An iceberg, thousands of feet high, pointing straight into the sky, condensed out of thin air.
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. The huge mushroom cloud that had made people panic before turned into an ice age in the blink of an eye, and a bone-chilling cold wave swept across it. This was too hard to accept, both mentally and visually.
"What...what is going on?"
"Bingbing...iceberg? How come there are icebergs?"
"Someone is coming quickly... inform all the elders quickly."
Discussions arose in an uproar, and everyone felt anxious and uneasy, especially Dong Huizuo, Zhao Kuangyi, and some disciples of the Fantasy Alliance.
A group of elders came here after hearing the news, but they all stayed in place.
Kakakka~~!
Kaka~~! Kakaka~~!
A crisp sound came with the wind, and a gap suddenly opened in the center of the clear blue iceberg. The gap was like an awakening giant sting, and began to spread crazily around, greedily occupying the entire iceberg bit by bit.
boom!
In the blink of an eye, the iceberg collapsed.
Gulu!
Thousands of disciples in Lin Nan Square were stunned when they saw this heroic scene, and they all spat at the mouth.
The iceberg collapsed completely, shattering millions of ice crystals, like cracked eggshells, scattered on the surrounding ground, and a strong cold current swept across the entire place.
Waves of wolf smoke rose and filled the air.
When the smoke gradually became thinner, the figure of the list was vaguely visible in the center of the iceberg.
"Is there anyone?"
Everyone was staring at the thin figure with fascination. Their hearts were now in chaos. Xiao Luan's self-destruction caused a strong explosion, which had made them confused, but at least they could understand it.
But he had no understanding or concept of the sudden iceberg.
The smoke completely dissipated, revealing a thin young man with black hair and a cold face. He held a blood-colored red gold knife in his hand. A cold air visible to the naked eye was rising all over his body. Within a radius of 100 meters, white snow was falling one after another.
In the young man's arms, there was a delicate woman. The woman was in ragged clothes, her skin was torn, and she fell into a coma and fell asleep.
This woman is actually Xiao Luan.
"Who is this person?"
"What's going on?"
"Didn't this woman blow herself up?"
"Based on the explosion just now, it should have been wiped out long ago."
A group of people were discussing crazily, and while they were discussing, more and more people were timid, their feet were trembling, and they tried their best to move back.
This young man brought them a kind of fear, like a demon from the Nine Netherworld.
"Mu...Mu Wenxuan?" A low roar suddenly sounded in the crowd. Dong Huizuo's eyes were red and he stared at the figure in front of him, and he was frightened.
When Zhao Kuangyi heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Brother Dong...you said...who do you think he is? Is he Mu Wenxuan?"
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, let me get out of here..." Dong Huizuo was already in a state of stupidity. Ever since the two of them lost the duel at Lin Nan's university ceremony last time, he had developed feelings for Mu Wenxuan.
Fear from within.
Especially with the power of the iceberg just now, how long will it take if we don’t run now?
Dong Huizuo ignored the strange looks around him. After turning around, he spread his legs and ran away. The fear on his face was already a bit ferocious.
The young man was Mu Wenxuan, and he was holding a red blood sword in one hand.
Standing in the middle of the iceberg, Mu Wenxuan lowered his head and looked at Xiao Luan in his arms. Regret grew in his heart: "Sister Xiao Luan, thank you, thank you for protecting Xiao Tiaozi. I have really made you suffer these days. I will leave the rest to you."
Give it to me and I will avenge you."
"The stars move, the second level is ethereal."
With a murmur, he raised his head proudly and looked at Dong Huizuo who had fled. Mu Wenxuan's whole body was shaking vaguely, as if there was a stream of light that was imperceptible to the naked eye, rushing out quickly.
bump!!
Dong Huizuo ran away quickly. Suddenly he felt confused and bumped into someone. He stopped and took a few steps back. Already panicking, he started to curse without even raising his head: "What kind of dog dared to block it?"
Uncle Lu, get out of my way quickly, or I..."
Otherwise I...
At this point, Dong Huizuo was speechless. He raised his head and looked at the figure in front of him, his lips began to tremble up and down.
"Mu...Mu...Mu Wenxuan?"
The figure in front of Dong Huizuo was undoubtedly Mu Wenxuan. He was terrified in his heart. He didn't notice it at all. How could this speed be possible?
When everyone saw this scene, they were all shocked and turned their heads suddenly, only to see Mu Wenxuan still standing under the broken iceberg, with the sleeping Xiao Luan in his arms.
"Two Mu Wenxuans, what's going on?"
For a moment, the entire audience was in an uproar. Two Mu Wenxuans appeared at the same time. This is incredible, right?
The clone Yayuan and the Star Realm do exist, but they are rare and special Yayuan. But the most important question is, isn't Mu Wenxuan the Ice Yayuan?
Puff puff puff!!!
"Uhhh!! Ahhhhh~!!"
A roar and red blood all over the sky interrupted the confusion in everyone's hearts. Dong Huizuo fell to his knees with a thump. Bones were visible everywhere on his wrists, ankles and limbs, making people look horrified.
"You dare...you dare to hurt me? How dare you hurt me?"
Dong Huizuo rolled on the ground repeatedly, his expression extremely ferocious: "I am the leader of the Fantasy Alliance, an elite disciple of the outer courtyard, how dare you hurt me..."
Whoosh! Boom!
A gust of wind, an arm, flew up into the sky.
The red-blooded broadsword had already fallen. As it rose and fell, Dong Huizuo's right arm was chopped off alive.
"The first sword is for my disciple."
Mu Wenxuan spoke coldly, his eyes full of contempt, and raised the red blood sword again.
"No...don't...don't...ah!!!" Dong Huizuo was completely frightened. He was rolling and squirming on the ground. The fear in his eyes was extremely high. Mu Wenxuan standing in front of him was like a hell.
Shura.
Whoosh! Boom!
With a sharp blast, the other arm also broke and opened.
"The second knife is for Sister Xiao Luan."
"Uh! Brother Mu, Uncle Mu, I was wrong. Don't kill me. I am the prince of the empire. As long as you don't kill me, you can choose the glory and wealth you want. As long as I have it, I will satisfy you." Dong Huizuo was completely satisfied this time.
Terrified, he rolled to the ground and began to cry begging.
"You...must die!!!!"
Mu Wenxuan looked coldly at Dong Huizuo, who was like a dead dog. There was no pity or wavering in his eyes, only bottomless murderous intent and anger.
"Uncle Mu, don't...don't kill me...don't..."
Plop!!!
A golden light suddenly appeared, fell from the sky, and penetrated directly into Dong Huizuo's chest, killing him instantly with one blow.
The whole audience was stunned, and the disciples all stepped back. A five-finger peak disciple was killed like a fly in the blink of an eye. This was still in Lin Nan Academy. This has never happened in a hundred years.
things.
"How far has this person reached..."
Mu Wenxuan suddenly raised his head, glanced across the audience in an instant, and his eyes fell on Zhao Kuangyi.