Chapter 2197

In the simple and elegant Taoist View of the Heavenly Master, Chen Ziyang, who was reduced to a useless man, could only lie on a bamboo chair and watch his master practice his sword moves.

But in the shadow of the wall, a familiar ice mask suddenly appears!

He first emerged an ice mask, then his neck, chest, limbs Soon, a man wearing a black robe and a cape with an ice mask suddenly appeared in the pupil of Chen Ziyang's eyes!

Strangely, the Taoist immortal, who ranked third in the huaxiabiao list, did not notice the appearance of the man with ice sculpture mask at all!

Waving peach wood ancient sword, he is still smiling, demonstrating sword moves for his beloved apprentice.

What a strange scene!

Chen Ziyang, paralyzed in the bamboo chair, stares at the man with the ice sculpture mask. His whole body is shaking and seems to be crazy.

"It's him!"

Chen Ziyang will never forget this man with ice sculpture mask. It was on the Bank of Taihu Lake that day. With his help, Chen Ziyang succeeded in swallowing the natural and human abilities of Luomen giant Vajra and others with his help.

Chen Ziyang, who was originally a master of martial arts, became a man of heaven! The skill is superior to the younger generation.

It is no exaggeration to say that this man with ice sculpture mask has changed the course of his life of Chen Ziyang.

Without his presence, Chen Ziyang would never have been able to obtain his dream of divine realm.

Although Chen Ziyang is now reduced to a useless person, he is on the verge of success.

but even as like as two peas of time return to the bloody battle of Tai Lake, Chen Ziyang will still make the same decision as he did at that time.

"Meng ran! Ningfeixuan! You two dog men and women, I swear, I will kill you! It must be! "

For a moment, Chen Ziyang's eyes were filled with hatred, and the whole person trembled like a madman.

And this hatred, also makes hidden in the body of Chen Ziyang if for a long time the power of Huang blood, again recovered!

"Ziyang? Are you not feeling well

Chen Ziyang's strange appearance was soon noticed by the real daoxuan, who was dancing a sword. He could not help but step forward and asked carefully.

Chen Ziyang pressed down the blood thirsty mania in his heart and unconsciously looked at the ice sculpture mask.

"Well?"

The Taoist immortal followed his lover's eyes and saw that there was nothing in the shadow of the wall.

"Ziyang, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating all over your body

The Taoist immortal, who did not know why, looked at his lover with worry.

"Strange, when did he leave? What kind of state has he reached? Can't you find your master's breath with his accomplishments? "

At present, the man did not notice the appearance of the mask.

Even ordinary people in the divine realm can't do it!

"No Nothing, master. I'm tired. I want to go back to my room and have a rest. "

Chen Ziyang shook his head slightly, some tired way.

Taoist immortal concerned about a few words, then pushed the bamboo chair, pushed Chen Ziyang back to the room to rest.

But neither of them noticed that the moment they turned back to their room, the ice mask in the shadow of the wall appeared again like a maggot of tarsal bones!

"Chen Ziyang, Chen Ziyang, you are the opponent of Meng ran. How can I give you up? Jie Jie Jie... "