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Chapter 817 Natural Disaster Martial Arts (Fifth Watch)
"Report!"

"The grave attacker has arrived at the foot of the mountain!"

A dead man in red rushed forward and reported the situation below.

"How many people came?"

The dead man in white wearing a red ghost mask stood up suddenly, knowing that the battle was about to begin.

"Seven people came. Judging from their appearance and clothing, they should be Tian Hao, Luo Tianwen, Lou Manfeng, Luo Shiqiu, Qian Yiyu, Lin Shuiyao, and Han Qianluo."

The dead man in red replied respectfully.

"Only seven people? Are there other masters of the Tomb Attack Sect hiding around?"

The dead man in white asked in a deep voice. According to the information they got, hundreds of people from the Tomb Attack Sect came this time, and the leader Luo Tiancheng was even the leader.

He didn't believe that the other party would attack the Hantie Tomb in an orderly manner according to the ancestral system.

"There are no other figures of the Tomb Attackers around."

"Why not?"

The dead man in white is puzzled, he shouldn't!
"Boss, it doesn't matter how many people they come, just smash them all down."

A white-clothed dead man next to him didn't bother to think too much. They were well prepared, and with the help of geographical advantages, even if the tomb raiders really came out in full force, they would never return.

"It's true!"

Looking at the igloos that covered the entire platform, the leader of the dead soldiers in white felt that they were safe here.

This time not only brought a large number of bows and crossbows, but also used local materials, melted ice and snow to freeze into ice, and shaped a large number of igloos.

Not only can it be used for living to resist the cold wind, but it can also be dismantled and smashed down as a rolling stone.

Slamming down from a position of hundreds of feet, even if a strong man in the stellar energy realm meets him, he will have to kneel down, ensuring that nothing will go wrong.

"Damn, I'm freezing to death. That bitch inside is really hateful. I will make her kneel down and give to me when I have a chance!"

Another dead man in white cursed and stared at the cold iron gate behind. Although they cast an igloo here to resist the cold wind, it was still very cold.

I originally thought that I could enter the interior of the Hantie Tomb, but who would have thought that the woman would not open the door, and let their tens of thousands of brothers drink the northwest wind here, it is really hateful and hateful!
But that woman is really beautiful, if she can play with her, she can lose ten years of life.

As the words fell, all the dead men around laughed strangely, and they all had the same idea.

That's the Holy Messenger of the Spiritual Pagoda, the Saintess of the Wangchuan Family, the number one master of the younger generation of the Tomb Sect, it must be a thrill to play.

"what!"

Just when everyone was thinking about it, there was a high-pitched and passionate scream, which made everyone stunned.

what's the situation?
Before everyone could react, a figure flew up from below and slammed on the heavy cold iron tomb door with a bang.

"..."

Tens of thousands of Wangchuan dead soldiers all turned their heads to look backward, staring blankly at the figure in heavy armor.

Who is that?
How did you get up?
While everyone was in a daze, another figure flew up and landed on the edge of the platform with unrestrained lightness.

"Shiqiu, are you okay!"

Lou Manfeng, who landed on the edge of the platform, shouted, but he wasn't too worried.

Good friend's golden-veined unicorn body is more thorough than his, and its defense is stronger. A collision of that degree will be fine.

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy and a little nauseous!"

Luo Shiqiu struggled to stand up, feeling sick and uncomfortable.

"Enemy attack!"

Just now the soldiers of Wangchuan came to their senses, and hurriedly drew out their long knives and killed Lou Manfeng and the other two.

"Today I will show you what is the real sword technique!"

Feeling the intense coldness of the surrounding world, Lou Manfeng's smile became colder and colder.

"Qiang! Qiang!"

The two copycat Xueyin Knives were out of their sheaths, and the human knives merged into one, fully exerting the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art to draw and gather the cold air from the world.

Replaying the scene on the main peak of Kunlun Mountain last time, the vast cold air of the world was gathered, and before all the dead soldiers of Wangchuan rushed to the front, those whose cultivation level was below the innate realm were frozen to death.

Even those who are strong in the innate realm feel the pressure, and even the infuriating energy of body protection shows signs of being frozen.

"Juniors, don't be rampant!"

Several white-clothed dead men in the Gang Qi realm came to kill with their knives. Although they were shocked by Lou Manfeng's strange knives, they were not afraid.

They don't need to defeat each other, just knock them off the platform and greet them with bows and ice.

"A chilling glance!"

The mad knife in the right hand, which is used to gather the cold air from the world, does not move, while the left hand holds the knife and cuts horizontally.

The ice-blue saber aura, which was tens of feet long, swept across thousands of troops, forcibly chopping up the saber aura from several white-clothed dead men, and continued to sweep unabated.

Lou Manfeng's strength is already extremely strong, but now he has gathered a huge amount of cold air from the world, and his combat power has soared several levels.

Not to mention these dead soldiers of Wangchuan, even if Murong Xian came to confront him in person, he would still have to kneel.

Tian Hao's natural disaster martial arts system is really insane under special circumstances.

"Shoot him down!"

Leaning away, sensing the increasingly intense cold air from Lou Manfeng's side, the leader of the dead warrior in white roared in horror.

Hundreds of white-clothed dead men on the field jumped to kill one after another, regardless of other things.

The Wangchuan dead soldiers in the rear also bowed their bows and shot arrows.

This kind of strange martial arts is too amazing, if it continues to gain momentum, the consequences will be disastrous.

Before the attack of the dead man in white arrived, tens of thousands of arrows came to kill him one step ahead, but they failed to hit Lou Manfeng's body, and were firmly blocked by a taller figure.

"Ding ding ding..."

"With me Luo Shiqiu here, you don't want to disturb Manfeng!"

He rushed forward to block all the arrows from the wind of the building, Luo Shiqiu pulled out the Super Saiyan sword behind him, and the rich golden glow turned into golden flames, with electric lights flickering, and the special effects were directly full.

Although he is not as good as a good friend in attack range at this stage, his strength is definitely not bad.

The Super Saiyan sword, wrapped in golden flames and white lightning, swung, and sword qi slashed out, vertically and horizontally tens of feet, so that the dead soldiers in white who had just rushed up could only dodge in embarrassment.

There is no way, that kind of offensive is too insane.

The golden arrogance is fine, the key is that the arc above gives them a deadly sense of crisis, if they are really hit, they will have to peel off their skin if they don't die.

What kind of sword technique is that?
After this delay, Lou Manfeng finally gathered enough cold air from the world to make a decisive move.

"Frozen three feet!"

Slashing vertically with two knives in his hands, the vast cold current engulfed the entire cold iron platform like a tsunami.

With the help of the original igloo, countless blade-shaped ice spikes quickly extended, turning the hundreds of feet of platform into a piece of ice blade purgatory.

Countless Wangchuan dead soldiers were pierced by densely packed ice skates and died tragically on the spot.

Facing this inhuman power, one does not even have the ability to evade it at the level of the Gang Qi Realm.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

The white-clothed dead soldiers who escaped catastrophe by relying on their cultivation and lightness kung fu were terrified. They had never even heard of such martial arts, let alone met them before.

In other words, is this still martial arts?
"Second of the Six Aohan Six Tactics: Frozen Three Feet!"

He proudly responded that, as the inheritor of the Aohan Liujue, Lou Manfeng felt that he had the obligation to make famous the martial arts handed down by his uncle.

Although these are people who are about to die, it is also necessary for them to be a ghost.

"After all, it's a kid with no hair. Didn't your parents teach you that you need to stay strong in battle?"

After the shock, all the dead men in white sneered, without the slightest hesitation, charged up again with their knives.

That kid had already used up all the gathered cold air, and his battle power would definitely drop, at least he couldn't launch such an offensive.

It's time for them to act!
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(Luo Shiqiu: Should you make the move? It should be the young master who made the move!)

(End of this chapter)