It was a man wearing a blue gown, with long white hair hanging down behind him.
This man was extremely strange.
He clearly had white hair, but his face looked like that of a young man.
She has fair skin and doesn't look old at all.
But there was a palpitating aura that filled the air around him.
Let people know that it would be an extremely stupid thing to underestimate him.
In the pavilion, everyone's eyes fell on this man, and many people's expressions changed slightly.
There was an obvious look of fear in his eyes.
There were also many people, all of whom were retreating towards the rear.
In just a short moment, the area within a few tens of feet, centered around where the man stood, was completely cleared.
The only one left in place was Mo Zhiyao's table of five.
"Master" a low, hoarse voice sounded, it was Ding Yue who was lying in the ruins.
When the man heard this, he looked down and looked at the former's extremely miserable appearance, and his expression became even more gloomy.
"Master, avenge me, the one they injured."
Ding Yue, who was lying on the ground, had extremely vicious eyes.
He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at Mo Zhiyao and others opposite.
Even such simple movements made his body tremble and a look of pain appeared on his face.
The man's eyes followed Ding Yue's fingers and finally landed on Mo Zhiyao and the others.
Immediately, his eyes became completely ferocious.
"It's you guys who injured my apprentice."
Looking at the four Mo Zhiyao who were sitting upright in their seats with the old god still present, the man said in a cold and sinister voice.
"Don't put gold on your face.
Such a loser is not qualified to let all of us take action."
Long Zhan stood up, looked at the man with a wicked smile, and said in a sarcastic tone.
"That loser was beaten by this young master.
Why do you have any objections, old man?"
Long Zhan stepped out and looked at the man opposite him and said.
His demeanor was so arrogant that it was outrageous.
"You" looked at Long Zhan in front of him.
The man's face was obviously startled, and then he became suspicious.
The person opposite was just a young boy.
His apprentice was beaten into this state by such a little guy.
"Old man, let me tell you it's me, what the hell are you thinking about?"
The man's suspicious attitude obviously made Long Zhan very unhappy.
And what he said made everyone in the audience skip a beat.
Does this little guy know who he is talking to?
Isn't this arrogance a bit too much?
"You little bastard, you're looking for death."
The man was yelled by Long Zhan like an old man, and he became obviously furious.
In all these years, no one has ever dared to talk to him like this.
"If you want to kill me, hurry up.
I have other things to do, and I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."
Long Zhan raised his chin, looked at the man opposite him with provocative eyes, and said with infinite arrogance.
Mo Zhiyao couldn't stand looking like that.
Who did this little brat learn from?
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"Okay, okay."
The furious look in the man's eyes was obviously beyond control, and the aura around him suddenly became violent.
"Regardless of whether you injured my apprentice or not, since you have come forward, I will send you on your way first."
As soon as the man stepped forward, a heavy cold aura swept out of his body like a storm.
That kind of coercion caused the space in this pavilion to freeze.
"A lot of nonsense, that good-for-nothing disciple of yours is nothing.
I'm here to see if you, the old guy, are also a strong-willed but weak-minded person, looking for a useless silver-like pewter gun head."
Long Zhan smiled evilly, and his figure turned into a wisp of smoke.
The stream of light and the loud roar of the dragon suddenly resounded.
The small figure rushed towards the man like lightning The uproar suddenly resounded.
None of the many strong men in the field expected that facing that man, the young Long Zhan would actually dare to take the lead in launching an offensive.
This boy is really fierce "How on earth did you, a father, raise your son to dare to say anything?"
On the seats, Chu Xing'er and Yue Shan had strange expressions on their faces, while Qing Xin's face was even red, and she looked at Mo Mo in embarrassment.
Zhiyuan whispered.
Those few words that Long Zhan just said were really revealing.
"It has nothing to do with me."
Mo Zhiyao also had a stiff face, covering his forehead with one hand, looking extremely embarrassed.
What did this brat learn from his great-grandfather?
"Arrogant and ignorant junior" Seeing Long Zhan rushing towards him, the man, Ding Yue's master, the old monster from the Snow Mountain, suddenly became sharp in his eyes.
An invisible sense of oppression enveloped him, which was the terrifying pressure belonging to the strong men of the Three Tribulations.
In the eyes of the old monster from the snow mountain, there was an icy coldness that was quickly gathering.
Immediately, he raised his palm, put his two fingers together, and pointed towards Long Zhan.
"boom" At the moment when the old monster from the snow mountain pointed his finger, the space seemed to solidify at this moment, and then circles of ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly rippled.
Amidst the fluctuations, there is a dark blue cold current gathering crazily.
The cold current surged, and then turned into a crystal clear finger of ice that looked extremely gorgeous.
The cold wind was raging, making the whole pavilion become freezing.
Faintly, white ice crystals can be seen condensing and forming in the void.
The ice crystal fingers condensed and formed, then penetrated directly into the void and headed towards Long Zhan.
Every space he passed left a clear trail of ice.
The faces of the many strong men watching around suddenly changed slightly, and at the same time, they retreated towards the back, fearing that they would be affected by the powerful offensive of the old monster from the snow mountain.
In the field, the only ones who didn't move were Mo Zhiyao and a few others.
Mo Zhiyao's indifferent eyes looked at the field, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a cold murderous intention gathering bit by bit.
But it seems that he has no intention of helping Long Zhan now.
He still has strong confidence in the latter.
On the surface, Dragon War is just the peak of the Nine Patterns, but its true combat power is anything but that.
The only son of Dragon and Phoenix in the Dragon and Phoenix clans has been personally trained by Long Ao for nearly two years.
How could it be so easy?
"boom" Long Zhan raised his head and looked at the oncoming ice crystal fingers.
A wicked evil smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
Then he clenched his palm tightly, and an astonishing power surged out from his palm.
The dazzling golden light swept out like a tide, and a golden head, like a golden dragon light pattern made of gold, condensed and entangled on his arm.
The surface of the golden dragon's body is not covered with normal dragon scales, but with phoenix feathers extending down, outlining a pair of phoenix wings that are folded together.
Looking at the strange dragon and phoenix light pattern, Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed slightly.
Obviously, the dragon and phoenix light patterns that Long Zhan can activate are hugely different from his.
Mo Zhiyao's dragon and phoenix light pattern is one dragon and one phoenix, entangled.
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But Long Zhan's fusion is very obvious.
In this aspect, Long Zhan's dragon and phoenix light pattern is obviously better than Mo Zhiyao's dragon and phoenix light pattern.
After all, the former is the natural son of Dragon and Phoenix, and his bloodline is natural.
It's not like Mo Zhiyao, it's the result of acquired fusion.
"唳" The sound of dragons and phoenixes rang out almost simultaneously with the appearance of dragon and phoenix light patterns.
On Long Zhan's fist, the golden dragon and phoenix light patterns roared out, and then directly connected with the ice crystal fingers.
The front faces are together.
"Boom" The loud sound resounded, and the violent spiritual power fluctuations swept across like a tidal wave, causing the space in that place to become distorted.
Then everyone saw in shock, the golden dragon and phoenix light patterns and the ice crystal fingers, at the same time Crushed and gone.
"hiss" Sounds of gasping for cold air suddenly sounded one after another.
Everyone's expressions became wonderful.
Because no one had thought before that a young boy with only nine lines of reincarnation could actually achieve even results in a head-on confrontation with the old monster from the snow mountain who had the strength of three tribulations.
The violent spiritual power fluctuations swept towards the two of them, but they were easily resolved by Long Zhan and the old monster from the Snow Mountain.
However, the latter stood firmly in place without moving, while Long Zhan swayed his feet and retreated more than ten steps away.
Obviously, with this move, Dragon Strategy is showing signs of decline.
However, no one in the field underestimated Long Zhan, because they asked themselves, they would never be able to achieve the level of Long Zhan.
The spiritual power fluctuations in mid-air slowly dissipated, but the eyes of the old monster from the snow mountain became more and more fierce, and deeper, there was a hint of dignity that was not easy to detect.
Although he had just made a random move before, the old monster from Snow Mountain knew in his heart that even an ordinary single-tribulation expert might not be able to follow that finger with such ease.
He obviously started to really pay attention to the dragon war.
"You are quite capable.
No wonder I dare to say that you injured my disciple."
The old monster from the Snow Mountain looked at Long Zhan across from him and said coldly with cold eyes.
"However, with your little strength, you don't have the qualifications to be arrogant in front of me."
The face of the old monster from the snow mountain suddenly turned ferocious, and an astonishing chill suddenly spread across the air.
"Snow Cloud Palm" As the old monster from the snow mountain shouted, an astonishing cold air like a glacier spurted out from his palm, and then turned into a dazzling torrent of extreme cold, overwhelming the sky and shrouding Dragon Zhan.
In the extremely cold torrent, one could vaguely see dark blue arcs of electricity jumping crazily.
That old monster from the snow mountain actually used all the power of the Heavenly Tribulation.
In the pavilion, the eyes that were looking at this place were all slightly condensed.
This old monster from the snow mountain was quite ruthless in his attacks.
He actually used such a killing move when facing a young man.
The power of this Snow Cloud Palm is probably something that even ordinary double-tribulation experts cannot resist head-on.
And that dragon battle is just the reincarnation of the Nine Marks: