Wu Po Jiuxiao

Clang clang! !

The superimposition of ice blades even made the air begin to form mysterious arcs.

"how is this possible?"

A scene that surprised everyone suddenly appeared. The energy on the spear was actually resisted by the power of Xuanbing, and it froze.

"burst……!"

With a slight movement in his mind, all the black ice exploded quickly, perfectly stopping the opponent's attack.

"Is it the power of ice attribute?"

Feeling the bone marrow-like chill exploding around him, Patriarch Laoyue's complexion became more and more livid.

If the first attack was unsuccessful, it might have been a coincidence, but the second attack hadn't worked. This is no longer just a coincidence.

"This guy...is perverted."

Chi Huang couldn't help crying in a low voice.

"I feel like this kid still has cards!"

Tian Zhiyu looked at more and more disciples surrounding him, but said without the slightest timidity.

Patriarch Laoyue's complexion became more and more ugly, and finally began to show a greenish black color. He was a mighty Martial Lord-level powerhouse, but he couldn't deal with a Martial King-level junior?How embarrassing to say this.

"Hehe... Laoyue... You still haven't improved."

Suddenly, at this moment, a deep voice suddenly came out.

It was as if the abyssal demon was awakened, and the vigorous momentum erupted from the deepest place in an instant.

In an instant, it enveloped the entire Batianzong!

The sky is still bright, but there is a dense smell in it.

The momentum changed again, and finally became more and more terrifying. The astonishing coldness even made all the disciples of Tyrant Sect look in awe.

Situ Disha quickly knelt down on the ground and roared loudly:

"Welcome to the ancestors!"

what?

The faces of the people of Sky Feather twitched fiercely.

Ancestor?

The ancestor of Batian Sect's suzerain?

An ominous premonition could not help but arise from their hearts.

"This aura...could it be him?"

Patriarch Laoyue took a quick step back, staring at the position where the gusts of wind were forming with an expression of disbelief on his face.

He didn't expect that the old guy who he had treated as a living dead would appear at this time.

"Could it be him?"

Chi Huang couldn't help crying in a low voice.

"who is it?"

Bai Aoqing asked hastily.

At this time, Bai Siyu also began to smile wryly:

"Situ is invincible!"

Chi Huang glanced at Bai Siyu in surprise, then nodded helplessly:

"Situ Wudi is the seventh suzerain of Batianzong"

"The seventh suzerain?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Bai Siyu's mouth:

"Things seem to be getting more fun."