I am in a predicament

On the top of the mountain, a gust of cold wind blew in. When I looked up, I saw countless ice crystals drifting down. One of the colorful ice crystals took advantage of the situation and came, with ice sculptures as crowns and snow robes as clothes. His demeanor was icy and domineering.

"The situation in the world is rising, and the mountains and rivers are entering the battle..."

The visitor was about to read again, but the divine Confucian Zi Chuan felt impatient, he saw his palm pressed down, the ice crystals in the air dissipated immediately, and a strong air pressure descended from the sky, pressing down on the visitor.

The visitor's anger sank, he didn't dare to be distracted and stopped speaking, and raised his palm to respond, but he was in the air and couldn't use his strength, so he was pushed down and fell below the top of the mountain, half a body shorter than Zi Chuan.

Zi Chuan lowered his head and asked, "Who is coming, and why are you blocking the way?"

The visitor's momentum was suppressed, and his tone suddenly weakened by three points: "One of the Hokkaido twins, Bing Zhenzi, who is lonely and wandering, pays a visit, please stop the gods and scholars, and watch the battle at the foot of the mountain together."

Zi Chuan said with his hands behind his back: "You alone are not enough."

"Plus old age."

The voice of the old man came with the sound of the wind, and the wind was blowing from all directions. The god and Confucianism were in the center, and everything moved but he did not move.

An old figure came riding the wind, standing on the top of the mountain, trembling slightly, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time, came humanely: "One of Hokkaido's double gods, Fengshen Boran, pay homage to the god Confucian Mr. Zichuan."

Zichuan said disdainfully: "You are older than me, but you are not worthy of this gift. If you are old, don't come out, be careful of being beaten to death."

Fengshen Boran was slightly angry, what's wrong with being older than you, isn't it because I don't have as much knowledge as you, my aptitude is not as good as yours, my cultivation level is not as high as yours, and I didn't eat your food, I ate from Hokkaido.

He said: "Mr. Zichuan, can you show me the face of the battle at the foot of the mountain?"

Zi Chuan looked down the mountain from a distance, it was Beishuang Plain, the battle between the two armies had come to an end, he knew that going now would not change the ending, so he simply stopped paying attention.

"Two people who haven't reached the realm of Taoism still want to stop me, but I know that the gnat may shake the tree beyond its control."

Fengshen Boran said: "The old man sees that your true energy is unstable and your breath is not stable. I think we have just gone through a big battle. The two of us just want to stop Mr. Zichuan a little bit, and it's not about fighting for our lives. I think it's possible."

"ridiculous!"

Zi Chuan looked at him coldly, dissatisfied that he was on the same level as him, and swept him off with his palm, landing on Bing Zhenzi.

Fengshen Boran held back the humiliation and said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Shenru can guess and judge well, can you guess what we are doing today?"

Zichuan said: "However, the two armies are fighting, deepening the hatred, the flames of war continue, stretching across the land of the Central Plains, using small methods, it is inferior."

Bing Zhenzi clapped his hands and praised: "Mr. Zichuan, you are worthy of the name of a god and Confucianist. Although the means are low, the effect is good. This round, sir, is satisfied."

Bing Zhenzi was a little proud and wanted to see his jokes, but Zichuan said: "The Lord of Beitao is about to die, why don't you save him?"

The two turned their heads and saw Qiu Baiyu slashing the sword in Lang Jingtao's hand, and another slash would see the end.The two quickly melted into the icy wind and left.

The survival of Lang Jingtao is related to the development of the follow-up plan.

Zi Chuan snorted, "If I hadn't cared about my disciples and hurt some souls, I would have left you today."

It seems that there is no problem in accepting Yan Shen's two moves. The Buddha, Confucianism and Taoism are all a little bit shaken, and they need to adjust their breath and rest for a while.

A gust of wind blew by, and the god Confucian Zichuan on the top of the mountain had disappeared, and he took Yueguan Mountain back to Rende Academy.

In the battle between the two cities on the Beishuang Plain, Shuangye City's army was stronger, and had strangled most of Beitao City, leaving only 3000 troops led by two generals, one of whom died in the battle.

A general looked at Lang Jingtao and said, "City Lord, retreat."

Qiu Baiyu and Lang Jingtao fought to the point of madness. Qiu Baiyu fully showed his strength. After several moves, he chopped off the sword in Lang Jingtao's hand with one knife, and prepared to finish him with another knife.

Lang Jingtao's sword left his hand, and suddenly his mind was shocked. Facing the attacking knife, he suddenly felt that death was approaching.

"City Master, retreat quickly."

At this time, a general stood up to block the knife and replaced him with death. Lang Jingtao escaped from death and immediately retreated. Some soldiers stepped forward to stop Qiu Baiyu.

Qiu Baiyu went crazy, killing non-stop, the soldiers of Beitao City were all scared, and they kept retreating.

Qiu Baiyu leaped into the air, and swung a saber towards Lang Jingtao and other soldiers of Beitao City. At the moment of life and death, he suddenly saw ice crystals floating in the air, and another cold wind came, and a streak of frost stood between the two armies.

Fengshen Boran rolled up the waves and said, "Retreat."

When all the soldiers heard the words, they dropped their soldiers and unarmored, and retreated immediately. Less than a thousand soldiers were routed.

On the road from Rende Academy to Shuangye City, three people were fighting fiercely.

Pai Baizi's fishing rod shattered, revealing a white sword in the rod, the sword came out of its sheath, a white light flashed, Zhou Xuehai became alert, stepped aside, suddenly felt pain in his arm, blood flowed out, and was wounded by the sword.

Zhou Xuehai said vigilantly: "Be careful with his sword."

Lin Xiangzhi nodded, paying attention to the movement of the white sword, and the three of them fought again, but Zhou Xuehai and his cultivation were not as good, they were hit by the sword continuously, covered in blood, fortunately they were not critical, and they were still able to move.

Just when Pai Baizi was about to destroy the two of them, a purple figure appeared on the battlefield in an instant, in front of Zhou Xuehai and the two of them.

The purple incarnation of Yueguan Mountain looked at Zhou Xuehai and Zhou Xuehai, covered in blood, and suddenly became angry.

A sword condenses the power of heaven and earth, locks towards Pai Baizi, and strikes majesticly.

Cang Baizi was locked by the sword energy, unable to move, he had no choice but to accept this move: When I look at the North Sea, I am pale and white.

When the two moves hit each other, Pai Baizi retreated dozens of steps immediately, and the purple avatar retreated a few steps, he said: "Good move, good move, what's your name?"

The purple incarnation thought for a while and said: "The Guiyi sword will end the purple-clothed guest."

"I remember you."

Cang Baizi put away the white sword, the situation was gone, he quickly backed away.

Zi Yike took Zhou Xuehai and Lin Xiangzhi back to Rende Academy. Seeing this, Yang Wenjun immediately took them to the hospital for treatment.

A gust of wind blew by, Zi Yike sensed that the person was back, he came to Guiyi Valley, saw the two were adjusting their breath, he stood aside quietly.

Yue Guanshan felt the strange movement in his bosom, and came to his senses, he took out the Panlong Yin Bead from his bosom, pondered for a moment and said: "The Yin Bead touches the Yang Qi, causing the Yin Bead to become unstable, purple, you take it to the top of Tianshan Mountain, put it on the At the top, absorb the cold air of the Tianshan Mountains."

Zi Zi took it, turned to leave, and suddenly turned around and said: "My name belongs to Zi Yi."

With that said, he quickly left again.

Yue Guanshan shook his head, these incarnations, one is called Ghost Prison Dao Shou Tsing Yi Guest, and the other is called Gui Yi Sword End Purple Clothed Guest, they have individuality.

Tianshan, Tianshan, Tianshan is extremely gloomy and cold. Today, the guest in purple came here. He holds the Panlong Yinzhu, which absorbs the cold air around him, making him invincible.

Like taking a walk, the purple-clothed guest sometimes wields his sword and sometimes steps on the snow, but within a short while, he has reached the top of Tianshan Mountain.

He placed the Panlong Yinzhu on the top of the mountain, and the Yinzhu absorbed the coldness of Tianshan Mountain to accelerate its own pregnancy.

The man in purple clothes looked up at the sky, the sky was densely covered with nebula, and then he bowed his head, the mountains and rivers were in his eyes, and he saw thousands of miles away. For a moment, he was full of pride, and he had a comprehension of the way of swordsmanship.

Immediately, strands of sword qi crisscrossed and gathered into formations, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, lingering for a long time, and standing for a long time.

He wrote on the wall of Tianshan again:

I'm in the top, there's no one in the world