Xiao Cheng looked up at the night sky with dark clouds and no stars and moon, sighed helplessly, and then blew snow.
It was really blowing snow.
The goose feathers of snow were flying all over the sky, falling on the eyelashes of the body and face, turning into frost.
If he hadn't had the Five Heavens Clan cultivation level, he would have frozen to death.
"What the hell is this place?
Why is it different from before?
I bear the image of Ximen Chuixue and Lang Fanyun.
There is no need for the Demon God Altar to put me in such an environment."
"This looks like the North Pole of the Earth.
It really looks like the colorful lights on the horizon.
Are they the legendary aurora?
It's so beautiful.
I've only seen it in movies and documentaries in my previous life.
In this life, my soul has experienced it myself.
It's just that it's too cold. .
If I were not the Great Sword God, I would freeze to death here.
Wouldn’t it be that I would be judged to have lost the battle by the Demon God Altar?”
Xiao Cheng wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Isn't it just to borrow the image of blowing snow?
You keep making heavy snow and I can't finish blowing.
Why do I blow, I blow."
Xiao Cheng pouted and blew out the air forcefully to blow away the falling snow flakes.
Not to mention, he really got the charm of blowing snow.
It's the real Fubuki, not the Sword God's Thirteenth Blowing Blood.
The two are fundamentally different.
Soon, something happened that made Xiao Cheng furious.
The light screen transmitted the message that ten thousand monks were ready.
He casually looked at the message of ten thousand monks.
In the cold wind, his face turned livid.
"You old immortals, are you forming a group to bully others?
Who are these people?
Each and every one of them has such a terrifying record.
Many of them are winners against 10,000 people.
More than once, you really think highly of me.
Like this The ten thousand monks are more powerful than one million ordinary monks.
The Demon Altar also broadcast the event of setting a new record live because the final score of the ten thousand applicants was too high and a new record was created.
Damn it, damn it."
The moment Xiao Cheng saw the message clearly, the three corpse gods jumped up and had the urge to draw their swords and pierce the night sky.
"In less than ten hours, if I want to defeat thousands of masters with rich combat experience and endless martial arts skills, can I succeed?
I must not be joined by more than a hundred people.
If more than a hundred of these guys attack together, no matter how powerful I am, I can't do it."
They will be beaten to a pulp, and the Demon God Altar will be directly judged as a failure.
They can only fight guerrilla warfare, but also combine it with blitzkrieg, hitting the target with one hit, going back and forth, plotting and sneak attacks, and using all possible means, otherwise, they will definitely fail.
I'm here to uphold the essence of the swordsmanship of the two sword gods, and I can't bring disgrace to these two faces.
What a joke, whoever heard that Ximen Chuixue and Lang Fangyun were beaten and fled in embarrassment could not embarrass the earth's sword gods.
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No matter what, we can’t make people laugh.”
Xiao Cheng made up his mind.
Looking around this ghost place, there were icebergs and snow hills everywhere, and sea water appeared further away.
Xiao Cheng's eyes widened for a moment.
"I read that right, it's so cold.
It doesn't freeze.
You see, you can't look at it with common sense.
You can think of it this way, in the Arctic Ocean, ice islands are drifting with the current.
Yes, you are right to think about it this way.
This is definitely the pattern.
There is Some places are sea water, some places are ice and snow The island has either icebergs or black ice.
Anyway, there is no green or red at all.
The Demon Altar is not interesting enough.
I wonder if the energy I am using at this time is only the power of fire.
Apart from icebergs, it is seawater, which is invisible.
He suppressed the power of the fire element and made me so angry."
Xiao Cheng cursed at the sky and realized that he had no choice but to do so.
The environment was not conducive to him, but it was conducive to the cultivators who had awakened attributes such as water and ice.
One was the opposite, and if he didn't think of a way, he would be mercilessly crushed to death.
"Take the initiative and explore where the ten thousand monks are staying.
If you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger of a hundred battles."
Xiao Cheng's plan has been decided, and his body turns into a white light and shadow.
In the heavy snow, there is no trace of walking on the snow, and it sweeps towards the distance, climbing over icebergs and snowfields, stepping on more than ten miles of icy sea water, and lurking at the second iceberg island.
In the thick layer of snow, I peeked at the tens of thousands of enemies gathered in the snow valley, and felt the astonishing combat power of each one, and I screamed in my heart.
Once the number of people exceeded 10,000, it looked like a huge crowd.
These guys were gearing up one by one.
Apparently, they were impatient to wait.
At a certain moment, they rushed out with a bang.
They are all scattered and cannot form a group attack.
At this time, they are doing their own thing and looking for the target No. 90 million.
Xiao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
He was most afraid that someone with prestige enough to convince the crowd would appear among them.
In that case, with the command, the ten thousand monks would become a battle formation with solid foundation for attack and retreat.
Then there would be no need to think about it and just find a place.
Get up, cat, and lose the battle when the time comes.
There is no one to command, and most of them move towards a certain area in small groups, which is much easier to handle and also provides opportunities for sneak attacks and assassinations."
With a flash of light in his eyes, he locked onto seven or eight people.
The figure was lurking under the snow, sensing and following these people, controlling his actions, chasing after them, and soon leaving the area where people gathered.
"Brother, what the hell is this place?
The environment is really bad.
The Demon Altar is teasing us.
It's more difficult to find people in such an environment.
Number 90 million is as cunning as a fox.
You should be careful and don't capsize.
Brother The last number is 067.
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I’m familiar with it.
Yes, it was the day before yesterday, but my brother completed his third one-on-one victory.
I can’t be wrong.
I’m glad to meet you.”
The guy who looked like a tough guy was talking to a pretty boy.
This pretty boy has a delicate appearance.
Obviously, this person is a pretty guy, most likely a beauty, and when he transforms into a man, he also looks like a little girl.
"Your Excellency, you're welcome.
Three times against ten thousand people, it was just a fluke victory.
Those monks are all little guys with little fighting experience.
How can they be like this scene?
Tsk tsk, even if I win ten times against ten thousand people, I still can't keep up with the momentum they achieved this time.
It’s huge.
Look, among the tens of thousands of monks who came in, which one is not a powerful character?
These 90 million people are really happy, hehehe.”
The pretty girl spoke modestly, causing the beauties following behind to giggle.
There are all transformed images here.
Who knows if these little beauties are black bears outside?
Xiao Cheng felt all this and had a cold sweat on his forehead.
Only then did he remember that he had nothing to do to transform into a beautiful woman.
He was indeed perverted enough.
Very good, this guy knows how to reflect.
The tail number 067 laughed, waving the cold sword in his hand, and said casually: "I have just perfected my sword skills.
I hope to meet the 90 million number and have a good fight with him."
The pretty boy said: "Don't worry, maybe we can meet him before others."
"As you wish" With this shout and Peng's cry, the snow exploded, and a white shadow carried the sword energy to the sky, exuding high temperature and fierce fire, and killed the 90000000 number on its chest, and the limit shone.
"Dongfang Bubai is here, why is he a man this time?"
"My name this time is Ximen Fanyun.
You can just call me the Great Sword God."
Xiao Cheng shouted arrogantly, his long sword flew across the air, and the sword energy shattered the flying snow in the air, creating a vacuum.
Following these words, the sharp sword energy surged crazily
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