The white elves flew in the air, bringing unprecedented extreme cold.

In such a deep winter season, Chen Shaobai was wearing a simple cotton jacket, and the long sword in his hand waved dark green light in the air. The radiant sword aura formed a large net, and there was no snowflake within one meter of his body.

The sound of the piano and flute in his ears gradually echoed, causing his mind to fall into tranquility, and his movements also eased and stopped.

The mind is quiet, the body is quiet, and the sword is quiet.

Soon, snow fell on his shoulders and long hair, but Chen Shaobai ignored it and his eyes were closed, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, he moved.

First, his whole body was stiff and stiff with the sword for a moment, just like the sword holder in the sculpture. The sword and body were one, and then the whole body suddenly disappeared, and the hand turned into a green thunder and exploded flat on the ground for thousands of years.

boom!

A small storm broke out three and a half feet ahead, and in an instant, it wiped out all the snow above the pond.

Once this move is used, it has the power to change the celestial phenomena. Although it is limited to one corner, it is far beyond the limit of a normal human individual.

What's amazing is that the thunder suddenly exploded from the ground, not only did not disturb the ensemble of the piano and flute, but instead smoothly integrated into the beat, as if it was part of the music.

"I can finally control it completely, just ask it to explode the sword aura." Chen Shaobai's eyes were filled with a hint of Aichi City's joy. Every step he made in the sword path, he was extremely satisfied.

This move was for him to practice thunder and Xuan Ji to the peak, and then combined with Chen Kuangyin's stacked waves, the sword aura changed his own way, and actively detonated the sword aura, just like suddenly letting go of the compressed air to the extreme, which was more than three times faster than the simple storm of the previous storm.

But similarly, practicing this move is very harmful to the sword. At least when Chen Shaobai is not able to cover the sword spine, every time he uses it, it will damage the long sword.

If you hold the ordinary hundred-refined sword in your hand, you will completely destroy the sword in just one time. Even the 3,000-sophisticated Wind-Slaying Quick Sword will have some more flaws after each time you use it.

With Chen Shaobai's crazy about sword practice, he could destroy a sword that was famous in history in less than three days. Therefore, he let go of his loyalty early, and changed his life to a thousand years with self-healing function.

But in this way, the consumption of osmanthus fruit will be greater.

Using the burst sword aura was obviously more physically consuming than usual. Just by stabbing a sword, Chen Shaobai's blood in his body boiled and boiled. The sudden temperature melted the white snow falling on his body, wetting his clothes. Snow water mixed with sweat came to his nose, carrying a smell of salty and sweetness.

But he didn't care about this, and sat directly on the ground, crossed Wanzai across his knees, closed his eyes and savored, thinking about how to perfect the burst sword aura.

The white snow fell on the sword that was as green as jade, gradually melting, and wiped away the burnt marks just now on it.

A quarter of an hour later, the rhythm lingered in his ears. Chen Shaobai opened his eyes and saw the thousands of years of recovery.

In the past five days, he has long been accustomed to such magical phenomena. Although he does not understand the tricks, he is happy to save a few osmanthus fruits.

"Does the snow in this world have special effects on wooden objects?" There is not enough time and resources to do the experiment, so this speculation can naturally be delayed without limit.

Shaking his head and removing these distracting thoughts, Chen Shaobai walked into the wing room, and with Miao Yuqin and Xiaoyao, he left the Siheyuan with a message.

This is the sixth day after Xiao Yao lived here, and it is also the last round of Muxiang's sword contest.

Chen Shaobai's opponent in the previous round was a young man who had just entered the swordsman realm. Even if he used the sword energy, he needed to use his sword to accumulate momentum for a long time, so he gently put the opponent's sword Tan Fei and placed Wanzai on his neck.

With an overwhelming victory, the young man who was lucky enough to reach the semi-finals did not feel dissatisfied and simply gave up. The difference between the two was too far, so they could avoid the murder.

Perhaps because it has not snowed for many years, people hide at home to keep warm, and there are very few pedestrians on the street, which makes them look a little cold and lonely.

Crack, Crack...

The black-headed and white-backed Dengyun shoes under her feet stepped on the snow, making a cute sound, quite interesting. Chen Shaobai buried his head and focused on stepping on the snow. Suddenly, his ears trembled slightly, and then stood there, slowly pulled out his waist for thousands of years.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

After a clear applause came through the wind and snow, a middle-aged man in black looked at his sword and slowly walked out of the distance between the two houses. Even in this cold winter day, his clothes were still thin, but the flying snow had not yet fallen on his body, and it was melted by the super high body temperature that had evaporated.

"Chen Shaobai, you are very good. You have reached the realm of a swordsman before you get the crown. You are also very vigilant enough. If you don't meet me, you can even become a swordsman and gain a glimpse of the path of immortality in time. Unfortunately, you will die here today."

Chen Shaobai did not answer. He stared at the man's palm with cold eyes - without any white cocoons, pink and white like a baby.

"Like Chen Kuangyin, he is a strong man in the swordsman realm!"

Although neither of them had taken action, a strong sense of death had spread and the temperature around them seemed to be even lower.

He had never received a lucky mentality, so he had already predicted the foreplay of the end of the Muxiang sword contest, but he didn't feel it too abrupt: "Zhao Sixi's person or Xu Chen's person?"

Zhao Sixie is the head of the Zhao family, and Xu Chen is Chen Chong's mother. Chen Shaobai is indisputable in killing people, but these are the only two who have the ability to invite powerful swordsmen.

"Hahaha, what's wrong with telling you? I am a guest guest at the Zhao family, but I also received Xu Chen's bounty. No matter which identity he is, I have to kill you today! It's so wonderful to kill geniuses..."

Although the middle-aged man in black was a little proud, he didn't say much nonsense. Seeing that Chen Shaobai's long sword was unsheathed, he immediately interlaced like a plow, crossing the distance in a flash and stabbed Chen Shaobai with a sword.

The swordsman's body is extremely powerful. Although Chen Shaobai has made considerable progress in the past few days, it was not until the sword reached an inch in front of his chest that the other party's figure barely formed a phase on his retina.

The spurted sword energy had even pierced the cotton coat. His pupils suddenly contracted into a dangerous needle-shaped shape, and his blood was boiling like a fire burning. His entire reaction speed immediately soared to a higher level.

So what about the swordsman? Let you feel my tricks at the bottom of the box!

Chen Shaobai stomped the earth with his right foot like a steel bracket, and his whole body showed a perfect and stable shape. His body sword stiffened, his waist and span were integrated, and his spine was pushed in an inch by inch, and his strength was penetrated.

The figure disappeared, and the long sword in his hand turned into a blue thunder.

Explosive sword aura!

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