Chapter 2274: Ice princess

Chapter 2274 Ice Princess
An elderly man walked out of the Tianmen disciple wearing a simple cloth.
The simple dress, the straw sandals on the feet, and the rough face.
It's completely different from those Tianmen disciples who are wearing white clothes, or they don't look like the same kind of people at all.
When others see this old man's defeat, they may think that this guy is just a servant.
But above the snow peak in the distance, a Simon Sword Saint with a broken sword on his back opened his closed eyes for the first time and looked at the old man.
"We haven't seen each other for almost fifty years. In my life, you are the only one who can take my three swords purely on swordsmanship.
I don't know if you can take my ten swords after these fifty years. "Ximen Juggernaut looked at the figure of Sword Slave, and muttered to himself.
If you let those who look down upon Jian Slave with contemptuous eyes hear what Simon Sword Master said.
The jaw that would be frightened fell to the ground.
This looking sloppy old immortal can actually pick up the legendary character, the Three Swords of the Sword Master Simon, in swordsmanship.
You must know that as if not talking about one's own realm, single-wheel swordsmanship, in this China Kyushu, no one has ever dared to say that he can take the sword of Simon Sword Master.
Even the disciples of the Tianmen knew that their old heavenly master once talked about swordsmanship and would mention the Sword Master Ximen.
Regarding the swordsmanship of Ximen Swordsmanship, the celestial master once said that he couldn't even take the sword of Ximen Swordmaster without using skill.
Huaxia's recognized as the number one powerhouse, the old celestial master gave Ximen Swordmaster's swordsmanship such a high evaluation.
One can imagine how far the swordsmanship of Ximen Juggernaut has reached.
And this ugly old man with shameless appearance and shabby edges could actually take over the Three Swords of Simon Swordmaster. Although it was fifty years ago, it was already quite powerful.
Jian slave staggered onto the Everest Snow Altar.
"Who is this person? Why is it like this? There is no one in Tianmen, how can you send such a bad old man to fight."
"Yeah. Look at this man, his shaky body is too unstable on the bottom. I guess I can send him into the morgue with a punch."
"Hey, it seems that Tianmen is really sunset."
Onlookers have expressed their disapproval of Tianmen.
And most people on the Tianmen side also felt dull on their faces.
The most is the people from Forge Sword Valley. Others don't know who this bad old man is, don't they yet?
"What's the matter? Why did Master Tianjizi send this bad old man who sweeps the floor for us to play?"
"Yeah. This bad old man was the one who swept the ground in Sword Forge Valley. Even if we have the strength, is it still the opponent of the other party's Nine Innate Peak?"
"Could it be that the name on the sign was wrong?"
Those who say this are basically the middle and low-level people of Tianmen.
And for those high-level figures, such as the Eight Great Envoys, the twenty-four elders stared at the back of the sword slave.
Either with reverence, or with complexity, or with surprised eyes.
Because they know the identity of this person.
This person can be said to be in the existence of Tianmen second only to the old celestial master, if we say that among the hundred people in the second round of Tianmen, they will rank among the highest in strength.
No one dared to compete with this old man.
Because this person represents the pinnacle of Tianmen Kendo!
I don't know if it was a coincidence. This second round of battle, a very focused battle, started in this central snow altar.
After the Sword Slave came up, he first glanced at the direction of Xuefeng where the Sword Master Ximen was located, a trace of emotion flashed in his muddy eyes.
Those who are both the highest in kendo naturally have a sense of supernatural friendship.
After Jian Nu stood firmly, he looked at Ye Hao in the audience.
Ye Hao looked at Jian Slave with respectful eyes.
The Sword Slave will appear here, even if Ye Hao expected it, but also Ye Hao unexpectedly.
Ye Hao couldn't see through the strength of the sword slave a year ago, but now he can feel the extraordinary sword aura from the body of the sword slave.
Although the sword slave was sloppy on the outside, he was not sloppy.
But the aura in his body was an extremely sharp sword, and Ye Hao, who looked at it coldly, was a little jealous.
Ye Hao even asked himself, if he was in the same realm, could he defeat the sword slave?
In the end, the answer given in his heart was that he was 70% sure that he could defeat the sword slave if he was seriously injured.
And now the realm of the sword slave is...
Peak of Wonderland!
Half the holy is only one step away.
"Xiaoyue, wait a while for you to play casually. Don't hold on, you are not the opponent of this person, and you will directly admit defeat in the end." Ye Hao transmitted to Song Xiaoyue.
Song Xiaoyue frowned when she heard Ye Hao's words in her head, and cast Ye Hao an unconvinced look.
That seems to be saying, don’t you think this lady is good?
Seeing Song Xiaoyue's stubborn expression, Ye Hao knew that Song Xiaoyue would never give up easily.
Fortunately, her opponent is a sword slave.
Although the sword slave played on behalf of Tianmen, it would not hurt Song Xiaoyue's life.
"The battle...began!" The referee announced the beginning of the battle.
The sword slave stood still and didn't move.
Song Xiaoyue carefully looked at the old man in front of her.
Although she was not convinced by what Ye Hao said, since Ye Hao reminded it, it shows that this person must not be weak.
So she did not take it lightly.
As soon as she came up, she first faced the ground with her hands, and the chill suddenly came out.
Those cold air formed ice crystals and formed an icicle under Song Xiaoyue's feet, sending Song Xiaoyue to a high place.
An ice cone is also formed around the icicle, and the sharp ice cone can prevent enemy attacks.
At this start, Song Xiaoyue put herself in a safe place first.
Because of the previous cold poison, Song Xiaoyue's control of the ice element was higher than that of some ice element abilities.
That was already the grade of elemental power, and even if Song Xiaoyue worked a little harder, he might be able to comprehend the ice law.
"Ice Falls!"
Song Xiaoyue pointed her hands at the sword slave in front, like a waterfall of ice crystals, falling towards the sword slave.
Jian Slave did not move under his feet, still standing on the spot.
The people around showed expressions that couldn't bear to look at it, as if they had predicted that this sloppy old man would be pierced by the ice crystals and died on the spot.
But the expected scene did not appear.
Jian Slave carried his hands on his back and did not move.
When the ice waterfall hit in front of him, it was like hitting a solid wall, turning into ice mist one by one.
The audience outside the scene watching this scene was stunned, all of them didn't know what was going on and what tactics this shameless old man used.
"It's the sword aura." Ye Hao muttered, and the sword slave's sword aura could reach the level of unexpected release.
The invisible sword aura formed a shield in front of him, and Song Xiaoyue's ice burst could not penetrate at all.