"What a big breath for an arrogant child!"

Xiang Xuesong, who had no intention of having more conflicts, had a gloomy look on his face, the reason why he agreed to Kou Yulong's mention was because he had also heard of the old guy who was a master of the snow, although he was slightly inferior to the two of them in terms of cultivation, but the methods of the master of the snow were mainly cold and ruthless, and the real fight was not below them, if Yi Qian was really his inheritance disciple, for the sake of the face of the master of the snow, he could barely let him conspire with him, but Yi Qian's reaction was greatly beyond his expectations!

The snow-white sword shadow surrounds the side, and the fierce and cold sword qi is like a thin and sharp ice flake, cutting Xiang Xuesong's body protection true power into a thousand holes, although it is not yet fragmented, but he can be forced to be such a wolf by a junior, where is his face gone?

Xiang Xuesong had a cold face, he didn't even stand up to face the battle, and until now he didn't think that a little doll in the late stage of Jindan was worthy of his serious attention.

With a hook of his fingers, the bright white fine light broke free from Kou Yulong's shackles and returned to Xiang Xuesong's side, Yi Qian's sword shadow couldn't even burst up on it, if the same sword shadow was drawn too many times, I was afraid that the blade would be smoothed out.

"Brother Kou, you also know that I have always been out of proportion, if I accidentally hurt this doll, you have to say a few good words for me in front of the Venerable Snowman!"

Without waiting for Kou Yulong to respond, Xiang Xuesong quickly pinched a few seals, and the thin light suddenly lit up with an increasingly dazzling white light, and the sword shadows approaching his body actually melted like ice and snow!

"I have heard that the people on the snow like to practice cold skills, but today it seems that this cold is still a little worse. ”

Xiang Xuesong smiled proudly, raised his hand and pointed at the tail of the bright white thin light, and the latter immediately jumped out like a cat with its tail stepped on, and the sharp sword shadow was as fragile as paper paste in front of this fine light!

After piercing through more than a dozen snow-colored sword shadows in a row, the bright white light shot straight into the air, and Xiang Xuesong let out a soft snort from his nose, how could the little junior slip away from under my nose?

At the moment when Yi Qiansan was a snowmang, Xiang Xuesong captured the trajectory of his escape!

Twenty-two zhang above the oblique, this distance is reassuring?

Watching the bright white light shoot away, Xiang Xuesong sneered in his heart, and he had directly sentenced Yi Qian to death.

Most of his attention now is not on Yi Qian, but more on Huajing's dissatisfaction, when this person came to Baitazong to take the initiative to ask to take him in, for such a good seedling who is not too old and has a good cultivation, Xiang Xuesong will naturally not turn away, and later learned his identity He is even more glad that he agreed, compared to the "Furious Zen Academy's Vulgar Meditation", "The Little Disciple of the Holy Monk is Not Angry" This title is obviously more attractive, as long as he gets closer to the old thief who is not angry, he is afraid that the big thing will not happen?

Over the years, Xiang Xuesong has been the elder of Huajing, but in private they treat each other as equals, and he has carefully verified Huajing's identity, so there is no unhappiness in questioning each other, each for its own purpose, but it is a hit.

As the only person in the White Tower Sect who knows the details of Huajing, Xiang Xuesong has coveted the Tianjiao Wheel for a long time, and originally said that he would get the Tianjiao Wheel alone, but Huajing invited Kou Yulong to join on the grounds of ensuring that the plan was foolproof, and Xiang Xuesong was slightly annoyed by the two of them, but he could not deny that Kou Yulong's addition could indeed greatly improve the chances of the plan, so he had to endure it in desperation.

However, it didn't take long for Huajing to bring back a sharer, and it was just a matter of not informing him in advance, the person who came was just a junior in the late stage of Jindan who couldn't be on the stage, how could Xiang Xuesong sit back and watch the harvest that had been cut in half and then divide some out?

"The junior is disrespectful, my senior taught a lesson, and accidentally killed him, and the master of the snow would not be stupid enough to turn his face directly with me... Hmph! A little doll who hasn't cultivated for a hundred years is also trying to get a piece of the pie from me?"

With murderous intent, Xiang Xuesong didn't intend to leave Yi Qian's life at all, and the bright white light that flew out seemed to sense his thoughts, and there was a strong killing intent between the flying and flying!

"Poof..."

There was an indiscernible sound, and the bright white light seemed to hit some formless, colorless hard object, and this time it failed to penetrate like a sword shadow, but splashed a puff of light and was blocked.

"Sure enough, it's here!"

Xiang Xuesong was not surprised, he raised his arm and pressed his palm vertically, and those broken mangs did not recondense, but spread along the way, outlining a rough human shape in a blink of an eye.

"Little doll! I'll let you see how powerful the real cold skill is!"

After reciting a few words of magic in his mouth, Xiang Xuesong's body suddenly exuded an astonishing cold aura, and his hair and eyebrows were quickly covered with a layer of frost!

"Bing Mo!"

With a deep cry that was not high-pitched, the broken light that wrapped a human figure in the high place immediately became transparent! This bright light looked like the sun at noon, but the temperature was just the opposite, even if it was dozens of feet apart, the other two people below also felt a bone-chilling chill!

"Old Xiang is going deep again..."

Kou Yulong, who was still sitting in the same place, had a solemn face, the mountain and river ornaments on his robe seemed to be alive at the moment, and the phantom shadows of the mountain peaks surrounded him, no matter how many sword shadows outside, he couldn't attack at all.

Kou Yulong withdrew his gaze and no longer looked at the figure that was wrapped in blinding light.

Below the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, no one can survive after [Bing Mo] is fully deployed.

Xiang Xuesong, known as the "Mountain Peak Exploration Sun", "explores" not the real round of scorching sun, but the "cold sun" he cultivates, [Bingmo] is his famous trick.

What is the relationship between Kou Yulong and Xue Shangren?

It does not matter.

The reason why he said that he was an old friend and interceded for Yi Qian, the thoughts contained in it could not be said to be deep, if Xiang Xuesong gave in because of this, and Yi Qian also responded to this statement, then what Kou Yulong got was a Huajing, Or a good fate of a person who is valued by the future backbone of the Great Anger Zen Academy, if Xiang Xuesong insists on not letting it, or Yi Qian does not accept his kindness and is too angry, and finally leads to his death in the hands of Xiang Xuesong, it will only be good for Kou Yulong, and the scene of the three people dividing the treasure will return to the two of them, even if Huajing still has the heart to call others, he must consider it carefully in this situation.

As a second-generation disciple of the Proud Cave, how could Kou Yulong's city be comparable to those who were scattered and those who were on the side?

Different from Xiang Xuesong's arrogance and Kou Yulong's self-made cleverness, Hua Jing, who was standing on the side, looked like he was smiling.

"The Black-shirted Rakshasa... Don't let me down. ”

While he muttered in his heart, the [Bing Mo] in mid-air suddenly darkened!

......

End of Chapter 461