"Wan Gu, the middle-aged man's voice is very loud. Chen Xi is not far away from his position. Naturally, he can hear clearly. He frowns slightly and then looks up at the past.

Chen Xi was not satisfied with the mass killing in huangquan.

But when does his disciple need an outsider to educate him?

"Do you have a problem with what I just said?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, his spirit is very sharp, said directly to Chen Xi.

"Hum!"

Chen Xi couldn't stand the arrogance of someone in front of him, so he snorted coldly, and the word Jue ran by himself.

A very mysterious force exploded in the air, and then suddenly exploded on the middle-aged man's body.

"Poop!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were also injured.

"Shut your mouth, will you?" Chen Xi saw this, and he said with a smile.

Middle aged man's heart is incomparably shocked, this person is what kind of expert, unexpectedly only with a cold hum to shock oneself.

The middle-aged man knew that he was not Chen Xi's opponent, so he did not speak, but quietly lowered his head, and then firmly held his fist.

The horror of killing, in the eyes of the middle-aged man crazily bred, just because he lowered his head, so no one else found out.

But even so, what happened here has attracted many people's attention.

The headmaster of badaomen looked at Chen Xi in surprise, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He is still clear about the strength of the middle-aged man. Although there is a big gap between him and himself, if he is seriously injured by a cold hum, even himself can't do it.

"The leader of Tiandi sect really has two brushes." The master of the Badao sect narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was afraid of Chen Xi.

After Chen Xi finished teaching the middle-aged man, he slowly regained his mind and continued to gaze at the arena below.

After hearing Chen Xi's orders, Huang Quan's attack has indeed been restrained a lot and has not been as brutal as before.

However, it is still full of murderous spirit. Although it will not kill people, if they are attacked by the netherworld, serious injuries are inevitable.

"How can this guy be so strong!" Many disciples gathered together one after another, and they looked at the yellow spring in horror.

Huang Quan's face did not change in the slightest. Even if he and other people gathered together, it was just a loose sand. What kind of climate could it become?

Huang Quan still goes his own way, he alone into the crowd, the power of terror contained in his every move.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

"Boom

There are always disciples who are hit by the yellow spring and fall outside the arena.

Only more than 10 minutes, Huang Quan actually swept out all the opponents in the arena.

"What a bunch of rubbish." Huang Quan's ambition is in front of his chest, and his tone is full of sarcasm.

"Poop!"

Those disciples who were defeated by huangquan were seriously injured. Now, after hearing Huang Quan's ridicule, they are even more difficult to suppress the injuries and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

No one is able to stand in arena No. 3 where huangquan is located.

Even the referee of Fengxue mountain looks at the yellow spring with fear on his face and is shocked in his heart.

Just now the performance, has completely exceeded the referee's imagination.

"I guess even I should not be his opponent." The referee took a deep breath and said to himself in his heart.

Huang Quan in all of the opponents to fly, he will slowly come out of the arena.

A thousand disciples were knocked down by Huang Quan, and he became the only one to be promoted in arena 3.

Huang Quan's domineering performance naturally attracted many people's attention.

The contemporary descendant of badaomen also looks at huangquan with a dignified face, and his eyes flash with fear.

"This guy is so strong!" The overlord disciple held a long sword in his hand, and he was afraid of the existence of huangquan. He had no assurance of victory in huangquan.

Chen Xi's eyes move away from the yellow spring, and then slowly gaze at Lin Qianxue's body.

Compared with the hegemony of huangquan, chuyun's gentle and elegant, Lin Qianxue shows the extreme cold.

I saw that no one dared to approach her within ten Zhang of Lin Qianxue's radius, and those who had been close to Lin Qianxue had all become lifelike ice sculptures.

Lin Qianxue just stood in the same place, but brought a huge sense of oppression to all people. She was like a piece of ice that could not be melted for ten thousand years. Other people shivered.

"Damn it, isn't it summer? Why is it so cold! " A disciple sneezed slowly. He hugged his shoulder tightly and said to himself.This disciple is far away from Lin Qianxue. Those who are closer to him are frozen to the ground and can't move at all.

"Younger martial brother Huang has finished the battle, and I can't fall behind him too much." Lin Qianxue turned to look at the No. 3 Arena, but found that there was no one there at the moment, so she murmured to herself.

The next second, Lin Qianxue slowly put away his momentum, and then quietly step forward, a head of black hair fluttering with the wind, reflecting her like a goddess.

"Frozen world!" Lin Qianxue slowly opened his mouth, and then spit out these four words.

After stepping into the realm of Emperor Wu again, Lin Qianxue has been able to display some of his martial arts skills.

However, this move is not a martial art or secret script, but a kind of natural supernatural power derived from the awakening of her dark ice holy body.

All of a sudden, a frightful chill burst out of Lin Qianxue's body and swept the whole audience in an instant.

Countless snowflakes slowly fall from the air and fall into the arena.

A very amazing scene appeared, those snowflakes did not wait to land, actually directly frozen in the air.

From the position where Lin Qianxue stood, a row of huge ice suddenly appeared under her feet, and then instantly swept the entire arena.

"Good How cold it is A contemporary descendant of a fourth rate school suddenly held his breath and then subconsciously whispered a word.

Countless cold Qi slowly condenses in the air, and then quickly attaches to all the disciples in the arena.

Before those disciples reacted, their bodies were completely frozen and turned into countless exquisite ice sculptures.

Next to the No.8 arena, the Fengxue mountain elder, who served as the referee, found a thick cotton padded jacket from nowhere, and then directly put it on his body.

But even so, he was still shivering, and even sneezed several times.

"Frozen I'm freezing to death The referee said in a trembling voice. There were even a lot of small frosts between his eyes and eyebrows.

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