Jiuhan Peak is covered with snow and frost. Even if the sun is pouring down, it is still full of biting coldness. A mountain range is without the shadow of plants and trees, and there is no spiritual beast to survive, like a frost hell.

On a path leading to the peak, Chu Xingyun, Mo Wanggong, Wu Jingxue and Lin Tianchong were walking here, stepping out step by step, making a dull sound of squeaking puffs, which was so clear at this moment.

Above the heads of the four people, sharp phantoms of soldier souls floated in the air, suppressing thousands of Xuan Ice Array Patterns. The former is strong in momentum, while the latter is cold and gloomy. When they collide with each other, they cleverly formed a certain balance.

Four people, two formations, one snow mountain, and the sound of footsteps that were neither hurry nor slow. Everything exuded a strong sense of determination.

"Boy, did you secretly deal with Fu Xiaochen last night?" Suddenly, Lin Tianchong's voice slowly rang, making the solidified atmosphere feel relaxed and less depressing.

"Fu Xiaochen is cunning by nature. He kept him at first to lure the snake out of the hole and completely eliminate the remnant party forces. Now that he is about to fight to the death, he must not keep this person." Chu Xingyun was not surprised that Lin Tianchong discovered it, and his voice was very calm.

"Then why do you explain to Su Jing'an and Su Muzhao?" Lin Tianchong continued to ask, his tone seemed careless. Although his voice was relaxed, his whole body was still nervous. Obviously, the solemn atmosphere of this battle was not easy to see even after many battles, and he was constantly adjusting his state.

Chu Xingyun looked at Lin Tianchong, smiled faintly, and replied: "I have arranged for Chu Hu and Qing Yao to deal with these matters. Fu Xiaochen's death will eventually point to Jiuhan Palace. After this battle, I will secretly send someone to promote this matter and erect a statue for Fu Xiaochen in the Seven Star Valley to soothe the emotions of the Seven Star Valley."

"After all, for the people in the Seven Star Valley, they don't know Fu Xiaochen's true nature. If they tell the truth, it will not be beneficial to anyone. On the contrary, it will only lead to endless disputes and fights."

"You do this mainly to appease Su Muzhao and Su Jingan. Are I right?" Lin Tianchong smiled and had already seen through Chu Xingyun's true thoughts.

Throughout the Liuyun Dynasty, Lin Tianchong and Chu Xingyun had many interactions. Although he still could not fully see through Chu Xingyun, he knew Chu Xingyun's nature: he valued friendship and kept his promises.

With the strength that Wanjian Pavilion now has, a Seven Star Valley will not take it seriously at all. Even if you forcefully kill Fu Xiaochen and suppress it with force, it is not a bad idea.

The reason why Chu Xingyun dealt with Fu Xiaochen in this way was to understand Su Muzhao and Su Jingan. These two were Chu Xingyun's two-generation close friends. No matter what, they didn't want to see them very sad.

Hearing Lin Tianchong's words, Chu Xingyun still just smiled, raised his head, looked at the peak of Jiuhan Peak, and exhaled: "Maybe, if we lose this battle, no matter what I did or what I secretly prepared, everything will become meaningless. Only by winning can we have a later story."

As the words fell, the steps of the three people beside him stopped for a moment, and their eyes became deeper.

Lin Tianchong looked at Chu Xingyun deeply, then lowered his head, stared at the imperial claw cover on his palm, and said angrily: "I originally wanted to ease the atmosphere. You kid's words made me do useless work, so you can't let me save some snacks?"

"What's more, I, Lin Tianchong, galloped in the Northern Wilderness for many years and finally got a royal weapon. I don't want to give it to Jiuhan Palace for nothing."

As he said that, Lin Tianchong rolled his eyes at Chu Xingyun. Such an expression made the other three people laugh, and the solemn look in his eyes completely disappeared.

"It's getting late, let's speed up." Chu Xingyun looked at Lin Tianchong with gratitude, took a deep breath, and said again.

After the words came to an end, everyone focused their attention and accelerated their pace. Every step was so determined, with a glimmer of light in their eyes, with the idea of ​​winning.

Soon, a group of four arrived at Jiuhan Palace.

This sect that has existed for thousands of years is now empty. Apart from the howling cold wind and the endless ice palace, there is no sign of people, and it also exudes a suffocating aura of fear.

Chu Xingyun just glanced around, then took his gaze back, took his steps forward, and continued to walk straight towards the top of Jiuhan Peak.

When the four of them arrived at the mountainside, they stopped at the same time. The surrounding aura suddenly changed, becoming more solidified and cold.

In front of you, there is an extremely wide square, almost spanning the entire mountainside, leaving only a narrow mountain path, which continues to lead to the top of Jiuhan Peak.

In the square, there were a group of figures, totaling eighteen people, Lin Bingli in blue was among them.

These people are naturally the eighteen elders of Jiuhan Palace.

In terms of true cultivation, they are at the Yin-Yang level, but after the blessing of the Wanhan Ice Soul Formation, they are now all emitting the aura of Nirvana. Eighteen people, their aura is soaring into the sky, so terrifying that they almost freeze this space.

"You escaped last time, you are lucky. This time, even if the god Daluo descended to earth, you can't save this dog's life!" Lin Bingli spoke, and directly scolded Chu Xingyun loudly, with a ferocious murderous intent that had already filled his body.

As soon as she said that, the other seventeen elders of Jiuhan Palace stood up beside her. Each of them was extremely violent, with a strong desire to kill.

"Oh? Is it?"

Chu Xingyun's eyes were still calm. He looked at the eighteen top powerhouses in front of him, without any turmoil. He just slowly turned his head and said to Lin Tianchong and others: "You can reach the peak first, here, I am enough to deal with it."

A bang!

In just one sentence, it fell into the ears of the elder of Jiuhan Palace, but it felt like a thunderbolt from the blue, which made the eighteen people look stunned, their eyes wide open, and they all thought they had hallucinations.

Chu Xingyun, who has only the sixth level of Yin and Yang cultivation, wants to face the eighteen of them directly?

"I admit that you do have some tricks, but if you face the eighteen of us directly, it is tantamount to seeking death!" Lin Bingli cursed again, and the other seventeen people also glared at Chu Xingyun, feeling that they were underestimated.

Even they felt that Chu Xingyun's words were probably just a nonsense to anger them. This boy was so cunning and he would never have a good ending!

In an instant, the eighteen elders of the Nine Cold Palace had their own thoughts in their minds.
Chapter completed!