After the villain resigned

There was a rumbling sound.

The icicles, braving the hazy cold air, inserted and fell in all directions, splashing out a little bit of transparent frost, and fell silently into the snow.

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In the icy silvery white, a bit of hot blood flowed down, soaking the pure white ground, splashing bloody flowers.

This bit of blood was just an introduction, and then a series of blood drops trickled down, and soon a small puddle formed under his feet.

A bloody smell was added to the bone-piercing cold air, which wafted to the tip of Bai Chengshen's nose.

Bai Chengshen stretched out his hand, and caught a slowly falling snowflake. It was not pure snow white, but was stained with a touch of pink.

Only then did he raise his eyes, and looked at the area surrounded by icicles. The originally transparent icicles also had a smear of blood on them.

"Totally boring..." Bai Cheng bent his fingers deeply, and dropped the dirty snowflake to the ground.

But before the snowflake fell to the ground, it was blown away by a sudden strong wind and lifted to a higher place.

That was Zhou Siwei's sword.

Three places on his body were pierced, namely the left shoulder, abdomen and left thigh, and blood flowed down in pools, almost turning into a blood man.

But his hand holding the sword was still steady, without any trembling.

The oncoming wind blew up Bai Chengshen's forehead hair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he really started to look directly at Zhou Siwei, and said unhurriedly, "This is what's interesting."

Bai Chengshen faced Zhou Siwei's sword without dodging or avoiding it.

Facing the mountain-splitting sword energy, Bai Chengshen didn't even blink his eyes. Just when the sword energy was about to reach him, a thick ice shield condensed in the air, blocking Bai Chengshen behind.

The dragon's sword pierced the ice shield flatly, the tip of the sword plunged into it, and stopped at a distance of three inches, unable to go any further.

Zhou Siwei pushed down hard and only drew a deep mark on the ice shield. He looked directly at Bai Chengshen behind the ice shield and said expressionlessly, "A turtle with a shrunken head?"

Bai Chengshen's face was distorted by the refraction of the ice shield in front of him, but it could be seen that he didn't respond to what Zhou Siwei said.

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The thick ice shield cracked a series of gaps, and then exploded in mid-air. The impact of the explosion and explosion all faced Zhou Siwei.

Zhou Siwei snorted, and under the force of the impact, his back hit the farthest white jade wall. Before he could stand still, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, like red plums blooming in the snow.

There were bursts of pain in his back. The impact just now seemed to break the bones in his back, and he couldn't lift a bit of strength from his whole body.

Bai Chengshen finally stood up from the Ice and Snow Throne, and pieces of crystal snowflakes danced around him, circling around him.

"It's over." Bai Chengshen didn't deliberately raise his voice, but it spread throughout the space.

He raised his arms, and all the snowflakes covering the ground rose into the air and stagnated in midair.

A strong wind swept in, and pieces of snowflakes gathered together.

A snowflake is delicate and fragile, but the snowflakes all over the sky are fatally beautiful.

Bai Chengshen took a step forward, walking towards Zhou Siwei without haste.

Following Bai Chengshen's movements, all the snowflakes in the space were behind him, forming a huge frost python, and the eyes of the snake made of ice shone with a cold light.

Bai Cheng was as deep as a stroll in a garden, and he couldn't tell that he was fighting against anyone at all. Only the frost python snaked behind him revealed a murderous look.

Zhou Siwei coughed up a mouthful of blood, and raised his head to meet Bai Chengshen who was walking slowly. Even though his face was pale and the blood on the corner of his mouth was not dry, the fighting spirit on his face remained undiminished.

Since arriving in the Immortal Realm, Zhou Siwei has encountered either unrivaled miscellaneous birds, or unfathomable ancient battlefield tomb guards. He was completely crushed without even having the chance to fight against each other.

He hasn't felt this hearty for a long time.

Zhou Siwei left the wall behind him, straightened his back, like a sharp weapon out of its sheath, full of fighting spirit, made him forget the wounds and pain on his body, all he could think about was—fight!

If you are weak, you will be strong, if you are strong... you will be stronger!

Bai Chengshen could find that the aura of the person in front of him was rising steadily, far exceeding his current strength.

This person actually chose to break through at this time.

Bai Cheng frowned deeply, sensing a hint of danger, and suddenly had a premonition in his heart that if he was allowed to break through, trouble might arise.

So Bai Chengshen stopped hesitating, the body of the giant frost python tightened up behind him, and then rushed towards Zhou Siwei at a speed that didn't fit its huge body.

Its mouth was so huge that it could swallow an entire adult man in one gulp. The exposed teeth were sharp and cold, and they could easily pierce through the fragile body just by gently closing them.

Zhou Siwei, who was like an ant, was reflected on the smooth body of the giant frost python. A trace of human contempt flashed in the snake's eyes, and then it bit it.

Torn him apart, devoured him, poured frost with his fiery blood—

But it did not taste the fresh blood of human beings as it wished.

Zhou Siwei jumped up, pointing his toes down slightly, avoiding the fatal blow, and instead stood up in the air using the head of the frost python as a step.

Zhou Siwei closed his eyes, and the white space instantly turned into pitch black.

He held the Dragon Sword in his right hand, and the blood on his body flowed from his wrist until it dripped from the edge of the Dragon Sword, like a broken bead, splashing onto the ground bit by bit.

Seeing that it missed a hit, the Frost Python gathered its strength again, and rushed towards the people in mid-air.

At this moment, Zhou Siwei drew his sword.

Just a simple sword, the most basic sword.

Chopping the sword, the arm and the dragon sword formed a straight line, from top to bottom, all the strength of the whole body was contained in this sword.

Just like a beginner learning sword, Zhou Siwei's sword is very slow, but such a slow sword still landed in the middle of the frost python's head, not missing a single cent.

The frost python can't feel pain. It can only find that its body is cracking. Starting from the head, dense cracks spread silently, until the entire huge body is covered with cracks.

The sleepy dragon sword stayed on the giant python's head for a moment, and then Zhou Siwei withdrew the sword.

This seemed to be some kind of signal. After the sword edge was taken away, the giant frost python collapsed, and the huge object instantly turned into flying catkins, and the midair was filled with profuse snowflakes, covering the entire space.

"How could it be..." Bai Chengshen muttered to himself, after the move was cracked, he also suffered backlash, his internal organs seemed to be shattered, and a stream of blood slid down from the corner of his lips.

This is his natal trick, how could it be resolved so easily, and the person who resolved it was an ant that he didn't pay attention to.

Bai Cheng couldn't figure it out, and Zhou Siwei would not give him time to figure it out.

The Sleeping Dragon Sword passed through countless falling snowflakes and pointed at Baicheng's deep throat.

"I won." Zhou Siwei narrated the fact that as long as his sword moved forward half an inch, he could take Bai Chengshen's life.

Baicheng has cultivated the Frost Avenue, so he has never felt what it is like to be cold.

Today, he finally tasted it.

A bit of chill exploded from his throat and spread all over his body, making his body tremble unconsciously.

His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and it took a while for him to utter a hoarse voice: "...I lost." He couldn't see his previous high-ranking posture at all.

After Bai Chengshen personally admitted to admit defeat, all the monks who participated in the Wanzong Grand Gathering unfolded a brand new scroll in the sea of ​​knowledge, and a person's name was written on it.

The leader of the Wanzong Grand Meeting, Shangyanzong, Zhou Siwei.

For a moment, it was as if a little water fell into the frying pan, causing it to boil.

Someone asked suspiciously: "Shangyan Zong Zhou Siwei... Where is Shangyan Zong? Who is Zhou Siwei?"

Someone refused to accept the result and yelled loudly: "Bai Chengshen actually lost? That's Bai Chengshen! Beizhou's No.1 Bai Yujing god son Bai Chengshen!"

A trace of unclear emotion flashed in Su Ai's eyes, and she muttered to herself, "He actually won."

The little overlord who voluntarily withdrew from the Wanzong Grand Meeting saw this news. He first clenched his fists, then shook his head as if accepting his fate, and commented: "It's not wrong to lose to him."

The two people who were still waiting for Zhou Siwei to come out in the square in front of the White Jade Pagoda also saw the results reported in their spiritual consciousness.

Xu Zhenying clapped her hands and cheered: "Wow! Brother Zhou actually won No.1!"

The corner of Jiang Yi's mouth broke into a smile, with a hint of pride that he didn't notice, and said, "Of course, that's Zhou Siwei, he will definitely win No.1."

The two waited for a while, thinking that Zhou Siwei would come out of the White Jade Pagoda soon, but it had been a quarter of an hour since the news came out, and there was still no sign of Zhou Siwei.

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Jiang Yiyi's heart, and he whispered to himself: "Did you encounter something?"

Zhou Siwei did not kill Bai Chengshen.

Firstly, Bai Chengshen had already conceded defeat, so it would be not enough for a gentleman to kill again; secondly, now that he was in Bai Yujing's territory, if he killed Bai Yujing's god son casually, he would definitely cause endless troubles.

Pointing at the deadly place in Baicheng, the Sleeping Dragon Sword was slowly hanging down, Zhou Siwei thought that Jiang Yiyi was waiting for him, so he didn't stop, turned around and was about to go out.

Zhou Siwei walked very slowly, he was seriously injured, every step he took involved the wounds on his body, there was no pain in his whole body.

It's just that Zhou Siwei has always been able to bear it, no matter how painful his body is, there is still no clue on his face.

Just as he was about to walk out of the ninth floor of the White Jade Pagoda, Bai Chengshen, who had been hanging his head, suddenly lifted up, looking at Zhou Siwei's back without any expression.

The snowflakes at Bai Chengshen's feet turned slowly, condensed into a small ice cone, and turned into a white light like lightning, stabbing Zhou Siwei's back soundlessly.

But Zhou Siwei still walked forward without knowing anything, and didn't notice the conspiracy behind him at all.