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With a sound of "Clang", the Han sword was returned to its sheath, and the front of the majestic palace turned into a field of ice crystal snow. The fear on the face of Keren'er, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes in front of the palace door, was vivid and was forever frozen in the ice sculpture. After standing up, a monster about five meters high showed a glimmer of relief in its eyes. It opened its mouth and was instantly frozen before speaking. "You fighting life and death have nothing to do with me, but you are seeking your own death." Mo Ziyu turned around and walked out of the palace. There are two things in his life that he cannot allow others to violate, one is swordsmanship, and the other is Mo Linglong. Now there's one more. Sword intent burst out from the ice, shattering two ice sculptures, one large and one small.