Time passed little by little, and Xiao Chen had not yet arrived. The warriors who were still interested and expected had all lost their patience and even started to insult in a low voice.

"What a shitty year appointment is just a courageless person."

"Bai Wuxue has officially admitted him, but it turns out that's just that."

"Even if you don't want to come, you can't send someone to admit defeat in advance, so we can't wait for so long to come."

"He has completely lost the face of Haotian Sect."

On the back of Xuanyang Bird, Jun Si and his group couldn't help but look even more anxious and embarrassed when they heard these discussions.

Xiao Chen was afraid before the battle. No matter what the reason, the face of Haotian Sect was thrown into it.

Jun Si hesitated: "Sister Sister, let's talk about it. It's not a solution to drag it like this."

Shui Lingling's soft face was as calm as usual, and said calmly: "Don't worry, since he promised me to come back safely, he will definitely come."

boom!

Just as some elders of the Yinji Sect were almost impatient, they immediately announced that Xiao Chen had abstained from power, a purple lightning suddenly broke through the sky.

Like a spear falling down, it hit the bronze bell in an instant. Within ten miles, the long-lasting, deafening bell sounded immediately.

The bell rang, and the roaring thunder and the deep bells merged together, resounding all over the world and soaring into the sky.

A figure fell down in a hurry, looking at Bai Wuxue in front of the ring, and said calmly: "A year-on-year appointment, Xiao Chen will arrive on time."

On the Xuanyang Bird, Shui Lingling's delicate face melted like soft water, and there was an indescribable joy between her eyebrows, and she smiled and said, "I knew he would definitely come."

The bells are melodious and echoing constantly. The purple thunder falling from the sky is full of power. Circles of electric flowers are jumping on the bronze ancient bells, crackling and leaping, without any intention of stopping.

As soon as the white figure appeared, the warriors hovering in the air couldn't help but look at them all.

"I'm really here. I know I'll lose, but I still dare to fight. It's a bit bloody."

"Haha, it's just a humiliation. What's the relationship between coming or not?"

"You can't say that. You are timid and come as promised without fighting. The nature is different. If you were to ask if it were us, how much courage does Bai Wuxue have to fight after he could kill the half-saint."

"That's right, no matter what, I still admire this courage."

Xiao Chen's arrival was beyond the expectations of many people, and some criticism about him was much less.

Even though he knew he would lose, he still dared to fight. This courage made Xiao Chen more positive comments.

Ximen Bao grinned, murderous intent appeared on his face, and said in a cold voice: "I hope Bai Wuxue can save your life, otherwise it would be too boring."

Niu Deng, the number one genius in the war world, had a bad gaze, and his eyes were chilling, saying, "In a year, I didn't expect you to become a semi-saint, but you don't have any chance to make a comeback when facing Bai Wuxue."

The passionate young master Murong Lingfeng and the Moon Tower Feng Xingsheng were all sad, and they looked more regretful in their eyes. Xiao Chen was able to successfully attack the semi-saint in one year.

Such talents can be considered to be at the top level even in the prosperous era of warriors with many heroes.

It’s a pity that when I met Bai Wuxue, the failure is certain. It depends on whether Bai Wuxue is willing to spare his life, otherwise he would die here, which is really a sigh of relief.

The laws of Heavenly Saint reflected behind Xiao Chen were unaware of the ordinary warriors, but they were the top masters at a glance.

Although I don’t see clearly enough, being able to comprehend the laws of the Heavenly Saint is enough to prove that Xiao Chen has the realm of a Martial Saint.

Such a state and talent surprised many people, but they still didn't look good because his opponent was too terrifying.

Even the Martial Saint can kill it. How unnatural it is, what a demon, what a Xiao Chen can be promoted to half-saint.

Among the crowd, only An Junxi was on another mountain. He looked up at Xiao Chen, thinking about something, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The elder of Jiyin Sect looked at Xiao Chen coldly and said expressionlessly: "As soon as the bell rings, life and death will begin from heaven, and the duel will begin immediately."

After saying that, he floated gently, without saying anything nonsense, and left the top of the mountain directly.

Bai Wuxue was wearing a blue and white robe, and her handsome face was covered in coldness, neither happy nor sad, and she looked at Xiao Chen who was rushing to see him without any fluctuations.

"You have been promoted to Semi-Saint if you haven't seen each other for a year. It's a pity that I haven't stopped. Now I admit defeat. I can keep you a way out, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to stop later."

Looking directly at Xiao Chen, Bai Wuxue said indifferently, with absolute confidence in his own strength.

Xiao Chen's pupils shrank and he smiled and said, "Is that so? Then I will return this sentence to you as it is. I'm a little afraid that I can't stop."

Bai Wuxue laughed instead of anger, and pieces of goose-feather-like snowflakes floated in the sky for no reason, and a thick layer of the ground was quickly laid.

Ice Holy Handprint!

Taking a step forward, Bai Wuxue opened his hand and slapped it. A huge ice palm appeared out of thin air and slapped it hard at Xiao Chen.

Compared with the previous ice seal, this holy seal seems more spiritual and vaguely matches the heaven and earth. Xiao Chen looked up.

Between the snowflakes in the sky, you can even vaguely see an ancient saint sitting in the void. This palm was taken by the saint, not by Bai Wuxue.

"This is the Tian-level advanced martial arts of the Yinji Sect. No one has mastered it for hundreds of years. He requires a very high understanding."

"It seems that Bai Wuxue doesn't plan to get entangled with Xiao Chen, and he will be killed as soon as he takes action."

"It's over, Bai Wuxue is too straightforward. This battle is nothing more interesting."

The palm suddenly caused a lot of exclamations. Unexpectedly, Bai Wuxue even practiced this move. Shui Lingling on the Xuanyang Bird and a group of true disciples of Haotian Sect couldn't help but feel nervous.

"It's interesting, but you shouldn't be that."

Xiao Chen's eyes circulated and his mind made a decision. He flashed his body and quickly avoided it. The ice handprints of the holy light flowing were blown and the ring was directly shaking, and the entire mountain was shaking.

It is so powerful that the power of the Ice Holy Handprint makes people sigh.

Boom boom boom boom!

His palms were like a mountain, and he kept pressing towards Xiao Chen who was dodging. The entire mountain began to shake violently, and the ring completely collapsed into countless debris, splashing all over the sky.

At the beginning, the battle spread across the entire mountaintop platform. I have to say that the warriors watching from afar are very prescient.

In front of that huge palm, Xiao Chen seemed quite small. With a series of dodging, he was thrilling and was almost suppressed.

After several avoidances, Xiao Chen found an opportunity, kicked on the ground suddenly, flexibly docked the holy handprints, and jumped into the air and rushed towards Bai Wuxue.

Such a clever and flexible body technique has attracted a lot of praise.

Bai Wuxue sneered, and quickly formed seals with her hands, a hint of mocking appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said, "I'm waiting for you, die!"

Out of thin air, two extremely huge ice handprints appeared in a daze. They made a gesture of tying their hands together, just like two mountains that were about to merge together, and they immediately wrapped Xiao Chen in it.

The sudden scene changed the faces of many people. Xiao Chen in his palms looked so small, and there was no chance to dodge him now.

If he is clamped, there is no chance of survival. Bai Wuxue actually has such a backup plan.

Just as everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, the sky and the earth were ringing, and magnificent and loud chants, golden light fell from the horizon.

The loud hymn tells the legend of Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen's past deeds evolved into a cluster of golden paintings, shining in the world.

With the sound of the hymns, the gears of time rotate in circles, and legends become vicissitudes of epics and glorious myths.

Many people have an illusion. Looking at the scrolls flashing between heaven and earth, they seem to see ancient history and imprints, and feel a little worshipful.

Bang!

The two fists swung violently at both sides, and the legendary power poured on the fist body. Two ice holy handprints were shattered into the sky under the astonished eyes of everyone.

The ice chips reflected the sun's light, reflecting colorful rays, intertwining into a dreamy scene. In the scene, Xiao Chen was wearing white clothes, which really felt like an immortal in the sky.

"You are not the only one who can do the advanced martial arts at the heaven level."

Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, and a ball of lightning burst out from his feet, and the Thunder Dragon Step instantly used it. His body flashed, and a ray of light from the gods rushed directly over.

The situation between the fields changed instantly, and Xiao Chen, who had previously fled around, suddenly turned into an offensive.

Bai Wuxue's face darkened. He obviously did not expect Xiao Chen to break his holy handprint so easily and look at the majestic and dazzling light column.

The soles of his feet were chopped on the ground, and there were loud bangs. A thousand feet of snow-capped mountain suddenly rose behind him. There was a saint in white sitting on the top of the snow-capped mountain.

In an instant, the world was fixed steadily, facing the flying column of light, his feet were not moving at all, and Bai Wuxue directly slapped out a palm.

The saint on the top of the snow-capped mountain opened his eyes and waved his palm at the same time as Bai Wuxue's palm, and the movements of the two seemed to overlap.

When the saint took action, an ancient saint sounded in the sky, which was long and far away.

Suddenly, the snowflakes in the world were floating and floating even more violently. There were even many snow tornadoes spinning wildly in the distant sky.

Such strange phenomena were really terrifying. The warriors watching thousands of meters away couldn't help but retreat five thousand meters again.

The power of a thousand pounds is as unmoving as a mountain.

Bai Wuxue's fleshy palm steadily caught the magnificent and dazzling light, without any shaking, and even frozen the light into ice and shattered it piece by piece.

"I have obtained the inheritance of the ancient snow clan. How powerful you are is a joke in front of me."

Seeing the glory being frozen into ice chips, a shocking move that was easily resolved by himself, Bai Wuxue couldn't help but smile proudly.

So what if I can break my ice mark? I will lose.

But the smile on his face had not yet frozen, Xiao Chen had already arrived in front of him, and he was not depressed at all because of the dissolving of the light of the gods.

All he wanted was just to get close to Bai Wuxue, obviously, his goal had been achieved.

The God of Heavens, ten times the combat power, the God of Heaven descends to earth!

A divine light broke through the barrier of the sky and fled into Xiao Chen's body, causing his momentum to rise rapidly, and everything in the world seemed to be worshipping him.

The snowflakes falling in the sky suddenly solidified in front of this momentum, just like time prohibited.

With a roar, golden light overflowed, white clothes swelled, and long roots sprinkled with light and punched out.

Bai Wuxue, who took this move forward, obviously did not expect that Xiao Chen suddenly burst out ten times of his combat power. The snow-capped mountain behind him collapsed between Sumeru, and the saint sitting upright on the top of the mountain was directly blown up.

break!

The Qianzhang Snow Mountain collapsed, Bai Wuxue's momentum was completely broken, and the person flew backward like a sharp arrow. In the blink of an eye, he was bombed thousands of meters and landed outside the platform on the top of the mountain.

The snowflakes did not dance and the strong wind did not roar. Xiao Chen stood calmly on the top of the mountain, looking at Bai Wuxue, who was shocked with cold eyes.

The four sides are quiet, and the battlefield changes instantly, but just a few moves make people feel excited and ups and downs. No one expected this result.
Chapter completed!