Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 3205 Break through a thousand frosts!Eighteen consecutive breaks!

Cold and chill!

In the entire arena, originally there were two colors of light, gold and blue, each occupying half of the river and mountain, with clear distinctions.

But at this moment, the blue light crushed the golden light, and Yan Jinghong's figure shot out like an ice crystal spear, as if it wanted to pierce Kuchiki Kenpachi directly.

"So fast!"

On the contestant's bench, Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. Compared to when he fought the Rage God, Yan Jinghong's use of the power of surveying the sky is obviously better.

This guy is more and more like the Sky Patrol Clan.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, the fate is really wonderful, if the fellows of the Xuntian clan know that there is actually a companion with the power of Xuntian beside the descendants of the Tiandao clan, will they be shocked?

on the ring.

Kuchiki Kenpachi's forehead was slightly sweating, and he had already exhausted most of his physical strength after being unable to attack for a long time.

Now, Yan Jinghong counterattacked with an incomparably violent and swift posture, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and insist on a move.

"cut!!!"

Kuchiki Kenpachi roared like a beast, holding the epee tightly with both hands, and faced Yan Jinghong's Frost Spear.

If it is said that Kuchiki Kenpachi's sword pressure before was like a raging wave, with endless waves.

So at this moment, Yan Jinghong's Frost Spear seemed to have the supernatural power to shatter the stars and destroy the sky and the earth.

"Break it for me!"

Kuchiki Kenpachi let out a yell, and swiped his great sword across, with invincible courage. The audience in the audience saw a black shadow of the sword, like a mountain collapsing, and black clouds pressing down on the city.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Kuchiki Kenpachi's sword is actually at the end of its strength, and the trapped beast is still fighting.

"A thousand frosts!"

Yan Jinghong tapped his spear, and the sky was filled with frost, and Kuchiki Kenpachi's figure swayed violently, and he was directly shaken back dozens of steps, only then was he able to stabilize his figure.

Under his feet, two rows of deep footprints were left.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Blood dripped from the tiger's mouth, and the blow just now had already shattered Kuchiki Kenpachi's tiger's mouth.

He gasped heavily, clenched the epee tightly with both hands, and his body was numb from the berserk force.

"In just over a month, your strength has improved so fast!"

Kuchiki Kenpachi swallowed hard, thinking that he would be a blockbuster this time, but it seemed that instead he became Yan Jinghong's monster.

"You are not weak, but you are still inferior to me."

Yan Jinghong turned into an ice man, standing eighty or thirty steps away from the rotten wood sword with his hands behind his back. In this match, he already had the chance to win.

"Hey hey hey, you're so arrogant, you've got my appetite!"

Kuchiki Kenpachi grinned wide-mouthed, clenched his epee tightly, and sneered, "However, it's still unknown who will win the battle, right?"

"Really? So, what about this? Eighteen consecutive breaks!!!"

Yan Jinghong stood still in place, the sky-watching divine pattern flashed between his eyebrows, and eighteen frost spears immediately condensed behind him.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
……

Eighteen Frost Spears burst out of the air, shooting at Kuchiki Kenpachi in unison, like meteors falling to the ground. The momentum of each Frost Spear was nothing compared to Yan Jinghong's previous move to repel Kuchiki Kenpachi. not weak.

"what?"

Kuchimu Jianba's forehead went dark, he dared not be careless, and quickly swung his sword to block it.

Bang bang bang bang!
Kuchiki Kenpachi smashed seven Frost Spears one after another. However, every time he destroyed a Frost Spear, Kuchiki Kenpachi's complexion turned pale, his hands trembled violently, and his muscles swelled up, almost numb.

"Damn it, with such a fierce move, how did this guy manage to launch eighteen attacks at the same time!"

Kuchiki Kenpachi was drenched with sweat, and was frozen into ice slag by Yan Jinghong's Sky-Scanning Ice Soul, covering his body with a piercing cold.

However, what was even colder was his heart.

This battle is probably over.

clang!
Finally, the moment the eighth Frost Spear fell, the epee in Kuchiki Jianba's hand was blown away.

And at this moment, there are still ten Frost Spears hanging above his head.

The shadow of death shrouded him, Kuchiki Kenpachi sighed softly, he could only grit his teeth and said: "Wait a minute, I... I admit defeat!"

Click!

In an instant, the ten frost spears turned into dots of blue light and dissipated, and Yan Jinghong's figure floated down from midair.

The black ice armor around him melted, revealing Yan Jinghong's arrogant and unruly face.

His long hair fluttered, and the ice blue brilliance in his pupils disappeared in a flash, and finally returned to normal form.

"It can be retracted and released freely, and the weight is as light as it is. This kid's control over the rules of Frost is probably at its peak!"

On the Yunxiaotai, Qin Zheng, the patriarch of the Tai'an God Clan, was full of admiration.

"It's just that the old man can't tell which race this son is from. The divine patterns he condensed seem to be much more complicated than the three high-ranking god races."

Mu Xuanxiao said slowly.

"That's right. Could it be that this divine pattern originated from the fairy clan?"

Ye Changtian also showed a dignified expression, "Anyway, this son is extraordinary. Unexpectedly, two peerless monsters appeared one after another in Xiaofeng Camp."

"It's a pity that Lao Xiaofeng can't see today's scene..."

Qin Zheng shook his head and sighed softly. If the boss was still alive, he would be as happy as an old urchin.

"That old guy walked heroically, but it just added a lot of sadness to us old fellows!"

Mu Xuanxiao sighed softly, although at their age, realm, life and death are already insignificant, but the number of old friends who came together is getting less and less.

Inevitably, there was a bit of sadness.

……

"This guy, after all, he has learned to be merciful."

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose with his hand, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth. In fact, if Yan Jinghong shot all eighteen Frost Spears in an instant, Kuchimu Jianba might have lost.

Not only that, but I'm afraid it will be hit hard.

Although this guy always looked cold, unconsciously, he still added a bit of humanity.

"Hey hey, this kid is really powerful, he is indeed a disciple brought out by me Henry Zhang!"

In the audience, the bald Henry Zhang touched his bare forehead again, bragging shamelessly.

What he said was not entirely a lie, after all, when Ling Feng and Yan Jinghong first came to Xiaofeng Camp, they were both his disciples from the third battalion and the second team.

It's just that Ling Feng's growth, to be honest, has nothing to do with the dead bald head.

"You shameless bald head! Can't you have some face?"

Ji Ruye at the side gave him an angry look.

"Xiao Ji, you are just jealous. I can bring out such an excellent disciple, more or less, it is because I, the captain, is good enough!"

Henry Zhang has always been thick-skinned, and it is not the first time or the second time. The rest of the captains have long been used to it, and it is not surprising.

The captains of the medical battalion pursed their lips and laughed lightly.

The vice-captain Jiang Mengli giggled and said: "So, our chief executive, thanks to Captain Henry Zhang's cultivation?"

"Isn't that the case!"

Henry Zhang touched his bare forehead and laughed.

"cut!"

Ji Ruye rolled her eyes, she didn't bother to talk to this guy, she looked at Yan Jinghong, but there was a flash of light in that charming phoenix eyes, "However, this kid really didn't disappoint my old lady. When I arrived at Xiao Feng Camp, my mother realized that this kid was very unusual."

"Why, Xiao Ji, are you interested in this kid?"

Henry Zhang couldn't help but looked down at Ji Ruye's incomparably towering chest, swallowed, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: Who can stand this?
"You bald head, watch out for my old lady to dig out your eyeballs."

Feeling Henry Zhang's straight gaze, Ji Ruyefeng frowned and gave him a hard look.

"Hey...you're all...so familiar, right? You can't miss a piece of meat just by looking at it."

Henry Zhang quickly averted his eyes, playing for fun, making trouble for trouble, he didn't dare to really piss off this woman.

Otherwise, there is no good fruit for him to eat.

Ji Ruye's red lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Yan Jinghong who was in the distance, a shyness clearly flashed in her eyes.

Yes, it is shyness!
(End of this chapter)