Among the mountains, on the largest tree, a young man sat.

The boy did not sit on the trunk of a big tree, but sat on a very small branch, which was still swaying in the wind.

The boy sat cross-legged, as if his body had no weight at all.

He didn't look at everyone, but just looked up at the sky, with blue sky and white clouds and hot flames reflected in his eyes.

"You're here."

The middle-aged man in white finally retracted his momentum.

Now he looks very ethereal, although he is clearly standing in the void, he seems to be an illusory existence."

"Why do you make things difficult for them?"

The boy withdrew his gaze, turned his gaze to the middle-aged man in white, and sighed slightly.

"I knew that if no one was instructing me behind my back, these martial artists in the Transcendent Realm would never dare to do this."

"It seems that you want to test our bottom line."

The middle-aged man in white, whose cold eyes were as hot as he could melt the mountains.

But his body exuded a cold aura, which seemed to be able to freeze the air, and seemed to feel a strong sense of incongruity.

The boy sighed slightly, "We are actually the same, why can't you let it go?"

The middle-aged man in white said, "It's not that we can't let it go, but that you have betrayed your original intention, so you should be punished!"

After saying the word "Do Not Kill", the two transcendent warriors from Daishan Sect suddenly turned into two ice sculptures, without any strength to resist.

The spring breeze blew, and the ice sculptures turned into countless debris and dissipated with the wind.

Two extraordinary martial arts warriors, who had extraordinary martial arts, did not even leave their bodies, disappeared from the human world.

The boy sitting cross-legged on the tree and swaying in the wind frowned slightly.

"Your killing is too strong."

The middle-aged man in white smiled and asked back, "Why don't you stop me?"

The young man said, "If you want to kill someone, no one in the world can stop you, even if I can't."

"Since that's the case, why should I do this more than that?"

The war stopped the moment the middle-aged man in white appeared.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the two people who suddenly appeared.

Although the two of them were not loud, everyone present could hear their voices, which seemed very magical.

Kong Wenzhao stood beside two Daishan Sect's Transcendental Warriors, but he did not feel anything unusual.

However, he could see just now that the two Transcendent Warriors felt very uncomfortable, but they didn't know how to help them.

In a blink of an eye, two powerful transcendent warriors dissipated with the wind.

Everyone who witnessed this scene couldn't help but feel the chills on their backs, and the eyes of the middle-aged man in white were also filled with fear.

The Transcendent Warriors are indeed powerful, but the power of these warriors can make people feel that they will at least cause a lot of noise.

However, the middle-aged man in white was as powerful as an abyss, which was hard to guess and could only look up and fear.

The spring breeze is howling, but it is full of biting chill.

The middle-aged man fluttered in white clothes and looked at the boy and sighed: "After so many years, you are still so cold-blooded."

As soon as the middle-aged man in white finished speaking, a huge cold air swept towards the boy.

The boy didn't care at all, just smiled slightly.

The next moment, warmth covers the earth.

Many tender buds on the ground emerge from the soil, and the buds bloom, and the colorful flowers are very charming.

The cold air that covered the sky and seemed to freeze the air would have no effect on the teenager at all.

"A thought of flowers blooming!"

When Huan Chang saw this scene, his pupils shrank violently, and he looked unbelievable.

The soldiers of Lu were also shocked to look at some.

What I saw and heard today was beyond everyone's imagination, just like I was in the middle of a myth.

"You want to kill me?"

The boy had an ordinary appearance and looked ordinary, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"I want to give it a try."

The middle-aged man in white stepped forward and took a step, his eyes full of heat, and the sword behind him began to tremble gently.

The man in the middle of the white clothes stepped forward, and the world suddenly changed color.

A solemn expression finally appeared on the boy's face.

"Why are you so persistent?"

The middle-aged man in white said coldly: "The country I protect is divided into three parts, and Duke Wen was also killed."

"You can't get rid of this matter."

When Huan Chang heard this, his heart began to beat violently.

"The guardian, the country is divided into three parts. Duke Wen, is this senior the Lord of Piaoxue Peak?"

Three hundred years ago, Jin State was the best in the world.

Piaoxue Peak assisted Duke Wen of Jin to fight all directions. The strength of Piaoxue Peak is obvious to all. The Lord of Piaoxue Peak is even a powerful man.

Huan Chang looked at the white figure in the air, and suddenly felt excited in his heart.

Then, there was a hint of resentment.

"I am one of the five hidden sects, why is the master so sloppy and not like a peerless master at all. Instead, the Lord of Piaoxue Peak Peak shines all over?"

Huan Chang was thinking randomly, but his eyes were fixed on the two people in the air, not daring to be distracted at all.

He knew that maybe he and others would witness the peak showdown in Kyushu today.

While expecting it, Huan Chang also secretly sweated for the man in white because he knew how terrible the young man was.

As for Xiao Qi and others, they were confused and had no idea what the two strong men in the air were saying.

The boy was silent for a long time.

He suddenly shook his head and said, "Although Jin State was divided, it was preserved in the end. Zhao, Wei and Han State gradually grew, and its national strength remained strong until then."

"Duke Wen is indeed a talented man. Maybe only he has this kind of courage."

Silence, dead silence.

The middle-aged man in white did not continue to move forward, and his eyes were a little dazed.

He seemed to see the wise and wise man, his best friend, in his eyes, feeling strongly unwilling before his death.

At that time, the national strength of Jin State was too strong, which made the major sects of Jiuzhou feel scared, and the masters of the sect attacked them.

If the Lord of Piaoxue Peak had not stood up, Jin would have been destroyed long ago and the Jin royal family would have been slaughtered.

That time, the dazzling sword light shone in the sky, and the extremely sharp sword energy torn apart the sky.

It was clearly in the hot summer, there was heavy snow in the snow within ten miles of Jin's capital.

After the battle, most of the strong men from various major sects were killed or injured, including many supreme elders from top sects.

Even there is a super sect who has suffered too much loss in that battle and has to retreat to the world and never care about the world from now on.

It was also during that battle that the major sects remembered Piaoxue Peak and Piaoxue Sword Technique.

One sword is cold in Jiuzhou.

The master of Piaoxue Peak was also seriously injured and died at that time.
Chapter completed!