The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

As the leader of the Five Arts of the Song Dynasty, although Wang Chongyang has practiced Taoism for most of his life, he still cannot change his aloof and aloof nature, and rarely puts the world's heroes in his eyes.

However, he does have enough capital to be proud of.

When it comes to swordsmanship in Huashan, who else but me can truly defeat an invincible opponent throughout the Song Dynasty?

Although the world is so vast, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the huge Song Dynasty, there must be hidden masters who are unwilling to participate in this so-called Huashan Sword Discussion.

But it has to be said that the number one master of the Song Dynasty is now on the bright side.

There is no doubt that it is Wang Chongyang.

For many years, he has held the title of Central Divine Power. Naturally, there are a large number of people in the world who want to challenge him, including some real grand masters.

But no matter what kind of opponent he faces, Wang Chongyang can deal with it calmly and easily defeat his opponent.

So far, he has only been defeated by one person.

That Zhang Zhenren from Wudang Mountain.

Of course, this old god can no longer be described as a mere mortal.

Today, after several years, Wang Chongyang finally experienced the same feeling again when facing Zhang Sanfeng.

The person in front of me seems to be someone other than the mortal world, and the moves he performs are like immortal magic and supernatural powers, beyond the imagination of ordinary people, just like a banished immortal coming to earth.

"impossible——"

"He is only a little older, how could he ascend to the realm of heaven and man like Zhenren Zhang! ?"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Wang Chongyang frowned with a stern expression. Looking at the ever-changing bright moonlight in the mid-air, a wave of panic suddenly arose in his heart. These rays of light were absolutely extraordinary and contained terrifying energy that could even kill him. This true master of the land of gods and wonderland felt frightened.

"What kind of martial arts does this person practice? It is actually a hundred times better than my innate skill. It is unimaginable that there is a unique skill in this world! Wang

Chongyang temporarily suppressed the fear in his heart, stared at the handsome young man shrouded in fairy light, and asked in a deep voice:

"Dare I ask who your lord is? 22 Why do you want me to make trouble with Quanzhen? If there is any misunderstanding in this, please sit down and talk to Pindao!"

"talk?"

Ji Changan sneered, with a hint of joking flashing in his eyes, and nodded:

"It's not impossible——"

"However, you have to take my move!"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Changan was seen slowly extending his palm, and the Guanghan fairy light gathered in the mid-air suddenly began to stir, and the power of the lunar yin gathered in one place.

And at this moment, An idea suddenly appeared in Ji Changan's mind

"etc......."

Ji Changan originally wanted to display the Guanghan Immortal Light again to show Wang Chongyang how powerful he was.

But at the moment when he was about to take action, he suddenly had a new idea in his mind

"Guanghan Immortal Light is a move I developed based on the power of Taiyin and based on the Golden Light Curse of Longhu Mountain among Strangers."

"After all, this Guanghan Immortal Light is actually a more advanced energy refined from Taiyin Qi. What if the energy of Zhiyin Zhihan can be compressed again and finally condensed into an entity?"

Ji Changan's eyes brightened slightly, he already had an idea in his mind, and the corner of his mouth quietly curved.

"Wang Chongyang, Wang Chongyang, I don’t know whether you are lucky or unlucky, but you just happened to catch up with me when I was about to fight and gain enlightenment. This time, I’ll use you to try out new tricks!"

The next moment, I saw Ji Changan holding his backhand and merging the countless strands of Guanghan Immortal Light into one place. A moment later, with continuous compression and condensation, the originally mighty Guanghan Immortal Light finally became It was quietly condensed into an ice jade lotus the size of a palm, like a glass carving.

Ji Changan put one hand behind his back, and held the beautiful ice jade lotus with the other, quietly on his handsome face. Showing a happy smile

"It actually happened, let’s call you Buddha’s Furious Ice Lotus!"

This move is a new move that Ji Changan just created on a whim. The prototype is naturally the Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus of Emperor Yan.

Although the principle is very simple, it just continuously compresses the Guanghan Immortal Light, and finally condenses it into a slap. It is as small as an ice lotus flower, but its power should not be underestimated.

Even though it is not as domineering as the fusion of two different fires, the yin to cold Guanghan Fairy Light has been repeatedly compressed, and it also contains endless cold energy.

Once The explosion may be enough to completely freeze the entire Chongyang Palace.

"Wang Chongyang, as I just said, if you can take this move, I will sit down and have a good talk with you. However, a friendly reminder, I just came up with this move."

Ji Changan looked at Wang Chongyang with a half-smile, and casually asked,

"I don't know exactly how powerful it is, but you must not die, Ren!"

When Wang Chongyang heard this, his heart suddenly sank. An unprecedented chill quietly came to his heart, and even his breathing became a little faster.

"good!"

"I'll take it!"

"I hope you will not forget your promise!"

Wang Chongyang ignored the dissuasion of the Quanzhen Seventh Son, agreed to Ji Changan's proposal, and ordered his disciples to retreat thousands of feet away to avoid being affected.

Although he had expected that the opponent's attack would be an earth-shattering decisive blow/ but Wang Chongyang has always been arrogant and arrogant.

In addition, Ji Changan said that if he could take this move, he would be willing to sit down and have peace talks.

Wang Chongyang gritted his teeth and did not dodge, choosing to fight head-on.

I saw his both hands Holding the sword, he put himself on the defensive, while maximizing his innate skills. The authentic Qi of Xuanmen for nearly forty years was as majestic as the boundless sea, and the rolling waves seemed to turn into a celestial river, surrounding it.

At this moment, Wang Chongyang has gone all out.

The last time he seemed so serious was back when he was discussing Taoism in Wudang Mountain and competing with Master Zhang.

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, he had to Said.

At this moment, in Wang Chongyang's heart, Ji Changan has been regarded as a figure who can be compared with Zhang Sanfeng in the realm of heaven and man!

Ji Changan stood there, standing with his hands behind his back, holding the beautiful flower in his hand The beautiful ice jade lotus looks like a passionate young man playing with flowers with a smile.

But it is such a seemingly ordinary and extraordinary boy who makes the entire Quanzhen sect tremble. There is silence outside the Chongyang Palace, and needles fall. It was audible.

Everyone held their breath involuntarily and looked at each other in shock.

"Ready?"

Ji Changan glanced at Wang Chongyang and asked lightly

"Please take action!"

Wang Chongyang was already on the defensive and shouted lowly.

"as you wish!"

Ji Changan smiled indifferently, and then threw out the beautiful ice lotus, drawing a smooth arc in the void, heading straight for Wang Chongyang. The ice lotus crossed the void without any exposure. The strength was just like an ordinary lotus flower, but for some reason, Wang Chongyang felt an unprecedented chill, even fear, in his heart. He only felt that his scalp was numb, and even the hair on his body was cold. It was about to stand up.

However, it was too late to retreat at this time.

Because the ice jade lotus flower had already arrived in front of Wang Chongyang

"I want to see how powerful this ice lotus is!"

Whether he was a warrior in the past or a cultivator now, Wang Chongyang has no shortage of blood and courage in his bones. Facing the floating ice lotus, he was the first to take action and stabbed forward.

The moment the sword edge touched the ice lotus, the ice sculpture-like lotus suddenly rioted, followed by crisp explosions.

The cold breaks out! boom!

The Guanghan Immortal Light, which had been compressed to the extreme, finally exploded completely at this moment.

The endless cold air seemed to turn into an ice and snow storm, bringing up overwhelming snowflakes and spreading in all directions. Wherever the cold air affected, everything condensed into ice!

Whether it is the statue of the Taoist Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty, the white stone tower in the square, or the ground paved with white marble, including the entire Chongyang Palace, they are all covered in white snow and ice. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

At this moment, Zhongnan Mountain seems to have transcended time, from the scorching summer to the freezing winter.

The huge Quanzhen Sect, under Ji Changan's Buddha's Angry Ice Lotus, almost turned into a world of ice and snow, everything within sight was covered in ice and snow.

Thousands of feet away.

The Seven Quanzhen disciples, together with thousands of Quanzhen disciples, stood there blankly, their faces dull and dazed, as if they had had a bizarre and strange dream.

"I must be dreaming......"

Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and others looked in a daze, unable to believe their eyes, as if even their breathing had stopped, looking at the Chongyang Palace covered in ice and snow in disbelief.

The Quanzhen disciples looked horrified, their eyes full of fear.

If the Chongyang Patriarch hadn't told them to retreat thousands of feet away in advance, I'm afraid they would have turned into ice sculptures and frozen to death outside the Chongyang Palace.

"master——"

Qiu Chuji was the first to come to his senses, and regardless of his injuries, he rolled forward and ran towards the Chongyang Palace, which was covered in ice and snow.

Ma Yu and the other seven Quanzhen disciples followed closely behind, and everyone's eyes were filled with worry.

Even though they were thousands of feet away, they could still feel the biting chill.

So Wang Chongyang, who was located at the center of the battlefield and resisted the attack head-on, must have endured such a terrifying attack?

Qiu Chuji and others did not dare to think about it, nor did they want to think about it.

Master Wang Chongyang has always been the invincible existence in their hearts.

But now, after witnessing with my own eyes the destructive power caused by that little devil named Ji Changan, it was like a natural disaster.

Even the Quanzhen Seventh Son, who had no doubts about Wang Chongyang, began to waver in their hearts.

Can a mortal body really withstand such an attack?

Even though the master has great martial arts skills, he is still a mortal after all. How can he fight against such a monster-like existence?

"master——"[]

The Quanzhen Seven Sons trudged through the snow-covered square and arrived at the location where Ji Changan and Wang Chongyang were previously, but they saw nothing.

It was as if the two people who had just fought were buried in the ice and snow.

Everyone was at a loss.

Qiu Chuji and Sun Buer were already in tears.

Ma Yu, the always calm elder brother, also sighed and was at a loss.

Just when everyone in Quanzhen was feeling sad, a joking chuckle suddenly sounded.

"Don't cry too early, Wang Laodao is not dead yet!"

Hearing this, the seven Quanzhen disciples were all shocked and quickly looked in the direction of the voice.

They saw a handsome man sitting there on a giant piece of ice not far away, looking leisurely and at ease.

It was Ji Changan.

It can be seen from his leisurely and comfortable appearance that he was not affected at all by the extremely cold storm just now.

"Devil! 043"

"Where is my master! ?"

Qiu Chuji burst into tears, climbed up from the ground, and rushed towards Ji Chang'an with all his strength, but was hit hard by a snowball.

"One mouthful and one devil, you think I have no temper, right?"

Ji Changan sat on the solid ice, looking down at Qiu Chuji with a half-smile, still playing with a snowball in his hand, and said lightly:

"If it weren't for your eagerness to save the teacher and your filial piety, this snowball just now should have smashed your dog's head!"

"you——"

Qiu Chuji was so shaken by this snowball that he almost fainted. After becoming frightened, he wanted to settle the score with Ji Chang'an.

"Junior Brother Qiu, don’t act recklessly! Ma

Yu on the side quickly stepped forward to stop him, then looked up at Ji Changan and asked in a deep voice:

"May I ask, your honor, where is my master now?"

"Far away, yet so close."

Ji Changan sneered, and then knocked on the piece of ice sitting under him. The ice and snow covering it fell quietly. What was frozen in the huge ice block was Wang Chongyang.

"ah——"

"master!"

"The master is frozen!"

Seeing this scene, the Quanzhen Seventh Son's eyes were split open, filled with grief and anger, and they were about to rush forward to rescue Wang Chongyang who was frozen in the ice.

However, Ji Chang'an threw another snowball, knocking the horse rushing forward. Yu Ye was beaten until he fell to the ground.

"Everyone, stop right there."

Ji Changan jumped down from the ice, looked at Ma Yu and others with a half-smile, pointed at the piece of ice that froze Wang Chongyang, and said with evil intentions:

"Wang Chongyang's skills are inferior to those of others. If he loses to me, he will naturally be my prisoner."

"If you want to save him, it's not impossible. You can either fight him or buy him. It's your choice!"

As soon as these words came out, all the seven Quanzhen disciples were stunned.

They never expected that the other party would actually say such words.

Ma Yu got up from the ground and rubbed his swollen head, but in his eyes But there was a sense of joy, and he seemed to be relieved.

Since the other party is willing to talk, then the master can still be saved! He will definitely not be able to defeat him.

Even the master was defeated by this little devil, let alone Are they useless disciples?

Then, the only choice is to buy them.

As the current Quanzhen headmaster, Ma Yu coughed twice, then stepped forward and whispered:

"May I ask, your honor, what do I have to pay in order to become my master?"

"Yes, you are a smart man."

Ji Changan glanced at Ma Yu, gave a rare compliment, and then said with a smile:

"If you want your master's life back, then trade it for this Zhongnan Mountain！"