Su Qianjue now wants to beat some unscrupulous old man ten thousand times in his heart.

No wonder he was his most precious treasure all day long, and no wonder he was not blocked when he easily took the snow down the mountain.

Although it is not very important to be the first in the weapon spectrum, the key point is that Li Hanyuan's words have not been born in five hundred years, and there is definitely a big trick in this.

Especially the look of Li Hanyuan looking at him, the slightly disgusting and a little confused look made Su feel very unhappy.

"It ranks first, so what's wrong?" Su Qianjue pretended to be calm.

"It's nothing." Li Hanyuan looked at Su Qianjue strangely, "It's just that there has been a legend for five hundred years that there is a huge secret hidden in this snow."

"Is there a peerless magical skill inside?" Su Qianjue's mouth twitched, and he knew that this old man was not in a good mood.

"No." Li Hanyuan looked at Su Qianjue deeply and said, "There is huge energy in the snow in the crossbow. It is unparalleled sharp and solid. The hidden power in the sword can even turn a child who has not mastered martial arts into a peerless master in the Cave Xuan Realm."

"There is also legend that the master of this snow-treading sword is the real number one in the world!" Li Hanyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Qianjue quietly.

At this time, Su had the heart to curse. Although Li Hanyuan had already said it very tactfully, he would not understand the meaning of it.

If the news of the rebirth of the Snow Sword spread to the world now, I would never imagine how sad his life would be in Su's future.

It can be described in one sentence - a mouse crosses the street and everyone shouts and beats.

He is now equivalent to a pedestrian mobile treasure house?

"What's your look?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Do I have any questions?"

The angry Su Qian was definitely a series of three qualities.

He vowed that one day he would repair the old man who likes to cheat people.

At this time, an unscrupulous old ghost sneezes on the snow-capped mountain. On the snow-capped sky covered by dark clouds, heavy rain slowly poured down.

After turning over, the old man looked at the sky and reached out to touch the raindrops dripping on his cheek.

The wrinkled face showed a hint of impatience, and one hand stretched out and spread its five fingers, "It will rain anytime, have I let you down?"

He grabbed the sky suddenly, and the heavy rain was instantly gathered up by an invisible giant hand, and rushed to the clouds with the momentum of splitting the sky.

The thick clouds were shattered violently, and as the dark clouds scattered, the gentle sunlight respread on the old man's cheeks.

Bathed in the warm sunshine, the old man turned over with satisfaction...

On the other side, Li Hanyuan waved his hand and said, "No, you're fine. I just want to say that you're busy in the future."

After a pause, Li Hanyuan said again,

"Qingyan said your name is Su Qian, right? If this news spreads, I believe this name will spread all over the country in one day."

After curling his lips, Su Qianjue has now eased from the shadow of being pitted. He actually didn't care about what the other party said before. All he cared about was being cheated. The rest didn't matter to him, because in Su's self-awareness, he was the best in the world!

"These are not problems. The point is, after you talk so much nonsense, can you leave? Do you know that you really deserve a beating like this?"

Su Qianjue looked at this little face and became more angry the more he looked at it.

Li Hanyuan's expression changed and said, "No, a gentleman is tolerant. Brother Su is a rough man, and he can't help but speak a little rudely. I don't blame you."

Situ Qingyan, who was standing beside him, couldn't help laughing when she heard this. Brother Li was still speaking like this... elegant.

Li Hanyuan was about to say again that the Snow Sword had already spread wider and wider in his pupils.

"I really think I can't keep you?"

Su Qianjue said coldly, and the man had arrived in front of Li Hanyuan.

Li Hanyuan's gesture shook, and Zi Bingmei suddenly opened, and the snow sword pierced on the fan, but it could not pierce it. The unparalleled sword tip sparked a dazzling spark on the fan.

Li Hanyuan held the folding fan and tugged it down, leaped up with the force, and flew up to Su Qianjue's head. When the purple ice plum in his hand opened instantly, several cold iron spikes connected to golden thread shot out. When it was halfway through, the cold iron spikes opened again, and countless blood-red fine needles shot down from Su Qianjue's head!

Su Qianjue's eyes narrowed, and he flew up and rotated across the top. His hands poured out a huge amount of energy into the sword, and he stroked the opposite direction with his hands.

A black and white Bagua diagram floats on the sword, which is a complete version of the seven-style Taoist sword styles - Qiankun in the sword!

The only defensive sword force among the seven sword styles was suddenly exerted, and the endless blood-red needle tip fell on the Bagua diagram with a strong sense of penetration.

Li Hanyuan frowned. This guy's martial arts skills were something he had never seen before. But the moves he used were very powerful, and it is not difficult to see that his moves had almost no upper limit, which means that the higher his cultivation level, the greater the power, and never ended.

Who is he from? Is he the real master of this snow? Li Hanyuan thought to himself, and his figure floated and stepped behind him.

At this time, Su Qianjue did not feel too good. However, he looked solemn and stared at the last blood-colored silver needle falling down, and the Qiankun map suddenly shattered!

This is the second time since his martial arts mastery, someone can break the Qiankun in the sword he used with all his strength with Paxue. Although he had completely defended that move just now, the Qiankun map also broke.

It can be said that neither side took much advantage of each other in this confrontation, while Situ Qingyan, who was standing beside him, covered her mouth and whispered.

She knew that Li Hanyuan was not good at martial arts, and this move was already his biggest killer move.

Plum blood floats down - Li Hanyuan, deputy leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, used the divine weapon Zi Bingmei as a volley, to achieve fame, and it is also his biggest killer move in front of him!

The biggest function of this move is not duel, but its horror lies in group battles.

In the battlefield of large gangs, Mei Xuepiaoling is a group like a killer weapon.

Su Qianjue also thought of this, indeed, as if it were great and geniuses, and geniuses continued to emerge. Li Hanyuan was the strongest person among his peers he had ever met. His difficulty was even greater than that of Ye Qingzhou who could grow up in the future.

Li Hanyuan has such a charm. What kind of peerlessness should his elder brother and the man named Situ Haoyue be?

Su Qianjue's eyes were radiant with unprecedented spirit. It was just that the heroes were competing for him. Instead, the tiger was disdainful of it.

"Come again, I will attack you and let me see how fast you can be!" Su Qianjue said excitedly.

Li Hanyuan looked serious, and this person's strong fighting spirit was also what he saw in his life. He and Situ Haoyue were to some extent the same type of person.

They are all the peerless warriors who move forward and fight as their duty!

The eyes also showed a tremendous fighting spirit. Li Hanyuan's body activated his energy with all his strength. With the movement of his feet, his whole body disappeared into the air in an instant.

Li Hanyuan in Su Qianjue's naked eyes had disappeared from his sight, and his face was even more excited.

"Let me try it out, can that style of Fenghui trap you, the Emperor in the Wind!"

Su Qianjue's aura was fully opened, and his thoughts were surrounding him and perceived everything in the Zhou Dynasty. There was no trace of breath, and the only thing flowed around Su Qianjue was the breeze.

This is not that the person has disappeared, but that it is too fast! Soon he has melted into the wind and becomes the wind!

The snow in his hand slowly unsheathed, and the energy in his body was erected with all his strength. His right hand shook at an extremely strange posture and frequency at a very rapid speed of eighteen times, and a powerful aura with extremely powerful suction spread out loudly around.

The endless spiral air tore the breeze into pieces. Within ten feet in front of Su Qianjue, the terrifying suction and pulling force continued to compress the air in the space.

The air in the entire area gradually becomes thicker under this extreme compression.

This is the highest martial arts sword move that Su Qianjue has learned so far.

The seventh style of the Taoist sword, the fourth style - Fenghui!

As Feng Hui's binding force continued to increase, the pressure in the ten feet of space around Su Qianjue had increased by more than ten times.

Su Qianjue closed his eyes and felt it carefully, and his eyes suddenly opened!

"I saw you!"
Chapter completed!