"Qingtian Holy Son, where are you going?" a cold voice came from a distance. It was not loud, but it was clearly sent into the ears of Yang Xuan.
Looking at several people who had blocked the way, Yang Xuan stopped.
There were five people standing in front of him. The first one was an old man in white. A wisp of long ran hung his chest and was blown by the wind. It was full of Fairy Spirit.
From the old man, Yang Xuan felt a huge momentum. Where to fight, it was like a vast ocean and unfathomable.
Behind him, there were four people who didn''t speak, but looked at Yang Xuan coldly with hostility in their eyes.
"I''m Zhang Cheng''an of the ice palace in Northern Xinjiang. Has the son ever heard of it?" the old man in White said coldly with cold eyes.
Yang Xuan took a slight breath.
When he arrived, he didn''t expect that the people in the North Palace of Northern Xinjiang would find him so soon. It seems that the people in Guzhen country should be more or less unlucky.
"Brother Zhang, what''s your advice?" Yang Xuan glanced at twenty-three and twenty-four, and then said.
23 and 24 naturally know that those who come are not good, and they have long been ready.
"Hahaha, it''s really a noble person who forgets things. The son killed my ice palace elder disciple for no reason. Don''t you even have an explanation?" although Zhang Cheng''an was laughing, he didn''t have a smile on his face, and his face became colder and colder.
"Explain, what do you want?" Yang Xuan snorted: "I killed for nothing and never explained."
"Really arrogant." Zhang Cheng''an sneered, "so you admit it? In this case, fill it with your life."
At this time, the 23rd took a step forward and said coldly, "Zhang Cheng''an, when does the ice palace in Northern Xinjiang dare to take care of my holy mountain? If there''s anything, let the leader of the ice palace and the saint of my holy mountain speak."
At this time, he was also surprised. From Yang Xuan''s words, he probably heard that Zhang Cheng''an''s words were not bad. Yang Xuan did kill the ice palace.
Now Zhang Cheng''an comes to the door. It''s really unreasonable on his own side.
But has holy mountain ever reasoned with others? Kill and kill. Twenty-three, twenty-four people don''t know what''s wrong.
However, Zhang Cheng''an is a well-known expert of the ice palace in Northern Xinjiang. As early as many years ago, he was already the seventh level cultivation of the virtual God. Although Yang Xuan''s cultivation was profound, they had no bottom in their hearts for Zhang Cheng''an.
Therefore, 23 deliberately said this to let the ice palace and the holy mountain quarrel and let the holy one deal with it.
He thought well, but he ignored a serious problem.
That is, his identity is too different from that of Zhang Chengan.
Yang Xuan is at least the second son of Shengshan. In terms of identity, even Zhang Cheng''an has to call him Shengzi, but 23 is just an ordinary Saint guard, and Zhang Cheng doesn''t pay attention to him at all.
"What are you? Here''s your share of interrupting?" Zhang Cheng''an snorted coldly and waved his sleeve.
As soon as this sleeve came out, the world changed color, and the whole sky seemed dark, as if it had been put into a cage.
At the same time, with the swing of the sleeves, a cold air that freezes all things, like thousands of sharp swords, stabbed the key of 23 from all directions.
Twenty three.
He felt like he was frozen in the cold ice. No matter how he struggled, he couldn''t move at all. He could only watch the thousands of cold stabbed at him.
At the critical moment, Yang Xuan punched out, brought out the red flame all over the sky, and severely hit the void in front of 23.
Boom!
A loud noise shook the world. In an instant, the whole world was occupied by red and white, and even the space seemed to be shaking.
Zhang Cheng''an''s eyes flashed a strange light, his body shook slightly and stepped back.
At the same time, a trace of surprise also appeared on Yang Xuan''s face, and he withdrew one step backward at the same time.
This time, equal share.
Twenty three walked before the gate of death. His face turned pale. The huge gap between Zhang Cheng''an and him made him start to play drums in his heart.
He wasn''t afraid. As a saint guard, he didn''t value his life long before he joined the post, but now Zhang Cheng''an and his Highness the son compete against each other, and the breath of the four people behind him is not under him, even vaguely stronger than their own. In contrast, the enemy is strong and we are weak.
"Good means!" Zhang Cheng''an stared at Yang Xuan and said, "the demon God Baiqi really deserves his reputation. You can take my virtual God''s seven step attack without injury. Just by this, you can be famous all over the world."
Yang Xuan didn''t answer. He just took a deep breath and his eyes were extremely cold.
He already knew that he would face a fierce battle today.
Seeing that Yang Xuan didn''t speak, Zhang Cheng''an snorted coldly again: "from Bai Qi, I heard that you have always been arrogant and domineering and cruel, but you shouldn''t kill the elders and disciples of my ice palace. Now there''s nothing to say. When I catch you and kill you, I''ll explain to the saint."
As soon as the voice fell, he said coldly, "go!"
Hoo!
With his command, the four people who had been behind him rushed out at the same time and rushed towards Yang Xuan.
Their targets are 23 and 24.
Yang Xuan''s eyes flashed a killing opportunity. There was a golden moon behind him. He was ready to kill the four first with the power of thunder.
"Your opponent is me!" a cold voice came. Zhang Cheng''an had arrived in front of Yang Xuan. When his sleeves were waved, countless glittering ice edges came.
This stab seems to affect the heaven and earth where people live. There is an inexplicable force between heaven and earth, which makes a faint crack around countless ice edges.
The golden moon behind Yang Xuan instantly dispersed into countless stars, like a galaxy falling into the world, directly facing Zhang Cheng''an''s ice edge.
At the same time, four tiny golden moons separated from the two men''s battlefield and directly cut into the other four people in the ice palace.
"Naive!" Zhang Cheng''an sneered. He didn''t see any action. Before the four golden months, there was an ice edge to meet him.
Poop poop!
After the four soft sounds, the golden moon and the cold dissipated at the same time without any trace.
By this time, twenty-three and twenty-four had already made contact with four masters from the ice palace.
As the saying goes, two fists are difficult to defeat four hands. As soon as they touch, 23 and 24 people fall into a disadvantage and the situation is in jeopardy.
Yang Xuan knew in his heart that with Zhang Cheng''an, it was impossible for him to get out and kill the four people.
Zhang Cheng''an''s seventh level cultivation of virtual God is almost the same as him in the level of power. One move contains the power of heaven and earth. If he is distracted, he is afraid that he will immediately hate on the spot.
This unexpected battle, I''m afraid it was the most dangerous battle he met except facing the blood corpse ancestor. If he was careless, he would be in danger of falling.
Somehow, this feeling is very similar to the time when he faced sun Chongming in Taiping city that day.
After taking a long breath, Yang Xuan''s eyes became extremely cold.
For this reason, only by killing Zhang Cheng''an before the fall of 23 and 24 can he save them.
"If I want to kill, but if I don''t kill, people will kill me." among the stars and ice crystals in the sky, Yang Xuan said coldly: "I''m not a Buddha and have no great compassion to feed eagles, so..."
"So how?" Zhang Cheng''an, who had disappeared into the ice crystal, said coldly.
"So, choose life and death!" Yang Xuan said faintly.