Chapter 525: What's the harm in letting you take three moves?

As the murderous aura came out, Yue Zhenshan's momentum became stronger.

The cold internal energy in his body surged out like waves.

It makes people feel as if they are in the cold wind of the coldest days of winter, and their whole body is cold.

On the Ice Soul Sword in his hand, there was visible ice-blue energy surrounding it.

There was a layer of frost on the sword, adding a touch of awe.

That’s not all.

The ice-blue energy continued to rise and spread out in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the surrounding ground was covered with frost, as if it were winter.

Even Wang Ye and others who were watching on the sidelines felt a chill running through their bones.

However, faced with such momentum, the Sword Master remained unmoved.

His face was calm and he remained motionless.

Quietly watching Yue Zhenshan accumulate strength.

There was no intention to stop it at all.

"No, isn't this Sword Master costume a bit too big?"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Ye said, "Why are you still standing there?"

"Take advantage of this opportunity to go up and kill Yue Zhenshan directly!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye spoke anxiously.

He doesn't care who wins or loses.

He is now afraid that Yue Zhenshan's move really has the power to split mountains and crack the earth.

If one's own inn is destroyed by then, that would be very bad.

"Old miser, what do you know?"

Hearing this, Bai Luhan on the side said: "The Sword Saint is a senior master..."

"Since you are a senior master, you must win fairly..."

"If I were to attack suddenly as you said, it would be an unfair victory. How can I still be called a senior master?!"

After hearing Bai Luhan's words, Wang Ye rolled his eyes: "There are so many damn rules..."

"This competition is all about who is stronger while alive. Why all the fancy stuff?"

"Take advantage of the moment when he is exerting his strength and suddenly attack him, stab him to death first..."

"Anyway, everyone will be dead by then, so any more words you say can only be spoken to the King of Hell!"

Wang Ye's face was full of disdain between his words.

"Old miser, let me be honest, it's a waste of your talent to open an inn here..."

At this time, Ah Ji, who was standing by, looked at Wang Ye and said, "You are such a shameless person, you are one in a million, you only see this once in a hundred years!"

"If this doesn't join the Demon Cult, it will be a huge loss to the Demon Cult!"

"Who said it wasn't!"

Hearing this, Bai Luhan also said, "After Senior Sword Saint wins, you can talk to Miss Shen..."

"Let her recommend you to join the Demonic Cult..."

"It just so happens that you are not that old, so it is a bit difficult to become a demon who dominates the world..."

"But being a notorious rapist is definitely an easy feat..."

In their words, Aji and Bai Luhan sang the same tune.

The two men's voices were sarcastic and they really deserved a beating.

After these words were spoken, Li Qinglian on the side could not help but nodded, agreeing with these words very much.

"Hey, you two little bastards!"

After hearing Aji's words, Wang Ye suddenly raised his hand and prepared to teach the two a lesson.

Buzz! At this moment, a burst of frosty air suddenly hit.

Looking up, I saw cold air surging around Yue Zhenshan and weapons tumbling.

The blue sword light flickered on the Ice Soul Sword in his hand.

There is an inexplicable power contained in it.

At this moment, he looked at the Sword Saint in front of him and said: "Just watch!"

"This move is a unique skill that I created after I spent twelve years in seclusion in Lingxiao City and thoroughly understood my master's lifelong skills!"

"Hundreds of changes, 13 styles of wind and snow!"

As he spoke, the energy in Yue Zhenshan's body surged and reached its peak.

A chill suddenly rose all over his body, like clouds and fog, extremely hazy.

At the same time, a solemn murderous aura was lurking in the air like a north wind.

Yue Zhenshan hasn't made a move yet, but his momentum is already extraordinary!

"The first move, Snowstorm!"

After a while, Yue Zhenshan shouted loudly.

He moved his feet and rushed towards the Sword Master.

The moment he rushed out, his body shook and thirteen phantoms appeared in succession, surrounding the Sword Saint.

Thirteen figures! Seeing the scene before their eyes, the onlookers' hearts skipped a beat.

This Yue Zhenshan's move is so powerful!

"kill!"

With a low shout, the thirteen figures suddenly moved and rushed out!

The ice-blue sword light shot out like lightning, and its speed was so fast that it was difficult for people to react.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6-9!

These thirteen figures shuttled back and forth in a chain, like ghosts, and it was difficult to tell their tracks! Not only that.

Against the backdrop of the cold and icy atmosphere, it is difficult to tell the real from the fake of these thirteen figures.

It was as if each one of them was a real body and each strike had fatal power.

Looking around, it was just like the wind and snow surging above the vast snow-capped mountains, covering the sky and the earth, making it difficult to distinguish the traces.

"Thirteen Styles of Snow Wind and Thousand Changes..."

Seeing this move, the Sword Master shook his head: "Interesting..."

"This move is really hard to tell whether it's real or fake, and it's hard to find its trace..."

As soon as these words came out, the Sword Saint moved his sword and the terrifying aura around him suddenly dissipated.

At the same time, he said: "Since there is no trace, it is impossible to tell the real from the fake..."

"Then destroy them all!"

As soon as these words came out, his whole body shook.

In an instant, a powerful pure white internal energy surged up.

This internal energy spread out as sword energy all over the sky.

"What?!"

Seeing this scene, Yue Zhenshan exclaimed.

But at this moment, the sword energy in the sky swept towards him like a violent storm.

In a flash, the two forces collided with each other.

Boom! With a loud noise, a huge ripple of true energy spread out.

In an instant, the doors and windows of Zuixianlou were all opened, and the tables and chairs in the store were twisted and crooked.

The original frosty air was instantly swept away by the ripples.

At first glance, it seems as if the wind has blown away the clouds and everything is clear.

As the frosty air dissipated, Yue Zhenshan's figure also appeared.

At this moment, he retreated several steps backwards before he could barely stabilize his body, his eyes full of astonishment.

"The raging snow and wind can confuse people's eyes..."

Looking at Yue Zhenshan in front of him, the Sword Saint said calmly: "But it still can't withstand the strong wind..."

"Yue Zhenshan, is this the martial arts you learned while secluded in Lingxiao City for twelve years?"

"Now it seems that it is no more than that!"

As he spoke, the Sword Master's hair and beard all fell apart, and his original immortal aura was gone.

Instead, there was a domineering sword intent and boundless momentum.

A sword master is a sword master after all.

Although he is old, his sword energy is not dull.

Even though he had retired from the martial arts world, his arrogance had not dissipated! On the contrary, he became even more fierce and fierce! Upon hearing the words of the Sword Saint, Yue Zhenshan clenched his teeth and opened his eyes wide.

He stared at the Sword Master and was about to speak.

At this moment, the Sword Saint's voice came: "Since you are a junior, I will let you take three moves..."

"Within three moves, I will only defend, not attack."

"That counts as one move. You still have two chances now, so take advantage of them."

The sword master's words were calm.

There was a hint of indifference between the lines, as if Yue Zhenshan had never been taken seriously.

(End of this chapter)