[261] In the next hundred years, who dares to forget himself?

Ten years of hard work,

I haven't tried the edge,

Today I will show you,

But ask for a fierce rival!

"Master Long, thirty years ago, I was doing penance on this isolated island, you came ten years ago, I waited for you for ten years, today you have achieved great achievements, can you try my sword?"

The old man in the green shirt was full of fighting spirit, and he had the feeling of being happy when he met his opponent in chess.

"Humph!"

Long Xue Tong snorted, and in an instant, all the wind and snow in the sky were frozen up, turned into ice edges, and stabbed at the old man like a sharp sword.

"Good time!"

The old man in the green shirt was extremely excited, looking up to the sky and roaring, laughter was like sound waves, with him as the center, spreading to all sides, countless ice edges were destroyed, turned into ice mist, and the heavens and the earth trembled!

However, the ice edge is endless, as if there is no end.

Long Xuetong's long hair is scattered, her clothes are flying, her beautiful face and cold temperament are like an ice queen.

She stood there proudly, smiling faintly, and her voice was clear:

"It's useless, the wind and snow on the Extreme Cold Island will continue all year round, I will use the ice edge as a sword, and I will consume you to death!"

That's right, in this wind and snow, it seems that she has been invincible.

"Haha!

The old man in the green shirt let out a long laugh, his smile suddenly fell, and the sound waves that shook the world also dissipated invisibly, and the ice ridges hit his body, making a crackling sound.

The old man in the green shirt looked as usual, as if those ice edges were just tickling him!

"Master Long, thirty years ago, I was already a Heng Refining Grandmaster, and in the past thirty years, on this extremely cold island, I have taken away my internal breath and frozen my whole body, even the five internal organs, meridians, blood and bones, all frozen with ice and snow!"

"Now that I have refined into an ice skin crystal bone, just an ice edge, no matter how powerful it is, even my defense can't be broken!"

He roared, his voice indescribably arrogant.

Seeing this, Long Xuetong stopped her attack, her expression was extremely solemn, this old man was the strongest enemy she had ever encountered in her life.

Both of them stood there, no one made another move, the master made a move, and the victory or defeat was all in one thought.

However, the momentum emanating from the two of them shattered all the glaciers within a radius of ten miles!

Thundered!

Suddenly, there was a helicopter sound in the sky, and after a while, a middle-aged man came down from the helicopter, wrapped in a thick black down jacket.

He looked around blankly, until he saw the old man in green shirt, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly knelt down respectfully on the ground, bowing his head to the old man!

"Disciple Ren Tianxing has seen the master!"

His voice spread along with the internal strength!

The old man in the green shirt waited for a while before he said lightly:

"What's the matter?"

"Master, Senior Brother Feng Wuji has been killed!" Ren Tianxing's voice was low, and his face was full of sadness.

Swish!

The old man in the green shirt changed his face, the wind and snow stopped, and time seemed to stand still!

Wow!

"Who killed it?" the old man in the green shirt slowly spit out three words, and the heaven and earth returned to normal.

"It's a teenager who is no older than a weak crown!" Ren Tianxing clenched his fists and showed a bitter smile!

Senior Brother Feng Wuji, who has been practicing with his master for 30 years, has inherited the magic skills of his master's cold and iron fist, and he thought that he could crisscross the rivers and lakes, but he didn't expect to be planted in the hands of a young man, which is really embarrassing.

Sure enough, when he heard that a young man had beheaded his beloved apprentice, the old man in green shirt moved slightly:

"What kind of indiscriminate means did the boy use?"

This old man is thirty years ago, stepping into Kyushu, relying on the world's return to the Yuan, defeated 36 martial arts celebrities in a row, known as the world's most crazy sword waves.

Feng Wuji is his eldest apprentice, he knows what he can do, how can a mere boy kill him?

Hearing this, Ren Tianxing was embarrassed for a while, snorting, not knowing what to say, the big sweat on his forehead dripped into ice.

"Say!" Lang Yaoyao's voice became more and more cold.

Ren Tianxing hurriedly said: "Master, that young man defeated the senior brother with one finger in Tianlong Temple, and then in... Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, one punch...... Kill the elder brother!"

Usually the wind Wuji takes care of him, but in the end, he choked up!

"What?" At this time, Lang Xiaoyao was a little surprised, and his eyes flashed slightly:

"Good! Good! I didn't expect that after 30 years of not performing in Kyushu, such an amazing young genius would appear!"

He laughed wildly at first, and then his smile suddenly stopped, staring at Ren Tianxing, and said with a cold breath:

"Who is he?"

Ren Tianxing said slowly: "Mr. Yunzhou Wang Ye!"

Hearing this name, his expression froze, he had already lived in seclusion on the Extreme Cold Island thirty years ago, and he didn't know about the world, so he naturally didn't know this name, but he could kill Feng Wuji with one punch, and it was not as good as the weak crown, it was really like a fantasy!

But it was his own apprentice who reported the news himself, and he couldn't be allowed not to believe it!

"Could it be that Hua Guo has produced a genius no less than Emperor Xie Dong and Hua Yingying?"

Lang Xiaoyao was faintly excited, he was obsessed with martial arts, the more talented the martial artist, the more he could stimulate his desire to challenge!

Back then, he lost to Hua Yingying with one move, and now that thirty years have passed, I wonder if anyone in the rivers and lakes can block his sword again?

"Jianghu, what a Jianghu!" he sighed faintly, his eyes full of excitement.

The rivers and lakes are not grievances and hatreds, but life and death!

Hearing this, Ren Tianxing's body trembled uncontrollably, his heart was full of excitement, he knew that his master was going to go out of the mountain again!

The rivers and lakes will be bloody again!

However, he suddenly thought of the Tianjiao list, his heart sank to the bottom, and his eyes were lonely.

"Master, the new Tianjiao List has appeared!"

"Oh?"

Lang Xiaoyao looked indifferent: "In the past, he was ranked fourth for the teacher, and thirty years have passed, Ye Wudao is already old, and he is ranked third for the teacher!"

"However, this time, for the division to return to Kyushu, it is to blow up all the heroes of Hua and Emperor Xie Dong!"

"To be a teacher is to climb to the top of the Tianjiao list and become a generation of Tianjiao!"

"Division...... Respect. ”

Seeing this, Ren Tianxing was like falling into an ice cave, and he hesitated and didn't know whether to tell Shizun the truth.

If you continue like this, you won't be able to practice anything famous in your life. Lang Xiaoyao reprimanded.

"Yes. ”

Ren Tianxing nodded, no longer hesitating at the moment:

"Master, Tianjiao List, you are still fourth!"

"What!"

At this time, Lang Xiaoyao couldn't help it, and said in a cold voice: "Who is the third?"

Ren Tianxing "chuckled" in his heart, hardened his head, and said slowly:

"It's... Mr. Wang Ye of Yunzhou!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Lang Yao looked up to the sky and laughed, and the sound shook in the universe, and the entire Extremely Cold Island trembled in this laughter.

"Kill my apprentice, take my ranking, what a Mr. Ye!"

"I haven't been out of the rivers and lakes for 30 years, and the rivers and lakes have forgotten the name of my crazy knife? Okay! This time I set foot in Kyushu again, and I will kill him personally, and it will be bloody and bloody!"

"After that, for a hundred years, I have made heaven and earth dare not forget the name of my mad sword!"

One hundred years later,

Who dares to forget themselves?