Han Ziyue wanted to explain to him, but at this moment, two people suddenly flew from the sky.
A man in a white robe, with long light blue hair swaying elegantly in the wind, his eyes like light blue ice, looking down at everyone. For some reason, before the others arrived, an icy chill had already risen around him.
This man is not very old, he looks no more than twenty-four or five years old, and he is quite handsome. This person's beauty is probably even better than that of Fu Heng.
However, there is probably a hint of warmth in Fu Heng's handsomeness, but this person is like an ice sculpture, repelling people thousands of miles away, making people dare not approach him, he is like an iceberg handsome man.
Behind him was a woman wearing a white outfit. The woman was also an iceberg beauty, but she was a bit inferior to the blue-haired man next to her.
The blue-haired man glanced at everyone with a pair of light blue ice eyes, and said arrogantly: "Which one of you is the master of Zhantian Cave?"
From this tone, it seems that this iceberg handsome man has no better temper than Fu Heng.
The master of Zhantian Cave sighed deeply. He was really unlucky. He finally waited until the Huozhuo Youtan was in full bloom, and unexpectedly faced so many enemies.
He didn't send an invitation, so why did these people come one after another? How annoying! This Fu Heng was the prince of the Hengwu Kingdom, and he was somewhat wary of it, but he was not afraid of the man in front of him, and he became rude when he spoke.
"Hey! Where did you come from, how dare you break into my Zhantian Cave!"
Na Ruotian reached out and took out his ears, and said disdainfully: "This old man seems to have said this just now..."
Jiang Xun covered his mouth and smiled, but his eyes did not leave the blue-haired man floating in the air. I have to say that this man is really tall and handsome, and he has the feeling of a king. Although he looks a little colder, it doesn't stop him from confusing all living beings at all.
The woman in the white dress who followed the blue-haired man was his maid, named Luo Xue. She was holding a silver snow halberd, pointing at the master of Zhantian Cave, and angrily yelled: "How dare you do this to my young master?" say!"
"Hmph! Who is your young master? Why don't I dare..." Cave Master Zhantian rolled his eyes at them and said with disdain on his face.
However, before he finished speaking, the blue-haired man had slowly landed on the ground, with a pair of white boots inlaid with dazzling sapphires. A pair of ice demon eyes looked at him without emotion and said coldly: "Dragon Killing Palace."
Although his voice was very soft, it still made waves.
"What? Kill...Dragon...Tian..."
The master of Zhantian Cave was trembling all over, and his expression at this moment was obviously more frightened than when he saw Fu Heng. He actually raised his hands and saluted, and said: "I don't know if you are here, but the little old man was blind just now. Please don't blame me." .”
"Slaying Dragon Palace——" When Fu Heng heard this person's name, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
The gaze of Shalongdian just glanced at him coldly, as if he had not put him in his eyes, and then swept past him, and finally fell on Ye Zhenfeng.
Ye Zhenfeng was startled. This man exuded an air of inaccessible ice, which made people shudder.
At the same time, the cold eyes of Killing Dragon Palace also saw the difference in Ye Zhenfeng. He frowned slightly and thought to himself, there is actually an Emperor Sect master here? And still so young!
But even so, there was no fear in Dragon Killing Hall, and there was no expression on his face. He still had that cold look on his face. He stepped forward and said: "Master Zhantian Cave, I am here this time to pay homage to you." I beg you for a fire-burning moon."
Although he said he was begging, it felt like he had no intention of asking for anything. With his cold and arrogant look, he was willing to say a word of begging, which seemed to be worth Fu Heng's huge sum of money.
"Kill... Young Master of Killing Dragon Palace... It's not that I won't give it to you, but this Fire Burning Youtan only opens once in sixty years, and His Highness the Fifth Prince arrived first, so..."
"So, are you going to give it to them?" Shalongdian said lightly, but his handsome ice eyes exuded a cold murderous aura.
The Master of Zhantian Cave was really unlucky this time. He unexpectedly met these two powerful characters. He would have a hard time if he offended anyone. The Huozhuo Youtan that he had worked so hard to cultivate would not be able to bear it anymore.
He hurriedly said: "How about you decide on your own who the flower will be?" After saying that, he bent down and ran away dejectedly.
"Okay!" The Dragon-Slaying Palace has slowly drawn out the sword from his waist. He looked at everyone with cold eyes and said in a deep voice: "Huo Zhuo Youtan, I, the Dragon-Slaying Palace, are bound to win. Which of you will challenge me?"
Such a good-looking man should not be able to kill people, but if the handsome man wants to kill someone, I'm afraid it won't be easy.
Fu Heng frowned slightly. After all, he was a fourth-level member of the Holy Sect and really didn't want to fight with this master of the Emperor Sect level.
But now it seems that among the people present, in terms of martial arts, he is the only one who can fight with him, so he still stood up.
The light blue ice eyes of Shalongdian flashed slightly, and his eyes became a little darker, and he said: "Fu Heng, you and I have fought before, and you are no match for me."
After saying that, his eyes seemed to be looking at Ye Zhenfeng aside.
Fu Heng didn't know that Ye Zhenfeng had recovered his martial arts skills, so he naturally wouldn't let him play.
Although Ye Zhenfeng also felt the domineering murderous aura in Shalongdian, he didn't know the strength of the other party and did not act rashly.
Then he asked Bu Ya in a low voice: "Who is this Dragon Killer? Why is everyone so afraid of him?"
Bu Ya whispered:
"Young Master Ye doesn't know that the Dragon Killer Palace is Lan Shi, the crown prince of Blue Soul City, the son of Lan Emperor Lan Xiao. However, many years ago, due to the death of his mother, Killer Huang Quan, the father and son severed their relationship."
"After that, he changed his name to Dragon Killing Palace and left Blue Soul City. Although he is no longer a member of the royal family, he is still a rare peerless genius. At a young age, he has surpassed his father, and his martial soul spirit has reached the level of Emperor. Zong realm.”
"His Cang Long Po is invincible in the world. Many years ago, my highness lost to him in a competition between princes from various countries."
Ye Zhenfeng was stunned for a while. He didn't expect that there was such a supreme master in the world. He was at the level of Emperor Sect. So Dragon Killing Palace was on par with him, but he didn't know how far he had reached the level of Emperor Sect?
It was obvious that the other party intended to hide the martial spirit aura on his body, and he couldn't tell it for a while.
However, since Fu Heng had lost to him before and knew that he couldn't beat him, he still had to fight hard. It seemed that he didn't want him to lose this opportunity to compete for Huo Zhuo Youtan. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel warm in my heart, and turned to look at Fu Heng.
"Fu Heng, let me do it!"
Fu Heng said: "Pillow the wind..."
Fu Heng wanted to stop him, but Ye Zhenfeng had already stepped forward.
Behind him, Han Ziyue said: "Master Ye, don't force yourself!"
She didn't want him to get hurt because of her, so she reminded him not to force it. Even if he lost this opportunity, she didn't want anything to happen to him.
Ye Zhenfeng smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Miss Han..."
Ye Zhenfeng stretched out his right hand, touched it across the sky, a starlight flashed, and a sharp blade came out instantly, it was the Iron Blood Cang Ming Sword.
"Ye Zhenfeng comes to challenge!" He held his sword and flew up.
The two Emperor Sect-level masters were fighting, but the small suspended island was afraid that it would be unable to compete. In order not to hurt innocent people, as well as the fire-scorching dark moon in the cave, the two opened their soul wings and flew into the sky.
The golden wings of Ye Zhenfeng are dazzling in the sky, and the ice wings of Dragon Killing Palace are also shining brightly.
Looking at the two people fighting in the sky, Fu Heng couldn't help but frown and sighed: "I didn't expect Zhenfeng to have entered the realm of the Emperor Sect. Things are so unpredictable!"
The Dragon Killer is holding the Fire Soul Blade, with flowing white robes and flying blue hair, like a god.
I saw him holding the sword in his right hand and swiping it in front of his chest. The fire soul blade drew a white cold light. His blue ice eyes condensed and he said coldly: "Cang Long Break, Sky Break Wind Blade——"
As he swung the long sword in his hand, he pulled out a sword flower. The sword rose and fell like clouds and flowing water. White martial souls, like a chaotic breath wave, finally gathered together.
A huge blast flow was formed, mixed with countless ice cones, like an iron horse crushing the glacier, rushing towards Ye Zhenfeng.
His sword energy is so fast, it rises quickly and comes out quickly. In just a split second, he can actually condense such a powerful martial spirit, and he does it so easily, which shows how lethal it is.
A strand of long hair in front of Ye Zhenfeng's forehead was blown up by the strong wind, passing through his black eyes like a night, and he saw the golden light of his magic eyes turning, his brows were cold and stern, and a layer of frost formed on his handsome face.
He waved the sharp blade in his right hand, sword shadows flying, cold light suddenly appeared, and streams of blue martial souls emitted from the sword energy.
The surrounding leaves and flying flowers were all swept up into the sky, like countless flower columns rising up, waving their hands with swords, and slashing from the sky.
"Behead in the sky, touch the sky to cover your eyes——"
A leaf passed across his eyes, and his evil eyes were slightly closed. When the leaves drifted by, his eyes seemed to bloom with a flawless golden light. With a flash of evil in his eyes, the sword in his hand turned into a strong white light. blade.
Like a giant dragon curling, surging, and extremely domineering, it instantly broke through the blast stream coming from the Dragon Killing Palace. The water flow dissipated, and the mad dragon became angry and attacked the Dragon Killing Palace with its fangs and claws.
A happy smile appeared on the corner of Shalongdian's mouth, his blue hair fluttering in the wind, and he swung his sword to form a blue barrier, resisting such a fatal blow.
He sneered and said, "Huh! You really didn't disappoint me!"
Faced with such a calm and calm expression from Dragon Killing Hall, Ye Zhenfeng couldn't help but feel angry. He really didn't expect there to be such a master in the world!
Lin Tian Zhan is an ancient sword technique, and it is indeed not easy for the opponent to catch it easily. What's more, the other party is still so young! Thinking of this, Ye Zhenfeng couldn't help but shudder.
Dragon Killing Palace, what kind of existence are you?
The white blade in Shalongdian's hand turned, and suddenly a burst of hot flames, blazing flames, condensed on the sword, he said: "Fire Soul Blade, you finally met your opponent, let us have a good fight! "
I saw a blue eyebrow mark rising between his eyebrows, shaped like fire, like a charm, extremely charming.
It had obviously been a long time since the Dragon-Slaying Palace had encountered such a master. There was a trace of joy on the originally expressionless face, and the handsome ice eyes seemed to be ignited with a ball of flame.
I saw his long blue hair flowing freely, waving his white sleeves, leaping over, and shouting loudly: "Yin and Yang, heaven and earth are changing -"
