Snow Mountains in Yan Country.

Chaowu City.

The head of the Northern Temple looked at Situ Chaoyuan on the throne, bowed and said, "Li Mengzhou has set out towards the snow-capped mountains."

Situ Chaoyuan closed his eyes and rested, and heard this and just nodded softly.

The leader of the Northern Temple said again: "The Sword Immortal will also arrive at the Snow Mountain soon."

Situ Chaoyuan frowned slightly and said, "I thought the audience would come too, but he left Yan State, and there were some problems here."

He looked up at the sky, was silent for a long time, and whispered: "The master of the temple went to the Tianqi Wasteland. What did he do there? He chose this time?"

The sect leader of the Northern Temple said: "The original intention of the saint is to trap them all in the snow mountain. Now there is the dean and the sword immortal. Even if the sector leaves, as long as he does not appear in our plan, there should be no problem. I will take action immediately and strive to seize the best opportunity."

Situ Chaoyuan nodded and said, "Please trouble you."

The leader of the Northern Temple Sect walked out of Chaowu City without taking any temple monks. He completely restrained his breath and quietly left the snow mountain with the vast snow fog.

Somewhere in the snow mountain, Ning Haoran was surrounded by a group of temple monks, and standing in front of him was Prince Xueye.

"Sir Fourth has arrived at the Snow Mountain, why should I rush to leave?" Prince Xueye smiled and said, "Mr Fourth and Qin Chengyi appeared in the Snow Mountain together. It was something I didn't expect. You plotted against each other, but in the end, Qin Chengyi was smarter than you. You are playing swords. Don't try to play with others. Now he is running away, but you are going to be my pocket. No matter what your feelings you have for Ligong Sword Court, Li Mengzhou will definitely not watch his fourth brother die."

Ning Haoran said in a deep voice: "Qin Chengyi comes and goes freely in the snow-capped mountains, as if His Highness is very proud of this. It turns out that your Taoist Palace is just like this."

Xue Ye frowned and said, "It is indeed something I didn't expect that he could escape, but Qin Chengyi is just a dog that is stray. No matter what he is planning, it will not affect my Taoist palace plan. I can deal with him whenever I want to deal with him. Compared with Qin Chengyi, I am more interested in you, Mr. Fourth."

Ning Haoran said: "You are not interested in me, but just because I am Li Mengzhou's senior brother. I think you still don't feel enough to catch Ouyang Shengxue and want to use me as a bargaining chip, but I am not that idiot Ouyang Shengxue. I want to leave, and no one can stop you."

Xue Ye smiled and said, "Then I will stop you."

Ning Haoran's eyebrows suddenly condensed, and Ququan's sword broke out of the sheath.

The sword intent stirred up snow and splashed everywhere, and a dazzling sword light appeared in front of Xue Ye.

A sneer was hanging on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his right hand casually, and the Snow White Bone Sword burst out with a more dazzling light, as if a Milky Way was present in the snow-capped mountains.

"Mr. Four, I know you are very powerful, but as long as your level is not higher than me, you will never be my opponent."

Ning Haoran set out his sword without hesitation, but soon felt an extremely powerful force of thought coming. His movements were slightly frozen for a moment, but in that moment, the sword light slashed out by Xue Ye swallowed the Ququan sword intent. Xue Ye's bone-holding sword was crossed in Ning Haoran's throat, and he sneered: "It's that simple."

Ning Haoran stared at Xue Ye's face that was so close to him, and said lightly: "You shouldn't be so close to a sword cultivator."

He looked at the hilt of the half-shot small wooden sword exposed on Xue Ye’s chest, “Ouyang Shengxue wants to rely on that small wooden sword, but I don’t need it.”

Xue Ye's expression changed slightly. He immediately retreated, but the sword intent emerged faster, which was stronger than the sword intent that Ouyang Shengxue cut out, and all hit Xue Ye. Looking at the Prince Xue Ye who fell a hundred meters away and covered in blood, Ning Haoran said calmly: "Since I went to Jiange to borrow a sword, I have been carrying that small wooden sword along the way. I often realized in Ligong Sword Courtyard. How long has Ouyang Shengxue got it? A trace of sword intent of the sword immortal really belonged to me."

He walked straight towards Prince Xueye, "But I also need this small wooden sword. After all, it contains more true meaning of the sword immortal. Thank you for returning it to me."

The temple monks surrounding him shouted and rushed towards Ning Haoran at the first time, but the Ququan sword flew out of his hand, and the sword intent spread out, making the temple monks unable to get close at all.

Ning Haoran stood in front of Xueye easily and reached out to his arms.

"You are very close to me at this moment."

Xue Ye's voice came into Ning Haoran's ears, and he frowned slightly, "Your mental power does not work for me. The true meaning of the Sword Immortal can be easily broken, so it's boring to learn from me to speak."

Xue Ye reached out and grabbed Ning Haoran's wrist, grinned and said, "You underestimate me too much."

Ning Haoran stretched out his left hand, and the Ququan sword flew back to his hand in an instant, "Then I will kill you first and then take the sword."

The Ququan sword was about to pierce Xue Ye's chest, but the powerful thought power appeared again. Ning Haoran didn't care, but soon he found something wrong. The strength of the thought power was several times stronger than before. The tip of the sword was pressed against Xue Ye's chest, but it could not enter at all because Ning Haoran's hand holding the sword stiffened.

Every part of his body seemed to be tightly bound, and he couldn't even blink his eyes.

Xue Ye casually pushed Qu Quan's sword away, stood up with Ning Haoran's frozen arm, and sneered: "In a battle, you have to keep some trump cards. Too mysterious power consumes too much. I cannot use all my strength unless I have to do it. But as long as I get serious, you are the fish in front of me. You can use the true meaning of the Sword Immortal, but in the end it is only a trace, not to mention that you are not a Sword Immortal. Although Ouyang Shengxue is stupid, you are not much smarter. Too proud is a very undesirable thing."

Ning Haoran raised his eyes hard and stared at Xue Ye, with his mouth slightly opened, and a faint voice came out, "The Tao Palace Taixuan is really an amazing method."

Xue Ye smiled and said, "Unless you are too strong than me, I will never lose with the power of mysteries."

Ning Haoran grinned. Although it was just this simple move, under the influence of stiff muscles, the whole face seemed to be twitching, but the smile seemed to be more cunning.

Xue Ye frowned, but when he heard a vague sound of the sword, he swung the sword without hesitation and stabbed it. However, although the bone sword pierced Ning Haoran's clothes, it was like a slash of steel, and it was not even a single part of the skin, and even a large piece of sparks splashed out.

"Your body is so strong?"

The Ququan sword trembled and swept out, breaking through the air and sweeping the snow, forcing Xue Ye to swing the sword to block it. However, because of the consumption of too mysterious thought power, he did not have much power at all, and was directly chopped away by the Ququan sword.

Xue Ye got up in a very embarrassing way. Seeing the Ququan sword rushing again, he didn't have time to react. In the blink of an eye, the figure of the master of the East Temple appeared and grabbed the hilt of the Ququan sword, causing the sword tip to stop at Xue Ye's eyebrows.

"You should practice Tai Xuan well. Even if you understand it more deeply, you will not lose to Ning Haoran."

The head of the Dongsheng Temple looked down at Xue Ye, grabbed the violently trembling Ququan Sword, turned around and looked at Ning Haoran, and said in a deep voice: "The fourth Mr. Ligong Sword Court is from a mountain and has mastered a trace of the true meaning of the sword immortal. It is really not easy to bear such a great opportunity, but it's over here."

He grabbed the Ququan sword suddenly shattered, Ning Haoran's face suddenly turned pale, he opened his mouth and sprayed blood, and his whole body collapsed in the snow. "If you don't have a sword, your sword heart must be damaged. No matter how powerful you are, you can only let me slaughter."

There was no despair in Ning Haoran's eyes. He just looked at the fragments of Ququan sword that fell on the ground, "If you destroy my sword, I will make you pay it back with your life."

The head of the Dongsheng Temple raised his eyebrows, "I dare to speak wildly until I die. Anyway, Ouyang Shengxue and Han Yi are here, you are not more than you, and you are not less than you. Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you."

He reached out to grab it, and Ning Haoran immediately groaned, as if he was lifted up by an invisible hand, and his body slowly hung in the air. Just as the main person of the East Temple Gate directly killed him, a wetness suddenly emerged from the snow fog, as if the water of the sea was sweeping over, and a sword pierced the snow fog and directly slashed the arm of the East Temple Gate Gate.

Looking at the approaching sword edge, the head of the Dongsheng Temple's Sect suddenly turned cold, and his arm was pulled back, Ning Haoran flew straight towards him, turning into his flesh shield. The sword edge also stopped in time, and Su Bieli's figure appeared in the snow mist.

The head of the East Temple felt the breath in the snow fog and said in a deep voice: "The Sword Immortal has arrived at the Snow Mountain, you have arrived too. I think Li Mengzhou is close to you, and things are finally going to become interesting."

Su Bieli was holding the Fuyao Sword in his hand. Although he looked calm, he was under a lot of pressure. Both are big things in the Xuanming Realm, but the leader of the Dongsheng Temple is much stronger than Tang Jiao. Even if he was one step closer to the sword immortal realm, he had not crossed that threshold. At this time, facing the leader of the Dongsheng Temple, he could only keep himself absolutely calm.

The snow fog is churning.

In different directions, two figures are coming towards the Tao Palace.

Xue Ye had a gloomy face, and he turned around and left without hesitation.

The expression of the master of the East Holy Temple became very serious. He looked back at Chaowu City, where an extremely powerful aura was gathering. Although he wanted to kill Wang Chengyue, he knew very well that if he faced him head-on, he could not even block Wang Chengyue's sword.

The two approaching figures were the sword immortal king Chengyue and the dean Pingpo.

The rich luck of heaven and earth is born in the snow and mist. The luck that is extremely beneficial to practitioners seems to have become shackles at this moment. Su Bieli can deeply feel the unparalleled oppression.

It was Situ Chaoyuan who used the power of Chaowu City.

The snow fog was rolling violently.

The sky also became dark.

The dark clouds rolled and the cold wind was bitter.

A dazzling lightning suddenly appeared in the snow and mist, and a sense of depression emerged wildly.

In the Snow Mountain Prison, Han raised his eyes and looked at the window. The snow was rising and whistling through the window.

Ouyang Shengxue looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "We must find a way to escape."

Han Yi remained silent.

Ouyang Shengxue looked at him and continued, "We can't sit still and wait for death."

Han Yi finally spoke, "If I could escape, I would have escaped long ago."

Ouyang Shengxue said: "You were the only one at that time, but now we have two people, so we have to try it again."

Han Yi said lightly: "The Snow Mountain Prison is under Chaowu City. The stone wall is incredible. Moreover, there is a formation technique. Without that small wooden sword, you have no ability to destroy the stone wall and formation technique at all. I don't want to waste my energy. There are many ways to escape, so there is no need to rush for a moment."

Ouyang Shengxue said with a calm face: "But if Junior Brother Seven appears in the Snow Mountain, we will become a bargaining chip to check and balance him. Even if I can't help Junior Brother Seven, I can't be willing to become a burden."
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