Chapter 870: Murderous

At this moment, Wu Tian seemed to have completely changed a person. There was no emotion in his eyes, and his whole body was rising, forming a very amazing scene.
After the Icefield Sword Saint saw this scene, his whole person was also stunned, his face was shocked and puzzled.
How did this guy's strength suddenly become so strong?
What kind of secret is this? Why can he make him break through to the Great Emperor from the half-step realm!
There was a faint smile at the corner of Chen Xi's mouth, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and a touch of clarity flashed in his heart.
As expected, how could this so-called Heavenly Secret Pavilion Pavilion Master be just a half-step emperor?
"Liu Yuan, will you continue to attack me?" Wu Tian said blankly to the Bingyuan sword, and directly said his real name.
After the Icefield Sword Saint heard Wu Tian's words, his whole body trembled slightly, his face full of shock and confusion.
Liu Yuan is exactly the real name of the Sword Master of Icefield, but after he became a master of kendo, the world respected him as the Sword Master, and no one remembered his name.
Bingyuan Jiansheng can't remember how many years it has not been called this way, maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years, maybe tens of thousands of years!
"Who are you guys?" The Icefield Sword Saint subconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand, and said to Wu Tian with indifferent eyes, his whole body was murderous, almost coming out of his body.
"This is Wu Tian, ​​the master of the Tianji Pavilion!" Wu Tian's extremely cold voice slowly spread from his mouth, making the Icefield Sword Saint subconsciously stunned there.
"It turns out that you are the pavilion master of the secret secret pavilion, the guy who deliberately manipulates the secret secret of the northern wilderness!" After hearing Wu Tian's words, the Icefield Sword Saint clenched his fist tightly, and then said angrily, as if with Wu What kind of deep hatred does the sky have.
"Shut up!" After Wu Tian heard the words of the Icefield Sword Saint, his face changed slightly, and then he roared directly.
These two words are constantly shaking directly in the heavens and the earth, and they are as vast as the majesty of the sky, which is shocking.
"Boom!"
Numerous snow and ice suddenly lifted from the ground, and the earth kept shaking and resounding, forming a terrifying scene.
And the Icefield Sword Saint who was on the cusp felt the mighty power, as if the sky was falling down, rushing towards him frantically.
The Icefield Sword Saint clenched the long sword in his hand and slashed directly at the sky, slashing the huge sound completely.
"Today I am going to kill the people and kill you, a chaotic monster!"
An extremely majestic force burst out of the Icefield Sword Saint's body. His entire body rose to the sky, holding a long sword in both hands, and fell from the sky fiercely.
An extremely majestic sword light suddenly radiated from the ice-cold sword, with extremely terrifying force and pressure, and went towards the sky hole, freezing all the space along the way.
"I can't help myself."
With a disdainful smile at the corner of Wu Tian's mouth, he directly extended a finger to the Icefield Sword Saint, with a look of contempt and disdain.
As Wu Tian's finger fell gently, it was as if the sky was sunken.
The extremely terrifying power fluctuations continued to wreak havoc in the void, and finally hit the sword light fiercely, swallowing the entire sword light in an instant.
However, this was just the beginning. After swallowing that sword light, the terrifying power not only did not decay at all, but it became stronger and more prosperous, and suddenly slammed into the Icefield Sword Saint.
After the Icefield Sword Saint saw this scene, he could only subconsciously cross the sword in front of him, trying to block the attack of that power.
"Boom!"
When that force hit the Icefield Sword Saint, it directly slammed his whole person onto the ground, smashing a huge deep hole in the ground.
The Icefield Sword Saint is extremely miserable at the moment, his face is pale, his clothes are torn, not only is there not the slightest chic, but his messy long hair also looks very sloppy.
In the next second, Wu Tian's figure suddenly appeared in front of the Icefield Swordmaster, he directly stepped on the chest of the Icefield Swordmaster, and then stepped down fiercely.
"Boom!"
The earth shook violently, and the huge pit spread downward again, and the Icefield Sword Saint opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood, looking even more miserable.
"Ice Plain Sword Saint? Haha, it's just a sluggish ant." Wu Tian's mouth had a very mocking smile, and his voice was bitterly cold, making the Ice Plain Sword Saint's face even more ugly.
However, under the pressure of absolute power, no matter how hard the Icefield Sword Saint tried, he still couldn't stand up. Instead, his breastbone had been stepped into it.
Who could have imagined, but in a short moment, the previously unrestrained and unrestrained Sword Saint of Icefield had become the miserable appearance of today.
But even so, the Icefield Sword Saint still didn't have any intention of surrendering, his fists kept clenching, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was going to choose someone to eat.
"The pavilion master did not intend to attack you, but since you are looking for death by yourself, don't blame the pavilion master for being ruthless!" Wu Tian's eyes flashed with a very strong murderous intent, and his momentum continued to explode, as if to The sky is generally collapsed.
Seeing, Wu Tian was about to kill the Icefield Sword Saint.
The prestigious Icefield Sword Saint may be completely dead in the next second, turning into loess one by one.
But at this very moment, Chen Xi's figure suddenly appeared in the deep pit.
"Pavilion Master Wu, let's look at the face of this seat, forget it." Chen Xi's calm and indifferent voice came out slowly, making Wu Tian's body slightly stiff.
"Senior Chen."
Wu Tian hurriedly retracted his right foot that was stepping on the chest of the Icefield Sword Saint, and then slightly bent over to face Chen Xi with a respectful expression on his face.
Although Wu Tian's expression was respectful, the murderous intent in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest.
"Pavilion Master Wu doesn't need to be polite, I ask you, why did you kill him? Just because he was rude to you?" Chen Xi frowned slightly, and then said in a deep voice.
"Of course, this guy is not as strong as me, but he dared to do something to me. Why should I kill him?" After Wu Tian heard Chen Xi's words, he subconsciously replied with a plain expression on his face. As if only telling a fact.
"Hehe, if I say that, I am stronger than you, can I kill you casually?" Chen Xi put a faint smile on his mouth after hearing Wu Tian's words, and then said directly. The pressure on his body was overwhelming, as shocking as the might of heaven.
When Wu Tian felt the breath of Chen Xi, he subconsciously stepped back two steps, his face full of tension.