To the east of the city of Horan, ten miles away, at the foot of a desolate and uninhabited mountain.

In an ancient pavilion that had been abandoned for a long time, Zhou Han, dressed in white, had already arrived.

Looking at Sun Hou, who was dressed in gray, and also quite calmly fell from the sky, Zhou Han showed a sneer on his face.

Chen Yun and Mu Yuchen arrived after less than three breaths, and fell from the air to the ancient pavilion, nodding slightly to each other with Zhou Han.

Under this ancient pavilion, it is about a very gentle and empty slope, with a radius of several hundred zhang, and behind the slope is an extremely dense woods.

Looking at Sun Hou, who was seven or eight feet away from him, Zhou Han said coldly: "Today I represent the Lu family, and you represent the Sun family, and I have completely broken off the decades of grievances between these two families, you should know that your parents and family are buried in the 'Luofeng Mountain' behind this ancient pavilion, and today let me Zhou Han send you to reunite with your family!"

That Sun Hou's eyes were cold, and he also said coldly: "If my Sun Hou had cultivated for more than ten years, you would not be qualified to say such crazy things in front of me, and even if you attacked three times, you may not be able to get my Sun Hou!"

"Sun Hou, don't think that I don't know your origins, a third-rate monk who makes a living by stealing other people's spiritual jade materials, and dares to speak out in front of me, I wanted to see my senior sister Mu's face of interceding for you, abolishing your cultivation and sparing your life, but you actually insist on looking for death, I Zhou Han will fulfill you today!"

After Zhou Han said this coldly and arrogantly, he slowly walked out of the ancient pavilion and walked towards Sun Hou who was seven or eight feet away, and with every step, the aura on his body increased by a point.

The slope was full of green weeds that covered the instep. But after Zhou Han walked through, all the places he passed by were frozen by ice. Almost instantaneously, the place and space that Zhou Han passed. It's like entering a cold season where water drips into ice.

This Zhou Han is also a monk with a special spirit root physique, and like Bai Lingfeng that Chen Yun had fought, he is also an ice spirit root physique.

Even Chen Yun and Mu Yuchen, who were standing more than ten feet away from the two of them, felt that the temperature around them had dropped suddenly, and a bone-chilling chill surged in.

"There is a way for everything, it's just that you can't see it, it doesn't matter if my Sun Hou is dead, but today you insult me and steal the way, even if my soul is scattered, I will teach you a lesson for this arrogant person!"

"Hmph!"

Walked to Sun Hou four or five zhang. Zhou Han, who had raised the momentum of his whole body to the apex, snorted coldly, and then raised his right hand slightly, and a crystal clear multi-edged ice hockey ball was suspended above his palm.

The ice hockey ball slowly rotated on Zhou Han's palm, exuding an extremely cold aura, even if Chen Yun was far away, he felt a little frightened.

When Zhou Han urged the prismatic ice ball to shoot towards Sun Hou, Sun Hou, who was four or five feet in front of him, quickly retreated.

But retreat doesn't mean timidity!

At the moment of retreat. A pale golden light flew out of its small bag, and a flying sword more than three feet long, controlled by its full strength, whistled towards it. A prismatic ice ball that drew a trail of silver-white light struck at it.

The puck was about the size of a fist, and although it was not large, the attack was terrifying.

In Sun Hou retreated less than two feet. The puck collided with the pale golden flying sword that came at it!

"Bang!"

Although Sun Hou's flying sword was a sixth-level magic weapon of the Ming Rank, it was still hit by this ice ball and flew sideways. Although the ice hockey ball was slightly smaller, it was still attacking Sun Hou three zhang away under Zhou Han's urging.

Sun Hou didn't have time to withdraw the flying sword at this moment. In the midst of his retreat, he summoned out a silver-white flying sword and struck at the hockey ball, but he was soon still hit by the ice hockey mercilessly.

That Sun Hou's face changed slightly, and when the ice hockey ball was less than two feet away from him, he no longer dared to hide his secrets, and finally with a solemn face, he urged out an ancient and clumsy one-foot-sized bronze mirror from the small Qiankun bag.

The bronze mirror is surrounded by lines, mottled throughout, it is a valuable magic weapon left by Sun Hou Shizun back then, and as soon as it was sacrificed by Sun Hou, Sun Hou quickly played a start seal.

Soon the bronze mirror emitted a golden yellow light, and at the moment when the slightly shrunken ice ball hit Sun Hou, a golden pillar of golden light the thickness of an arm shot out from the bronze mirror.

The pillar of light and the rapidly flying prismatic ice hockey ball made a loud muffled sound, and at the same time, the fog suddenly rose from the impact.

At the time of the impact, Zhou Han's face was still as usual, but Sun Hou's spiritual sense was shocked, and his qi and blood fluctuated, and at the same time, he quickly sensed that the golden light emitted by his bronze mirror was also extinguished.

Even if this bronze mirror is a magic weapon close to the first level of the treasure level, but at this moment, he Sun Hou Xiuwei is too far away from Zhou Han, and the attack power he exerts is only about the peak of the Eight Desolations.

When the bronze mirror flew upside down, Sun Hou didn't even have a chance to collect the bronze mirror, because he felt that although the ice ball was destroyed by more than half, it was still attacking at a very fast speed, and it was only more than a zhang away.

That Sun Hou snorted lightly, and the sixth-level talisman soft armor on his body was triggered, and then his hands pushed sharply, and a pale golden whirlwind of about three feet quickly formed in front of him.

This pale golden whirlwind is a kind of body protection spell that Sun Hou cultivated before he failed to cultivate the 'Great Sun Treasure Lotus Seal', although it is not as good as the 'Great Sun Treasure Lotus Seal', it is also quite powerful.

When the pale golden whirlwind quickly began to spin rapidly in front of Sun Hou, the remaining ice hockey ball about the size of a fist had already crashed into it at this moment.

Although Sun Hou urged the pale golden whirlwind about half a foot in front of him with all his might, he still couldn't stop the fate of this whirlwind being quickly condensed by the ice ball.

The whirlwind, which was originally spinning rapidly, soon swirled in a rotating shape and was completely suspended in the air and frozen in front of Sun Hou.

When Sun Hou's eyes opened sharply and he felt bad, the ridged ice ball that was still about the size of an egg quickly pierced through the frozen whirlwind and flew towards Sun Hou half a foot away! When Sun Hou almost gave up the control of all magic weapons and retreated quickly, the ice ball still hit his chest mercilessly.

Sun Hou felt like a hammer blow to his chest, and at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, a thin layer of ice quickly spread across his upper body. It soon covered his entire upper body and even spread towards his face.

Sun Hou retreated at the same time. Violently urge the golden vitality in the body, and make every effort to get rid of the extremely cold ice vitality that spreads on the surface of the body. Although the last ice ball just now was blocked by soft armor and did not allow the ice vitality to penetrate the body, just being covered by him on the surface of the body was enough to be shocking.

After Sun Hou almost retreated three feet, he basically removed the ice that spread on the surface of his body, and his face was really shocked.

Even if he is good at magic weapons, and even willing to give up, his cultivation is far behind, and it is useless if he can't exert his power!

And Zhou Han, who has not taken the opportunity to pursue Sun Hou forward. looked at Sun Hou with a sneer on his face, his face full of disdain.

In his opinion, killing this Sun Hou is not worth chasing and fighting quickly, and this blow just now only exerts less than sixty percent of his attack power, and the attack of the prismatic ice ball is not his strongest attack method.

Chen Yun saw that Sun Hou used an endless stream of magic weapons almost regardless of the cost, and he barely caught Zhou Han's first attack, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of feelings in his heart while sweating for Sun Hou.

This Zhou Han's strength. Chen Yun felt that he was much higher than Dong Liang, the 'Demon Patrol Messenger' who had fought with him, and it could also be that the Ice Spirit Root Cultivator's unique powerful attack power led to this difference.

Chen Yun estimated that although he could take over this attack, he would not be much better than Sun Hou. If you don't use 'flash shift', there should be some wolf bèi, but this Sun Hou's expression also surprised Chen Yun a lot. Chen Yun didn't expect that he would actually hide so many high-grade magic weapons from the porcelain altar near the Maokeng, and the fighting method just now was simply too burning.

Chen Yun felt a little reverie in his heart. Zhou Han, who was more than ten zhang away in front of him, turned his back and said, "Senior Sister Mu, hurry up and retreat ten zhang, I want to perform the 'Ice Dragon Technique'." Too close may hurt you!"

After Zhou Han spoke, his hands pushed forward, and from the palm of his hand emitted an extremely cold white mist in the sky, and the three or four zhang mist shrank violently almost in an instant, condensing into a silver dragon with a two-zhang long arm waist thickness above Zhou Han's head, the silver dragon was crystal clear, with teeth and claws, and two horns on its head, hovering rapidly above Zhou Han's head, and soon flew towards Sun Hou under Zhou Han's command.

In fact, when the silver dragon condensed on the top of Zhou Han's head, it began to exhale extremely cold air from his breath, and at the moment when the ice dragon flew towards Sun Hou, a faint white mist spread rapidly in the twenty-three zhang field where the two of them were fighting, and the temperature in the entire space dropped rapidly in an instant.

Chen Yun and Mu Yuchen didn't dare to slack off after hearing Zhou Han's words, knowing that Zhou Han might have to make a trick this time, so they also retreated quickly, but they were still a little slower, and when the very fast white mist filled the air, they were slightly stained on their upper bodies, and almost in an instant, the originally soft clothes of the two immediately became stiff, and it was not for the two of them to run the True Yuan to get rid of it, and it was estimated that the whole body would be frozen soon.

The two of them retreated more than a dozen feet before they barely withdrew from the area where the silver dragon spit out white mist, Xu

Chong looked at the two people looming in the mist, and couldn't help but have a general understanding of Zhou Han's methods.

At the moment when the silver dragon appeared, Sun Hou wanted to fly up and get out of this area of white mist, but the silver dragon completely controlled by Zhou Han used the rapidly flying icy mist to quickly seal the upward flying route, and Sun Hou was also forced to the ground.

The speed of this frozen fog was so fast that it was difficult for even Chen Yun and the others to withdraw from this area, not to mention that Sun Hou, who was completely targeted by Zhou Han at this time, could not escape from this area.

At this time, in this area with a height of two or three zhang and an area of twenty or thirty zhang, it was completely a world of ice, and the original green grassland was completely covered by a layer of ice, and there was not even a single grass visible on the ground.

The nearly two-zhang ice dragon was blocking Sun Hou from escaping from this area, and at the same time, it quickly spewed out mist, freezing this area, and artificially shaping a battlefield more suitable for Zhou Han, and it was the most unfavorable battlefield for Zhou Han's opponent.

Under the control of Zhou Han, the silver dragon quickly trapped Sun Hou completely in this space, and under Zhou Han's control, it hung in the air and swam in the air within three or four zhang in front of Sun Hou, like a chain locking Sun Hou in a small space.

After Sun Hou couldn't escape from this space, he simply stopped thinking about escaping, and while resisting the invasion of the bone-chilling air with his true yuan, he also urged out another flying sword from the small Qiankun bag and attacked the silver dragon flying around his body.

Even if this flying sword can dodge the attack of the cold mist spewed out by the silver dragon, it can't do any damage to the ice dragon's extremely hard body, and after attacking three or four times in a row, this flying sword used for defense was also quickly hit by the ice mist, and it was instantly frozen into an ice sword falling out of control.

After Zhou Han saw that this flying sword of not a low level was frozen by the ice dragon again, he finally decided not to waste time with this Sun Hou, and violently urged the ice dragon to crash towards Sun Hou, who was all silver and white all over his body at this moment.

Once hit by this extremely cold ice dragon flying in the air, it is estimated that even if Sun Hou resists again, he will be frozen by the ice dragon in an instant, and the ice will be frozen at the foot of this 'Luofeng Mountain'.

At the moment when the ice dragon's attack method changed, Sun Hou, who was almost trembling with his teeth at this moment, opened his eyes again, feeling an extreme danger, and he also seemed to have made a great determination.

Soon, the small Qiankun bag covered by a layer of white ice on Sun Hou's waist flashed, and a five-foot-long golden dazzling Pu knife was urged out, and the moment the Pu knife was prompted out by Sun Hou, Zhou Han, who had always looked calm, also stared, because he saw that this knife was by no means ordinary.

The name of this simple knife is: Canlong Blade, it is the first-level magic weapon of the treasure level used by Master Sun Hou before his death, and it is a metal magic weapon with amazing attack power, if it is not for the fact that Master Sun Hou has been extinguished, Sun Hou is not qualified to use such a magic weapon, and he does not dare to use this magic weapon on weekdays, because he is afraid of being taken away.

Even if his current cultivation is not enough, the power he can exert is extremely limited, but after all, it is a treasure level, so once he is urged to attack, it is definitely not to be underestimated.

Because for the first cultivator, if you use high-level magic weapons, especially if the magic weapon level reaches the treasure level, you can increase your attack power by one to two layers of cultivation, and the more powerful the magic weapon, the greater the increase.

Zhou Han instantly felt that the extraordinary sound of this magic weapon was related to his powerful spiritual sense that surpassed Sun Hou, because he instantly caught this powerful aura.

After the 'Canlong Blade' was used by Sun Hou, he quickly slashed at the ice dragon that was striking at him from the front, and the target was the head of the ice dragon.

The hardest part of this ice dragon is its head, and after the 'Can Dragon Blade' collided with the head of this ice dragon's head 'bang!', both Sun Hou and the attacking ice dragon retreated.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Sun Hou's mouth, although this impact made Zhou Han, who was four or five feet away, also churn with blood.

Before Sun Hou could react, Zhou Han once again drove the ice dragon to quickly crash towards Sun Hou.

And this time, Zhou Han will not give Sun Hou any respite!(To be continued......)