"Hahahaha!"

Hearing the sad words, the sword master of Shushan suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and his voice shook the wilderness, and it seemed that all his strength had returned to his body.

"Loy, do you know the difference between a finch and a bird?"

Sadly raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "You mean to say that I am short-sighted?"

But seeing that the sword master of Shushan was smiling and silent, he shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Then what's there?"

"I am sad that I have been doing things all my life, and those who have despised me, despised me, harmed me, and insulted me, I want to make them feel what is the deep despair, as for what will happen in a hundred years......"

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Not bad. ”

The Shushan Sword Lord actually nodded approvingly, and said, "Your idea is right, people die like lights go out, and there is nothing wrong with living in the moment with one heart." ”

"But that's just what you mortals think. ”

Then he shook his head again, agreeing with the sad thought and showing pity for him.

"What do mortals think?"

Sadness was slightly stunned, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter, bending over, almost laughing tears, pointing at the sword master of Shushan with one hand, and sneering: "Are you ...... Confused?"

"Mortals, do you think you are an immortal?"

Sadly laughed madly, his fingers moved away from the face of the Shushan Sword Master, pointed around, and sneered: "Could it be that you are a blessed land here?

In the face of the sad ridicule, the Shushan Sword Master did not answer, and did not even show a little emotion, he just stood quietly, but his body was changing.

So much so that the sad ridicule came to an abrupt end.

The face of the sword master of Shushan, which originally looked like a handsome son, turned old rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment, wrinkles crawled all over his face, and the long and silky hair was also at the same time, like an instantaneous condensation of ice, turning from black to white, almost in the blink of an eye, he was already a silver thread.

The person standing in front of the sad fall is no longer the beautiful boy who is in the wind with a jade tree, but an old man with crane hair who is about to die!

"You're going to ...... Did you soar?"

After perceiving it, Sadness did not feel the strength of the change in form from the Shushan Sword Master's body, but became even weaker, which was clearly a manifestation of the fact that the internal force had been reduced to an extremely low place, and even the ability to maintain the vitality of the body had been lost.

So the mockery in his eyes reappeared, and he couldn't help but shake his head, and said, "Look, if you agree to my proposal just now, at least you can always maintain your youthful appearance, what can you do now?"

"Now......

The Shushan Sword Master spoke, and his voice became extremely old, and his thin body and wrinkled face were in line with his appearance of being more than a hundred years old.

"Now, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. ”

He smiled, smiling very vicissitudes, there was a kind of freedom to see through the red dust, and then, I didn't see any movement from him, from under his feet, a layer of transparent ice was slowly climbing.

"Want to kill yourself?"

Sadness raised his eyebrows, the silent aura of the Shushan Sword Master at this time made him suddenly understand the other party's thoughts, but when his own thought came out, he couldn't help but want to succeed Xiao Mohe and get such a powerful weapon as the Shushan Sword Master, so how could he let the Shushan Sword Master close himself?

As soon as his mind moved, Xiao Mohe next to him had already moved, and his huge body strode and rushed on the smooth mirror-like ice, leaving a row of deep cracked footprints along the way.

"Roaring ——!"

It was smashed with a punch.

Xiao Mohe's movements were not slow, but the movements of the Shushan Sword Master were faster, no, it should be said that the solid ice that rose from his heels was faster, and with the kung fu of this sentence, the solid ice had already climbed to the neck of the Shushan Sword Master, and it was only a head away from freezing it all.

So Xiao Mohe's punch smashed directly into the chest of the Shushan Sword Master.

Seeing that the ice was actually very thin, Sadness also deliberately controlled Xiao Mohe's strength, lest it be smashed with an infinitely powerful punch, but it was smashed with the ice.

Bang——!

However, the result was unexpected.

The seemingly extremely thin ice turned out to be extremely hard, Xiao Mohe's punch was so domineering, but it was about to go up, and in the loud noise, the person who was shocked and retreated turned out to be Xiao Mohe!

On the other hand, the sword master of Shu Mountain, the climbing of the solid ice has directly wrapped his whole person, and the whole person is frozen inside, and there is not even the slightest crack on the smooth surface of the ice.

That's it...... Frozen yourself?

Until now, there is still a touch of unreal feeling in my heart.

The sword master of Shushan is frozen like this?

Is it because of his offense, or is the other party really reaching the limit?

At least now, these kinds of questions can't be answered for the time being with the self-isolation of the Shushan Sword Master, and the only thing that Beiluo knows is that he can no longer refine the Shushan Sword Master into his own weapons.

Although Xiao Mohe's punch was deliberately suppressed and had no achievements, he knew where Xiao Mohe's extreme fist power was, and he was convinced that with the strength of the shock just now, Xiao Mohe would just punch again with full firepower, but I was afraid that the result would be the same.

On the contrary, it will cause further damage to Xiao Mohe, and before the revenge is avenged, this is a scene that the sad and desperate want to see.

After all, his target was not the Shushan Sword Master, but the person who had the same bloodline as himself, but had to fight to the death, Jian Chen.

"It's really cheap for you. ”

Sadness pursed his lips, stepped forward in person, and patted his hand on the face of the Shushan Sword Master who was sealed by ice, and the intention of Sen Han immediately flowed into the meridians along the palm, making him shake his hand violently, and it took a lot of luck to force this cold qi out of his body.

Frowning, the depth of the chill that the Shushan Sword Lord finally froze himself was far beyond his expectations, maybe this was also the reason why Xiao Mohe couldn't break it, right?

With the intensity of this chill, Sadness believes that he is the strength of the outward release, and when the internal force comes into contact with the chill around the Shushan Sword Master, it will also be frozen into ice, and it will not be able to exert its due power at all.

"It's ruthless!"

He sighed, and had no choice but to throw away his previous thoughts, but he didn't feel much regret.

This time he came to Tianshan, he has achieved the goal he wants.

Xiao Mohe's strength satisfied him, even when facing the Shushan Sword Master, he could still fight, and more importantly, the Shushan Sword Master froze himself, whether he was dead or not, he believed that this time would never be very short, at least he could already let his poor cousin completely disrupt the plan.

Want to heal Hua Xiangrong?

You first find a way to melt this solid ice, and then think of a way to save the Shushan Sword Master!

(End of chapter)