The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

When Jin Xiaoxiao heard that her master was going to deduct credits, her calm brows lowered.

He was wondering how many credits Sheng Qingye had left to deduct?

Sheng Qingye didn't think about it at all. After he made sure that his master was okay, he stared straight at Xueyu, his deep eyes cold and calm.

The person in front of him was the one who had threatened him and almost made him depressed to death.

He could hardly bear it for a moment; this account had to be settled.

His eyes suddenly raised, and with a wave of his hand, the black iron chain instantly flashed with a pale white cold light.

He could finally fight Xueyu head-on.

He will never give up until he wins the battle.

The black iron chain circled around him and quickly moved towards Xueyu's face.

Xueyu put one hand behind her back, dodged to the side, and instantly grabbed Sheng Qingye's chain, saying:

"What? Did your master find you? You're no longer looking so depressed and gloomy?"

"Shut up!" Sheng Qingye shouted.

Xueyu grabbed Sheng Qingye's chain and squeezed it hard. Thick frost suddenly formed on the chain, as if it was frozen, and sections of it turned snow-white.

The frozen white on the chain spread all the way towards Sheng Qingye.

Sheng Qingye quickly retracted the chain, and the ice feather ring at the end of the chain flashed softly, instantly melting most of the coldness.

This time, Sheng Qingye no longer attacked directly. He divided the chain into several sections, like short knives, and attacked quickly one by one.

Xuan Yuran also stepped forward at this time, raised one hand at his side, and a golden light suddenly appeared between his fingers. Then he waved it neatly and countless talismans came out.

Because of the suppression of the magic circle, he had not called on the talisman in this way for a long time. There was a sharpness in his eyes, and golden light was reflected in his inky eyes.

This was the first time Xueyu saw the true strength of these people. Only then did he realize that the origins of these people might not be simple.

Xueyu cast a white barrier in front of him to block the attacks of the talismans.

The golden talisman hit the barrier, making a crackling sound.

But soon, a cracking sound was heard, and several cracks appeared on the barrier in an instant.

Jin Xiaoxiao seemed to be waiting for this moment. She raised the light blue Lingxi fan and flew directly towards Xueyu.

Although there was a smile in his light brown eyes, there was a cruel look in them.

This Xueyu not only covets Sheng Qingye, but also covets Master.

For him, these are all death penalty clauses.

He had wanted to hit him for a long time.

The blow of the Lingxi fan completely shattered the barrier that Xueyu had been maintaining.

With a snap, the white barrier completely shattered.

Xueyu quickly jumped back, leaving a gap in the entire study.

The study was made of ice and snow. In an instant, icicles flew everywhere, and ice cubes flew everywhere like exploding ice.

Xueyu leaped backwards and landed on the snow outside the house.

He stood alone in the vast expanse of snow, looking cold and lonely.

Tang Yixien just looked at him from a distance.

He actually didn't have any subordinates, just himself.

There was no way the snow elves could withstand their attacks.

"Why? Do I have to leave? Isn't it good here? What am I doing wrong?"

Xueyu spoke in a low voice, his voice like a thousand sorrows stuck in his throat, with a deep sob.

His voice slowly came through in the wind, and then drifted away in the wind.

Snow Jade's pale blue eyes grew deeper and deeper, until they were almost dark blue, like gemstones. He stood majestically on the snow, and because his hair was also white, it almost blended into the wind and snow.

This is the guardian of the Ice Spirit Realm, Xueyu.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The sky and the earth were plunged into a blanket of white, and the wind and snow suddenly arose.

At this time, Tang Yixien and others were opposite Xueyu.

Sheng Qingye wanted to attack, but was pulled back by Tang Yixian.

"Master, he..."

Tang Yixien shook his head slightly, and Sheng Qingye gave up.

Tang Yixin discovered that Sheng Qingye, who was also an ice-type, did not have an advantage in close combat on Xueyu's territory.

Besides, given the current situation, we can't just go there rashly.

I don’t know what Xueyu has arranged around him.

The two sides were in a stalemate.

At this moment, Xueyu paused, and countless icicles appeared behind her. Although the icicles were transparent, they were sharp.

They are like transparent knives made of ice.

He raised his hand slightly, and countless knives flew towards the person opposite.

Just as Xuan Yuran was about to cast the barrier, Tang Yixian whispered, "Xiao Xuanwu, hold back your spiritual power."

He couldn't let his disciples waste any more spiritual energy, so he stretched out his hand, put his palm in place, and a gust of wind formed a shield with great power, shattering all the ice blades.

But at the moment the ice blade shattered.

Dozens of ice men emerged from the ground and attacked them.

"It's these guys again who won't die even if their heads are blown off." Jin Xiaoxiao smiled faintly, moved her wrist, and the fan flew out.

The three of them were once again caught in a fight, ice chips flew everywhere, and there was once again the feeling of shattered ice.

But strangely, no ice man took the initiative to attack Tang Yixin.

Seeing that his disciples could handle it, Tang Yixien just stood there and looked at Xueyu.

He knew that Xueyu did this on purpose.

Then he would wait.

Sure enough, at this moment Xueyu's right arm shook at the side of his body, and a sword made of ice was instantly held in his right hand.

The sword is as thin as a cicada's wing, slender and transparent.

He was not a swordsman, but he was holding such a long sword and leaping towards Tang Yixin.

Tang Yixien naturally accepted the challenge.

Seeing this, he also flew up and thrust his sword towards Xueyu.

Tang Yixin is a sword cultivator. He has read several books on sword techniques and has mastered these sword techniques to perfection.

Besides, the sword in his hand is the Liuguang Sword, which ranks among the top three in the world of cultivation.

The sword energy is intimidating.

The moment Xueyu's ice sword touched the Liuguang sword, it almost shattered.

Xueyu just smiled and rushed towards Tang Yixin's sword.

In that split second, the two were very close to each other, and Tang Yixin did not see hostility in Xueyu's deep blue eyes.

But there is a calm and deep sense of desolation and determination.

It seemed like he had wanted all this for a long time.

Tang Yixien's eyes flashed, and just when his sword was about to pierce Xueyu's heart, he moved quickly and deflected the sword.

If he pierced Xueyu's heart, the entire Ice Spirit Realm's magic formation would be completely broken.

But he still gave up at the last moment, pierced the heart, and the person died, right?

The Liuguang Sword deviated to the side in an instant, pierced Xueyu's shoulder, and the sword body passed through.

Xueyu's eyes seemed to light up for a moment. He stood there, with the sword of flowing light piercing his body, staring at Tang Yixian in a daze, and said with a hint of incredible joy:

"Ma'am, you are too soft-hearted."