Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

As the chief true disciple of Xuanbing Holy Land, one of the Four Holy Lands, Han Bingsheng doesn't think there is any problem in calling all people who are not from Holy Land Xiaoxiao.

If there is a problem, it is also the other party's problem.

Although the Four Holy Lands strictly prohibit formal disciples from participating in worldly affairs, if others come to provoke them, they can use their swords.

Han Bingsheng has been waiting for such an opportunity, otherwise there is no need to waste the strength that is frozen for thousands of miles...

"spit!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm hit his face, breaking Han Bingsheng's illusion, and also pressed his pride to the ground and rubbed it hard.

It was not only his pride that was rubbing, but also his body.

The grass mud horse didn't know when it had pinned it down to the ground with four hooves, and spat wildly on its angular, crystal-clear face...

Not far away, the proud and proud man also showed admiration.

He thought to himself, "Brother Nima is still as strong as ever. Anyone who shows off in front of him will have only one ending, and that is to be spat in the face!"

"Beast, this Holy Son will turn you into an ice sculpture and keep you as a decoration for the rest of your life!"

Han Bingsheng was so anxious that his heart almost collapsed.

He was stunned for a moment, but that didn't mean he had no strength.

The mark of ice between the eyebrows suddenly appeared, and Zun not far away couldn't help but shuddered, and fled three miles away without loyalty.

It's not right to say that it has no loyalty. It wants to ensure the safety of the benefactor who is making a breakthrough in the soul space.

In addition, I have enough confidence in Brother Ni Ma.

With Brother Ni Ma's bravery, how could he be afraid of this mere severe cold?

"Hey, I was frozen into an ice sculpture..."

Looking up, Zun felt the cat's face burning with pain.

"boom!"

Han Bingsheng kicked the ice sculpture on his body to the ground, stood up and rubbed his bruised ribs. While his hatred became stronger, he also felt a little afraid of this strange and ugly creature.

"If I ask you to turn into an ice sculpture, you will only be an ice sculpture for the rest of your life..."

The solid ice suddenly shattered, and the mud horse shook the ice particles on its body, blinking its big cute eyes with a refreshing look on its face.

"spit!"

Suddenly, Cao Ni Ma came.

The saliva splashed at an extremely fast speed. As expected of an ice player, Han Bingsheng instinctively pointed and said, "Freeze!"

I was really frozen, and my saliva instantly turned into ice cubes.

"Pa!" It hit him hard on the forehead, causing a calf to bulge.

Miscalculation, speed did not slow down, he did not dodge...

He can't even dodge. The advantage of Xuanbing Holy Land's technique lies in defense, but in terms of speed, it can only be said to be slightly lacking.

"Master, don't blame me, my disciple is going to kill today!"

The dignified chief true disciple of Xuanbing Holy Land, whose status is second only to the Holy Lord, Holy Son, Elder of Destiny, Holy Land Protector, direct disciple...etc., how can he be repeatedly humiliated?

"Xuanji Ice Blade!"

He raised his hands above his head in the air, and the surrounding ice shattered, turning into countless ice swords and flying into the air.

"cut!"

The hand speed of the man who has been single for a hundred years changed rapidly, leaving only a series of shadows, and finally the hand was fixed on the mythical beast Cao Mu Ma.

The overwhelming ice swords swept over, and it felt like the return of thousands of swords to the clan.

Brother Ni Ma, who was not aware of the danger at all, was still blinking his big innocent eyes and looking up at the sky.

The sharp blades are infinitely magnified in his eyes...

"Grass mud horse, be careful!"

"Get out of the way!"

The Lord, who was watching the battle from a distance, roared loudly, still underestimating the Holy Land. The strength of an ordinary disciple is probably still higher than that of the Soul Emperor.

But with Brother Ni Ma's speed, if you want to dodge, you can definitely dodge.

It's a pity that it has no intention of evading...

Because I raised my head, I may have accidentally seen the sun.

"Ahhh!!!"

Unable to hold back, I sneezed.

This is not an ordinary sneeze, its neck is very long, thin at the top and thick at the bottom.

A huge airflow is compressed from below, and the pressure increases as it goes upward.

When it erupted from the mouth, a terrifying pressure was released, and the space was slightly distorted.

Under the pressure, the ice blades blessed by ice energy turned into tiny crystals and fell down one after another.

Under the reflection of the sun, a rainbow was also produced...

The rainbow was in the shape of an arch bridge, and the end happened to fall on Han Bingsheng's body. The red, orange, yellow, green, indigo, and purple colors, full of hope, reflected neatly on his white hair.

The cyan below also creeps onto the angular face.

At this moment, his head was green and his face was livid.

This is the Xuanji Ice Blade. Master said that once it is ready, it can instantly kill the masters of ten sects with one strike.

Just like this, this monster with a three-quarter length and a cute look was completely shattered by a sneeze...

He said he couldn't accept it!

Now he feels a little regretful. Wasn't he just destroying some icebergs outside the Holy Land?

What a big deal, why bother with this cat... He didn't know anything about it, he had never seen such a creature.

The cat demon seems to call it "Grass Mud Horse". I feel that this name is a bit unfriendly.

If only I had a gentler attitude and showed the tolerance that a Holy Land disciple should have.

The other party probably won't spit on him, and there won't be any subsequent friction.

How did he know that no matter how good his attitude is, as long as he is seen by this mythical beast, he will spit in a friendly manner...

Along the way, because of Brother Nima's special way of greeting him, Zun and he were either fighting or on the way to fight.

It might be too late to apologize now, but unfortunately he couldn't.

At this moment, he represents the majesty of Xuanbing Holy Land.

But it's still okay to show goodwill, "Awesome, let's not fight or get along..."

Before he finished speaking, Cao Ni Ma had already appeared in front of Han Bingsheng.

Use your long neck to throw him over the shoulder!

Then he stepped firmly on his four hooves and continued to spit.

"How dare you harm innocent people under the clear sky and broad daylight, you evil beast!"

Two figures flew in the sky, approaching from far away.

The strong smell of books hits my face, and I can tell that I have read a lot of books.

The person who came was none other than Huang Shu and Yan Ruyu, brothers and sisters who were making alliances everywhere, the two great masters of Confucianism.

Yue Chaoqun deceived Huang Shu and asked him to connect the righteous sects and the ten empires.

When Qingluan Peak gathers, they simultaneously fight against the so-called immortals.

Huang Shu agreed on the surface, but he also had his own Xiao Jiujiu in his heart. How could a scholar be so scheming?

He not only contacted the above forces, but also pulled the four holy places into this vortex.

Anyway, their sect leader and master is dead, why don’t we all die together...

The first stop of the Holy Land, Xuanbing Holy Land!

The Holy Land is not that easy to enter. He was thinking about how to enter the Ice Holy Land along the way.

Isn't this a coincidence?

Zhengchou was wondering how to establish some friendship with Xuanbing Holy Land, and the opportunity came to his door.

Looking at the clothing of the person being attacked, you can tell that he is a disciple of Xuanbing Holy Land.

If you save the disciples of the Holy Land, wouldn't it be equivalent to getting a ticket to the Ice Holy Land?