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Chapter 195: White shirt like snow, but colder than snow!(2/2)

Snap!

Before he finished speaking, the man in white struck out like lightning and slapped Wang Ning on the face.

The crisp sound made this slap sound like a thunderbolt in the martial arts arena.

Wang Ning was stunned by the whipping, and immediately became furious, and his Xuanwu Realm aura suddenly exploded.

Bang!

But the other party's body also erupted with Xuanwu Realm aura, which was more condensed and powerful than his. The two auras collided with each other, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Wang Ning's Xuanwu Realm aura was crushed and exploded in an instant.

Snap!

The opponent's momentum was shattered, and the man in white slapped Wang Ning with his backhand, sending Wang Ning flying away.

Two consecutive slaps not only stunned Wang Ning, but also everyone else in the martial arts arena, including Huangfu Jingxuan, were also dumbfounded.

"Second Young Master!"

Leng Mo woke up, frightened and angry, and rushed towards the man in white, "Pretend to be a ghost, and die!"

By the time he reached the man in white, the power of the sword on his body had reached an incredible level.

The fierce sword power, combined with the strong cultivation level, is almost twice as powerful as Wang Ning's, and it is so strong that it makes people feel suffocated.

Only then did everyone realize that Leng Mo had been hiding his strength all along.

clang!

But the man in white, calmly holding the sword in his hand, blocked Leng Mo's violent blow in an understatement.

Leng Mo was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with surprise, but he had not yet reacted.

The man in white pierced with the lightning-like sword light, and a cold light on the tip of the sword continued to expand in his eyes.

So fast!

The cold sword light frightened him so much that his face changed. He didn't dare to attack, so he retracted his sword to resist.

Whoops!

But the sword of the man in white was faster and stronger than the other, and every move touched his most fatal flaw.

In just seven or eight moves, the sword, which seemed as strong as a mountain, was riddled with holes and was about to scatter in the wind.

Leng Mo looked horrified, and a trace of despair could not help but arise in his heart.

call out!

But the man in white suddenly stopped his hand, and swung the long sword in his hand heavily, and it stabbed into the ground of the fighting arena and trembled.

Leng Mo was shocked, feeling relieved and ready to retreat.

Phew!

A spear with a cold light and a pitch-black spear, like a wild dragon, swept through the hands of the man in white.

Its sword, which was riddled with holes, fell apart when the spear was swung.

Before he could scream in surprise, the tip of the spear pierced his chest, causing him to vomit blood and fly wildly. After landing, he continued to glide.

Holding the wound on his chest, Leng Mo struggled to get up.

Under the faceless mask, no one could clearly see the expression of the man in white. He was holding the spear tightly with five fingers. The real energy in his body was pouring in, just when Leng Mo was about to stand up.

Bang!

With the ear-piercing sound of breaking through the air, the spear flew away like lightning, piercing Leng Mo's chest and nailing him to the ground.

"ah!!"

Leng Mo immediately started wailing in pain, the sound was so pitiful that the hearts of those who heard it were palpitating.

Clang!

The man in white had a cold look in his eyes, and without saying a word, he pulled out the long sword on the ground and walked quickly towards Wang Ning.

A chill emanated from the man in white.

Such a posture made all the nine-star newcomers in the martial arts arena feel the cold aura.

The faces of Huangfu Jingxuan and others also changed, and they looked a little confused...

Outside the venue, thousands of newcomers and many senior disciples were already in an uproar.

Wang Yan was trembling all over and his lips were purple with anger. When he saw Lin Yun raising his sword, his face changed greatly: "He wants to kill my brother!"

Just as he was about to take action, he thought that until the Nine-Star Hegemony was over, they would not be able to pass through the blue light shield.

In the martial arts arena, Wang Ning was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, and his cheeks were swollen like a pig's head.

Seeing the man in white with chills all over his body, approaching step by step, Wang Ning kept moving on the ground, trembling: "Do you want spiritual jade? I can give it to you. Don't kill me... I am a direct descendant of the Wang family, and my brother is Wang Yan

, as long as you ask, I can give you many benefits."

But the man in white didn't say a word, he just approached step by step, his body filled with cold murderous intent that was constantly building up.

The fear in Wang Ning's heart continued to expand under such torture, almost driving him crazy.

"Who the hell are you!"

"Who do you think I could be?"

The man in white asked in reply, speaking his first words since setting foot in the martial arts arena.

Wang Ning's mind buzzed and exploded.

There was a look of extreme disbelief in his eyes. This voice was too familiar to him. If it was really that person... Wang Ning's face instantly turned pale, and he trembled: "No way, absolutely impossible!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in white, and he reached out and took off the white faceless mask.

Immediately, the young man's handsome, angular face appeared in front of everyone.

A person who would never appear at the scene really stood in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!
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