Eternal First Immortal Sect

The middle-aged man's voice was very loud. Chen Xi was not far from where he was, so he could hear it clearly. He frowned slightly, then looked up.

Chen Xi was actually not satisfied with Huang Quan's slaughter.

But when do you need an outsider to educate your own disciple?

Do you have any opinion on what I just said? The middle-aged man snorted coldly, his spiritual sense was very sharp, and he said directly to Chen Xi.

Humph!

Chen Xi couldn't bear to be arrogant in front of someone, so he snorted coldly and hummed the words to run on his own.

A very mysterious force exploded in the air, and then suddenly hit the middle-aged man's body.

Pfft! The middle-aged man couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were also severely injured.

Shut your stinky mouth, okay? Chen Xi smiled when he saw this.

The middle-aged man's heart was extremely shocked. What kind of expert this man was, he actually hurt himself with just a cold snort.

The middle-aged man knew that he was not Chen Xi's opponent, so he didn't speak, just lowered his head silently, and then clenched his fist tightly.

The terrifying killing intent was wildly conceived in the eyes of the middle-aged man, but because he lowered his head, he did not let others find it.

But even so, what happened here still attracted the attention of many people.

The Sect Master of Ba Dao Sect glanced at Chen Xi in astonishment, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He is still a little clear about the strength of the middle-aged man, although there is a big gap with himself, but if he is seriously injured with a cold hum, even he can't do it.

The lord of the Heavenly Emperor's Sect really has two brushes. The sect master of Ba Daomen narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of jealousy towards Chen Xi in his heart.

After Chen Xi finished teaching the middle-aged man, he slowly recovered and continued to watch the arena below.

After Huang Quan heard Chen Xi's order, his attack was indeed restrained a lot, and he was no longer as brutal as before.

But it is still full of murderous spirit. Although it will not kill you, if you are attacked by Huang Quan, serious injuries are inevitable.

How can this guy be so strong! Many disciples gathered together, and they looked at Huang Quan with horror.

Huang Quan's expression didn't change in the slightest. Even if he gathered together, it was just a piece of loose sand. What kind of climate could it be?

Huang Quan still went his own way. He entered the crowd alone, and the power of terror was contained in each of his moves.

Bang!

Crack!

boom!

Disciples kept being knocked into the air by Huang Quan, and then fell outside the arena.

In just over ten minutes, Huang Quan swept all the opponents in the arena.

What a bunch of trash. Huang Quan put his arms on his chest, and his tone was full of ridicule.

Pfft!

Those disciples who were defeated by Huang Quan were seriously injured. Now, after hearing Huang Quan's ridicule, it was even more difficult to suppress their injuries, and they spit out a large mouthful of blood.

At the No. 3 arena where Huang Quan is located, no one can stand at this moment.

Even the referee from Fengxueshan looked at Huang Quan with a look of fear, and his heart was shocked.

Huang Quan's performance just now has completely surpassed the referee's imagination.

It is estimated that even if it is me, it should not be his opponent. The referee took a deep breath and said to himself in his heart.

After Huang Quan knocked all his opponents into the air, he slowly walked out of the arena.

A thousand disciples were all defeated by Huang Quan, and he became the only one who advanced in Arena 3.

Huang Quan's incomparably domineering performance naturally attracted the attention of many people.

The contemporary descendant of Ba Daomen also looked at Huang Quan with a solemn expression, and a deep fear flashed in his eyes.

This guy is so strong! The Domineering Sect disciple held a long sword in his hand, and he was a little bit afraid of Huang Quan's existence, and he was not sure about Huang Quan's victory.

Chen Xi looked away from Huang Quan, and then slowly looked at Lin Qianxue.

Compared with Huang Quan's unparalleled domineering, Chu Yun's gentle and elegant, Lin Qianxue's display is the ultimate coldness.

I saw that no one within ten feet of Lin Qianxue dared to approach her, and those who approached Lin Qianxue before had all turned into lifelike ice sculptures.

Lin Qianxue just stood on the spot, but it brought a huge sense of oppression to everyone. She was like a piece of mysterious ice that would not melt for a thousand years, and the others shivered.

Damn, isn't it summer now? Why is it so cold! A disciple sneezed slowly, hugged his shoulders tightly, and said to himself.

This disciple was relatively far away from Lin Qianxue, and those who were closer to Lin Qianxue were frozen to the ground at this moment, unable to move at all.

Junior Brother Huang's side has ended the battle, and I can't be too far behind him. Lin Qianxue turned her head to look at Arena No. 3, but found that there was no one there at the moment, so she muttered to herself.

The next second, Lin Qianxue slowly put away her aura, and then silently took a step forward, her black hair fluttering in the wind, reflecting her like a goddess.

The world is frozen! Lin Qianxue slowly opened her mouth, and then spit out these four words.

After Lin Qianxue re-entered the realm of Martial Emperor, some of the martial arts that she had practiced in the past could already be used again.

However, this move to freeze the world does not belong to any martial skill or secret book, but a kind of innate magical power that is naturally derived after her Xuanbing Holy Body slowly awakened.

In the world, a terrifying cold air burst out directly from Lin Qianxue's body, instantly sweeping the audience.

Countless snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, and then fell into the arena.

A very astonishing sight appeared. Those snowflakes froze in the air before they even landed.

From where Lin Qianxue stood, rows of huge ice suddenly appeared under her feet, and then swept across the entire arena in an instant.

Okay... it's so cold! A contemporary descendant of a fourth-rate sect suddenly held his breath, and then murmured subconsciously.

Countless icy cold air slowly condensed in the air, and then quickly attached to all the disciples in the arena.

Before the disciples could react, their bodies were completely frozen and turned into countless exquisite ice sculptures.

Next to Arena No. 8, the elder Fengxueshan who served as the referee found a thick cotton jacket from somewhere, and then put it directly on his body.

But even so, he was still shivering, and even sneezed several times in succession.

Frozen... I'm freezing to death! The referee said in a trembling voice, and there were even a lot of small frost between his eyebrows.