I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 1958 Shameless

Just as the princes and the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor were desperately chasing Liu Jun, the originally densely scattered snowflakes suddenly became huge, like goose feathers, falling down one after another. At the same time, an unprecedented cold current swept in, and the temperature dropped sharply, as if even the air was about to freeze into frost.

But in a blink of an eye, the entire Qianyu City, this once prosperous, bustling and vibrant city, was covered by a layer of crystal clear yet icy cold ice, turning it into a veritable ice city.

Except for the six-winged princes and the eight-winged feather emperor with extraordinary strength, who were able to withstand the sudden severe cold with their powerful strength, no one in the city, young or old, old or old, men or women, were spared, and were all frozen into lifelike ice sculptures by the sudden cold wave. Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

In a corner of the city, Ruyi Restaurant, although it was not completely free from the cold, thanks to its special status as one of the key points of the formation, the temperature here dropped significantly, but it still retained a trace of vitality. Although the people in the restaurant were so cold that their faces turned blue and their teeth chattered, they could still barely maintain their ability to move, and did not lose consciousness instantly like the people outside the city.

"Big brother, don't be anxious, don't rush to take the pills." Elder Bi You's voice was trembling but firm. He endured the cold and tried his best to maintain order. "It won't be too late to take the pills when you can't hold on any longer."

Elder Bi You was secretly horrified. He never expected that the formation set up by Liu Jun would be so overbearing. It showed such amazing power only shortly after it was activated. Even he, an elder who was considered a master in the Ice Palace, felt unable to bear the chill that almost froze his soul.

"Bi, Elder Bi You..." A disciple of the Ice Palace said with obvious fear and uneasiness in his voice, "When will this formation end?"

His eyes were filled with helplessness and confusion, and the coldness around him seemed to be devouring his will and courage bit by bit.

Everyone turned their eyes to the disciple who asked the question. Their emotions were so complicated that it was hard to describe. Everyone's heart was filled with uncertainty and anxiety. They didn't know how long the super formation arranged by Liu Jun would last, and they didn't know how long this unbearable extreme cold would last.

In such an environment, every second seemed to be stretched infinitely, making people feel extremely tortured. They all prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that this formation would end as soon as possible and free them from this cold purgatory.

If, after taking the last life-saving pill, they still cannot hold on until the end of the formation, then all of them will face the threat of death.

Among these people, Mu Chuan, the young master of the Ice Palace, was undoubtedly in the most complicated mood. He had always thought that his strength was not much different from Liu Jun's, but Liu Jun's luck was better than hers.

However, through the formation before him, he finally understood how big the gap between himself and Liu Jun was.

At this time, the temperature in Qianyu City was still dropping and had reached the temperature of liquid nitrogen in the human world, which is nearly 200 degrees below zero.

Such low temperatures make people feel extremely cold and scared. If most of the people in Qianyu City were not cultivators, this wave of cold would probably be enough to freeze most people to death here.

Even those powerful six-winged princes became slow in such low temperatures. Their eyes revealed a trace of solemnity and uneasiness, and they obviously did not expect that this formation would be so cold.

"You think you can stop me with this little temperature? Wish!" The arrogant voice of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor exploded like thunder in this silent world of ice and snow. His figure was like a meteor streaking through the night sky, not caring about the low temperature around him that was enough to scare ordinary creatures.

The Eight-Winged Feather King's gorgeous feathers swayed gently in the cold wind, and he simply ignored the terrifying low temperature that was enough to freeze everything. His body was as fast as lightning, and in a flash he crossed the seemingly unreachable distance and closely caught up with Liu Jun who was fleeing in panic in front of him.

Hearing the sound of breaking through the air behind him, Liu Jun's face changed drastically, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes. He originally thought that with the help of the low temperature of this formation, he could at least delay the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's steps a little bit, and buy himself a chance to catch his breath.

However, reality slapped him hard in the face. The power of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor was beyond his imagination. He caught up with him in such a short time and was not affected at all.

"Die!" The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's voice was cold, as if he had lost all his patience. The double-headed sword in his hand flashed with cold light and was instantly thrown towards Liu Jun.

This double-headed sword has extremely sharp edges at each end, as if it could cut through all obstacles in the world. At this moment, it was spinning at high speed in the air, bringing with it a heart-pounding force, and instantly came in front of Liu Jun.

Liu Jun only felt a breath of death coming towards him, and his heart trembled, knowing that there was no escape at this moment. He gritted his teeth, turned around in an instant, and held the Dark Sword in his hand across his chest, ready to withstand the attack.

"Squeak!" A sharp friction sound suddenly sounded, and the double-headed sword and the dark sword collided fiercely in the air, bursting out dazzling sparks. Liu Jun only felt a tidal wave of power coming from the sword, and the whole person was pushed back by this force. The surrounding space was shattered, and cracks spread around like spider webs. Seeing this, the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the smile was full of contempt and disdain for Liu Jun. He moved again, approaching Liu Jun like a ghost, and every step seemed to leave a faint afterimage in the air. Obviously, he did not intend to give Liu Jun any chance to breathe.

With a "puff", Liu Jun, who was already covered with wounds, could no longer withstand the surging power of the double-headed sword and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood drew a bright red arc in the air, and fell exactly on the blade of the Dark Sword and the extremely sharp double-headed sword of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor.

After the Dark Sword came into contact with Liu Jun's blood, it seemed to be activated. It instantly shone brightly, and the patterns on the sword seemed to come alive, emitting brilliant light, and its power increased dramatically. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if cheering and looking forward to the next battle.

The double-headed sword in the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's hand seemed to have encountered its nemesis. Black smoke came out of the entire sword body, and the lines on the sword body began to blur, and even tiny cracks appeared. It was obviously seriously injured by Liu Jun's blood, and the power suddenly decreased, becoming dim.

Upon seeing this, Liu Jun's eyes flashed with understanding, and even a hint of joy. He ignored the scars on his body, endured the severe pain, grabbed the trembling double-headed sword, and stuffed it into his storage space without hesitation.

"Let go of my sword!" Seeing this scene, the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's eyes widened and his face turned pale. He didn't expect Liu Jun to be so bold as to snatch his weapon right under his nose.

He just roared angrily, and his body suddenly jumped up again, pouncing towards Liu Jun like an enraged beast.

Liu Jun's heart suddenly trembled, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged like a tide. He knew that if he didn't use his trump card, he might really die here.

This guy quickly put away the Dark Sword in his hand, and then fumbled out a seemingly inconspicuous round stick from the storage space. The round stick was not long, but it felt heavy in his hand, exuding an extraordinary aura. The front end of the stick was tightly tied with a circle of flawless white cloth, but upon closer inspection, the white cloth was stained with some unknown yellowing objects, as if it was some old thing in the toilet, emitting waves of disgusting stench, which filled the air and made everything around seem polluted.

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"Come on!" Liu Jun gritted his teeth and swung the stick in his hand high. As he moved, the unknown objects stuck on the white cloth seemed to be activated, breaking away from the white cloth one after another, turning into arcs and splashing around. The air was suddenly filled with a stronger stench, suffocating.

The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor was about to approach, intending to capture Liu Jun in one fell swoop. However, when he smelled the disgusting stench, his body stopped involuntarily, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face. He looked again, and when he saw clearly what was stained on the white cloth, he felt sick, and a trace of anger and disgust flashed in his eyes that was difficult to conceal.

"You actually used such a filthy thing as a weapon, where is your dignity!" The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor shouted angrily, with uncontrollable anger in his voice. As a noble Eight-Winged Feather Emperor, when had he ever seen such a despicable method?
Liu Jun didn't care about the other party's scolding. Instead, he rolled his eyes and smiled: "My life is almost gone, what's the point of me still having face? If you come one step closer, believe it or not, I will throw you away?"

As he said that, he swung the stick in his hand again, and the disgusting liquid seemed like it would spill out again at any time.

At this moment, the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor was in a dilemma. He knew that although the thing in Liu Jun's hand was despicable, it was very powerful for the Eden clan and was very targeted. Once it was contaminated with the unknown liquid, the consequences would be disastrous.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate and the atmosphere was so tense that it almost froze into ice, a series of deafening explosions suddenly erupted around the towering walls of Qianyu City, like thunder in the sky, instantly breaking the silence.

"What's going on?" The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's eyes were like lightning, instantly locked onto the nearest explosion point. He leaned forward slightly, as if ready to deal with any possible changes at any time. However, when he carefully stared at the area affected by the explosion, he saw nothing except the blazing flames raging in the night sky. He had no way of determining the exact location of the explosion or the secrets hidden behind it.

"You've been frozen for too long. I'll help you thaw." Liu Jun's mouth curled up with a playful smile, and his tone was a bit teasing. His figure was looming in the firelight, as if it was out of place in this chaotic battlefield.

"Chimi--" At this moment, a clear and loud bird cry pierced the night sky, and a huge firebird rose from behind Liu Jun. Its wings were like burning flames, emitting a blazing light, illuminating the entire sky red. The appearance of this firebird seemed like the wrath of nature, burning away all the frost and darkness.

The moment the little phoenix appeared, the endless flames seemed to be given life. They were like a rain of fire, densely scattered across the entire Qianyu City. The flames drew brilliant tracks in the air, embellishing the originally silent night as bright as day.

"You are a bit stupid. You have frozen Qianyu City like this and then set fire to it. What can you ignite?" The Eight-Winged Feather Emperor looked at Liu Jun's actions and didn't even try to stop him. His face was full of disdain and ridicule. His eyes revealed a kind of confidence and calmness, as if he had already seen through Liu Jun's plan.

However, Liu Jun only smiled slightly and did not directly respond to the ridicule of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor. For him, this battle has just begun, and the real contest is still to come. And the little phoenix is ​​just an appetizer. He still has a trump card in his hand, a trump card that can overturn the entire battle situation...