You He's actions once again made Ling Zhongshen's pent-up anger rise sharply, and his teeth chattered, but he immediately looked at him and sneered: "I hope you won't take the same path as Master She Meng..."

You He naturally knew that he was referring to the fact that Zhong Weili was still there. His face was indifferent. He took the contract and read it for a long time, then handed it to Ling Zhongshen and said: "Xiao Ling, the writing of this word is a bit blurry. Do you want it?"

Write it again?"

Ling Zhongshen felt a pain in his liver. He pressed a breath to his heart and couldn't come out. He couldn't utter a single word. He could only stare at You He angrily with his eyes wide open.

"Fellow Taoist, I think it's okay." Zhong Weili appeared beside You He and said in a calm voice.

Things completely went against their plan. They thought they were sure of victory, but they encountered such a big embarrassment that made them lose face.

You He hesitated for a moment, sighed, and said: "Okay, next time I will talk to Lao Ling about how to teach his son to write. Xiao Zhong, please sign it too."

Little bell...

Not to mention the guests, even Wei Changyong's face moved. Zhong Weili may be a few years younger than You He, but in the ancient martial arts world, cultivation is respected. Is Zhong Weili any weaker than You He?

Zhong Weili didn't look good either. He had lost the initiative and felt extremely uncomfortable, but he had no choice but to suppress his anger and said, "I think this is enough."

"If anyone refuses to sign, there will be no war today." Just as Zhong Weili finished speaking, Nie Fan's voice came down from the God of War Platform.

Zhong Weili couldn't help but clenched his fists behind his back. If Nie Fan hadn't been a corpse, he would have forcibly sealed the War God Platform and let Ling Wuya and him directly decide whether to live or die!

You He felt very happy. He had long been unhappy with the people of the dirty Snow Mountain World. Hearing this, he lazily said, "Then don't sign it. I'm just trying to find a little girl in the Snow Mountain to study my..."

Unique secret technique..."

Zhong Weili had never had such a bad experience, and his teeth were gritted. But looking at the sneer and confidence in Ling Zhongshen's eyes, he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, picked up the pen, and quickly signed on it.

gave his own name.

When You He saw it, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. As long as Zhong Wei left the contract and Nie Fan won, Xueshan would no longer have anything to do with Moshan, because in his opinion, Moshan's small world was completely irrelevant.

Maybe you can keep this bet!

When You He saw that he had finished signing, he immediately took the calligraphy treasure and asked for signatures one by one from the guests standing on the side of Moshan, and then went to the Lotus View.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, can we fight?" On the God of War stage, Ling Wuya looked at Nie Fan and said calmly and naturally.

Nie Fan nodded and said: "I said, I never leave any trouble." After saying that, the body exploded with a bang, blood mist filled the air, and the figure disappeared.

At the moment when the body exploded, everyone turned to the north and saw Nie Fan, who was dressed in green, as tall and tall as jade, walking through the void. Next to him, Yang Xuening was dressed in white, as beautiful as a fairy.

, spotless.

At this time, no matter where you are or what your heart is, you have to say that the two of them are really a perfect match.

The corners of Ling Zhongshen's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he looked ugly. His intended daughter-in-law was standing next to a man who was not his son, slapping him in the face no matter what, but he couldn't say a word at this time.

Zhong Weili's face didn't look much better either. This feast in their snow mountain was originally intended to marry Yang Xuening to Moshan, but Yang Xuening had already hooked up with Nie Fan. Their snow mountain, or rather his face, had almost lost its face.

Even though Wei Changyong and Ye Han had advanced cultivation, they felt hot at the moment, as if all the guests were looking at them.

This was indeed the case at this moment, and all the guests naturally thought of an ever-lasting cliché plot. A noble girl from a wealthy sect met a poor boy when she first came out of the palace. The two fell in love at first sight and were committed to each other for life. As a result, the sect looked down on the poor boy.

, in order to cut off her thoughts as soon as possible, he arranged a marriage for her as soon as possible, but the poor boy was unwilling to accept it and came to the door, and then a familiar and bloody scene would happen that never changed from his origin.

The expressions of the people below were changing, each with their own thoughts, but Ling Wuya above him always had a calm expression, as if he didn't care at all that his intended wife was now standing next to another man.

Nie Fan ignored the people below the God of War Platform, stepped into the God of War Platform with Yang Xuening, and stood opposite Ling Wuya.

When Ling Wuya saw Yang Xuening and Nie Fan entering the God of War Stage together, he frowned slightly, looked at Nie Fan and said, "What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Nie?"

"Let me tell you, this battle is meaningless to you." Nie Fan smiled and put one hand around Yang Xuening's waist.

Ling Wuya remained calm, looked at Yang Xuening, and said: "What do you like in him? In terms of identity, status, cultivation, and potential, I am your best choice. You will be the Snow God of the Snow Mountain, and I

He will also be the master of Moshan, and no one is more suitable than us."

Yang Xuening stood next to Nie Fan. She was pretty, cold and moving, her eyes were clear, and there was no trace of impurities. She heard the words and spoke softly, her voice as clear as an oriole's cry, and said: "Marry a chicken and follow the chicken."

In front of the ice mirror, Zhong Weili's face twitched slightly as he listened to these words. He felt that he had never been as embarrassed as he was today in his entire life.

Ling Zhongshen's eyes flashed sharply, and he even thought of giving up the Ice God Art, because if he brought this shame back to Moshan, I wonder if he could continue to be the master of Moshan and the big shots above.

Will you slap him to death?

The guesses in the minds of all the guests were confirmed, and they felt extremely comfortable. The more they got into the theater mood, the weirder their eyes were on the snow-capped mountains, and many people almost laughed out loud.

"Tsk, tsk..." You He took a sip of wine in his mouth and sighed, "If I had known that there were women like this in the snowy mountains, old man, I would have come to the snowy mountains to rob people.

"

Everyone paid no attention to You He at this time. They all stared at the two men and one woman who came from Bingjing. The man from a noble family competed with the poor boy for the noble girl. Even if they had lived a long time, they still loved to see this scene.

Ling Wuya's face still showed no trace of fluctuation, he looked at Yang Xuening and said, "What if I kill him?"

Yang Xuening blinked her big eyes and said: "Marry a chicken and follow the chicken."

With a smile on his face, Nie Fan listened to Yang Xuening repeating "Marry the chicken, follow the chicken", and his heart was a little ups and downs unconsciously. Moreover, his soul actually had a strange feeling of growing stronger.

Ling Wuya's expression finally changed, and he looked at Nie Fan with a cold look: "Do you plan to use women as a shield, Fellow Daoist Nie?"

"I just want to tell you that it is meaningless for you to fight with me," Nie Fan retracted Yang Xuening's hand from his waist, his expression calmed down, and said, "But it is very interesting for me to fight with you."

As Nie Fan spoke, he turned to look at Yang Xuening. Yang Xuening looked at him, pursed her lips, and said softly: "Be careful."

Nie Fan nodded and said, "Don't worry."

Yang Xuening glanced at Ling Wuya again, then retreated, as graceful as an immortal, and walked out of the God of War Platform.

"Open the God of War Platform!" When Ling Zhongshen in front of the ice mirror saw Yang Xuening retreating, he quickly said to Zhong Weili in front of him without caring about his face.

When Zhong Weili heard this, he secretly took a sip and immediately activated the War God Platform.

Some calm people shook their heads secretly. Ling Zhongshen and Zhong Weili had made Nie Fan confused and lost his sense of proportion.

The white light of the God of War Stage lit up from all sides and was quickly covered again, sealing Nie Fan and Ling Wuya inside.

"Do you need me to give you time to recover?" Ling Wuya, who was on the side of the God of War Stage, looked at Nie Fan and said.

Nie Fan was unmoved and said, "Has your mind stabilized?"

Ling Wuya was not in a hurry at the moment, and his face regained its spring breeze. He looked at Nie Fan and said, "Haha, it seems that Fellow Daoist Nie's will is stronger than I thought."

Nie Fan knows that many people think that because he has achieved such a high level of cultivation in such a short period of time, he must have a poor mental state. Even if he is tough, he must have fatal flaws. In response to Ling Wuya's temptation, Nie Fan shook his head and said: "This method

You should be planning to use it against She You, right?"

"Yeah, but there's no chance." Ling Wuya said with a smile.

"It's of no use to me." Nie Fan said.

Ling Wuya remained motionless, standing on the God of War stage with flaws all over his body. He just looked at Nie Fan and said with a smile, "That's not necessarily the case."

Nie Fan knew that Ling Wuya believed that there was a flaw in his state of mind, and had no intention of caring about it. He stood there with his body like a sword, integrated with the heaven and earth, without any flaw, and said, "You can continue to try."

The people in front of Bingjing became inexplicably nervous. Everyone knew how powerful Ling Wuya was. When he was only half-step innate, he could fight with the strong men in the middle innate stage without defeat. Now that he has broken through to the mid innate stage, everyone can

One can imagine his terrifying combat power. As for Nie Fan, with his unbreakable innate cultivation, he overwhelmed the early innate warriors without the ability to fight back. He even killed She You with a corpse. You can also guess that.

His tyranny.

What kind of war would break out between these two people?

There was silence in front of the ice mirror, not even the sound of breathing. Everyone unconsciously suppressed the beating of their hearts and stared at the two people in the ice mirror without blinking.

When Ling Wuya and Nie Fan confronted each other, neither of them made a move. Both of them could feel that this was a powerful opponent. Even the slightest flaw could be caught by the opponent and put him to death.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Ling Wuya's eyes were full of stars and he rushed towards Nie Fan.

At the same time, Nie Fan's hair fluttered, his fists were covered by golden light, and he faced Ling Wuya.

Bang bang bang

The two people collided together like lightning. Their figures flickered, almost teleporting. They moved at extremely fast speeds on the God of War Platform. They struck at each other forcefully and decisively, causing the God of War Platform to shine again and increase the power of the mask.

.

boom

The two of them fought hard, pushed away in a flash, and stood on both sides of the God of War stage, facing each other with indifferent expressions.

Just for a few moments, the hearts of everyone in front of the ice mirror were tangled together. It was completely unlike the battle between Nie Fan and She You just now. The two of them were so powerful that they reached another level, causing the God of War Platform to automatically upgrade its protection.

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Nie Fan and Ling Wuya looked at each other, and suddenly the two of them moved again, approaching quickly and attacking with force.
Chapter completed!