Seeing that the carriage and the guards were running farther and farther, Han Bing did not speed up his body to catch up, but still walked unhurriedly from the west side of the overpass to the east side.

In fact, today's flyover can no longer be called a "flyover".

The entire bridge deck across Flyover Street has been lost, and only the two wooden stairs at the north and south ends remain, which have been preserved intact. They still stand tall and still seem to give the impression of a ladder to the sky.

The ebony planks and black iron chains that originally formed the bridge deck have been scattered on the smashed bluestone street, adding to the dirt in addition to the mess.

But the cold boy in a white shirt seemed to be completely blind to this miserable scene caused by himself.

I saw him carrying his hands behind his back, slowly walking through this large piece of scattered wreckage with a spring breeze on his face, and finally stopped in front of the Chiyang Sect Master's Duxiao Firmament.

These two peerless masters from Yuguo and Rongguo respectively finally have a chance to meet officially.

In fact, they all know each other, and they have fought with each other a few times before, either explicitly or secretly.

And the most recent one was the Red Sun Palm that Fang Xiaoqiong sneaked up on the ice.

It's just that in that extremely chaotic situation, everyone present was attracted by the sudden life-killing crossbow arrows, as well as the jaw-dropping strange body of Han Bing.

Therefore, no one even noticed that the dignified Chiyang Sect Master had taken the opportunity to cast an extremely vicious plot against Han Bing.

On the contrary, these spectators all thought that Fang Cai Hanbing took advantage of his condescending position in mid-air to take the lead in launching a provocative attack on Duxiao Dome, but in vain and failed.

Therefore, seeing these two masters facing each other on the street at this moment, many people secretly thought that since Duxiao Qiong was able to dodge the sudden sneak attack of Han Bing Shicai unscathed, it was enough to prove that this Chiyang Sect Master's kung fu must be above Han Bing.

Even those Dark Guard killers who were still hiding in the crowd and had just sneaked up on the ice, but had not yet been found out, were secretly rejoicing-

This young man was so arrogant and conceited that he stupidly found the Chiyang Sect Leader Duxiao Qiong first.

In this way, the lives of these people may be saved.

Although Tian Kang's guy abandoned them and fled alone, with the peerless martial arts of the Dujiao Master, he would definitely be able to take the life of this self-defeating prince of Yuguo today.

However, it is a pity that Du Xiaoqiong himself did not have such an optimistic attitude as these sneak attackers.

Just now, this Chiyang Sect Master's fatal sneak attack, which was extremely accurate in timing, was actually easily cracked by Cold Ice, and this young man took advantage of this counterattack to attack and kill those secret guards.

This is enough to show that the martial arts of the cold ice have really reached the realm of unfathomable!

What's more, he had just fought with Shen Yunpeng, who was also a top master, for half an hour.

Regardless of his purpose, he deliberately prolonged the time of this competition, but in this half an hour, he has indeed been consuming his internal strength without stopping.

It was precisely because of this that Duxiaoqiong decided to seize the opportunity, and when the young man was suddenly attacked by crossbow arrows, he attacked him with a red sun palm.

Duxiaoqiong is sure that his Chiyang Palm, which is ten percent successful, will definitely be able to kill Han Bing in his palm.

That's why he, the dignified Chiyang Sect Master, completely ignored the morality of the rivers and lakes, let alone the Queen Mother's admonition to him, and with a crazy mentality of getting rid of the ice at all costs, he struck out the palm that was determined to win.

But as a result, Han Bing was unharmed, but several secret guards died because of it.

This terrifying reality, which was completely beyond imagination, suddenly caused an unimaginable blow to the psychology of Duxiaoqiong.

Especially when he saw that after being attacked one after another, Han Bing still maintained his strong combat power, and with a raise of his hand, he killed several first-class sneak attackers.

Then, as if he had just returned from playing, the young man walked towards him leisurely.

At this moment, facing this handsome young man with an innocent smile on his lips and looking completely harmless, he, the dignified Chiyang Sect Master, the number one master of Da Rong, felt an irrepressible fear inexplicably.

Because he knew that his heart was in turmoil.

The real masters are fighting, and the competition is based on their own aspirations and ideas.

Once the mind is not firm and the mind is shaken, it is bound to fail.

In this regard, Duxiao Qiong had to admit that he had lost!

To defeat is to die.

He and Han Bing are incompatible opponents and enemies, and neither will leave any chance for the other party, and they must be eliminated as soon as possible.

Therefore, Han Bing will definitely not let go of this good opportunity to kill him!

And with the pride of his sole sect leader, he naturally would not ask for help from those Praetorian Guards who were close in front of him.

Of course, at this moment, those Praetorian Guards didn't see it at all, he, the number one master of Darong, was actually afraid of the foreign boy after a long battle, and even had a shameful idea of wanting to escape immediately.

And the most terrifying thing is that once this thought appears, it will burn wildly in his heart like a prairie fire, and it will completely destroy his will.

Bean-sized beads of sweat quietly rolled down from the forehead of the lonely smile.

Even his eyes began to become foggy.

A pre-death fear gripped the heart of his peerless master, and he was gradually on the verge of collapse......

At this moment, a clear voice sounded abruptly in his ears—

"Master, it's better for the disciple to escort the cold ice boy out of here!"

Even if you wake up!

While he was ashamed of his timidity, he was also terrified that he was almost driven mad by the ice.

At this moment, after completely settling his mind, he really realized that he was not necessarily not an opponent of cold ice.

However, the slightest doubt and fear of this young man's strange martial arts in his heart made him almost fall into a demonic obstacle, and he couldn't extricate himself for a while, completely losing the ability to think.

To put it simply, it was he, the dignified Chiyang Sect Master, who was almost scared to death by the fear in his heart!

Turning his head to look at Gongyu Sa Rong standing beside him, Duxiaoqiong's eyes couldn't help but flash a complicated color.

He naturally knew very well in his heart that it was this personal disciple of his own who saved his life!

Gongyu Sarong must have sensed that he, who was a master, was once in a state of mind and was in danger of going mad.

Therefore, this apprentice, who has always been a little reckless and straightforward, completely ignored the strict orders he left behind, and rushed over from his hiding place without authorization, relieving him of the fear of his life.

Gently patted Gongyu Sarong's shoulder, and said softly with a smile: "Okay, Sarong, the Queen Mother has already explained that after the competition, we must ensure that the cold ice prince can leave safely." I'll leave this matter to you!"

Gong Yu Sarong hurriedly bowed solemnly and said, "Disciple obeys the master's orders!"

Then he turned his gaze to the ice.

saw that the young man's face still showed a smile, staring at a pair of starry eyes, as if he was appreciating this rather contrived performance between their master and apprentice.

Gongyu's old face couldn't help but blush secretly, and he hurriedly coughed calmly to hide his embarrassment.

Then, he cheered up, stepped forward and clasped his fists and saluted: "Ice boy, please!"

Who knew that Han Bing put away the smile on his face at this time, neither spoke nor moved.

He just stood there with his hands in his hands, looking at Gongyu Sassa with an indifferent expression, and an unpredictable light faintly flashed in his starry eyes.