Huangfu Long's mouth was still open, and the snowflakes danced wildly, turning into a whirlpool, and madly penetrated into his body. After a moment, a shadow of a dragon was faintly attached to Huangfu Long's body.

"Huangfu Long, Long Ying!" The crowd's pupils contracted, powerful, it seemed that they had misjudged this crazy young man. Although he seemed abnormal, he was always so confident and free. He also wanted to marry Tianchixue as his wife.

The illusory shadow of the snow dragon attached to him, covering Huangfu Long's entire body with a layer of snow. There was a faint dragon aura released from his body, but this aura was very cold.

This dragon is a wild snow dragon.

"Snow Dragon's Fist."

"roar!"

Huangfu Long stepped on his body, and a terrifying wave suddenly seemed to bloom from the wilderness, extremely terrifying, with snow dragons in his fist, dragon roars in his mind, and snow cold in his breath.

Xuelong opened his teeth and claws and grabbed the middle-aged hunter directly, and the wild breath seemed to tear him apart.

"Stop it." The hunter shouted, his palm slapped out, and the space around him seemed to turn into snow and pounced on the wild snow dragon.

"Roar!" Xuelong roared angrily, tearing the transformed snow barrier apart, and continued to buckle the hunter's head, trying to tear him.

"Okay." His head tilted slightly, and a terrible snow chill burst out from the hunter's body, which instantly frozen Huangfu Long's body, and the power of the snow dragon also slightly reduced.

"Destroy." The hunter spit out a word, and the snow on the snow dragon's body suddenly dissipated and melted. After a moment, the snow dragon completely disappeared without a trace.

"Yes, I almost forced me back." The middle-aged man nodded slightly to Huangfu Long, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, thinking about which strong man in the snow-capped mountains is suitable to guide Huangfu Long. This guy has the aura of ancient wilderness, and I don't know where the monster came from.

"Senior, can you see if you can let me practice with my future wife?" Huangfu Long touched his head honestly, without the arrogant and wild aura that had just happened.

"Your future wife?" The hunter was stunned.

"Cough cough!" Tian Chixue coughed, and her face changed suddenly. This bastard.

"Well, Tianchixue, my future wife, I want to practice with her." Huangfu Long giggled, which made Tianchixue feel the urge to vomit blood, and stared at Huangfu Long coldly, which was hateful.

"Haha, okay, okay, just as you wish, just follow Xiaoxue." The middle-aged man smiled happily, and was amused by this guy. When will Tianchixue become his future wife? Why don't even know the people on their Tianchi Snow Mountain?

This Huangfu Long is interesting, and he is happy to fulfill this guy. As for whether he can catch up with Tianchixue, it depends on Huangfu Long's ability.

"Thank you, Senior." Huangfu Long seemed particularly excited. He turned around and looked at Tianchixue proudly, which almost collapsed.

The hunter's eyes finally fell on Lin Feng and Tang Youyou, and said, "She doesn't seem to be suitable for the assessment."

"Well, I'll be tested by myself and let her be with me. What do you think of the senior?" Lin Feng said.

"No problem, then you can do it." The middle-aged man nodded to Lin Feng. Among these people, Lin Feng's cultivation was declining, but he was the coldest, and he seemed to have a temperament that he would not enter the world.

I don’t know how strong Lin Feng is.

Lin Feng stood up and took his steps slowly. The gentle steps seemed to have a slight heaviness, which made the middle-aged brow raise. Lin Feng's temperament was different from others, heavy and sad, as if it could burst out at any time.

"Like them, use your strongest means to attack me." The hunter emphasized to Lin Feng.

"Okay." Lin Feng nodded, with a sword roar, the blood sword was unsheathed, and a bloodthirsty aura bloomed in the snow, killing, cold, and there was a trace of bloody light in the blood sword, as if there were dead souls crying in it, and the blood sword was stained with the blood of countless people.

This time, in order to gain a strong teacher to guide the practice, Lin Feng will naturally do his best, so the blood sword was unsheathed.

The breath of the entire space became serious the moment the Blood-Drinking Sword was unsheathed, and it became even colder. Lin Feng did not regard this as an assessment, but a life-and-death battle against the enemy and killing.

Only in this way can he truly give his all from his body and from his heart and use his strongest strength. If he only regards it as an assessment, he will not be able to exert the strongest strength.

The hunter raised his eyebrows, and at this moment he found that he was not like a hunter, Lin Feng, but more like a hunter, holding a blood-drinking sword with murderous intentions, nodding in his heart, not different from others, different from him, not taking this as an assessment, but facing the enemy.

Those cold pupils were so cold that they stared at him so uncomfortable.

The terrifying sword energy began to rage in the void, swaying wildly. The crowd felt a little tightened all over, and their breathing became solemn. The sword will was rising madly.

"One level, two level...the fifth level of sword will." The crowd's pupils trembled violently. It turned out that Lin Feng had the fifth level of sword will, such a terrifying sword.

A black flame lingered on the blood-colored sword, and the flame attached a black color, a color of destruction.

Lin Feng also turned into a sword. The man and the sword were combined, and the mind and the sword were combined, and the man was a sword.

"kill!"

Finally, a sound came out of Lin Feng's mouth, and the sword energy was raging. The wind blew, and Lin Feng's body disappeared from the spot, stabbed out like blood, and assassinated towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged pupils suddenly contracted, and the wind's will.

There is also a fifth level of sword will, such a powerful young man.

"Snow!" The middle-aged man shouted angrily, and the rolling snow gathered wildly and resisted in front. However, under the bloody sword, it was instantly penetrated, and the black flames melted the snow. The sword seemed to be unaffected at all, and it was still moving forward, fast, this sword was too fast.

As soon as his body slipped, his middle-aged footsteps retreated. For the first time, Lin Feng's sword was too fast and too strong, and he could not retreat.

"Stop it." The terrifying true energy power was released, and the true energy of the snow was cold, frozen, and frost was instantly attached to the blood sword.

"Swish..." Lin Feng's sword passed by, the flames burst out with his destructive power, and the snow melted again. Lin Feng's body whirled, and Ru Feng's body flashed again, and another sword was slashed out. The light of blood was so dazzling.

Lin Feng is not evaluating, he is fighting.

"Flame Will." The middle-aged man whispered, his eyes getting more and more surprised, and the old man standing not far away also showed a smile. He seemed to have already predicted the scene at this moment. The hunter was a gatekeeper and knew the strong men of Tianchi very well. Many of the talented young people entering Tianchi were trained and checked by him, and then sent to the most suitable person for guidance.

Although he was not very strong, his vision was fierce and he had always guarded this important level for Tianchi. He had seen countless geniuses, but today several obviously satisfied him.

"Interesting." The palms were grabbed into the sky, and the power of Snow Will was released. A breath of snow rushed towards Jian and Lin Feng frantically. The blood sword condensed, and Lin Feng's body was instantly covered with frost and snow, and his hands were frozen.

"Go back!" A force pushed towards Lin Feng's blood sword, and a smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth.

"Break!" The magic power of the Nine-turn Buddha burst out, and the frost and snow covered with it exploded.

"Kill!" Lin Feng shouted angrily, with a strong murderous aura. The terrible blood light was released from the blood sword, as if he was about to kill the middle-aged man.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, his body seemed to merge into the snow, and he drifted away, and Lin Feng's sword slashed in the air.

"The wind roared!" Lin Feng's body was like a shadow, and the killing spirit was rolling.

The middle-aged man's eyes were flashing with splendor, and his hands were covered with ice and snow. He suddenly closed his blood sword in his palm.

"Save it." The middle-aged man shouted, and the terrifying snow artistic conception frozen Lin Feng's sword and hand. His palm swirled violently, trying to let Lin Feng's sword go.

Lin Feng's hand did not let go, and the man also spun with the sword. The terrifying will of flame bloomed again, melting the ice and snow.

"Kill!" A rolling roar was spit out, and a terrifying sword light was spit out from the blood sword and instantly descended in front of the hunter.

The hunter's pupils suddenly contracted, his body floated to the side, and the sword light passed by.

"Go." All the terrifying power was poured out, and Lin Feng's body was shaken back violently. The hunter reached out and buckled the black hair that slowly fell with the snowflakes in his palm.

Looking at the strand of black hair, the middle-aged man looked up at Lin Feng. The sword was still in Lin Feng's hand. The sword cultivator, the sword was there, and the person was there.
Chapter completed!