Ye Gu and the Northern Frontier Immortal-Slaying Sword are indeed newly emerging outliers.
Without a doubt, they are all strong enough.
Even among the top-tier immortals in the world, he would be considered above average.
But for Gu Nianyan, Ye Gu and the other two were not strong enough.
Among all the martial artists in the world, there are only three whom Gu Nianyan fears.
The first is that old monster from Longhu Mountain, the second is Zhou Wu who wasn't sealed off, and the third is the person who founded the Jixia Academy.
Even with these three, he was merely wary.
While there's no doubt he's no match for the three of them, he's certainly capable of going toe-to-toe with them.
With no equal among the three below him, Gu Nianyan didn't take anyone seriously, including Ye Gu and his companion.
Ye Gu ignored Gu Nianyan's threats.
Facing Gu Nianyan directly, Ye Gu could feel his power.
But this kind of power is different from that of the gentleman.
The master's strength prevented Ye Gusheng from having the urge to draw his sword.
Although Gu Nianyan is strong, he is not so strong that he dares not draw his sword.
Of course, none of these were his reasons for taking action.
The reason he was willing to help was simply because the gentleman had explained a principle to him.
You have to listen to the principle of rolling up your sleeves and getting things done.
Thinking of this, Ye Gu smiled bitterly: "How about we make a deal? If I don't make a move, you won't either?"
"Ye Gu, I think I've been too lenient with you. Since you're courting death, I'll send you on your way!"
Gu Nianyan snorted coldly, and the magical power within her body erupted.
A biting frost fell from the sky.
Even the aftershocks of the battle between unparalleled experts overflowing from the void were frozen in that instant.
As for the perfect form of the lower Dharma image, it is like dumplings being put into a pot, falling one after another towards the ground.
Upon seeing this, Ye Gu's bitter smile vanished.
His expression was solemn, his left hand loosely clenched in front of him.
A sword suddenly appeared.
The scabbard was covered with mottled sword marks.
The sword marks varied in depth and were both new and old.
The art of concealing the sword involves concealing the sword itself, not its sharpness.
If one day the sword's sharpness can pierce its scabbard, Ye Gu will fear no one.
Of course, he didn't dwell on the Hidden Sword Technique itself.
We swordsmen are by nature free-spirited.
They can hide if they want, and fight if they want.
Ye Gu gripped the sword hilt with his right hand, and the longsword was drawn from its sheath.
The endless sharpness was concealed the moment the longsword was drawn.
Then Ye Gu moved, his right arm level with the sword, and he charged forward headfirst.
Normally, no one would ever see him in such a posture.
After all, by the time he drew his sword, his opponent was already dead.
However, affected by Gu Nianyan, his speed had already been reduced to its limit.
Even so, his forward momentum stirred up the frost covering the sky.
One by one, the ice crystals and snowflakes formed by magical power shattered, and the entire sky looked like a spider web being torn apart.
Those martial artists who had fallen like dumplings in a pot only regained consciousness at this moment.
When they regained their footing, only a crisp sound remained in the world.
The sound was like a block of ice falling to the ground.
Ye Gu's sword was shrouded in frost.
On the other side of the frost was Gu Nianyan's tightly clenched hand.
The distance between his palm and the tip of the sword was only three inches, but those three inches seemed like an insurmountable chasm.
Sword energy and frost collided fiercely within a three-inch radius.
The frost breaks and then condenses again, leaving only frost flowers falling all over the sky.
The sword's edge was sealed and then released, sparks constantly flying out.
The sawing action continues constantly.
Compared to Ye Gu's arm, which seemed to be covered in frost, Gu Nianyan, who was bracing against the sword's edge with one hand, appeared to be handling it with ease.
Indeed, this was the case; while he was attacking Ye Gu, he was also simultaneously making a move against Dongfang Qingming.
He raised his left hand, which had been hanging limply, and frost condensed into an arrow, which shot towards the direction of Dongfang Qingming.
The biting cold almost froze Dongfang Qingming's thoughts.
This power was so overwhelming that he couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance.
"All suffering is an illusion."
"A will as fierce as fire, burning away the nightmare."
At the crucial moment, Li Fan's voice came through.
A tiny flame appeared in Dongfang Qingming's palm.
It was this slight warmth that swept away the dejection in Dongfang Qingming's heart.
Without hesitation, he immediately shouted, "Power of the Four Symbols, converge upon me!"
As Dongfang Qingming uttered these words, four figures appeared behind him at the same time.
These four figures were none other than the patriarchs of the four great families who participated in the war three thousand years ago.
A continuous stream of power surged from the bodies of the four great family patriarchs.
Almost instantly, the Five Elements Mountains were successfully formed.
Boom!
The condensed mountains rolled over, and a sickening sound immediately echoed through the frost-covered space.
Soon, the Five Elements Mountain collided with the incoming frost arrows.
The moment they made contact, the surface of the Five Elements Mountain was completely covered with frost.
But before the frost could fully cover the mountain, it exploded.
Five figures plummeted toward the ground like shooting stars.
The flesh and blood of the five people, including Dongfang Qingming, continued to explode.
This level of cross-border warfare is still too much of a stretch for them.
Even so, Dongfang Qingming did not allow Li Fan to suffer any backlash.
At least he could guarantee that before he died.
The fall of the five seemed to signal the start of a new battle.
The immortals activated their magical artifacts and, led by Gu Dao, blasted them towards the ground.
Those Dharma images that had stopped moving also surged upwards against the current.
......
The four major families do have some strength!
When her attack was blocked, a hint of surprise flashed in Gu Nianyan's eyes.
Of course, his surprise lasted only a moment before he launched a second attack.
The power of frost condensed once more into an arrow.
But before the arrow could be fired, a desperate roar came from afar: "Ban Chan, you beast, aren't you afraid of your clan being wiped out?"
In the void battlefield, a hand is clasped on Banshee's head.
Ban Chan, the Buddhist disciple, appeared behind him at some unknown time.
Although Bansi kept threatening, his eyes were filled with fear.
Without the slightest hesitation, Ban Chan unleashed her magical power, and with a crack, Ban Xi's head was crushed.
The defenses of a top-tier immortal were of no use at this moment.
As Bansi's head was crushed, Banchan's entire aura changed.
He was like the scorching sun in the summer heat, his intense inner energy intended to melt people.
As the monk's robe burned, Ban Chan finally spoke: "If words could wipe out an entire family, then my Great Zhou royal family would have been wiped out three times today!"
Let's get to know Gu Nianyan again.
My name is Zhou Mohe, Mohe Wuliang Mohe!
Domineering words, unrestrained arrogance.
Zhou Mohe transformed into the sun and charged straight at Gu Nianyan.
Thump!
The frost-covered walls reappeared.
The earth was stopped, and a muffled sound was heard.
Zhou Mohe remained suspended in place, while Gu Nianyan's left hand was fully extended.
This time, Gu Nianyan's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.
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