As Nangong Mu's voice fell, the crystal-clear ice tree also lit up with bright light, and snow-white flowers bloomed among the branches.

"What the hell is this?"

"The ice tree can still bloom?"

"What a strong breath!"

The disciples of the sects around were shocked when they looked at the flowers condensed from the ice trees. In addition to being shocked, they kept retreating.

Because the aura on the ice tree is too powerful, so powerful that they are all a little uncomfortable, and they have no way to resist, and even feel like they have to worship.

Chi Guyan's breath is also a little unstable now. She was attacked by countless branches of ice, which made her consume extremely huge.

However, she could still clearly hear Nangong Mu's voice.

"Blooming?!" Chi Guyan raised his head slightly, looked at the dense branches above his head, and his heart trembled violently.

Although she was unable to be 100% sure what Nangong Mu's purpose was, judging from what Nangong Mu just said and the scene in front of her, she could probably guess that Nangong Mu's real purpose was not just to win the victory of the World Alliance.

"No, I have to stop Nangong Mu!" Chi Guyan's eyes condensed, and the starlight originally condensed in her eyes suddenly changed.

From silver-white starlight to a faint five-color light.

Moreover, not only did the light in her eyes change, but even the huge phantom behind her also changed. Five colors appeared on the snake's tail.

Then, Chi Guyan also rushed down.

The sword in his hand slashed out quickly, completely cutting the ice tiles wrapped around her, and rushed towards Nangong Mu from the huge ice tree.

"Chi Guyan!" Nangong Mu looked at Chi Guyan who was rushing towards him, kneeling on the ground with one foot, biting his teeth very tightly, and his hands holding the blue swords were trembling.

However, even so, he quickly stood up and protected the blue and blue swords in his hand toward the position of his chest.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

The ice and snow covered on the ground burst open suddenly, and countless crystal ice cubes splashed around quickly, as if a piece of hail was falling from the top of Tianchan Mountain.

After the sound, the two figures began to collide at an extremely fast speed.

"boom!"

"Dingding..."

The sound of the collision between the swords kept ringing, bright red blood was flying in the air, and a cold breath filled the scene, making the disciples of the surrounding sects unable to see clearly what was happening in the scene.

The only thing they could see was that two figures kept shuttleing through the snow-white ice fog, drawing their swords, slashing them, drawing their swords, and slashing them...

The speed is extremely fast, so fast that it makes people feel a little confused.

“So strong!”

"What kind of battle is this?"

"The Holy Realm, this is a confrontation between the holy realms, and it is a battle far beyond ordinary holy realms. I have never seen such a battle."

The disciples of the sects around were really shocked. Although they were all practicing within the sect, it was still extremely difficult to see such a level of battle.

After all, even in the entire holy realm, there are only a few people who have reached this strength.

"Muer, I didn't expect that you could do this level!" Nangong Tian's expression also changed a little at this moment, and there was also a sense of shock and incredibility.

Mu Qingfeng, the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion, Ping Yang and others stared at the two figures in the snow-white ice fog with nervous expressions.

"Boom!" The ice and snow on the ground were cut open again, countless ice cubes splashed, and a huge crack cracked from the snow-white ice fog.

That's the sword mark!

Enough to cut open the sword marks on the ground!

"Buzz!" Five-colored lights lit up, blue, red, black, white, and gold, five different colors of light intertwined in the ice fog, completely illuminating the snow-white ice fog.

As the five-colored light lit up, a figure also flew out of the ice fog quickly, and then, with a bang, hit the huge ice tree.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood sprayed in the air.

Nangong Mu's eyes were wide open. He didn't believe it, or he was unwilling to give up, but he really didn't have any strength anymore.

"Pu!" His body fell to the ground, and the snow-white armor covered with it began to turn into white light, slowly disappearing into the air.

And right in front of him...

A figure was holding on the ground with a long sword, and the pink long skirt was stained with blood. I don’t know if it was hers or Nangong Mu’s.

It can be seen that Chi Guyan has really reached his limit now.

But the huge snake tail covered with five-color scales behind her was still swinging, rumbling, and the snake tail hit the ice surface, completely shaking the ice surface.

Strong momentum.

The momentum of a lone world.

"You... lost!" Chi Guyan's eyes were staring at Nangong Mu under the ice tree, and the sound in his mouth was obviously extremely tired.

"No, I...I didn't..." Nangong Mu wanted to stand up, but he could not stand up straight anymore. He was also bathed in large pieces of blood.

"Mur!"

"Lonely Smoke!"

"Sister Yan!"

The voices of Nangong Tian, ​​Mu Qingfeng and Pingyang also sounded again at this moment, and the faces of the three of them were as nervous and contented as they were.

"I...I didn't...lose..." Nangong Mu was still struggling.

Chi Guyan waved her hand gently, and then walked towards Nangong Mu step by step. Every time she took a step, sweat as big as beans would slide off her forehead.

Such a scene shocked the disciples of the sects around them, but they did not speak, because at this moment, the only thing they could do was wait and wait quietly.

Finally, Chi Guyan came to Nangong Mu.

"You lost..."

"No, I...I won't lose again!"

"Punch!" The long sword pierced into Nangong Mu's arm, and blood splattered and dripped down the sword to the ground. The two blue swords in Nangong Mu's hand finally fell to the ground.

"Boom..."

The huge ice tree also shaking at this moment, and cracks appeared on the branches of the ice tree. The originally blooming snow-white flowers also turned into white light and dissipated in the air.

"You lost!" Chi Guyan's voice sounded again.

"Chi Guyan, you want me to... make me admit defeat, no... impossible!" There was a kind of firmness, as firm as death in Nangong Mu's voice.

"Swish!" The long sword was pulled out from Nangong Mu's arm, and then it pierced into Nangong Mu's thigh again. The sword penetrated deep into the bones and blood splattered.

"Ah..." Nangong Mu's eyes were red and a desolate roar was heard in his mouth. He was unwilling to give up, really unwilling to give up, but he was no longer able to do so.

"Boom..."

The huge ice tree was completely broken, and the cold air scattered in the air, and large patches of white light almost blocked the entire sky.

"You lost!" Chi Guyan's eyes slowly rose, and he looked at the huge ice tree that was constantly melting in front of him. His feet also trembled violently, and he was almost about to kneel down.

Nangong Mu didn't say anything again this time. He just looked at Chi Guyan quietly and the snow-white light above his head, because he knew that, as Chi Guyan said, whether he admitted it or not, he did lose.

"Abstain from defeat, otherwise my next sword will pierce his throat!" Chi Guyan's eyes turned behind him, and his tone was very firm, but this sentence was obviously not what Nangong Mu said.

Instead, he was talking to Nangong Tian in the corner not far away.

Nangong Tian's eyes narrowed at this time, his fists tightened, and there was a cold chill in his eyes. He looked at Nangong Mu who could not stand up at all, then looked at Chi Guyan again, and finally sighed quietly: "We lost this game!"

"This game?" Mu Qingfeng's body trembled slightly, and then he looked at Nangong Tian suddenly: "Can anyone else in your Nangong family play?!"

"Two wins in three games, now it's just a one-to-one draw. Of course, there are still people in our Nangong family who play." Nangong Tian nodded and said for granted.

"who?"

"Of course I am a child of my Nangong family."

"I understand, Gu Yan, you come down to rest first. This game will be arranged for you." Mu Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, then nodded gently and said to Chi Gu Yan.

"Are you rest? I'm afraid you can't?" Nangong Tian smiled slightly.

"How can't it be? The rules of this martial arts competition were decided by the five holy areas. There are two wins in three games, and there is no limit to who will play these three games. Gu Yan has already won this game, so he can naturally get off the court and rest. Other disciples from the Heavenly Dao Pavilion will play this third game." Mu Qingfeng frowned.

"Master Mu, don't be anxious, what I'm talking about is not the rule." Nangong Tian shook his head.

"Not the rule? Then what do you mean?"

"Hao'er, you lost Chi Guyan's move a few years ago. Today, it's time to get back that move!" Nangong Tian did not continue to answer Mu Qingfeng's words, but suddenly raised his head and shouted.

"Haoer?!"

"He said Hao'er..."

"Is it Nangong Hao?"

The disciples of the sects around were slightly stunned when they heard Nangong Tian’s words.

Although they all knew that the Nangong family had a Nangong Hao, who was known as the number one genius of the Great Xia Dynasty, the incident from Tiandao Pavilion a few months ago had already spread all over the world.

"Nangong Hao? Didn't he die with Tianxing?" The disciples of the sect looked at me and I looked at you, obviously a little unbelievable.
To be continued...