Mu Qingxiao stared at Qi Hao holding the cold ice sword, and a look of contempt flashed in his eyes.

If the opponent is a friar of the same level or whose cultivation is weaker than him, frost can really play a good auxiliary effect by occupying the whole challenge arena.

However, mu Qingxiao's accomplishments are at the level of Yuanying. Qi Hao's ice cream will not have any effect on him at all, but will limit his own ability to move.

"Drink!"

Qi Hao held the cold ice sword and drank softly. The frost on the ground seemed to be summoned by him and spread directly to Mu Qingxiao.

"Click, click..."

In the stunned sight of the surrounding disciples, the frost frozen mu Qingxiao's lower legs at a speed visible to the naked eye. There was no stopping trend and spread all the way up.

In the twinkling of an eye, mu Qingxiao has become an ice sculpture. Standing quietly on the challenge arena, he can see his light smile through the ice crystal.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the surrounding Qingyun sect disciples were boiling. They thought it was a battle between dragons and tigers, but they didn't expect to fall at the beginning of the competition. In front of Qi Hao, mu Qingxiao didn't even have room to resist!

"Elder martial brother Qi deserves to be the first person of the dragon head front. He is so powerful."

"Younger martial brother Mu is too arrogant. He doesn't hide or flash in the face of elder martial brother Qi Hao's attack..."

"I think he was scared silly. Where was that arrogant momentum just now?"

Holding the cold ice sword, Qi Hao was surprised in his eyes. Unexpectedly, mu Qingxiao couldn't even take his move. He took a trace of disdain on his face and snorted coldly: "but so."

At the same time, he also had some regrets in his heart. Mu Qingxiao couldn't even take his move. Naturally, there was no next battle, and he didn't dare to kill in full view of the public.

The heads of all veins were watching on the high platform. He didn't dare to be presumptuous.

At this time, the leaders of each vein in the challenge arena also looked at each other. They also encountered this situation for the first time. They didn't hide or flash in the face of the enemy's attack. What's this routine?

At the same time, the first seat that has expectations for the innate Taoist spirit body also appears extremely disappointed. They thought that they could see the innate Taoist spirit body show great power, but they didn't expect to be so vulnerable.

Immortal daoxuan also shook his head slightly undetectable. Taoist Cangsong's face hung a faint smile and said: "... It seems that I won the competition."

"Hum!"

Tian Buyi snorted coldly. His face was as black as the bottom of the pot. I never expected that he would end up in such a way. For a time, he couldn't get over his face.

"Let martial nephew Qi Hao untie the ice."

Immortal daoxuan nodded slightly. Taoist Cangsong just wanted to open his mouth. Suddenly, the smile on his face solidified and changed suddenly!

"Click, click..."

In the twinkling of an eye, the surroundings quickly quieted down, and their eyes turned to the challenge arena one after another. The crisp sound of fragmentation seemed extremely loud.

I saw a crack on the ice crystal, the crack spread around, and finally like a spider's Web

"Peng!"

In everyone's confused eyes, the ice crystal burst in an instant. Mu Qingxiao stood on the challenge arena with a faint smile on his mouth.

"It's only a show, but it's flashy."

"You...!"

Hearing mu Qingxiao's harsh words, Qi Hao had an impulse to spit blood. Although his just frozen moves were not strong, they were not without a trace of effect.

But the latter's understatement broke open and was simply hitting him in the face!

A burst of shouting and swearing broke out again under the challenge arena, especially the disciples of dragon head Feng refining imitation cold ice sword.

On the high platform, Tian was not easy to look serious, but he was a little relieved. Immortal daoxuan and the head of each pulse didn't know what to do.

Mu Qingxiao shook his head slightly and didn't intend to continue the farce.

If he wants to kill Qi Hao, it's just between his fingers, but he's the first to watch. He's not too shocking to avoid affecting the follow-up task.

He kneaded his hand and made a decision. A faint breath wave spread around. At what time, the terrible aura gathered around.

On the high platform, immortal daoxuan stood up fiercely. He couldn't believe it all over his face and whispered: "nine peaks in Yuqing territory!"

Taoist Cangsong clenched his fists, frowned, and stared at the figure on the challenge arena.

Tian's serious face showed an excited look for the first time, and his whole body trembled.

The breath just emitted from mu Qingxiao was naturally captured by the head of each pulse, and the heart of the head of each pulse jumped wildly. This breath is undoubtedly the nine peaks of Yuqing territory, which is a little higher than Qi Hao's cultivation.

Five years, they clearly remember that mu Qingxiao worshipped Qingyun gate for only five years!

If someone told them that a disciple would practice Taiji Xuanqing Dao to the nine peaks of Yuqing territory in five years, they would not believe it anyway.

But now, the facts are in front of us. How to dispute is in vain. Four words "peerless demons" have emerged in the hearts of the heads of all veins!

In the challenge arena, Qi Hao held the cold ice sword in his hand, and his eyes were unprecedentedly dignified, like facing a great enemy, because he felt that the breath emitted by mu Qingxiao was not more than him.

Qi Hao clenched his teeth. He thought he was gifted. His self-esteem was hurt by 10000 points.

The surrounding Qingyun sect disciples were shocked and couldn't close their mouths. Even the insults of the dragon head front disciples disappeared.

They have all collected some basic information. They know that mu Qingxiao has worshipped Qingyun gate for more than five years, but they never thought that the handsome young people on the stage should have such accomplishments!

Qi Hao's hundred years of cultivation is no more than the ninth peak of Yuqing territory, and the young man in front of him has reached the ninth peak of Yuqing territory in only five years. The gap between them is clear at a glance.

The disciples who had just abused fiercely also shut up for fear of retaliation afterwards.

At this time, the rich aura around gathered at mu Qingxiao's fingertips, and the tone was flat: "I just took a move from you, and now you also take a move from me?"

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Qi Hao's answer, mu Qingxiao's song pointed to a bullet, gathered a little aura, and ran towards Qi Hao with a lightning speed.

Qi Hao is worthy of being the first person of the dragon head front, and his reaction is quite rapid. The cold ice sword is across his chest, emitting fluorescence. The Dharma decision runs, and he tries his best to stop the blow.

The terrible aura came from the impact. At the moment when the cold ice sword collided, mu Qingxiao pulled a strange smile from the corner of his mouth.

"Bang!"

For a moment, a powerful force bombarded the cold ice sword. Qi Hao's pupils contracted violently, and panic flashed in his eyes, unwilling to despair.

Before he reacts, his body rises from the ground and the whole person flies out of control.

"Poof..."

In mid air, Qi Hao's face turned from white to red, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. His face was depressed, and he flew out of the challenge arena with his cold ice sword.

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