Although he knew that Chen Feiyu had a high level of cultivation, Mao Qingquan was not afraid.

I saw him holding the sword upright in front of his chest with his right hand, and flicking the sword lightly with the middle finger of his left hand.

Just hearing a crisp "ding" sound, a white ripple suddenly surged out, and frost condensed on the ground wherever it passed.

The next moment, ripples and sword energy met in the air. Astonishingly, the originally invincible sword energy turned directly into slender ice crystals, which fell to the ground one after another. After making a crisp sound, they shattered and dissipated invisible.

Moreover, after the white ripples froze the sword energy, they were still spreading to the surroundings at an extremely fast speed, arriving in front of Chen Feiyu in an instant.

If he avoids it, Ye Yilin, Xie Xingchen and others behind him will undoubtedly turn into ice sculptures.

Chen Feiyu did not hesitate, opened his mouth and spat slightly, and with a "chi" sound, he immediately spat out an invisible sword beam, breaking the ripples in front of him.

At this moment, except for the positions behind Chen Feiyu and Mao Qingquan, the entire bar was covered with a layer of frost, reflecting colorful lights under the lights.

Chen Feiyu was slightly surprised. This was the first time he saw such a strange move after coming down the mountain.

Sure enough, the world is so big and there are so many capable people that we cannot underestimate the heroes of the world.

"Shuzi suffers death!"

Mao Qingquan shouted loudly, raised his sword and jumped forward. The sword flashed with cold light, and spit out a foot-long sword light, making a sound like a dragon's roar.

Inside the bar, the temperature dropped a few degrees lower, and where the sword light passed, there was a trace of falling ice crystals in the air, which was gorgeous.

It can be said that the show is the best in the world, and the beauty is the best in the world!

Everyone around had never seen such a strange sight, and they all opened their eyes with disbelief.

Chen Feiyu secretly marveled, and understood in his heart that it was probably because the long sword in Mao Qingquan's hand was such a treasure that it had such an effect.

It's just a pity that such a magical sword would fall into the hands of an old man like Mao Qingquan. It's such a waste of nature.

Chen Feiyu sighed in his heart, but his movements did not stop at all. Facing Mao Qingquan's stunning sword attack, he rushed forward in an instant. Although there was no sword in his hand, he flicked his finger and a white sword energy shot out and attacked Mao Qingquan.

Qingquan faces the door.

Mao Qingquan had a sword in his hand, which was a first-class divine sword. He shouted softly and relied on the power of the divine sword to slash down in the air, directly eliminating Chen Feiyu's sword energy invisible.

Chen Feiyu looked solemn, and soon he was fighting with Mao Qingquan.

Both Chen Feiyu and Mao Qingquan are rare swordsman masters in the world. As soon as the two of them fought, they showed great strength and destructive power.

Soon, within the entire bar, sword energy was radiating in all directions, the ice crystals were unparalleled, the sword light was flying, the cold wave was raging, and the ground was covered with frost layer after layer, making it seem like a world of ice and snow.

I'm afraid that anyone below the level of a Grandmaster will be killed or injured if they casually touch Chen Feiyu's sword energy or Mao Qingquan's sword light.

The people around them were horrified. Under the impact of the sword energy and strong wind emanating from the two men during the fierce battle, they all retreated to the foot of the wall. They had no way to retreat, for fear of being involved in this battle of sword masters and suffering unreasonable disasters.

Ye Yilin was even more dizzy when she saw it, her eyes were filled with splashing ice crystals and sharp sword energy. She even couldn't even see Chen Feiyu's figure clearly, she could only see afterimages one after another.

If it weren't for the faint pain on her face caused by the strong wind, she would have thought she was dreaming.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu flicked his finger and lightly flicked it on the blade of Mao Qingquan's sword.

Just hearing a crisp "ding" sound, Mao Qingquan's tiger's mouth suddenly went numb, and the "Qingshuang Sword" in his hand was immediately swung aside, and the empty door in front of him opened wide.

Before Mao Qingquan could react, Chen Feiyu stepped forward and punched Mao Qingquan hard on the cheek.

Mao Qingquan groaned, vomited blood, and flew backwards involuntarily.

Before he could fly a distance of three to five meters, Chen Feiyu tapped his toes on the frosty ground and arrived in front of Mao Qingquan. He punched Mao Qingquan hard on the chin again.

superior.
Chapter completed!