The martial arts alliance has just emerged in the martial arts, and although it also has a certain backbone, in the final analysis, it still relies on the participation of the major martial arts sects, otherwise, it is an emerging force in the martial arts.

Just like the Holy Gate founded by Luo Jiuyi back then.

However, Li Juexian insisted that this martial arts alliance must be inextricably linked to the school palace he said.

He's a very confident person, and it's manifested in all aspects, just like he's decided that this place has a connection with the Academy, and the initial interest has disappeared, and he turns around and wants to get out of here.

But he wanted to go, but some people didn't.

Without the person behind the curtain to speak, the person standing next to the curtain jumped high, like a big bird swooping down, stretching out his palm and grabbing the back of Li Juexian's head from behind.

It was a slender man in black, and when he acted at this moment, he brought a whistling wind that tore through the cold air.

The five fingers are as white as jade, the sword is difficult to hurt, but the gold and stone can be broken, this is what he relies on, invincible, he even wants to take advantage of this to compete for the vacant position of the Qinglong Dharma Protector, otherwise he would not stand here today.

In the light of the fire, the man with his head bowed could faintly see the shadow on the ground, which was a large bird that had risen to the sky, swooping down on the beasts on the ground.

It was the Bodhisattva's divine beast, killing the evil demons here, they thought so, and their expressions became more and more respectful.

But what happened next made them tremble, unable to understand, and even more afraid to look up.

The big bird rose to the top and was about to pounce on it when it fell from the air, like a broken sack, and splashed a lot of snowflakes.

Li Juexian turned his head and glanced at the corpse on the ground, he was not interested, he was just an ignorant fool, he looked at the curtain with cold eyes, frowned and said, "Get out." ”

"How dare you be disrespectful to the Holy Messenger!" the lantern-carrying child screamed, even the expression on his face distorted.

Li Juexian didn't pay attention to it, just looked at the curtain in front of him, and said in his heart that he was just a small messenger, he was so pretending to be a ghost, he really thought that what could he do with his little strength?

"The dead are not dead, the living are not alive, you dare to provoke the Martial Arts Alliance like this, where are the martial artists in the world!

The man behind the curtain spoke, as if commanded by the gods, and the next moment all those who knelt on the ground raised their heads, and their faces were filled with fanatical looks, and all other emotions such as fear, doubt, and all other emotions disappeared.

Looking at this method, Li Juexian seemed to think of more things, and his heart became more and more determined.

In just an instant, Li Juexian was already surrounded by layers of human walls, surrounded by fanatical martial artists with red eyes, swords in their hands, and hot air above their heads.

They kept opening and closing their mouths, chanting in unison the modified mantra, and when they read the words "the dead are not dead, the living are not alive", their emotions are extremely high.

It was as if something had been lit around, much hotter than the man-tall bonfire in the middle of the courtyard.

The people around shouted suddenly, and pounced on Li Juexian together, and I don't know how many cold swords rushed to slash at Li Juexian's vital points, and the shouts shook the sky.

Li Juexian looked at the people around him, he was very calm, he just raised his hand, but his steps did not move, but the wind and snow around him fluttered.

The courtyard was instantly darkened.

Immediately, before the layers of human walls could take a step, they all stopped in front of Li Juexian.

The cold wind flew like a sharp sword in the night sky, blowing the leaves and making a shrill cry.

There was a sigh in the night.

Li Juexian stretched out his palm and imprinted it on the chest of the person closest to him, and gently pushed it out, the person did not move, and then fell on his back, and then the hundreds of people who pounced on him also fell backwards in unison, forming a huge fan.

The faces of each corpse still maintained the anger of the last moment, some of them had their mouths open, as if they were still chanting scriptures, but their faces were turned blue-gray with curtains and snow.

They froze to death.

In an instant, he was frozen to death.

The cold only lasted for a moment in the courtyard, as if it had frozen the snowflakes fluttering in the sky.

Only a few pieces of charred wood remained in the golden bonfire, and even the billowing green smoke was covered with thick frost and snow.

Li Wenshuo reflexively walked behind the curtain, and when he passed by the lantern boy, he seemed to remember what he had just said, so he gently pushed it, and the frozen corpse fell to the ground, his neck was broken instantly, and his head rolled out like an ice hockey ball.

At last came to the shadow at the base of the wall, where there was an old servant, who had been holding a crossbow from the beginning, and remained like this until he died.

His fingers touched the curtain, and there was a rattling sound, which fell to the ground and turned into ice chips all over the ground.

The man behind the curtain sat on a mahogany chair painted with fresh lacquer, dressed in the same single clothes as Li Juexian, but white, embroidered with intricate golden flowers, and the ice chips on it were not clear.

As Li Juexian had felt before, this person's cultivation was quite interesting.

So although he was covered in frost and snow, he didn't die, just sat on the chair and watched Li Wenshuo walk in front of him, his face turned white, but he didn't get up.

His body was trembling violently, and he didn't know whether he was cold or afraid.

When Li Juexian was only three feet away from him, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the terrible screams echoed in the night wind, almost piercing people's eardrums.

Li Wenshuo frowned, a white aura appeared above his head, and he said softly: "It's not bad to reach the army breaking realm at such an age, but"

Before he finished speaking, the man in white made a move, his fist merged into a white light, pulled an electric snake in the air, and imprinted it on the heart of the young man in black in front of him.

He was horrified, he had never seen such a person.

Even the person who came to report to his subordinates, the powerful Li Wenshuo mentioned in his mouth, he was confident that he could win the battle.

But the one in front of him made him desperate, and the other party was so young.

Li Juexian looked at the fist, and with a slight thought, the dancing lightning disappeared, turning into a hideous ice dragon wrapped around the person's arm.

The electric snake is the vitality of heaven and earth, and his ice and snow are also the vitality of heaven and earth, which is easy for him.

But for the white-clothed Bodhisattva who is about to break through to the realm of breaking through the army, this is tantamount to a miracle, but now that the miracle wants to kill him, then it is no different from the boundless hell.

The surging heaven and earth vitality gushed out from the body, and before the flesh and blood died, it instantly shattered the ice dragon on the arm, and temporarily changed its move, making a move to rely on the iron mountain, and the whole person directly crashed into Li Juexian.

I only heard a muffled sound, there was no scene of the sky falling apart, but in an instant, this courtyard covering an area of half an acre with houses was more than a foot shorter than before.

The white-clothed Bodhisattva's face was pale, and he hit it solidly, even if it was a big mountain, he had the confidence to hit a big hole.

But Li Juexian stood still, relying on the reaction of the muscles themselves, they directly injured him.

A trace of white gas appeared above Li Juexian's head, not a big mass, three feet square.

The white-clothed Bodhisattva can recite the mantra of rebirth, has the name of a bodhisattva, and even has a peerless cultivation that breaks the army realm, but looking at this situation, in the face of life and death, his whole body is still trembling with fear, which is inferior to ordinary bloody warriors.

Li Juexian shook his head, he continued to take a step forward, the white-clothed bodhisattva fell back and sat on the chair, and then Li Juexian reached out and pressed on the top of his head.

A few swords of sword qi appeared in the air, full of divine intent, and it was the last resistance of the white-clothed Bodhisattva.

He's a swordsman!

It's a pity that his sword is not by his side, Li Juexian thought so, said the words that had been interrupted earlier, and turned to leave, leaving only the staring, motionless white-clothed bodhisattva and the cold corpse all over the ground.

"It's a pity that to this extent, in the eyes of those people in the school palace, he is still just a failed slave, and he can only do some hard work like you. ”