Icefire Valley's Valley Master Guan Hao's face was frosty as he stared at the white dragon hovering in the sky.
"Save the others, in case there are other enemies." He ordered calmly.
Although this white dragon's tone was arrogant, the meaning of his words vaguely revealed that he did not come alone.
Sun Fangyuan replied, "Yes, senior brother."
Gao Tiansheng said, "I am a man of my word. Since the Valley Master has made a choice, I will definitely advance and retreat with your sect."
"Thank you, Prince." Guan Hao said no more, only staring at Huan Tianlong in the sky.
Huan Tianlong laughed sinisterly.
The next moment, a voice came from behind Guan Hao and Gao Tiansheng, "One or two, is there a difference?"
Guan Hao did not look back, and struck back with his palm.
The result was empty air.
His gaze was still fixed on Huan Tianlong in the sky.
On the huge dragon head, a very human mocking smile appeared.
The next moment, the voice still came from behind Guan Hao and Gao Tiansheng.
"So …"
Halfway through the voice, it suddenly stopped.
Gao Tiansheng felt a sudden burst of heat behind him, as if a furnace that could burn heaven and earth was close at hand.
He secretly cheered.
Previously, Guan Hao's palm seemed to hit empty air, but in fact, the palm power was condensed and did not dissipate.
The power of one of Icefire Valley's two supreme skills, the Red Drill Burning Gold Palm, only burst out at this moment.
Huan Tianlong's magical power was good at creating illusions, and at the same time, it could fly and move quickly.
The demon in front of him who cultivated Huan Tianlong's transformation was arrogant and careless. Guan Hao calmly dealt with it, and similarly, the illusion was real, and the reality was fake. It was precisely to give the opponent a head-on blow.
Gao Tiansheng secretly cheered, and immediately turned around to draw his blade. He was about to strike with his blade to connect with Shangguan Hao's palm power, and give the opponent a series of heavy injuries.
However, when he turned around, he found that except for the fire, there was nothing.
Guan Hao's palm only destroyed his own building.
"… So, is there a difference?" The opponent's voice continued to sound.
But this time, it came from underground!
The ground under the two people's feet suddenly collapsed.
A snow-white dragon claw reached out from it, grabbing upwards.
Gao Tiansheng immediately struck down with his blade.
But at this time, he heard Guan Hao's shout, "It's an illusion!"
The martial artist's masculine blood and Qi shouted, breaking the illusion of the demon path.
At this moment, Gao Tiansheng looked at the ground beneath his feet. The ground was flat and flawless. Where was the dragon claw?
He jerked his head up and looked at the sky.
The White Dragon remained calm and unruffled, its eyes full of mockery.
Slowly, Guan Hao looked at Bai Long and said, "Many of our disciples have been injured by Guan Hao. Please save them."
Gao Tiansheng sighed, "Valley Master, be careful."
He rushed over to help Sun Fangyuan and the others.
Guan Hao stared at Huan Tianlong in the sky, "Who are you? Why did he come? Are you … from Chang 'an? "
"There's no difference." Huan Tianlong smiled.
At the same time, the ground beneath Guan Hao's feet shattered, and a dragon claw stretched out.
Guan Hao's eyes flashed. "Demonic Soul Division?"
To be able to suppress the spirit of an Eighth Level martial artist, the other party was at least a Ninth Level great demon.
Therefore, Guan Hao was no exception to Huan Tianlong's ability to split his Devil Soul.
At the same time, he unsheathed his saber.
Two of the Icefire Valley's unique skills, the Red Drill Burning Gold Palm and the Flying Snow Sky Saber, were displayed by Guan Hao at the same time, showing his profound attainment.
Below, his Yang blood and Qi were blazing to the extreme, as if they had really turned into a raging fire that could burn gold and boil iron.
Above, the blazing Qi and Qi seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the cold saber light that swept up flying snow. The saber light was like snowflakes, spreading out endlessly.
However, whether it was the saber or the palm, both missed.
Guan Hao attacked to prevent Huan Tianlong in the sky and the Demonic Soul Division below from attacking together.
However, Huan Tianlong in the sky didn't move at all, still hovering there.
Guan Hao's saber naturally missed.
It didn't matter, but he found that his downward palm also missed.
What about the white dragon claw?
No, it disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Even the cracks in the ground beneath his feet were caused by Guan Hao's own palm.
The traces of the previous cracks completely disappeared.
Was it also an illusion?
I was also attacked by the opponent's illusion just now?
Guan Hao froze on the spot, looking at the sky in disbelief.
"I just used a little more strength." Huan Tianlong spoke in human language, full of smiles. "The result is no different."
Hearing this, Guan Hao was instantly furious.
Even though he told himself to calm down, he was still angry at this moment. "Sir, did you come to our sect to pass the time?"
"You're right this time, I did come here to pass the time. I've been cooped up for too long, and it's rare for me to get some fresh air."
Huan Tianlong's tone was a little emotional.
Guan Hao held his saber with both hands and raised it to the sky. "You don't have the right."
Cold air enveloped the saber blade like a storm, freezing ice and frost.
The snowstorm kept spinning, gradually expanding, and gradually turning into a tornado that shot straight into the sky.
The tornado kept expanding, covering an area of dozens of meters.
In the distance, Gao Tiansheng looked back, and his heart skipped a beat.
Guan Hao hadn't fought in public for many years.
Now, it seemed that his strength had indeed improved greatly.
Although he was still not as strong as King Qi, his strength was already quite impressive among Ninth Realm experts …
Just as Gao Tiansheng's thoughts reached this point, he suddenly heard Huan Tianlong say casually in the air.
"I do."
As he spoke, the scene in the air actually distorted strangely.
The snowstorm that shot straight into the sky was strangely distorted.
At that moment, the storm seemed to have turned into a flat drawing paper.
Then, a few intersecting black lines appeared on the drawing paper.
As the black lines moved, the snowstorm in Gao Tiansheng's line of sight seemed to be distorted and dislocated, and was divided into several segments.
In the next moment, the black lines disappeared.
The snowstorm also dissipated.
Along with it, Guan Hao's saber also disappeared.
He also raised his saber to the sky with both hands.
As a True Dragon, Huan Tianlong was very resourceful, and he wasn't just proficient in illusory techniques.
The Huan Tianlong that Ao Kong transformed into was different from his daughter.
If he really wanted to attack head-on, his power would be extremely tyrannical.
Guan Hao screamed as his arms were cut off at the elbows, and blood spurted out wildly.
He looked up at the sky in disbelief. "Void … void crisscrossing … space … you've comprehended the mysteries of space, you … you're not Ninth Realm!"
The surrounding people all turned pale with fright.
In the air, Huan Tianlong slightly narrowed his eyes.
"Ninth Realm … I am now."
He seemed to be a little dispirited, and he casually suppressed Guan Hao's spirit.
A martial artist's strong spirit was built on the foundation of a majestic physical body.
When the physical body was seriously injured and the vitality was declining, the spirit would be dispirited.
Guan Hao's hands were cut off by Huan Tianlong, and he was seriously injured on the spot and lost a lot of blood.
If it was an ordinary person, they would have fainted long ago.
Although Guan Hao could hold on, his spirit became weak.
At this time, Huan Tianlong suppressed him again, and he had no power to fight back.
Seeing this, Sun Fangyuan wanted to help Guan Hao.
But a pool of ink suddenly appeared in front of him.
Sun Fangyuan dodged in time, but saw more and more ink.
Ink dots densely packed in the air and surrounded him.
Except for him, every Icefire Valley disciple had ink dots appearing beside them.
The ink dots suddenly turned into a large pool of ink, enveloping the person, and then returned to their original size and flew away.
The ink dots flew into an inkstone one by one.
The person holding the inkstone was a girl who looked to be only ten years old.
Sun Fangyuan took a deep breath, and first used the Red Drill Burning Gold Palm to create fierce flames.
The killing intent of an Eighth Realm martial artist combined with the fierce and masculine flames could indeed resist the ink to a certain extent.
Taking this opportunity, Sun Fangyuan suddenly unsheathed his saber and attacked the girl fiercely with the Flying Snow Sky Saber.
The opponent was obviously not ordinary, so Sun Fangyuan didn't show any mercy and attacked with all his strength.
However, the literary talent above the girl's head surged and turned into a huge white paper.
Sun Fangyuan's fierce saber energy slashed on it like a blizzard, but it couldn't cut the seemingly fragile white paper.
On the contrary, the saber energy melted.
Then the white paper turned into a painting, and the blizzard on the painting was enough to pass it off as the real thing.
Sun Fangyuan's full-strength saber attack was dissolved by the white paper, and the surrounding ink immediately surrounded him and wrapped him up.
Killing intent surged around Sun Fangyuan, causing the wrapped ink to constantly twist.
But when the ink fell back to the inkstone in the girl's hand, there was no more movement.
Gao Tiansheng stared at the girl. "Are you people from Chang 'an?"
The girl Shen Herong smiled. "As my brother said, there's no difference."
She waved her hand, and the ink flew toward Gao Tiansheng.
Gao Tiansheng roared and slashed out with the saber in his hand.
Although his strength was inferior to the Ninth Realm Icefire Valley's Valley Master Guan Hao, Gao Tiansheng was stronger than Sun Fangyuan, who was also at the Eighth Realm.
A similar martial art, the Northern Qi Royal Family's Wind Snow Divine Saber, was even more exquisite than the Icefire Valley's Flying Snow Sky Saber.
However, Gao Tiansheng's slash wasn't for victory, but to fight for a chance to escape.
Although he said that he would live and die with the Icefire Valley, now that the Icefire Valley had been completely wiped out, Prince Gao had held on until the last moment and lived up to his promise.
Now, what he needed to do was to escape and inform King Qi of the truth of what had happened here.
Unfortunately, Shen Herong was already prepared.
She pointed her finger in the air, and her literary talent condensed into a writing brush once more.
However, this writing brush was much smaller than the huge brushes of ordinary Eighth Realm Confucian cultivators.
At first, Gao Tiansheng was curious, but as the writing brush wrote the word "freeze" in the air, his body really froze in midair!
Although Gao Tiansheng struggled with all his strength and could still barely move, the writing brush quickly wrote the word "imprison" once more.
Thus, he was instantly immobilized.
A moment later, Gao Tiansheng was engulfed by the ink that surrounded him.
He barely managed to look at the writing brush. Although it was much smaller than the huge brushes, how could an ordinary Confucian cultivator of the same level so easily capture him?
As a member of the Northern Qi Royal Family, Gao Tiansheng, who had vast knowledge, suddenly had a flash of inspiration as he recalled a legend that he had only read in ancient texts.
It was rumored that a peerless genius of literary talent who cultivated the Confucian path to the Eighth Realm, the Realm of Governance, could obtain a brush that was even greater than the huge brushes of the huge brushes.
It was called a divine brush!
Was that a stroke of genius?
Gao Tiansheng was surrounded by ink, his vision turning black, and he could no longer see the brush.
As he was thinking, he suddenly froze.
The brush was a divine brush.
Then what about the ink, paper, and inkstone?
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