Boom ——!

As the voice of the sword master of Shushan fell, the ground that had been frozen hard as iron by the wind and snow for ten thousand years was suddenly blasted open and a puff of ice slag was ejected, and a person was ejected from it.

Thump.

The man didn't bounce too high, but he rushed out of the dirt and sat down on the ground, his arms folded in front of his chest and shivering.

The sword master of Shushan is right, the Tianshan Mountains are cold all the year round, and the ground is also as cold as ice, and the temperature is not much higher than that on the ground.

But this person is already very good, he can hide under such a hard and iron-like underground, and his skills in stealing into the ground are really good.

The person who can have such a partial kung fu is naturally the only one left of the soul-destroying twin ghosts who are willing to die for the sad and miserable, and detain the soul.

The cultivation of the soul has also been quite improved, if it is changed to the past, even if he has the kung fu to drill into the earth and the sea, it will be useless to face the Tianshan Mountain, which is frozen hard as iron.

It's just that at this time, his appearance is also a little miserable, he has been lurking under the top of this Tianshan Mountain for so long, he has already been frozen to the point that his face is black and his lips are purple, if the sword master of Shushan calls a little later, maybe he will freeze to death directly in the ground.

"Is this trick again?"

The Shushan Sword Master shook his head mockingly, and said disdainfully: "Is this treating the old man as Chen Yifeng?"

At that time, with Chen Yifeng's strength, he would not have been killed by Xiao Mohe so easily, but he was upright all his life, but Xiao Mohe was so insidious that he ambushed people underground in advance, and he was killed on the spot by Xiao Mohe at the cost of sacrificing one of his subordinates.

Now it seems that Sorrow Fall wants to repeat his old tricks, let the soul hide underground, and launch a surprise attack while he is unprepared?

That's naïve!

"That...... Not really. ”

Sadness smiled and said, "You are too careful, that kind of trick is what my friend hates the most, how could I ignore my friend's feelings and forcibly come up with such a pediatric scheme?"

"He just came to see with his own eyes, the existence of a legend in the rivers and lakes, how to die today!"

As soon as the conversation changed, his tone suddenly became eerie.

"You want to kill me?"

The Shushan Sword Master's face turned pale, and he sneered: "Why?"

Sadly smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said: "I didn't want to kill you originally, I just came to Tianshan to practice my hands, but it seems that your old immortal situation is not very good, it seems that as you said, the limit is approaching." ”

"Then what's there to hesitate about, kill if you can!"

He was like saying a very ordinary thing, as if killing the sword master of Shushan was like killing anyone outside, it was just commonplace.

"What's that, anyway...... You, the Sword Master of Shushan, happen to be the only hope for my unsuccessful brother now, don't you?"

Sadness spread his hands, his eyes showed a vicious light, and he said with a cruel smile: "I said that I want to make him feel that life is worse than death, and if you are killed, Hua Xiangrong will have no solution, so that he will feel a little revenge from his eldest cousin in advance, wouldn't it be perfect?"

"I see, it sounds like a good idea. ”

The Shushan Sword Master nodded, and even agreed with Sadness's words, and even echoed: "If it were me, I might do the same." ”

"Being able to kill a legend is a great sense of accomplishment in itself, and it can also make the enemy you hate the most in your life painful, which is indeed even more perfect. ”

"You think so, don't you?"

Sadness's eyes lit up, as if he had found a soulmate, his face was excited, and he said eagerly: "Then let me kill it, I won't live long anyway, why don't you fulfill my poor man?"

"Hahahaha!"

The sword master of Shushan suddenly let out a long laugh, glared at the sorrow, and the majestic momentum cultivated by those who have been in the top position for more than a hundred years suddenly broke out, and said heroically: "Luo Yi, are you underestimating the old man?"

"Even if the old man's limit is approaching, even if the old man's cultivation is no longer at the peak, is it something you can humiliate?"

"With the only arm you have left, why do you want to kill the old man?"

The sword lord of Shushan had an extremely fierce expression, and the previous tired decline was exhausted at this moment, and he looked mighty, and pointed at the soul that was still trembling, laughing, and said:

"With one more him, or with your bloody blood?"

Sadly squinted at the Shushan Sword Master, and said slowly for a long time: "It seems that you know a lot of things, this is good, and it strengthens my determination to kill you." ”

"Then you have to kill it!"

The sword master of Shushan turned pale, and the folding fan that had been pinched in his hand was suddenly shaken, only to hear the sound of the Karakala, from the palm of his hand to the folding fan, there was ice spreading.

When he raised his right hand again, based on the folding fan, a cold ice sword was actually formed, and the tip of the sword was pointing at the sorrow, and mocked: "Since you want to kill so much, then try it?"

"Try?"

The sad cry repeated, and suddenly his face was also violent, and a loud shout shook the world: "Try it!"

Brush ——!

With the shadow of the person, the sad person seemed to be still standing in the same place, but the extremely dazzling black shadow under the white snow suddenly rushed out, his words were still in the ear, but the person was already hidden in the black shadow, the only remaining one-arm turned into a claw, like a poisonous dragon out of the hole, and fiercely buckled to the throat of the sword master of Shushan.

"I appreciate you. ”

The sorrow came abruptly, but the Shushan Sword Master was not moved, but nodded lightly, and mocked: "The person who dares to attack the old man head-on has not appeared for hundreds of years. ”

His ice sword was still held flat, motionless as a bell, as if oblivious to the awe-inspiring claw of Sorrow.

Click——!

Claw to!

But he stopped in front of his throat, and his sad figure stood out from the dark shadow, and a touch of surprise crossed his eyes.

He had lost most of Luo Han's essence blood, and he could no longer urge the internal force of the Xuan Ming Three, but even so, he was extremely confident in his claw.

In front of him was a piece of fine iron, which had to be clawed into pieces by him!

But he was helpless against the thin piece of ice in front of the throat of the sword master of Shushan!

His fingers were already frozen, and on the thin sheet of ice the size of a palm, the cold qi was terrifying, even without the help of Luo Han's essence and blood, at least the current cultivation was also on the upper level of the middle level grandmaster, but he tried his best, but he couldn't force out the cold qi that invaded his fingers, but he was helpless against his intention to swim along his finger meridians all the way to the heart vein.

The old monster with more than a hundred years of skill is really not easy to deal with!

In an extremely unfavorable situation, Sadness still has thoughts of feeling in his head, and he doesn't seem to be worried about his situation at all.

But...... How could the Shushan Sword Master give him time to think about it?

"Well, you can die. ”

He said indifferently and coldly, the ice sword he held flat gently swung horizontally, and the sharp blade was about to cut off the sad head!

(End of chapter)