Martial Arts and Fantasy: the Evil Emperor of All Realms

The warriors of the Ice Palace suddenly found that the surrounding environment had changed. It was no longer the corridor, no longer the staircase, no longer the second floor, but a world as yellow as paper.

There were black flames burning on their bodies, but strangely, the flames did not burn them, but made them feel very comfortable.

The blue ice flame sword has turned into an ink-like color in this environment, but it can also be seen the dreamy blue color of the ice flame sword itself. Like those ice palace warriors, the sword is also burning with black flames .

A sword qi like black smoke struck towards the warriors of the Ice Palace at an extremely fast speed, piercing one of them before they could react.

Then, countless sword qi like ink smoke hit everyone's eyes, and the powerlessness produced by that kind of weak strength deeply surged into the heart of the ice palace warrior.

The screams continued, and the sound of sword energy continued, and slowly, the sound became quieter, and the sword energy that was like black smoke was retracted into the ice flame sword like a long snake, and it turned black. flames.

"You see, defeating them is sometimes as simple as that." Tie Xinheng said with a faint smile in Li Ming's ear, who was already sluggish.

Returning to the second floor of the Nether Tower, the warriors of the Ice Palace found that they had not moved, nor had they been pierced by the sword energy, but each of them had a small hole in their chest, cold sweat slipped from their faces, and everyone was stunned. Standing there in a daze.

"It seems that she has passed her training, right?" Tie Xinheng said with a faint smile.

The Ice Palace Warrior at the front tried his best not to tremble. Facts have proved that he was still very successful. He slowly took off the blindfolded black cloth and looked at the two people opposite him with divine eyes. After a long time, he said respectfully : "Miss Li Ming, please come."

At this time, Li Ming had finally come to his senses. Everything just now was like a dream. She never thought that her mere sword strike would make the group of majestic Ice Palace warriors not dare to act rashly. The paper-like world and the ink-smoke sword energy are so powerful, and in the strength reveals the self-confidence of the caster, which is something that I can't see in Sister Yuehua and Brother Liang Sheng. Strong sword intent, even... even his own grandfather is completely unqualified in comparison.

Chapter 836

Tie Xinheng took Li Ming's hand and walked slowly past the Ice Palace Warriors lined up on both sides. Li Ming was shocked to find the small hole in the chest of these Ice Palace Warriors and their uncontrollable trembling bodies.

Suddenly, Li Ming felt that Tie Xinheng beside him was so tall, and that he was so powerful that she dared not look directly at this elegant and gentle man.

Looking at the two people who disappeared down the stairs, the Ice Palace warriors breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were relieved, and a hidden master in the building also found that his forehead was covered with cold sweat, which was a biological mask. An instinctive reaction to a strong enemy.

"..."

Even so, it still did not prevent him from defeating his arrogant self-confidence.

Smelling the faint sandalwood fragrance, Li Ming held Tie Xinheng's hand tightly, and followed the powerful man in white walking up step by step.

The second floor of the tower is very tall. Although there are wooden stairs and wooden corridors, the sound of footsteps still echoes in the interior of the hexagonal tower, just like the coercive ice palace warriors before. The sound of their footsteps was average, but compared to before, the footsteps of the two seemed more lonely.

"The Falling Feather Chain Wing Splitting Lightsaber really lives up to its reputation." The cold voice swam across Li Ming's neck like a poisonous snake, echoing in the Nether Tower, "This Falling Feather Song can be regarded as giving me and other juniors in the cultivation world a lot of insight."

Tie Xinheng stopped, his expression didn't change, he stopped, so Li Ming also stopped, probably because of the confidence brought by the previous sword, now she doesn't have much fear, more is alert.

It was a somewhat immature voice. Judging from the voice, the two of them could guess that it should be a boy in the age of fourteen or fifteen, but there was a trace of mockery and deepness in this immature voice, which made Tie Xinheng also He was a little confused. In fact, he really didn't know when there was such a number one person in the ice palace of the Eye of Extreme Ice.

Age in the cultivation world cannot always be distinguished by voice, let alone by appearance.A middle-aged man like Tie Xinheng, who looks middle-aged, is actually an old monster who has lived for no less than a thousand years. After practicing to a certain level, the appearance he maintains depends on his own preferences. Therefore, the voice is like A boy, even looking like a boy, is not necessarily a boy.

What's more, apart from those unborn old monsters, few people in this world know the special meaning of the Falling Feather Chain Wing Split Lightsaber, let alone the origin of the famous Falling Feather Song and Chain Wing Split Lightsaber.

Therefore, all this tells Tie Xinheng that the master who is talking is definitely not a little guy who is only fourteen or fifteen years old.

"A good repertoire must be played with a good tone, and a good tone must be listened to by the right people." Tie Xinheng said lightly, and at the same time, the blue magic power spread out from his body, and the room was filled with evil spirits. the entire tower space.

This is due to his abnormal casting speed, and very few people can hide deeply under such a huge spiritual consciousness, and generally there is nothing to hide.

But there are always exceptions, and this is the case now. Tie Xinheng's spiritual sense scanned all the things in this tower countless times in an instant, except for the Ice Palace Warrior, he and Li Ming, and then Bing Palace Warrior, but there is no trace of the person who spoke.

"What a terrifying mana flow." The voice in the darkness exclaimed, "What a fast casting speed. With such a casting speed, I'm afraid few people can be faster than you, sir."

Chapter 837

There was some mockery in the voice, but there was also admiration. After all, the person in the dark knew that if he was really upright, he might already be a prisoner.

"Your Excellency has also cultivated Binggongxi God to the extreme." Tie Xinheng said with a light smile: "I'm afraid you can't touch me now, and I can't find you."

"Mister can't find me, so maybe I won't be able to touch him." The voice in the dark was slightly satisfied, and it also contained a certain kind of pride.

There is still darkness in the tower, but he doesn't know if that person is in that darkness. Li Ming blinked his big eyes, his beautiful eyelashes trembling, thinking like this, but he didn't feel the slightest fear or panic.

With the same expression on Tie Xinheng's face, he smiled and said, "Then you can try to move."

The man in the darkness wanted to sneer back at the white-clothed man, but after waiting for a long time, the man didn't make a sound, so, except for the bleak voices of the Ice Palace warriors still below, the tower became quiet again.

"It seems that I have to agree with what Mr. said." The voice in the darkness began to come out again, echoing in the tower, but Tie Xinheng and Li Ming still didn't know where he was.

Li Ming didn't know why that person said that, since Tie Xinheng said he couldn't move, then most likely he couldn't move. Thinking of this, she looked at Tie Xinheng strangely, not knowing how he did it.

"Why don't we take advantage of this spare time and let's talk about it." Tie Xinheng said lightly, turning the silver ring on his slender finger.

The person in the dark obviously agreed, at least for now, so he said, "What are you talking about?"

Li Ming really noticed the silver ring in his hand for the first time. When she was young, she didn't know what it meant, or many people in this era didn't know what it meant.

"How about Xuan Tianbing?" Tie Xinheng asked suddenly.

The voice in the darkness paused, then snorted coldly and said, "What does that have to do with you?"

"If it's irrelevant, I wouldn't ask about it. It's because it's relevant that I'm asking about this incident." Tie Xinheng said flatly: "No one in the world is willing to talk nonsense. Since there is nonsense, then there is a purpose for existence."

The voice in the darkness was silent for a long time, and said: "My mother is in good health and in a good mood, but she is not very happy about the arrival of the husband."

Tie Xinheng raised his eyebrows, not as gentle as before, and looked at a certain place in the darkness with sharp eyes. He was sure that he was there, but he couldn't determine the location.

"Xuan Tianbing's son."

It's not a questioning tone, but an affirmative tone, and the tone is not gentle, but hard, even with a certain kind of coldness, which shows that he is not calm now, or his mood is not very good.

With the faint light coming in from the top of the tower, the man in the darkness looked at the small blue sword on his arm, which was connected with flesh and blood like a tattoo, and couldn't help mocking: "Yes, are you surprised? I heard from Aunt Bi that in those days If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be fourteen years old like this."

Tie Xinheng was slightly surprised, and Li Ming was very surprised, because the owner of the immature voice in the dark was really only fourteen years old as he said, which really surprised them.