Frost Habitat and Cold Moon

The moment Chen Jishuang heard the clear voice of the Kunlun boy, the human sword melted into one body and stabbed straight at Zheng Chengsi.

Zheng Chengsi rushed to block with his horizontal sword, and followed Chen Jueshuang's sword to release his strength to the side.

Chen Jueshuang swept across with his legs, and at the moment Zheng Chengsi held the sword to block, he quickly changed his move, pointed his left hand towards Zheng Chengsi's throat, and held "Aoxue" in his right hand, chanting: "The strong wine is at the throat and the sword is at the waist. "

Zheng Chengsi broke up and stopped, and changed his face for a while: "Is it the 'Chaos Yunjuxia' sword technique? Uncle Song actually has an heir?!"

Chen Jishuang moved swiftly with his sword, emptiness and emptiness, bringing out a chaotic light like awns in the vague and uncertain figure.Like chasing smoke waves, like jealous willows floating.

Zheng Chengsi resorted to Huashan's "peeking through a thousand feet" sword formula, to get rid of the emptiness and keep a little bit of true energy, and hit Chen Jushuang's Tanzhong acupoint.

"You and I are all lonely." "Aoxue" walked around "Liyan" for a circle, from Chen Jueshuang's right hand to his left hand, the sword was like a coiling dragon, twisting around the body of "Liyan".

Zheng Chengsi spun along with the sword: "Do you want to win Huashan Zhengtong by relying on miscellaneous learning? The reason why Zhengtong is called 'Zhengtong' is because the predecessors of the past dynasties worked hard to pick out the impurities and extract the essence. With the strength of one person, it is a vain attempt to counter With the long history of the Huashan School, you must be overestimating yourself!"

"If you only talk about 'Li Yan', you might already be the best in Mount Hua." Chen Jishuang stood upright the blade with his left hand, and went straight up along the blade with his right hand.The light and shadow of Xue Liang's sword appeared alternately, and Chen Yushuang used the second style of the "Chaos Clouds" sword technique, "If you win, you will sing loudly, if you lose, you will rest".

The hair crown on Zheng Chengsi's head cracked at the sound.He smiled disconsolately, his right hand burst open, and blood flowed down the "Liyan" sword, dripping onto the ring.

Chen Yushuang's fourth trick has arrived, "right and wrong, honor and disgrace are irrelevant."Chen Yushuang's body rises with the intent of the sword, drifts and unwinds with the transformation, and Hao Tangtang Wuxin is always in charge.

"Aoxue" passed under Zheng Chengsi's jaw, and finally stopped in front of his heart.But the majestic and mighty sword intent, like a giant cloud cover, chasing dragons soaring into the sky, stirred in Zheng Chengsi's heart for a long time.Zheng Chengsi covered his heart and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"I lost. I didn't expect you to be so proficient in using 'Chaos Yunjuxia'. The sword intent and the state of mind are integrated. Uncle Song must have put a lot of thought into it." Zheng Chengsi raised his sleeve and wiped away the blood stains around his mouth. .

Chen Yushuang picked up the scabbard and took it to Aoxue: "I learned it secretly. I don't know what orthodoxy is, but you Huashan faction have distracting thoughts in your mind, and you are so interested in right and wrong. I am afraid that you will live up to the good intentions of your predecessors." After he finished speaking, he cupped his hands and jumped back to the Demon Cult camp.The entire auditorium of the Devil's Cult erupted with excitement.

Among the famous people watching the battle on the high platform, there was one who expressed regret: "It's a pity, an excellent martial arts genius, but he joined the Demon Cult and grew up in a filthy place. What a pity!"

"Why is the Devil's Cult so filthy? I'm afraid it's much cleaner than you guys? Have you felt the arrogance of Chen Yushuang's sword? Which sect of your righteous school has such a mind and tolerance?" ?”

"A young man with a good heart would disdain to participate in this battle of fame and fortune, right? I am a martial artist, and I am righteous, so how can I compare with evil spirits? What a joke!"

"Is this the righteous way's so-called excuse for the masters of the martial arts not to go to the competition? It is because they are afraid that they will lose face by being beaten by young people from our demon sect! Haha!"

"How do you think those bastards of your Demon Cult are more noble than us? It's not a shame to send some juniors to die!"

"Chen Yushuang defeated the orthodox successor of the Huashan School with the back-to-nature swordsmanship of an abandoned disciple who had stolen it. This slap was a great slap! It really suits my little old man's heart. I really like this child."

"Old man Qian, people need to know how to keep their mouths shut. For a person with a long life span, the tree in front of the tomb should be graceful now, right?"

"It's a pity! There is no holiday, old man Zheng. You should sincerely pray to God for a long life, instead of being jealous that the little old man lived longer than you!"

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"Okay! Shut up!" Lin Enshan replied back to the tea cover, "Everyone has a personal grievance, please resolve it yourself. Kunlun will be in charge of me for a day, and you will not be allowed to run wild here."

Seeing that the leader of the martial arts alliance got angry, the elders who were invited to watch the battle from the righteous and demon factions blamed and complained to each other, got up and left the high seat.

Zheng Chengsi, who came down from the arena, was slapped in the face by the head of Huashan who came forward and said, "I can't even handle the rough sword moves of the master-stealer. Go back to the Jiange and face the wall for three months. Copy the Huashan sword formula a thousand times!"

Zheng Chengsi knew that this was the head of Huashan sect trying to regain face for Huashan sect, so he bowed his hands and apologized: "It is the disciple who is not good at learning and has dishonored the master's face, thank you for the teaching, I will devote myself to re-learning the sword art when I return to the sect. "

The face of the head of the Huashan School looked a little better at this time, and he told him in a low voice: "Go back and study his sword skills carefully, and sooner or later you will have a chance to become famous!"

He gave Zheng Chengsi a meaningful look, then hurriedly stepped back to the high platform again, and exchanged a dozen polite greetings with Lin Enshan, the leader of the martial arts alliance, with a smile on his face.

In the end, he left in a hurry and led a group of Huashan disciples down the mountain.

A huge demon god ushered in the Demon Cult sub-forum.

The demon god was covered in bandages, but he still ate meat and drank heavily, no one dared to persuade him.

The main altar leader of the branch altar waited anxiously for this moody and supreme lord, and at the same time reported to Huang Suhui, the left protector of the main altar of the Demon Sect, as ordered.

When Huang Suhui got the news, he rushed over immediately.After entering the door, he didn't have time to drink even a sip of water, so he rushed into Bai Yuanfeng's room.

Seeing Bai Yuanfeng who was still in good spirits despite being injured all over his body, Huang Suhui breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to swear, but he saw the sub-altar master who didn't know what to do and followed him in, so he had to kneel down on one knee, Gritting his teeth, he shouted: "Blessings for the future of the leader! The subordinates are ordered to welcome the leader back to the main altar! Please, leader, be sure, yes, give me face, Islam!"

"En. Zuo Protector has worked hard, Zuo Protector, please." The voice was calm.

Huang Suhui raised his hand and waved away the altar master and his subordinates, stepped forward and snatched the wine glass from Bai Yuanfeng's hand: "You! You are very good, Bai Yuanfeng! You disappeared for seven days without saying a word! Come back It's all wounds! How many times have I warned you, don't go out alone with Chen Ranhuai! Why don't you listen!"

"Keep your voice down. Xiao Huai is still sleeping." Bai Yuanfeng plucked his numb ears, "I promise, I will never go out with him again in the future."

"Really?" Huang Suhui was skeptical.

"Really." Bai Yuanfeng tapped rhythmically on the table with his right hand, "I've thought about it, the position of High Priest of the Blood Alliance Sect has been idle for many years, I want to put Xiaohuai on it."

"Are you fucking crazy?!" Huang Suhui jumped his feet angrily, "Your rights are almost taken away by Chen Ranhuai. At this time, you don't take the time to take back your power, but continue to promote him to a high position. Consolidate power for him?! Are you sick!"

"The rights have been emptied? Ha, it's just a trick to deceive children. The ones he recruited are all mine." Bai Yuanfeng held up his chopsticks and ate the meat indifferently, "I'm not crazy. I just want to be with the martial arts. Before making the decision to make the alliance an enemy, let's try one last time to see if there is any possibility of saving him. It turns out that he really doesn't remember anything."

"Are you telling the truth?" Huang Su sat back beside Bai Yuanfeng, took an empty glass and poured a drink, "Why did you suddenly want to be an enemy of the Wulin League? And why did you put him in the priesthood?" In the position? In fact, it’s even better if he doesn’t remember anything like this.”

Bai Yuanfeng snatched Huang Suhui's full wine glass and poured it on the ground: "This pot is for me to pay homage to the dead. If you want to drink it, you can open a new one yourself."

Bai Yuanfeng really poured a cup on the ground and drank it himself, as if he was drinking with the dead.

Huang Suhui didn't ask any more questions, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables. Seeing that Bai Yuanfeng didn't stop him, he just silently accompanied Bai Yuanfeng to eat vegetables and watched Bai Yuanfeng drink.

Geng Leu made a clear ticking sound in the silence between the two.

"Now, the Wulin League and even the entire Wulin Zhengdao want his life. You let him be the priest of the Demon Cult. After all, it is to protect him." Huang Suhui took the lead to stop the chopsticks in his hand, "I just want to know What happened? Why did you suddenly change your temperament?"

"I suddenly became enlightened! I want to work hard to get to the top of power, step on the Wulin League and other sects that oppose me, and never stand up. As the head of the demon sect, what's wrong with doing this?"

"Don't be angry, it's not your character. Although you are respected as a demon king by everyone, I know that what you yearn for most in your heart is the martial arts alliance you hate the most. You have wanted to be a punishment for evil since you were young. A hero who promotes goodness and eliminates violence and peace."

"Stop talking! It's just nonsense when you were young and frivolous. These years, the dream should wake up." Bai Yuanfeng raised his head and drank another glass of wine, "I'm already my age, so I should Acknowledge the reality."

"It's a good thing to recognize reality and be pragmatic. But are you really determined to break the balance that Zhengmo has maintained for many years?"

"Balance?! Haha! Isn't this an illusion of our repeated concessions? Right now, I just want to save Yingxiang's life. I can't care about anything else. It's my brother's, so help me!"

"If you want to do it, I will help you!"

"Good brother!" Bai Yuanfeng smiled wearily, patted Huang Suhui on the shoulder, and drank another glass of wine.

In the first game of the final three days later, Chen Jueshuang faced Jiuhuamu Pingyu.

The first sentence in the opening is a sonorous and powerful sentence: "Within ten strokes, I will defeat you!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar on and off the stage.

"Proud!" Lin Enshan crushed a cup in public.

Zhou Yuheng sweated coldly offstage.He knew that before Chen Yushuang came to the stage, he swallowed the medicine to forcibly improve his inner strength.

Apart from defeating Mu Pingyu, he was more concerned with getting back the lost face for Hua Xieqiu.

"As long as you get rid of Mu Pingyu, the rest is under your control. I don't worry about you, and please trust me." Before taking the medicine, Chen Jishuang squatted on the window frame, leaving Zhou Yuheng alone. Kiss, "Don't forget, it's over, you take me home."

Chen Haoshuang didn't bring any weapons, and he faced Mu Pingyu's nine-section whip attack like a mad dog, neither dodging nor dodging, just attacking blindly.In the dense cold air, wrapped in the madness of the dead.

In the third move, Mu Pingyu had already strangled Chen Bashuang's single arm, but Chen Bashuang forcibly broke free and broke his ribs fiercely.

In the fifth move, Mu Pingyu whipped the nine-section whip in a circle, protecting his whole body and adopting a strict defensive posture.Chen Yushuang defended himself with one hand, but he broke his left arm and knocked Mu Pingyu's weapon into the air.

The whole audience erupted, and countless people shouted and counted: "The sixth move, the seventh move, the eighth move..."

Finally, at the end of the tenth move, Chen Baoshuang grabbed Mu Pingyu's left arm as he wished, and in Mu Pingyu's frightened eyes, he showed a sneer full of malice: "You really deserve to be beaten!" !"

Then, accompanied by Mu Pingyu's sharp screams, he calmly removed Mu Pingyu's left and right arm joints one by one, knelt on Mu Pingyu's body, patted Mu Pingyu's face and said: "You admit defeat! Oh, I forgot, you have no chance."

"I don't accept it! There are so many people bullying the Devil's Cult, why are you targeting me? I stood in the arena and defeated Huadie with dignity, so what's wrong?" Mu Pingyu felt aggrieved.

"He was injured because of me. I'm a petite person, and I don't see people who protect me being bullied. What's more, I also defeated you in the martial arts arena." Chen Huashuang said, got up and grabbed Mu Pingyu The Jiuhua Sect disciples in the audience threw it, "I said I won you within ten strokes, I didn't lie!"

It took less than a stick of incense before and after.

The audience was silent for a moment, and then, the entire auditorium of the Devil's Cult went crazy!They all stood up and shouted the slogans neatly and loudly, "Qinglong Envoy! Chen Yushuang!" "Qinglong Envoy! Chen Yushuang!"

The middle forces also shouted along with the enthusiastic Demon Cultists.

Among the Demon Cult masters watching the battle from the high platform, some stood up and applauded, and some laughed maniacally.All of them are full of elation and elation, full of ambition.

The second game of the final was the duel between Li Ranfeng and Bi Xian.

Bi Xian abstained directly on the grounds that the injury was not healed.

Once again, Li Ranfeng didn't make a shot, and just by luck, he made it to the final.

He will compete with Chen Yushuang for the top spot in the final.

Martial arts leader Lin Enshan didn't wait for the result of the competition to be announced, so he pushed the cup and walked away. It was obvious that he was very angry.

The two factions watching the battle on the high platform all speculated that the reason why Alliance Leader Lin was so restless was because he was worried about the final.

"I heard that Chen Jishuang went in and out of Qingcheng Mountain alone, and took the head of Li Mingshi, the son of the head of Qingcheng, like picking something out of a bag. Against one, wouldn't there be no chance of winning?!"

"Looking at Chen Jishuang's performance today, I'm afraid his cultivation is already higher than this old man's. It's really scary."

"When the former head of Qingcheng was alive, he had never heard of such a person as Li Ranfeng, but now he is highly expected by Leader Lin, and he personally brings him by his side to support him. It is hard to guarantee that there is nothing special about him."

"I've seen the moves of the two of them. Chen Jueshuang's swordsmanship is treacherous and changeable, and Li Ranfeng's swordsmanship is calm and clumsy. It's hard to say who is better."

"That's right. Maybe Li Ranfeng is the genius who forbears the world and goes straight to the sky every time he meets."

"I'll bet on Chen Yushuang to win! The little old man might have to think about how to deal with the little boy himself, how could he lose so easily?"

"If Li Ranfeng wants to avenge his master, this will probably be his best chance! I guess he will be unable to restrain himself and kill Chen Yushuang."

"Is it true that he can kill people as soon as he says he wants to? With a sword intent of hatred, he has already fallen into inferior rank, and it will be difficult to enter the court of elegance!"

"You are wrong! Hatred is the power that makes a person progress rapidly. It has been a year since the Demon Sect besieged Qingcheng. This year is enough time for a warrior to fade away from his innocence and strengthen his mind. Therefore, It's hard to say!"

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The author has something to say:

Thanks to Nanji for the cover of "Frost", I finally have my first dress.Hahaha.

Thanks again to Lin Qin, who made the profile picture of "Beaver Point", well, I can also be different from others.Hahaha again.

——Thanks to Tuhua Paradise who helped to make the cover for free, recommend it~

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