Chattering and laughing, the grim laughter brought Luo Li back to reality. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info looked back, and the cold and murderous gaze made him shiver excitedly.

Luo Xuan let out a long roar: "Yaya, dare to provoke our brother, come, press for me, I will avenge you!"

He soared like a bird, feeling the pressure of a mountain like a mountain, forcing him back to his place, and couldn't help but stagger forward a few steps.

originally wanted to make a handsome appearance, but it backfired, and it was a little more embarrassing. Realizing that this was the effect of the forbidden air array in the town, Luo Xuan's face was enthusiastic and heartbeat, and he swept away his previous calmness.

Laughter came, and so did the ridicule.

"That's it, I'm here to help, I don't even know that the town is empty!"

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"Haha, isn't it all like this in Glacier Valley?"

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"It's too self-sufficient, it's just the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and it is really impatient to dare to fight with Senior Brother Leng who has stepped into the Refining Realm with half a foot!"

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Luo Li came over and grabbed Luo Xuan, and said with a solemn face: "Xiao Xuan, this person is the realm of the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, we are not opponents!"

Luo Xuan sighed lightly and looked back. Behind him, the more than a dozen disciples of the Glacier Valley all looked sluggish.

They are all relatively young, similar to him and Luo Li, they look a little older, and they are also from the same as Luo Li, they are all cultivators of the third or fourth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and they are also the most seriously injured, and they have huge wounds scratched by icicles all over their bodies, and their clothes are stained with blood.

The only remaining young disciple who had just advanced to the Qi Refining Realm cultivation was covered in ice chips, and he looked very embarrassed, and he was also injured all over his body, and the others were all cultivators in the quenching stage, and they were relatively low-level, and their appearance was even more unbearable.

A cold snort came from behind him, and said, "Who is the little bastard, who dares to meddle in things?"

Luo Xuan smiled at Luo Li as if he couldn't hear it.

Luo Li saw that all the faces of his fellow disciples showed panic and uneasiness, even if he also had a little fear in his heart. I don't know if it was Luo Xuan's smile that infected him, he gritted his teeth and showed perseverance and unyielding eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, let our brothers fight to the death!"

Luo Xuan calmed down, didn't overdo it, and touched his cold gaze, and slammed into the air like four lightning lights at the same time.

"Ya, the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, it's really good!"

Luo Xuan's heart jumped unhappily, but he didn't panic, he smiled indifferently, hugged his fists and said, "Immortal Gate Luo Xuan, please!"

The crowd in the Snow Ridge Heavenly Cliff was in an uproar, and then laughed in unison, obviously thinking that he was too self-conscious.

Leng Lie squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Xuan for a moment, and realized that the opponent's cultivation was only at the level of the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and sneered with disdain: "It turned out to be the remnant of the Immortal Sect, hmph, you are also worthy?"

Luo Xuan's smile grew colder, his spine straightened and his shoulders opened, and the yuan force around his body was agitated, naturally revealing a terrifying momentum, and the field suddenly fell silent.

Surprisingly, Luo Xuan was fascinated at this time, but what he was thinking of was Qiu Fan's relaxed freehand between the battles. In terms of mentality, he is more than a step behind.

A faint smile spread from the traction of the curvature of the corners of his mouth, and Luo Xuan's sunny smile made everyone watching the battle feel inexplicable.

Leng Lie bore the brunt of it, but he felt it differently from the people around him. Luo Xuan's sudden leisurely nature made him feel an extremely real sense of oppression, and he didn't dare to be negligent, and the original ridicule and disdain immediately disappeared without a trace.

Leng Lie replied expressionlessly, but a few traces of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Boy, if you are defeated, these people will all come to give you a funeral!"

On the square, the temperature plummeted with the words spit out by Leng Hui and Yinhan, and the murderous aura of Sen Han filled the audience.

"Yaya's ...... It's ruthless!"

Luo Xuan's eyes flashed, his clothes were windless and automatic, fluttering, and his power was not inferior to that of his opponent. What's even more unpredictable is that he is fearless in front of Leng Hui, an opponent who has cultivated two levels above him, and always has a faint smile on his face.

The fellow door behind Leng Hui also held his breath, waiting for the moment when the two faced each other head-on.

Leng Hui is the leader of the younger generation of disciples of the Snow Ridge Heavenly Cliff, he is extremely famous in the sect, and he is cruel and ruthless, although Luo Xuan's skills cannot be underestimated, but they naturally have more confidence in Leng Hui.

With a sneer, Leng Hui suddenly took three steps forward, shortening the distance between him and Luo Xuan. The momentum between his steps, coupled with his majestic figure and sharp eyes, naturally revealed an irresistible bearing.

Standing suddenly, Leng Hui saw that Luo Xuan still didn't move, and he didn't even mean to raise his hand, so he couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile.

In fact, he hoped that Luo Xuan would be able to make some moves, so that he could not only determine his strategy based on Luo Xuan's exposed strength, but unfortunately, Luo Xuan was not moved at all, and the whole square trembled with his laughter.

Inadvertently, he already regarded the opponent in front of him as his lifelong enemy, and shot with all his might.

Luo Xuan didn't move.

Looking at the opponent in front of him, his heart was as calm as water, and his face did not change at all.

Leng Lie didn't know that his cruel words just now made Luo Xuan feel a sense of responsibility, he couldn't be defeated, and he would never allow his own defeat, so that the lives of these people behind him would be lost.

The scene of Luo Li's previous battle with Leng Lie reappeared in the Heart Lake, and Luo Xuan formulated a strategy and finally made a move.

Clenched his fist and leaned forward, the blue light of the Qiankun ring between the fingers of his right palm flashed, and Luo Xuan shouted: "Bi Luobin, gather spirits!"

On the square, the blue light shone, and the aura in the sky seemed to come alive, diffusing towards the center of the blue light.

Luo Xuan turned around leisurely, and countless spiritual energy moved with his figure, forming a vortex of spiritual power, swirling endlessly.

What's even more strange is that on the gate square, the jade stone that has been erected for an unknown number of years seems to have been inspired by something, and it makes a strange sound, and the original black color suddenly turns dark red, causing all the people watching the battle to gasp.

Leng Li's complexion finally changed.

Not only was Luo Xuan's seemingly offensive move, but also the aura was all gathered towards the other party, once the magic technique was displayed, it would be an amazing move.

What's even more worrying is that the strange reaction of the jade in the square, the strange change in the reflection of heaven and man, is by no means so simple.

Leng Lie's eyes were full of murderous aura, and without hesitation, he shouted wildly: "Snow dance, wind and snow blade!"

The crystal snow dances, overwhelming the sky. Compared with the snowflakes and light dancing in the previous battle of Luo Li, this time the snow dance is goose feather heavy snow.

On the square, all of them were shrouded in heavy snow, and each snowflake that was several times larger swirled brightly, driven by the cold and fierce Yuan force, it was no longer as simple as snowflakes, but a snow blade like a wind wheel swirling, making a heart-palpitating roar, burying Luo Xuan in the snow mist.

Lost his sight, Luo Xuan's figure couldn't be seen really. Luo Li and the others who were watching the battle couldn't imagine that the power of this cold and fierce all-out attack was so terrifying, and when the color changed, Luo Xuan's loud voice resounded in the square.

"Moro, Burning Immortal Chain!"

Rumble!

Countless fires suddenly surged in the square of the white snow realm, and around the vortex of spiritual power that originally rotated with Luo Xuan as the center, fireworks were set off in the air, driven by the rich aura, stirring up flames that seemed to burn everything, and the dancing snow blades lost their edge in an instant, igniting the steaming heat, and under the restraint of nature, the power of the cold magic technique was greatly reduced.

The wind, snow, water and fire blended, and in the mist, the snow blades in the sky all turned into invisible, and even if there were remnants, they were also blocked by Luo Xuan's body protection aura.

Leng Lie's eyes shrank slightly, and his long-standing law seal changed, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

A hand swiped in front of him, and with a "zheng" sound, a fairy sword that emitted a snow-colored light and was surrounded by burning ice flames was sacrificed.

"This sword is called 'Ice Flame', and if you die under its sword, you are lucky!"

Leng Lie stared at Luo Xuan coldly, with a calm bearing, and shouted: "Ice Intent, Frost Flame!"

Luo Xuan felt that the extremely cold aura was strong and strong, and the cold was compelling and a little more domineering.

The frost was like ice, and a few zhang or so of ice flame frost spread towards Luo Xuan from under the cold feet, and the jade on the square along the way was immediately covered with a layer of crystal ice.

The ice flame creaked, and the gravel and dust immediately formed ice everywhere he went, and what was even more terrifying was that the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the ice flame fairy sword flame was high, and the cold flame that was all raised was bathed in the flames, waving his hands, the ice flame sword immediately pounced, and in an instant, Luo Xuan had no place to stand.

The bitter cold caused the temperature in the square to plummet, and the crowd watching the battle became farther and farther away, hiding in the distance and watching.

A trace of coolness came from the Holy Spirit King Ring between his fingers, Luo Xuan clenched his fists, and let that coolness enter his heart.

It was a feeling of flesh and blood, as if the Holy Spirit King Ring came to life at this moment, and the coolness that came to my heart also boiled.

Faintly, there were a few exclamations, the most familiar was Luo Li's heart-rending shout, Luo Xuan felt a body of Yuan Force rushing towards the Holy Spirit King Ring between his fingers, and his face was slightly pale He raised his fist.

He stood there steadily, covered with snowflakes, and even his hair and eyebrows were covered with frost flowers, and he still did not flinch in the slightest.

All around, people didn't know for what and held their breath.

The Holy Spirit King Ring lit up, and it turned out to be an ice glow, with a brighter brilliance, facing the front as if it was unstoppable, intending to devour all the ice flame sword rays.

A long roar erupted coldly, and the Ice Flame Frost Blossom slashed down under the raging sword flames!

"Holy Spirit Ring, Devouring Blade!"

A surging crystal rose from the Holy Spirit King Ring to the sky, and the spirit swam like the Holy Spirit opening its huge mouth, intending to devour everything!

Luo Xuan also let out a long roar, did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed over with the Holy Spirit King Ring.

Rumble...... Rumble!

There were crisp sounds one after another, and the aura was agitated.

The snow danced, losing all sight, and the hearts of all the spectators tightened, staring at the diffuse snow and mist.

The snow mist was faint, and he could finally distinguish the appearance, and Luo Li, who was extremely nervous, suddenly let out an earth-shattering cry of joy and ran towards the center.

The disciples of the Snow Ridge Heavenly Cliff on the opposite side also rushed over with a frenzied scream.

Out of nowhere, the people of the Glacier Valley, including the wounded, screamed, and became entangled with the sporadic dancing snowflakes.

The chaos of countless figures stirred up the snowflakes on the ground, and everything was chaotic!

The fluttering snow mist dispersed, and a rickety figure persevered, finally standing tenaciously with blood at the corners of his mouth and a faint smile on his face.

The difference is that more than ten zhang away from him, there is a person lying on the crystal ice, who does not move, and does not know whether he is alive or dead.