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Chapter eight hundred and thirty sixth pass me

The moment the ice sculpture was completed, Jiang Chen's divine sea lost contact with heaven and earth, and the entire ice sculpture immediately fell toward the snowy mountain.

Jiang Chen's whole body was frozen, and it was difficult to even move his fingers, let alone use force to shatter the ice sculpture.

Given the size of the ice sculpture, its falling speed is extremely terrifying.

However, Jiang Chen couldn't hear the sound, and what he could see in front of him was very limited.

"Even if I am a god, something will happen if I fall like this!"

Jiang Chen couldn't care about anything, tensed his body and struggled hard.

Bang.

Suddenly, the heart beat very powerfully, and cracks appeared in the ice sculpture.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the next few beats, the cracks in the ice sculpture became larger and larger, and with the last beat, it shattered into powder.

Jiang Chen seized this opportunity and flew out quickly.

Just half a meter away from the ground, the person was sliding rapidly in the snow, bouncing up from time to time, and then falling hard to the ground.

After finally stopping, not a single bone in the body was healthy.

He couldn't move for half a minute. It wasn't until his body recovered quickly that he was allowed to raise his arm and take the elixir for himself.

"Tao Xin..."

Jiang Chen put his hand on his chest. During the recovery process of his body just now, purple energy was flowing around his body.

After a while, with the help of the elixir, he returned to normal and went to the sky to look for the Ice Spirit Clan Saint.

However, the other party had disappeared, which made Jiang Chen's expression not very good.

He opened his eyes and searched in the snow-capped mountains.

Suddenly, he discovered something and landed on another mountain.

Jiang Chen saw messy footprints here and continued to walk forward. There was blood next to the footprints.

The red blood stands out on the spotless white snow.

Not long after I left, there was more and more blood.

Jiang Chen's brows suddenly furrowed because he saw a figure not far away, who was the Saint of the Ice Spirit Tribe.

She was still sitting in the snow, and her body was still buried in the snow.

In the snow, her injuries healed faster.

"Why are you bothering?"

Jiang Chen's uneasiness just now disappeared, and he felt a little helpless.

The gap between oneself and the other party is not as exaggerated as imagined, and they are evenly matched.

He can hurt the opponent, and the opponent can also hurt himself. It all depends on the performance of the two people during the battle.

Before he was sealed by the ice sculpture, he severely damaged the opponent with his sword skills.

It's just that the saint didn't show it. She suppressed her injuries and achieved a victory in which the enemy fell first.

But judging from the recovery speed of their injuries, the other party was obviously more seriously injured.

"Let's go." The unique cold voice came from the snow.

"You attacked me for no reason, and now you're in my hands, and you want me to leave?"

Jiang Chen shook his head and refused to embarrass her, saying: "You only need to answer my three questions."

"If it's a fair fight, you've already lost." The saint started talking more, wondering if she was stalling for time.

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, thinking about this, and found that he couldn't refute it.

If his heavenly eye hadn't noticed the other party's traces, he would have thought that he was completely defeated.

In a daze, Jiang Chen realized a truth: when masters compete with each other, one move is enough.

"I don't care about this. I only know that if I am willing, I can take your life, just like what you just did."

If it weren't for Dao Xin, Jiang Chen might not have died, but missing arms and legs would be inevitable.

This woman was merciless in her attacks, so naturally he wouldn't be polite.

"I didn't want to kill you, but after you hurt me with your sword, I couldn't figure out the power." The saint explained.

"Let me ask you, how is my senior sister in the Ice Spirit Clan? What kind of situation and treatment is she like? Will there be a title battle?"

Jiang Chen didn't want to say any more useless words to her, so he asked directly.

"She is the spirit girl of the Ice Spirit Tribe. It is not your turn to care about her." The tone of the Saint of the Ice Spirit Tribe remained unchanged and cold.

The last sentence made Jiang Chen very unhappy.

"In that case, why are you engaged to the Blood Shadow Dynasty? Shouldn't such a talented person stay in the clan?" Jiang Chen asked again.

"The Blood Shadow Dynasty proposes marriage by name, and the Ice Spirit Clan cannot refuse."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen felt happy, at least he knew that the Ice Spirit Tribe did not want his senior sister to marry into the Blood Shadow Dynasty.

Naturally, even the Blood Shadow Dynasty doesn't like him, let alone be willing to marry him...

"What is the purpose of your coming today?"

"This is your third question. If I answer your question, please leave."

It turned out that the Saintess of the Ice Spirit Tribe answered honestly because of what he just said.

"Can."

"Your senior sister asked me to come."

The Saint of the Ice Spirit Tribe said: "If you can't even pass my test, you don't have to go to the title battle anymore and leave the Three Realms of the Middle Realm as soon as possible."

"Senior sister, do you know I'm here?" Jiang Chen asked in surprise.

There was silence in the snow for a while, and then the saint's helpless voice came: "This is not the point."

"No, that's the point."

Jiang Chen was in a good mood, with a smile on his face.

"You are so popular in the Middle and Three Realms that even Feiyu almost died at your hands. How could she not know?" The Ice Spirit Tribe Saint's tone of voice was very emotional.

Jiang Chen shrugged. Ever since he came to the Third World, others have taken the initiative to cause trouble.

The choice he can make is to fight back forcefully or pretend to be a grandson.

Obviously, he just chose the former, which was also an opportunity for him to achieve Taoism.

So what if the whole world is your enemy? So what if everyone kills you?

As long as you are alive for one day, you must make the enemy feel fear and fear.

"The last question is not a problem. Have I passed your test?" Jiang Chen chuckled.

There was no sound in the snow again, and the saint obviously didn't want to admit it.

However, she finally gave an objective answer and hoped that Jiang Chen would consider it himself.

"You have reached this level, but the title battle is not yet 100% sure. Depending on your performance in actual combat, you may die, or you may not."

“If you have to pursue 100% certainty in everything, what’s the point?”

Jiang Chen laughed loudly. In fact, no matter what answer he got, he would go for it.

"So if you die, no one else is to blame." the saint said.

"You are quite responsible."

Jiang Chen knew that she was afraid that she would die and face her senior sister.

"Hypothetically, if I really return to the Three Middle Realms like this, is it absolutely impossible for me and my senior sister? Even if I become a great venerable and come back?" Jiang Chen said.

"You have so many questions."

The saint said displeasedly, the answer is obvious.

If a human race wants to pursue a spirit girl from the Ice Spirit Tribe, but still wants to make every move? That is absolutely impossible.

Suddenly, the saint heard footsteps stepping on the white snow.

She couldn't help but open her eyes and was startled when she saw Jiang Chen's whole face in front of her, the two of them staring at each other with big eyes.

"What do you want to do!" She was really panicked this time.

"So it looks like this."

Jiang Chen seemed to want to see the person in the mirror clearly, so he got very close, then shook his head and said, "What a pity."

After the words fell, he left as the other party wished.

"What's the pity? Tell me clearly!"

The Saint of the Ice Spirit Tribe quit, she was so angry that the white snow shook off.

Author's note: There are four chapters today, this is the fourth chapter, thank you for reading, thank you for your support, the update will be from four chapters to six to eight chapters tomorrow, before the end of the year. Today I will leave two chapters as a manuscript.


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