"Murong Han, his name is Murong Han, what is his origin??Does anyone know......

"I don't know...... Never met him......"

"He dared to go up and challenge Murong Yunyi?

"It's hard to say without looking at the results...... This Murong Han appeared, didn't you see that the reaction of the great elder and the head of the Murong family was very strange?"

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In the stands, there was a lot of discussion.

All the Taoists squinted their eyes and looked at the situation on the field with great interest.

For them, it doesn't matter who this Murong Han is, what matters is that after this Murong Han appeared, the reaction of the great elders and family heads of the Murong family was really intriguing.

The voice that came from the Murong Mansion just now was obviously a decision made by Murong Old Ancestor.

The word 'Cheng' means that Murong Ancestor acquiesced in this battle.

At this time, looking at the red and white faces of the great elder of the Murong family and the head of the family at that time, it seems that this Murong Han's identity is a little special in the Murong family......

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Jun Mianchen looked carefully at the two people standing on the stage, and had some doubts for a while.

What is the origin of this Murong Han, how dare he slap his family in front of so many people, and then challenge Murong Yunyi?

Not to mention whether he can fight Murong Yunyi or not, even if he has fought, does he not have to be punished for making everyone in the Murong family unable to get off the stage in front of so many people?

Jun Mianchen touched his chin, and carefully looked at Murong Han from head to toe, only to feel that this young man should have a lot of secrets, maybe some secrets, and some secrets of the Murong family.

Just when Jun Mianchen was thinking, the atmosphere in Yanwu Square was already tense.

Whether it was Murong Yunyi or Murong Han, at this moment, both of them had a strong fighting intent towards the young man standing opposite.

Murong Yunyi looked at Murong Han in front of him, his eyes were full of complexity.

In a trance, Murong Yunyi seemed to have seen a lot of the past, in the backyard of Murong Mansion, there were many children who would bully a thin child.

That thin child was Murong Han in front of him.

Gently closing his eyes, Murong Yunyi put aside the memories in his mind, adjusted his mentality, and slowly opened his bright eyes.

"Murong Han, what happened before ......"

"You didn't understand anything before. ”

Murong Han spoke again to interrupt others, it seemed that it was because Murong Yunyi mentioned the past, which made Murong Han feel very disgusted.

At this moment, the aura on Murong Han's body changed drastically, and the killing intent and hatred in his eyes were substantial.

"You won't do anything but sit on the sidelines!!"

Murong Han roared, his eyes immediately widened, his right hand grabbed to the right of his body like lightning, and a three-foot frozen sword instantly formed in his hand.

Murong Yunyi frowned, snorted coldly, and immediately stretched out his hand, and a large amount of purple qi gathered like a streamer, forming a purple long sword in Murong Yunyi's right hand.

In the next breath, Murong glanced at Murong Yunyi coldly, his eyes narrowed, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

The Great War is imminent!

Murong Han and Murong Yunyi's sword speed was extremely fast, and at the same time as it was extremely fast, there were faint bursts of powerful shock waves erupting, and in just a few breaths, both of them had already slashed their swords dozens of times.

Murong Yunyi's body was like electricity, shuttling back and forth in the close-range sword battle moves with Murong Han, but Murong Han was able to swim under Murong Yunyi's fast offensive with ease, which was really eye-catching.

On the Yanwu Square of Nuoda, the purple qi was permeated, and the sword intent was humming, making everyone's eyes widen, and they didn't even dare to blink their eyes, for fear of missing the slightest.

Look at the square again.

Murong Yunyi concentrated, and after the purple intent of the sword was filled, he instantly retreated ten feet, holding the sword in his right hand, and quickly grabbed the hilt of the purple sword with his left hand!

Draw the sword!

In an instant, on the square, countless Murong Yunyi's sword posture phantoms appeared, and these phantoms, some drew their swords, some raised their swords, and some danced swords, just like the incarnation of ten thousand daos outside the body!

Murong Han's face was expressionless, he sneered, and while Murong Yunyi retreated, he also turned over and jumped back, and after landing, he raised the frozen sword in his hand and slammed it towards the ground in the square.

Click......

At the same time that Murong Han inserted the frozen sword in his hand into the ground, from the place where the tip of the sword entered the ground, it suddenly began to freeze on a large scale, and the speed of this ice condensation was too fast, covering most of the square in the blink of an eye.

The temperature drops rapidly, as if winter is coming!

Murong Yunyi's face changed, and the speed at which he drew the sword in his left hand suddenly accelerated, and a purple aura filled the audience, at first extremely slowly, then extremely fast, and after an inch, three feet came out in an instant!

A huge burst of purple intent appeared, directly colliding with the huge chill formed by Murong Han inserting the tip of the sword into the ground.

The two breaths collided, and a powerful shock wave erupted directly at the convergence point, shaking the entire square.

Murong Yunyi's sword drawing style was directly broken!

All of Murong Yunyi's sword posture phantoms were all frozen, and they were instantly shattered by the extremely low chill!

Countless phantom fragments exploded, creating a dazzling image in the square.

However, the battle is not over!

Murong Yunyi narrowed his eyes, the sword was broken, the sword came out instantly, and the purple sword in his hand was thrown with his right hand, the purple sword was like a spiritual rhyme, flying in the air, and the domineering purple intent that came out instantly dispelled the chill around him.

Murong Yunyi flew into the air, held the purple sword in mid-air, and slashed down at Murong Han with a sword.

This sword, like the three swords, each sword fell with an incomparable power.

Murong Han raised his head, his long hair was fluttering by the power of Murong Yunyi's sword-like three swords, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, Murong Han's face showed a touch of ferocity, and he threw the frozen sword inserted in the ground forward.

In this moment.

Murong Han's eyes erupted with an extremely strong chill, and everyone present felt like they were in an ice cave, feeling a terrifying bone-piercing cold!

"Cold !!"

Murong Han roared, and at the same time as throwing the frozen long sword, the outrageous cold intent in his body burst out, his hands opened and closed, and his hands slapped inward in the air like lightning, and the palms of both hands slapped on the blades of the frozen long sword that were thrown at the same time!

Time!

The wind is cold, and the snow is cold!

Murong Han, along with the ice sword that was clapping with both hands, actually burst out with an ice blue aura that was directly visible to the naked eye, instantly freezing the surrounding air.

All the earth, air, sword intent, and purple intent in the square, as well as the three earth-shattering sword breaths from Murong Yunyi's sword style, everything was frozen.

Murong Yunyi's pupils shrank sharply, and the three sword-like bursting sword intent was instantly frozen, losing the protection of the powerful sword intent, Murong Yunyi suddenly felt like he was in an ice cellar, and his body felt sluggish.

What a chill this is!!

How is it so strong!!

Even sword intent can be frozen!!

Murong Yunyi didn't have time to react, and immediately pinched his hands in the air, and the purple sword dissipated in an instant, turning into a vast purple intent, enveloping Murong Yunyi himself.

Murong Han's eyes were crazy, and his hands slapped on the frozen sword in a palm gesture, and it suddenly bulged, as if he was holding the frozen sword with his double grasp.

The ruthlessness and murderous intent in his eyes flashed, Murong Han laughed wildly, and at this moment, his aura rose to a higher level again, as if he had already turned into a god in half a step!

"Give me broken !!"

Murong Han roared, and his grasping hands suddenly grabbed the frozen sword in his hand!

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and Murong Han formed a clawed posture with both hands, directly crushing the frozen sword that was holding on to it at once.

The Great Elder's eyes showed incredulity, Murong Changkong stood up suddenly, Chi Qiruo's pupils shrank, and Emperor Xiu frowned......

In everyone's shocked gaze, Murong Han directly detonated all the frozen breath.

The Frozen Sword burst open in an instant, forming countless Frozen Thorns that exploded at a speed like a sonic wave.

Those breaths, sword intent, purple intent, and so on that were frozen around them...... All crumbled as the frozen sword shattered.

The ground of the square froze and cracked, forming cracks, and after the gaps were formed, they were frozen again in an instant.

In the air, countless ice ballasts, ice spikes, and ice blades fell like rain in an instant, and the vast number of them were simply impossible to resist.

Murong Yunyi's pupils contracted sharply, and around him, purple intent enveloped him, but outside of purple intent, everything was frozen!

And at this moment, those ice seals were broken, forming countless ice spikes and ice flowers, with a sonic boom like a bamboo, and a bone-piercing cold like a broken glue falling finger, directly covering the entire Yanwu Square.

Time.

The ice and snow of Yanshan are as big as a seat!

Blowing down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another!

On the Yanwu Square of Nuoda, the sky was full of ice and snow, the sky was closed, and the purple intent wrapped in Murong Yunyi's body was penetrated by countless sonic booms of ice ballast, directly shattering the streamer barrier that this purple sword had turned into.

The continuous bombardment of the ice spikes, the continuous erosion of the extremely deep cold, all of Murong Yunyi's sword intent could not resist this terrifying chill, and they all shattered, turning into purple intent, gradually stagnating and freezing in the air.

Burst......

Murong Yunyi spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew out upside down, and the mouthful of blood he spewed out, drop by drop, little by little, was also condensed in mid-air, adding a dazzling charm to this miserable white world.

Murong Yunyi, defeated?

"Yunyi!!"

The Great Elder and Murong Changkong exclaimed in surprise, looking at the white ice and snow world in a daze.

Murong Xian's eyes were shining, looking at Murong Han, who was panting heavily, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the stands, all the disciples of the sect were shocked.

This nameless Murong Han is so strong!!

Even an existence like Murong Yunyi couldn't even survive the sword intent under his chill!!

Emperor Xiu and Chi Qiruo, both sword cultivators, suddenly squinted their eyes when they looked at the ice spikes that were like dust filling the square.

Those ice spikes, it can be said that each one is like a sword.

Those ice spikes, each of them, possessed an extremely powerful cold sword intent.

Jun Mianchen squinted his eyes, he was not surprised by Murong Yunyi's defeat, but kept staring at Murong Han who was panting.

The chill that erupted on him made Jun Mianchen feel very familiar.

The chill of Murong Han's cultivation is even more terrifying than Jun Mianchen's cold artistic conception, his chill is with killing intent, in addition to killing intent, that chill also has a trace of a very special aura.

Jun Mianchen's eyes were locked on Murong Han, and he always had a feeling in his heart that this Murong Han had a big secret on him.

His chill is definitely not as simple as a simple chill!