When Lin Yueru heard this, she opened a pair of watery eyes and said in confusion: "Brother Yang, do you see something wrong?" Yang Heng shook his head and said, "It's just my intuition." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Lin Yueru shook her head and said firmly: "Brother Yang is not a person who relies on intuition, there must be some reason, but Brother Yang doesn't want to tell me, hum!"

Saying that, Lin Yueru pursed her mouth, paused in the snow, turned around and didn't want to pay attention to Yang Heng, Yang Heng hurriedly said: "It's really just intuition, but I think the method of fellow practitioners is a tricky method, and it can't be touched, so it's best not to practice the two seniors!"

Lin Yueru raised her eyebrows lightly, and said: "This is just Brother Yang's prejudice, grandma's method of their initiates has been passed down for more than ten generations, and no one has ever had a problem, and there are examples of ascending to the god realm among the ancestors!"

Yang Heng wanted to refute, but suddenly thought that this was really the case, so he had to give up, nodded and said, "Let it be!" However, having said that, Yang Heng always remembered what Li Changling said to stay away.

Since he wants to stay away, others should naturally stay away so that he will not be harmed, but he can't persuade Lin Yueru, and he suddenly feels a little powerless in his heart.

Lin Yueru saw that Yang Heng's expression seemed to be unhappy, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yang, but did I just say something wrong?"

Yang Hengqiang smiled: "No, by the way, Yueru came to me to ask me to split the ice and let the Yin Saint Seniors and Yang Saint Seniors return together?"

Lin Yueru glanced at the True Martial Sword on Yang Heng's back and said, "Grandpa, he once tried to split the ice, but Grandpa couldn't split it, and finally left angrily, so I thought that Brother Yang was the True Martial Sword Master, and he might be able to split it!"

Yang Heng looked at the true martial sword on his back, and said with some embarrassment: "It's not that Brother Yang doesn't help, but this cold ice can't even be done by the seniors of the Yang Saint, Brother Yang is only a third-grade martial artist now, I'm afraid it is..."

Lin Yueru nodded and said, "Actually, another reason why grandpa and grandma have reached this point is that they practice in opposite directions, which shows that they no longer have the same heart, so grandpa can't break the ice." However, "

Lin Yueru changed her words and continued: "But Brother Yang is a true martial arts sword master, and he is the body of the mean, and he is very mysterious, maybe he can split it, Brother Yang, you can try it!"

Seeing Lin Yueru insisting so much, Yang Heng had to pull out the real martial sword on his back, and said uncertainly: "I'm not sure if I can split it, let's try it!"

As he spoke, Yang Heng held the azure True Martial Sword, and the Immortal Bliss Divine Skill in his body was transported to fifty percent, and after a low roar, the True Martial Sword slammed into the icicle with a fierce sword aura.

When the two finally collided together, there was no huge shock force that Yang Heng expected, but it was soft, as if it was a force into the sea.

Just when he was feeling strange, a fierce cold air suddenly came from the cold ice pillar, and in the blink of an eye, the tip of the True Martial Sword was frozen, Yang Hengda was taken aback, and hurriedly used the Immortal Bliss Divine Skill to draw out the long sword.

However, the True Martial Sword had been completely connected to the icicle, and Yang Heng only shook it slightly, and at this time, the cold air on the icicle spread rapidly along the azure sword body of the True Martial Sword, and Yang Heng immediately took off when he saw the opportunity.

However, there were already wisps of invisible cold qi that tightly bonded Yang Heng's hand with the True Martial Sword, and Yang Heng did not panic, and the Immortal Bliss Divine Skill in his body was transported to the palm of his hand, and the wisps of cold qi began to slowly dissolve under the action of the golden True Qi.

But Yang Heng couldn't be happy, because at the same time that some of the cold air melted, more cold air had already surged along the body of the True Martial Sword, and almost in the blink of an eye, Yang Heng's right hand holding the sword was frozen with a layer of frost visible to the naked eye.

"Brother Yang!" Lin Yueru shouted, reaching out to pull Yang Heng's left hand, Yang Heng subconsciously wanted to get rid of Lin Yueru, not wanting to be able to wrap his body around him at this time, sticking Lin Yueru to Yang Heng's left hand.

"It's not good!" Yang Heng's body was soon covered with a layer of frost, almost even his bones were frozen, and while shouting that it was not good, the immortal bliss divine skill in his body continued to enter Lin Yueru's body, wanting to rescue Lin Yueru.

"Yang Da..." Lin Yueru was shocked and frightened when she saw the cold air around her body and the freezing cold all over her body, and instinctively wanted to call Yang Heng, but before she finished speaking, she was frozen by the cold and couldn't speak anymore.

What's worse is that the cold air that quickly spreads around her body is far colder than she believes, almost in a breath, Lin Yueru feels that there is no warmth in her body, only the hand she holds with Yang Heng, there are still wisps of precious warmth.

The two of them were wrapped in the cold, the cold ice around them quickly condensed and thickened, and the consciousness of the two began to dissipate rapidly, and in the end, there was only a piece of chaos left, and after five breaths, the two of them were frozen into two large ices, and the thinnest part was two inches thick!

This is not over, the ice that is frozen with the Moon Sword keeps coming from the cold air, and the cold ice around the two of them is getting thicker and thicker, and even the artifact True Martial Sword is tightly frozen, which shows the fierceness of these cold air.

In this case, I am afraid that only the Yin Saint will have a chance to rescue, and besides, such a powerful cold ice is not an ordinary cold ice, it is a master of the martial arts level, and it will not last for fifty breaths in it, and even the bones will be broken!

And Yang Heng is just a third-grade martial artist, Lin Yueru is just a sixth-grade martial artist, the two of them have been frozen in such a powerful ice for more than ten breaths, I'm afraid they have already been...

At this moment, a shocking roar suddenly sounded at the scene, and I saw a small dragon rushing out from the eyebrows of Yang Heng, who was frozen and unconscious, and the very powerful ice was actually rushed to pieces by this little dragon, showing the figures of Yang Heng, Lin Yueru, and Rin Yue Sword.

The little dragon rushed to a place more than ten zhang high, looked down and saw that the ice fragments on the ground emitted a strong cold air, and Yang Heng, Lin Yueru, and the Rin Moon Sword were quickly frozen, and the little dragon let out a long roar, and spit out purple flames from his mouth.

The cold ice around Yang Heng and the others melted like snow when they met the purple flames, and they all turned into air and disappeared almost in the blink of an eye, leaving only two intact but unconscious young boys and girls lying in the snow.

Xiaolong spun around in the air three times, and penetrated into Yang Heng's eyebrows, if he let the Yang Saint and the Yin Saint see the scene, they will definitely be so shocked that they can't eat for three days.

Xiaolong only spit out a mouthful of fire to destroy the cold ice formed by the Yin Saint's internal force, and he was able to not hurt Bai Xue, this is no longer something that ordinary flames can do, this is spiritual fire!

As Xiaolong drilled into Yang Heng's eyebrows, Yang Heng suddenly regained consciousness, opened his eyes suddenly, and his mind was still stuck in the moment when consciousness disappeared, and he shouted almost subconsciously: "Yueru, danger, don't touch me, go quickly!"