System: The Master who disappeared for 10 years is back

Hearing his words, the two felt relieved, and ran to the place where they lived without stopping.

The world is too difficult.

Looking at the two who left, the two inner disciples frowned, and looked at their backs with some displeasure. They were not at all unsteady, but they were just better at playing ice, and it was not like there were no other disciples in the sect. Yes, as for being so scared?

They obviously forgot how shocked they were when they saw the small iceberg just now.

Shaking their heads, the two of them came to the small iceberg that had frozen Mr. Ling again, but when they tried to move the hill away, they encountered a problem.

It's too heavy to move at all.

The two looked at each other in embarrassment, and the previous surprise appeared in their eyes again. They couldn't move this small and inconspicuous iceberg?

The unbelievers tried their best to carry it again, but they couldn't even make the hill shake.

"I don't believe it, try again!"

"Hey wait!"

"what happened?"

"my waist"

After a series of ravages such as slashing, sword chopping, cremation, etc., the iceberg has not changed in any way, it is still intact, and the intact tree is there.

"Brother Han, why don't I go and invite the elders over here? With our strength, we really can't break this iceberg. The strength of the person who makes the move must be far superior to ours."

The other person was silent for a while, nodded, and said: "You go, I will guard here. Once that person appears again, I will try to hold him back as much as possible. Speed ​​up."

The former was startled, and hurriedly said: "Brother Han, hold on tight, don't shoot! Even if he appears, you must hold steady, even if it's a war of words, don't shoot."

"Why?" Brother Han frowned: "My generation of warriors should be indomitable. If I can hold him back, even for a minute, that is a minute for you. Why can't I make a move?"

The former gasped: "Brother Han, who is better, you or Mr. Ling?"

"of course!"

Seeing that the latter stopped talking, the former complained: "Brother Han, you are indeed a warrior if you go forward blindly, but if you go forward blindly, you are a reckless man! So, don't be impulsive! Hold on tight! I'm going!"

The former drew his sword and threw it upwards, and flew on the sword with the wind, and flew towards the way he came.

The person left behind returned to the side of the iceberg, gently brushed the ice surface with his fingers for a while, hacked down with a sword for a while, and stabbed with the sword for a while, repeatedly, and sometimes stopped, as if he was thinking about something.

Yan Ruchen sat cross-legged on the side, looking at that "Brother Han", with an indescribable deep meaning on his face.

If this person knew that although Mr. Ling was trapped in a small iceberg, he could hear the conversations outside, and every movement outside would be magnified several times due to the refraction of light.

I don't know how to feel.

His current sword stabbing action, in the eyes of Mr. Ling, is like a holy sword that reaches the sky, suddenly stabbing at him mercilessly.

No matter how many scenes he had seen, he would still tremble uncontrollably in the face of such a scene.

Unfortunately, this kind of action cannot be seen from the outside.

After a series of "threatening" actions, Brother Han finally stopped and sat aside to rest.

"You finally stopped."

At this moment, a plain voice sounded, the former was startled, jumped up subconsciously, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and looked around nervously, for fear that the unknown person just now would attack him.

"I said that friend, I don't know what is wrong with you and Tianxinzong, but! You have offended my Tianxinzong's face by doing such things in front of my sect, please show up , let me see your means."

"Oh?"

Yan Ruchen, who was standing in the distance, finally had a turbulent tone in his calm tone: "Do you know why I froze Young Master Ling?"

Brother Han took a sharp breath: "I don't know."

Yan Ruchen: "."

If you don’t know, just say you don’t know, what the hell is panting.

"It is not difficult for you to challenge me. I will give you a chance today. As long as you have the strength to defeat Mr. Ling, you can challenge me. But if I find that you do not have the strength to defeat him, then, I will kill you."

"You dare?"

Brother Han didn't even think about it, he just opened his mouth and said loudly: "Of course!"

After finishing speaking, the latter woke up like a dream, and quickly said: "Wait, wait a minute! I haven't yet"

"I'll give you five breaths of time, either take my move or die." Yan Ruchen appeared not far from the former, staring at Brother Han whose face changed drastically, and began to gather the power of ice in his hands, and said.

Just by sensing the palpitating power, the latter knew that he couldn't beat him, and he probably couldn't hold on, so he hurriedly shouted: "Senior, I was wrong! I can't beat you! Please stop the magic power!" Bar!"

"There is still time for three breaths," the former said lightly.

At this moment, Yu Xian'er's voice suddenly sounded in my ear: "Senior brother, I know him, he is a direct disciple of an inner sect elder, and he is currently at the mid-stage Golden Core cultivation, and he is already quite impressive. Internally, the prestige is not low, so be careful and be careful."

The corner of Yan Ruchen's mouth twitched, I thought this guy was just a stunned young man, and I wanted to clean him up, but now you tell me that he is the direct disciple of a certain elder, the key is that his reputation is not low?
"His reputation, could it be possible that he was born out of it?"

Yan Ruchen asked via voice transmission with a strange expression.

Yuxian'er's breath was stagnant, and then a trace of admiration flashed in her eyes: "I didn't expect that senior brother would know such a thing. Master really knows everything!"

Yan Ruchen didn't say anything, although he guessed it, but the master really knew everything, so her words were not wrong.

The blue light in his hand shone brighter and mightier, although Yan Ruchen had dissipated a lot of power, ensuring that he would not be killed by one blow, and at most his eyes would be dimmed.

When Brother Han's persuasion was ineffective, his eyes gradually focused, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand. He held the sword with lowered eyebrows, and the edge of the sword drooped. The next moment, a deep fighting spirit suddenly burst out from his body!

"one!"

A deep voice shouted from Yan Ruchen's mouth, and the blue light ball in his hand was also thrown out, as if consciously, blasting towards the former.

"cut!"

With a flash of inspiration, almost at the same moment, the former also let out a low growl, opened his eyes, poured all the spiritual power from his body into the sword, and slashed at Yan Ruchen fiercely.

The two rays of light passed by, the blue and white rays of light rushed towards each other's source without any violent collision.

Sa!
A piercing sound sounded, tearing the ground into a long gully, and then, huge storms erupted at both ends.