiercely against the sword shadow.

The huge sword shadow let out a buzzing sound, and it seemed that this fairy sword sword intent was unable to continue to support it, and used all its strength to slash downward.

But this beheading situation seems to be hindered by the cold, and it is impossible to cut off the slightest......

Suddenly, the blue-black, blue-black chaos flowed between Murong Han's hands, forming a black singularity, which was like a black hole, directly absorbing all the chill in the entire square.

"Give me broken !!"

In Murong Yunyi's vain shrinking eyes, Murong Han's face was hideous, he roared, and his hands clasped on the black singularity and grabbed it fiercely, and he directly pinched and exploded the black singularity that gathered infinite coldness!

"Not good!"

Grand Elder Murong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he secretly said that the power gathered by the black singularity was too strong, and he immediately made a move to block the entire Yanwu Square.

The cold singularity exploded instantly, and the immortal sword shadow implicating Murong Yunyi was actually visible to the naked eye and began to freeze......

Click......

The sword shadow that was slashed in mid-air was frozen in ice, but it did not dissipate, and not long after, the huge sound wave and impact generated after the explosion of the singularity directly rushed the figures of Murong Han and Murong Yunyi away, and they each fell at the opposite end of the Yanwu Square.

The huge shock wave and sonic boom hit the barrier laid by the Great Elder like a meteorite hitting the earth, and that layer of aura enchantment actually had a sense of distortion.

The direct result of isolating the shock wave and sonic boom diffusion was that the violent aura spread nowhere, forming repeated shocks and repeated impacts in the Yanwu Square.

Murong Yunyi's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, and the huge shock wave bombarded his entire body, and the blood was no longer spit out in a big gulp, but directly overflowed from the opening and closing seven orifices like flowing water.

The blood that overflowed from those seven orifices took on a black and red color, as if Murong Yunyi had been eroded by the cold intent and had suffered serious internal injuries.

And Murong Han's state at the moment is also not optimistic, more than half of the muscles and bones in his body are broken, and the forearms and palms of his hands are severely frostbitten, so that even if Singularity absorbs all the cold and detonates it, his forearms and palms are still black.

Murong Han was dizzy, he didn't even have the strength to stand up at the moment, lying on the frosty ground and coughing outward, spitting blood.

"Yunyi !!"

Murong Changkong spoke anxiously, and he was about to fly on stage to heal Murong Yunyi's injuries.

The Great Elder suddenly stretched out his hand, placed his left arm in front of Murong Changkong, and immediately turned his head sharply and glared at Murong Changkong.

"Get out of here!"

Murong Changkong was about to say more, but the Great Elder's face changed, and he shouted angrily.

"The martial arts show is not over yet!!The old man said, go back!!"

Murong Changkong didn't dare to go against the Great Elder, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked at the tragic battle situation on the field with resentment.

Murong Xian had already stood up and looked at the two Tianjiao who had fallen to the ground in a daze, and for a while, even she couldn't say a word.

Great Elder Murong did the right thing, this is a martial arts!

The martial arts exercise was observed by all the forces in the entire central domain, and it was a matter between the two juniors, and the elder Murong Changkong was not allowed to interfere!

The Murong family is so proud that there must not be any gossip! Even if this battle has exceeded everyone's expectations, it must not be interfered with by others! Especially Murong Changkong!

The Great Elder was also anxious in his heart, but there was no way, after all, the competition between the two sides had not yet been announced.

Hao and Ce, the two protectors, have already come at an unknown time.

The two of them stood in two different corners, watching the tragic scene in the square with worried faces.

Hao and Ce couldn't wait to go up to replace the two injured children, their hearts were dripping blood, but they were helpless.

In the stands, all the disciples stood up, looking at the miserable battle situation on the field with shocked faces, unable to calm down for a long time.

Rubai, Li Daoyi, Luo Yin, Chi Qiruo......

All the Daozi were shocked in their hearts, and they felt an invisible pressure on the evolution of the dispute between the Daozi of the Murong family to the point where it is now.

Everyone has actually agreed in their hearts, whether it is Murong Yunyi or Murong Han, who was unknown before, they are all unparalleled Tianjiao in the world.

Compared with Murong Yunyi, Murong Han's performance can be said to be even more unforgettable.

You must know that what Murong Yunyi can possess is the purple sword in Murong Yunyi's hand.

The purple sword was the immortal who ascended from the ancestor of the Murong family with the power of his own law phase, condensed a trace of power, and sealed it in the purple sword.

Later, this purple sword was given to Murong Yunyi, the pride of the sky, by the Murong family.

Although the power of the Law Phase Treasure bursting out is far less than that of the real Immortal Sword, it can also exert a trace of the power of the Immortal Sword.

And Murong Han, completely relying on his own ability, relying on that incomparable cold, he stubbornly fought the situation to a lose-lose situation.

Just like Murong Han's roar in battle, Murong Yunyi relied on the power of the fairy sword, and even so, if there was no fairy sword, what would Murong Yunyi do to fight with Murong Han!!

This was an unfair battle, but it was reversed by Murong Han.

Which is stronger and which is weak, you can see it at a glance.

It's just that this world is unfair.

......

Murong Yunyi's face was complicated, lying on his back on the ground, looking at the blue sky in front of him in a daze.

Now, Murong Yunyi is a little unclear, is this blue sky because it is blue itself, or is it because this sky renders Murong Han's coldness?

The other end.

Murong Han also fell to the ground, angry like a gossamer, he had no strength anymore, he used all his means, but after all, he still failed to really crush the innate pride of the Murong family.

In a trance, Murong Han felt that it was snowing on this day.

Is it because of your own chills?

Or is this sky crying out for injustice for itself?

Murong Han smiled faintly, closed his eyes gently, and felt the snow from his imagination, gently falling on his face, caressing his skin that was already unconscious.

......

Once upon a time I was a child.

I also want to play with everyone and grow up like pride.

But everyone didn't like me, scolded me for being a wild seed, and scolded me for being low.

Many times, I want to sleep forever in the cold pool and never wake up again.

But this is my home, where can I hide?

I often ask myself questions like a madman.

Are you also a person?

Me too.

But there's nothing bad about it.

My name is cold, because I have tasted the coldness of this world.

My name is cold, so let me turn into the winter of this world.

......