"Stop!"

Leng Hanruo shouted abruptly, and his cold eyes stared at Long Fengxuan's back faintly.

"Brother Hanruo......"

Seeing this, Xiao Rou didn't understand anything, so she hurriedly pulled Leng Hanruo's arm, shook her head and signaled Leng Hanruo not to be so impulsive, Leng Hanruo gritted her teeth, looked at Xiao Rou's pleading gaze, her eyes changed, and she gently pushed Xiao Rou away.

"Long Fengxuan, I told you to stop, didn't you hear?"

Leng Hanruo made up his mind and shouted loudly again, and the disciple who had already calmed down and was preparing for a duel was in an uproar again at this moment.

"Are you talking about me?"

Long Fengxuan also asked lightly without looking back.

"I'm going to challenge you!"

As soon as Leng Hanruo's challenge words came out, everyone was stunned, the entire martial arts arena was clearly audible, but the first to frown was Li Qinhan, strange things happen every year, especially this year.

Not only Li Qinhan, but many disciples at the scene were also stunned, didn't there already be a duel just now? Throwing bricks and attracting jade, this turned around and threw it away, what the hell is this? Which one did you do?

"According to the rules, today's challenge is over......."

Seeing this, Zuo Ziyang could only reluctantly announce that these unruly disciples have always been a headache, especially the core disciples of their respective holy lands, who can't be managed, Zuo Ziyang said while looking at Li Qinhan, the meaning is very clear, let Li Qinhan manage it himself.

"Hanruo, don't be rude, the Ten Thousand Swords Festival is not a child's play, hurry up and ......"

"Brush ....." Before Li Qinhan's words fell, Leng Han Ruo pulled out the Qinhuang sword, and the refreshing cold air instantly emanated, accompanied by bursts of phoenix roars, with Leng Hanruo as the center, the speed of frost visible to the naked eye slowly spread towards the four pillars.

"Click, click, click....."

The ground was covered with a layer of frost, and the tip of Leng Hanruo's sword pointed straight to the nail ring, and in an instant, the nail ring turned into a piece of ice, and Leng Han Ruo slowly held his sword and walked towards the nail ring.

"I'm waiting for you there, I hope you are like a real man, come to a dignified duel, otherwise stay away from Xiaorou, don't make her sad again!"

Leng Hanruo left slowly, and the cold words entered Long Fengxuan's ears word for word, Long Fengxuan raised his head in a daze and closed his eyes.

"Whoop.......

Leng Hanruo's words spread throughout the martial arts arena again, and the people who ate melons were even more in an uproar, shocked, the Qin Han Sect's personal disciple challenged the opponent for the sake of red face and hatred, and the love enemy was Long Fengxuan, the personal disciple of the Sword Soul Sect.

At this moment, all the disciples can't help but make up this picture in their minds, love has been a topic of eternal marks since ancient times, especially the disciples who are in an ignorant age, there is nothing more attractive than this, and the fire of gossip is burning brightly.

"Brother Hanruo....Brother Xiaotian...... You can't fight, Xiaorou begs you......"

Xiao Rou looked at Leng Hanruo, who had gone away, looking at Long Fengxuan with her back to her, her eyes were full of tears, sobbing, although the words were only heard by Long Fengxuan, but this kind-hearted girl was full of pain in her heart.

"Xiao Rou, I will do what I promised you, but only this time I'm sorry, I will have a unique duel with him after all, a battle to understand grievances, take advantage of the opportunity to make a complete decision!"

Long Fengxuan's voice was a little hoarse, the life and death of the people who fought side by side that day, but today they want to see in the ring, there is nothing heavier than this.

"Master, disciple Long Fengxuan accepts the challenge, I hope the master will be perfected!"

Long Fengxuan knelt on one knee and worshiped Shizun Sword Fusheng from afar, the outcome of this duel is unpredictable, and it may also have a great impact on the ranking of the Sword Soul Gate to compete for the Holy Land.

"I agreed, Senior Brother Zuo, the rules are dead, people are alive, the Ten Thousand Swords Festival is originally a place to create miracles, there is no experience of blood and fire, where is the choice between life and death!"

Jian Fusheng's heroic expectation spread throughout the martial arts arena, and after agreeing to Long Fengxuan's request, he looked at Zuo Ziyang and slowly expressed his opinion.

Zuo Ziyang's brows furrowed deeply, although the Ten Thousand Swords Festival is the host of the Immortal Sword Valley, but the rules are the rules, and the duel between the second-level disciples cannot be interrupted because of the personal grievances of the disciples. Jin Yong Chinese

"Yes, Senior Brother Zuo, Senior Brother Zuo was the same back then, he killed dozens of people in a row, the demeanor of Senior Brother Zuo was like that day, and it still appears in the depths of Senior Brother's mind, Senior Brother Zuo became famous in a fight, if it weren't for the existence of Senior Brother, it must have been Senior Brother Zuo who won the title of Sword Immortal back then!"

At this time, the Heavenly Evil Palace's Sect Leader Shi Xie also came to join in the fun, and when he saw Zuo Ziyang's expression, he said loudly about Zuo Ziyang's glorious deeds back then, and he agreed with Jian Fusheng's opinion.

"Senior nephew Li, what do you think?"

Zuo Ziyang hesitated, Jian Fusheng agreed with Shi Xie, and had no choice but to throw the problem to Li Qinhan, after all, the Qinhan Sect was one of the principals.

For a while, everyone looked at Li Qinhan, but now Li Qinhan has the right to decide whether to agree or not, if Li Qinhan disagrees, then all this is in vain.

"The Sword Sect Master is right, the rules are dead, people are alive, the disciples have already taken the stage, I can only support the sect, Han Ruo, show your real strength, Qin Han Sect is proud of you!"

Li Qinhan looked at Xiao Rou who was crying silently on the side, and then looked at the resolute cold coldness, even if he was not optimistic about this duel, he couldn't stop it at the moment, this was all the misfortune of the sect back then, if he was a little careless, he would lose everything, in the end, no one was wrong, it was better to be sparse than blocked, and blindly avoiding it would only make it more difficult.

"Feng Xuan, put everything down and go to fight, the Sword Soul Gate is your strongest backing!"

Li Qinhan's words had already explained everything, and a smile appeared on the corner of Jian Fusheng's mouth at the moment, he had an extraordinary new appointment for Long Fengxuan.

"Feng Xuan Xie Master one by one!"

After thanking the sword floating, Long Fengxuan slowly got up, the azure true yuan was running, and the fierce sword qi was instantly emitted, and suddenly many disciples who were closer to the heart felt a pang in their hearts, and the feeling of oppression from their hearts came, and they all swallowed saliva unconsciously.

Li Qinhan and Jian Fusheng both agreed, and Zuo Ziyang didn't want to interfere with anything, so he acquiesced to this duel, bent down and retreated, leaving the ring to Leng Hanruo and Long Fengxuan, and at the same time signaled to the masters of the major holy lands, ready to rescue at any time.

"It's getting more and more interesting, junior brother, when Long Fengxuan is going to win later, it's our turn to play, you go first, I still need to observe his strength to see if he can change the future!"

Just when the duel between Long Fengxuan and Leng Hanruo began, on the side of the Heavenly Evil Palace, Shi Yan's expression was extremely serious, and he said to Shi Xiong word by word.

"Understood, I'll do my best to see if he can withstand my attack!"

Shi Xiong said angrily, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth showed a look of yearning, they are all young people's hearts, who doesn't want to be famous in this ring, the Son of Heaven is extraordinary, who is afraid of whom, the moment Long Fengxuan's fierce sword qi emanated, did not knock down the core disciples of the Holy Land, but aroused their competitiveness.

Ignoring the thoughts of many disciples, Long Fengxuan walked slowly along the frosty land where Leng Han walked with his eyes calmly.

"Click, click, click......"

Maybe Long Fengxuan did it on purpose, or maybe Long Fengxuan himself didn't notice it, where Long Fengxuan walked, the frost shattered one after another, turning into cold air and dissipating into the air.

"Very good, you really responded, this kind of battle is worth my best!"

As Long Fengxuan slowly stepped into the ring, the frost under his feet disappeared with Long Fengxuan's walking, and the cold and cold did not care in the slightest, and the indifferent tone was accompanied, and the Qinhuang Sword in his hand was constantly flying.

"Brush Brush ......."

With Leng Hanruo's movements, Sen Ran's cold aura continued to emanate, Long Fengxuan looked at this familiar look, and suddenly the cold Hanruo in his sight gradually changed, and the two seemed to have returned to the Qin Han Sect.

"Nine days of cold one by one!"

Suddenly, Leng Hanruo's lips moved slightly, and the sword Qin Huang sword in his backhand slowly returned to the sheath with a sonorous sound, and when Long Fengxuan's eyes were confused, Leng Hanruo's body without a trace of emotion flashed.

When Leng Hanruo's soft words reached Long Fengxuan's ears, Leng Hanruo's body had already appeared behind Long Fengxuan, and in an instant, the two of them were originally facing this side, as Long Fengxuan's eyes were blurred, recalling the scene of the Qin Han Sect in the past, Leng Hanruo made a move, the Qin Huang sword was returned to the sheath, and Sen Luo Wanxiang was launched.

"Ahh

When Long Fengxuan came back to his senses, he muttered a word, and the sound of clicking and clicking kept coming out, and a thick layer of cold ice slowly condensed from the soles of his feet, and the frosty white cold air shrouded Long Fengxuan's body, and then Long Fengxuan was frozen into an ice sculpture, lifelike, and a crystal light under the sun's light.

"Snow cold frost is the base, the polar cold is the root, and the nine days of ice and cold are the seal, although I don't know why, but you guy gives me a very familiar feeling, I have been growing, even if you are that guy, this cold is the continuation of which guy one by one!"

Leng Hanruo turned his body, looked at the lifelike ice sculpture and silently narrated, since the bottom of the forbidden land of the Qinhan Sect, cutting the robe and breaking the righteousness, since then Yun Xiaoqi has not heard from him, this has become Leng Hanruo's regret, in the Qinhan Sect ring, the two of them have not won or lost, Leng Hanruo has always wanted to defeat Yun Xiaoqi head-on.