"Junior, let this old man tell you what a Saint is!"

The Great Cold Saint roared, and the Great Frozen Plains behind him began to move.

With a stretch of his hand, the cold crescent was grabbed by the Great Frozen Plains Divine Art. A bright halo of light burst out, resembling a full moon in the sky, cold and deadly.

"Boom!"

The cold crescent activated the Great Frozen Art and rushed out, instantly transforming into a ray of cold light, bringing with it the might to suppress everything, he rushed towards Zhao Yun.

The sky and earth darkened, the terrifying energy seemed to want to kill Zhao Yun completely, leaving no leeway!

This strike was the true might of a saint, unstoppable!

"Ancestor Tai Han is truly angry, this is the sacred art of a saint!"

When the numerous Ice and Snow Palace Disciple saw this scene, their hearts moved.

How terrifying was the Great Cold Saint after being enraged, how could a mere Half Saint possibly withstand it!

Zhao Yun's eyes were like lightning, a sharp gaze shot out from the depths of his eyes.

In his eyes, there was a reflection of a cold crescent flying towards them from afar without any fear.

"Ye Zhao!"

Suddenly, Zhao Yun bellowed.

"Shua!"

"Hiss!"

The snow-white fur and the mane of the horse danced in the wind. The silver light that lingered around its body was a testament to the extraordinary state of the horse.

They could feel a terrifying energy fluctuation coming from the stallion.

"Jadeite?"

Even Qin Yi's eyes narrowed as a glint flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Yun's personal warhorse, a Saint level warhorse.

This was a war horse that was even stronger than its master, or perhaps even more terrifying than most martial artists!

Just this jade lion alone was enough to become the foundation of a supreme sect, the Central State Empire!

Great Cold Saint's eyebrows jumped, obviously recognizing the cultivation level of the Jadeite.

A sage realm Monster Saints was actually subdued by someone, and became another person's mount!

This was something that Great Cold Saint had never thought of, or rather, could not believe.

When did a Monster Saints become a mount?

Zhao Yun sat on the horse, an even more terrifying force rising from his body.

In an instant, the aura and power of the Jadeite seemed to have intertwined with Zhao Yun and fused together. The enormous power inside the Jadeite could also be channeled by Zhao Yun.

"Hu!"

Zhao Yun slowly raised his right hand. bright silver gentian gun pointed at Great Cold Saint, bent its arm, and pulled back.

"Buzz!"

When the power gathered, it was like a bright silver sun, emitting a suffocating radiance.

A cold light flashed.

And then …