"Snow Demon?"
Wen Ziran frowned slightly, feeling somewhat surprised. What kind of Demon could hide his aura when so many experts of the Heavenly Saber Mountain Manor were present?
Something is wrong. This Demon must have a significant background. Otherwise, he could not hide from everyone. I cannot act rashly.
"It's a Demon! Kill him!"
The ten great bladesmen of the new generation beside Zhao Feng stood up at the same time and drew their sabers to hack at the white-clad man.
Of the ten great bladesmen, the weakest was Emperor Wu of the Third Heaven. The strongest, like Xing Feng and the others, were Emperor Wu of the Fifth Heaven. When these nine people attacked at the same time, even a Seventh Heaven Sovereign Martial Emperor would have to retreat, temporarily avoiding their sharpness.
"Be careful. This Demon is not simple," Wen Ziran warned warily as he thought deeper.
The white-clad man smiled coldly and no longer hid his aura. Surging Demonic Qi turned into a beam of black light and soared into the sky. The sky immediately darkened in an instant.
The originally cold temperature plummeted again. Frost covered the ground. The eyebrows and beards of several cultivators froze.
After this person stopped hiding his aura, a horrifying Sovereign Emperor's Might surged out. The expressions of the nine people in the air immediately changed.
"Eighth Heaven Emperor Wu!"
"That's not right. It is a Ninth Heaven Sovereign Martial Emperor. This is a Demon Monarch!"
A Ninth Heaven Sovereign Martial Emperor was a peak Martial Emperor, an extremely horrifying cultivation realm. There were many Sovereign Martial Emperors in the Kunlun Realm. However, the number of Ninth Heaven Emperor Wu could be counted on two hands.
In the Deep Abyss Demonic World, aside from the nine Demon Monarchs who were Primes, the other nine were only Ninth Heaven Emperor Wu.
This white-clad man was a Ninth Heaven Sovereign. Without a doubt, he was a Demon Monarch.
"Retreat! Quickly retreat!"
Xing Feng, Feng Xingsheng, and the others were so frightened that their faces turned ashen as they frantically retreated. Even if they were lucky and did not die, they would be severely injured in the full-power strike of a Demon Monarch.
However, it was clearly too late to retreat now. The white-clad man threw a palm strike.
White snow drifted down, and a mysterious phenomenon appeared. A snowy mountain rose from the ground behind him, carrying a boundless might of ice.
Puchi!
The nine of them coughed out a mouthful of blood at the same time. The sound of their bones breaking rang out as they were sent flying. Many of them fainted on the spot.
With just one palm strike, Xiao Chen defeated the nine great bladesmen of the new generation. Everyone panicked, and the place turned chaotic.
Clearly, the white-robed man was not here to kill. He glanced coldly at Wen Ziran and stomped on the ground.
A wave of snow surged over, forcing Wen Ziran to use his saber to block and retreat again and again.
No one dared to help, and no one dared to stop this Demon Emperor-level existence because only death awaited them.
The end of the new generation of nine great bladesmen was a good example.
In an instant, there was no one else around the Saber Washing Pool. The white-robed man moved quickly as he jumped into the Saber Cleansing Pool. His target was the Eternal Ice.
Ka!
But at some point, a thick layer of ice had formed on the surface of the water. The white-clothed man who jumped into the water passed through the white fog-like cold air and landed heavily on the ice.
His footsteps slipped, and he staggered, nearly falling down.
"Ice?" The Snow Demon Monarch stabilized his body and frowned. His will of ice had already reached great perfection; no one could resist it. At first glance, he discovered that this ice was somewhat strange. Something was not quite right.
However, time was tight. There was no time to think. The Snow Demon Monarch raised his hand and smashed down.
The ice instantly shattered, turning into countless ice shards. However, the expected water did not appear. Instead, a surging flame appeared. The white-robed man's expression changed slightly. He sensed that this flame was not simple, so he quickly dodged.
Fortunately, the white-robed man had not been careless. If he had let this Heavenly Snow Divine Flame charge over, even a Demon Monarch like him would have to put in a lot of effort to destroy it.
The white-robed man's expression turned sullen. With this delay, he knew that he had lost his chance to take away the Eternal Ice.
Wu Xiaotian would rush over soon.
The white-robed man looked in the direction of the Cycle War Chariot and pointed. Nine storms formed in the air, filling the air with ice and snow as they surged over, sealing off all of Xiao Chen's paths.
"Bang!"
Inside the war chariot, Xiao Chen remained calm. He struck out with one hand, and the seven Divine Weapons turned into dim lights flashing, stabbing at the ice and snow storms.
The seven ice and snow storms immediately shattered. The shock waves swept out, and the entire space trembled intensely.
The buildings around the Saber Washing Pool crumbled one after another. Terrifying cracks appeared in the ground.
Everyone watched this scene in horror. Only the Shadowless Saber Sovereign dared to fight with this Demon-Monarch-level existence. If it were them, they would not even be able to last half a move.
The Cycle War Chariot took two steps back, narrowly dodging the two ice and snow storms that pincer attacked.
The two ice and snow storms clashed, giving off a loud sound. The shock waves swept out.
The curtains of the Cycle War Chariot all flew up. Blood leaked out of a corner of Xiao Chen's lips. He had suffered some internal injuries.
"Stop!"
Just as the white-robed man was about to continue attacking, a saber light flew over. It was Wu Xiaotian rushing over.
"Snow Demon Monarch, you are really giving me face. To think that you would sneak into my Heavenly Saber Mountain Manor alone," Wu Xiaotian said coldly.
The moment Wu Xiaotian said that, everyone was startled. It turned out that a Demon Monarch was charging over.
The Snow Demon Monarch said indifferently, "You are too polite. If not for you being too strong, the other Demons would have been discovered when they got close to the Heavenly Saber Mountain Manor. There was no need for me to come personally. "
Wu Xiaotian said calmly, "Go, then. You have already lost your chance to obtain the Eternal Ice. Ying Zongtian and the Sword Sovereign Liu Xiaoyun are rushing over. If you do not leave now, you will not be able to even if you want to. "
Wu Xiaotian said coldly, his gaze as sharp as a treasure saber.
The white-robed man did not say anything. He met Wu Xiaotian's gaze, and a silent clash unfolded in the air. The two peak Martial Emperors started a competition of Sovereign Emperor's Might.
"Rumble …!"
The entire Heavenly Saber Mountain Manor started trembling intensely. Countless buildings collapsed. The surrounding astral arenas exploded one after another, looking like huge fireworks in the Starry Heavens.
Emperor's Might surged out. The surrounding cultivators were so frightened that they did not even dare to breathe heavily. They only felt cold sweat dripping down their backs. The mountain-like pressure made them not dare to move at all.
The two Emperor's Might clashed, causing the world to change.
Wu Xiaotian was like a treasure saber that connected the world to the ground. He gave off an unstoppable sharpness. The Snow Demon Monarch's vast Demonic Might was like a strong snowstorm, giving off a tyrannical aura that could seal the world in ice.
At first, the two were evenly matched, neither giving way to the other.
However, after one hour, Wu Xiaotian started to show signs of fatigue. Such a high-intensity clash of Emperor's Might was mentally exhausting.
"Master!"
Wen Ziran's face sank, feeling very anxious. He wanted to go and help. However, with the double pressure from two peak Ninth Heaven Emperor Wu, he could not move at all.
Everyone present started to feel anxious. Once the momentum fell into a disadvantage, victory would be decided in the next second.
The Snow Demon Monarch's lips curled up slightly. "Wu Xiaotian, if it were in the past, I would have left already. However, I've changed my mind now. You … are already old! "" Ka!
Ka! "
However, just at this moment, at this most subtle moment, the Cycle War Chariot shook.
Xiao Chen, who was in the chariot, gritted his teeth and did his best to control his body, shaking off the pressure from the two Emperor's Might. The frequency of the war chariot shaking intensified. Xiao Chen shouted, and the seven Divine Weapons on the ground shot up and returned to their sheaths.
They shot up and returned to their scabbards. In an instant, Xiao Chen managed to struggle free. Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes, and he ferociously smacked the Cycle War Chariot with his right hand.
The Cycle War Chariot instantly started moving while the thousands of cultivators present could not move.
The war chariot slowly approached, and its strong aura merged with Wu Xiaotian's aura. It was like a sharp blade instantly piercing through the sky.
The Snow Demon Monarch vomited a mouthful of blood as he retreated quickly. He lost at the most crucial moment of the clash of auras.
"Snow Demon Monarch, why are you still not scramming?!" Wu Xiaotian scolded coldly.
"Wu Xiaotian, don't give me a second chance. You will not be so lucky next time."
The Snow Demon Monarch glared at the Cycle War Chariot with extreme hatred. Then, he left in a sorry state, not daring to linger.
After the Snow Demon Monarch left completely, blood leaked out of a corner of Wu Xiaotian's lips. He staggered back a few steps.
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