Cold snow fell from the sky, gathering away the wings of ice.

Man Teng was defeated, a perfect ice sculpture, lifelike.

"Slow down, slow down."

Jian Nan and Su Yu had already stepped onto the stage and carefully lifted Man Teng... down.

The two of them didn't dare to use too much force, for fear that if they exerted force, the big man would break into ice slag.

Hanxue was kind-hearted and took away the ice.

Man Teng could only move now. He was trembling all over, his eyebrows were still covered with a layer of frost, and his mouth was purple with cold. He was used to seeing his tough appearance, but this was the first time he saw him... such a cowardly little sheep.

"Are you satisfied?"

Su Yu and Jian Nan poked Man Teng, one on the left and the other on the right.

Seeing that the big guy was so stunned, the two of them even lit a fire, a blazing fire.

"I'm convinced."

Man Teng covered himself with a quilt and squatted by the fire to warm himself.

While warming himself by the fire, he didn't forget to glance at Han Xue, with the fear in his eyes that was hard to conceal.

"Seeing him get beaten makes me relieved."

Mr. Chen Xuan stroked his beard and said these serious words.

Zhao Yun glanced sideways at the old man, "You are so arrogant that I have provoked you."

This caused me to lose money.

Old Chen Xuan took a deep breath, and his face was already full of black lines.

Zhao Yun looked at it, with a meaningful look on his face, and felt a little pity for the old man. His aim was so accurate that everyone would lose money. This was no longer a matter of luck, it was obviously a defect in his character!

"Liu Ruyue, Xiyue, come on stage."

Wu Xuantong glanced at Man Teng and spoke again.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Liu Ruyue and Youlan appeared on the stage together, their temperaments were somewhat similar, both were cold and indifferent.

Zhao Yun sat up straight. The two were equally powerful in battle, but he didn't know whether Youlan would reveal his secrets. Rashomon's killer had hidden his strength from beginning to end, probably because he was afraid that outsiders would see it.

Youlan didn't say a word, just looked at Liu Ruyue quietly.

There were three orders from above, the first was to hibernate the Tianzong; the second was to steal the Scripture Pavilion, and the third was to assassinate, and the target she assassinated was the body of the Heavenly Spirit. Zhao Yun did not know about this.

Zhao Yun didn't even know, let alone Liu Ruyue.

Liu Ruyue only knew that this junior sister named Xiyue was hostile to her.

A woman's intuition is always very accurate. Youlan was indeed hostile to her, firstly because of the assassination order, and secondly because of Zhao Yun. Not only was Liu Ruyue a heavenly spirit, she was also Zhao Yun's fiancée.

"What are you looking at? Fight!" someone below shouted.

The reason was that the two of them were like wooden stakes, looking at each other like that and not moving for a long time.

Pound! Dang!

Among the noise, these two sounds were particularly crisp and bright.

I don’t know which two people were the ones who threw something on the stage.

What are they? Two iron rods, the black ones, which made a loud bang when they hit the ground.

At the same moment, Liu Ruyue and Youlan glanced sideways, looking at Su Yu and Jian Nan.

That's right, those two were the ones who threw things on the stage. They threw the iron rods and pretended not to know anything. They were squatting in front of the fire with Man Teng, who was warming his head over the fire?

cough....!

Yang Feng and Zi Yan all coughed dryly and sat down to the side.

This series of actions clearly stated: We don't know them.

"How many years does it take for someone of this caliber to be born?"

The old guys looked disappointed and took a look at the two goods, and even Zhao Yun took them with them.

"shameless."

"Scumbag."

The beautiful eyes of the female disciples were all on fire again.

The female elder's face wasn't necessarily very pretty either, with black lines running wildly across her cheeks.

What kind of trend is this?

When a female disciple comes on stage, do you throw an iron rod?

This is no longer just a matter of martial ethics, this is simply shameless!

"Senior brother, I really taught you a good disciple."

Yunfeng and Yuxin Peak Master said coldly, they were looking at Su Yu and Jiannan's masters.

The two old men laughed in unison.

This...is not what we taught. If you want to blame...well...if you want to blame it, blame Ji Hen.

Zhao Yun simply buried his head, took a small spiritual bead, exhaled a breath of immortal energy, and wiped it again and again. It's not my fault. It's my fault. I don't have martial ethics, but I still want to be ashamed.

"Why is it still so cold!" Man Teng shivered.

He was the purest person in the whole room. He didn't know where the cool breeze came from, blowing in waves, maybe... he was too close to Jian Nan and Su Yu, and even suffered the aftermath of the cannibalistic looks from both pairs.

clank!

The sound of swords suddenly sounded, drawing everyone's attention to the battle stage.

Liu Ruyue and Youlan have started fighting. One has a strange movement and the other looks like a ghost. It is difficult to catch the truth. Two black shadows are seen... running back and forth on the stage, and sometimes there is the sound of swords clashing with each other.

I don’t know why:

Everyone present felt that the two iron rods on the stage...were the protagonists.

After all, we still have to watch the war.

For example, the one who doesn't talk about martial arts is very serious and really wants to see if Youlan can use her secrets. If she doesn't use her secrets, she can't beat Liu Ruyue. Once she does, she will probably be exposed.

The answer...is no.

Youlan is not stupid, and she doesn't dare to stand out in public.

Again, she came to Tianzong to do a mission, and her ranking is not important.

Just because it wasn't important, she hid it.

It was precisely because she was hiding and tucking that she was at a disadvantage everywhere.

In the twentieth round, she sheathed her sword and said indifferently, "I... give up."

After saying that, she turned around and walked off the stage, just going through the motions. After going through the motions, she could just go down and rest. Today was a competition, and if it was just her and Liu Ruyue, it would be a fight to the death.

"Wu Nian, Qing Yao, come on stage." Wu Xuantong shouted.

After saying that, he also folded his sleeves and put away two iron rods. These two rods were very eye-catching when placed on the stage.

"Here we come." Wu Nian provoked with one step.

Su Yu's quick eyesight and quick hands pulled him back again, "Be gentle."

"Well."

Wu Nian chuckled and Ma Liu jumped onto the stage.

Su Yu didn't believe it, and reminded him again, this little bald man really didn't know what it meant to show mercy to a woman, so he slapped the female senior sister away. For this, he also received a lot of scolding.

Qingyao also appeared on stage.

To be honest, when I saw that little bald head, I felt unnatural all over.

I still remember that the beautiful senior sister flew all the way out of the battlefield and hit the mountain. She was seriously injured and was limping when she came back. She didn't want to be the second one.

Zheng...!

The sound of the piano sounded quickly, melodious and graceful.

A Qinglian song by Qingyao is pleasing to the eyes and ears, and the sound of the piano is as clanging as the sound of a sword.

"The sound of your piano has no effect on me."

Xiao Wu Nian crushed the battle platform with one step and attacked, resisting with his body.

The sound of the piano and the light of the sword were sharp, but when they hit him, it was like hitting a steel plate, and there was only fire. Not to mention severely damaging his body, even the body-protecting essence could not be broken, and the clanging sound was endless.

Seeing this, Qingyao stood up with her sword and flew away.

Although Wu Nian was small, he was fast. He caught up with him in a few steps and slapped him with a palm.
To be continued...