God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 239 Misty Divine Palm·Snow Fighting for Frost

Piaomiaozong, Yingkeping.

Piaomiao Peak is halfway up into the clouds, and a layer of snow has been laid on the welcoming floor.

Ye Xuan confronted Zhuo Bufan, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

When the atmosphere dropped to freezing point, Ling Feishuang arrived and floated down on the reception area. She saw and recognized Ye Xuan at the first sight.

It has been two and a half years since Floating Cloud City left.

Ling Feishuang found that Ye Xuan was much more mature than two years ago, with a firm face and a sword-like gaze, as if it could pierce a person's heart.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, frowning.

"As I said, within three years, I will climb Piaomiao Peak and settle the grievances between you and me." Ye Xuan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and responded indifferently.

"The grievances between you and me can be discussed in private. What do you mean by making the whole clan full of storms?" Ling Feishuang asked with a hint of anger.

"Ridiculous! When you came to Floating Cloud City, why didn't you think of having a private discussion? You even brought a few dogs to the door!" Ye Xuan opened his eyes, glared at Ling Feishuang, and asked loudly.

Ling Feishuang's eyes were fixed, she was stopped by the question, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

Two years ago, when she was 16 years old and had just become an inner disciple of the Piaomiao Sect, she was in high spirits when she learned that she had a marriage contract with a good-for-nothing, and angrily ran to Floating Cloud City to break off the engagement.

Two years later, she began to realize that what she did was a bit reckless, but since she did it, she will not regret it, she said in a deep voice: "Since it is between you and me, it has nothing to do with others, what do you think?" Solve it, tell me!"

"Not in a hurry."

Ye Xuan withdrew his gaze from her, looked at Zhuo Bufan again, and said in a deep voice: "There is another account to settle."

"This is a grievance between you and me. What are you doing with other people?" Ling Feishuang was immediately annoyed and asked sharply.

"Whoever slapped my second grandfather, whoever slapped me, I will settle accounts with whoever, this principle is very clear." Ye Xuan stared at Zhuo Bufan with eyes like swords.

Zhuo Bufan smiled proudly, put away the folding fan with a "snap", raised his head and laughed loudly: "Junior Sister Ling, since this trash insists on settling accounts with me, then I will send him away for you, so that this trash won't pollute Junior Sister. Eye."

"You don't need to intervene in my business!" Ling Feishuang immediately refused.

Zhuo Bufan was devastated by his gallantry, his gaze suddenly turned cold, and he snorted coldly: "It's this trash who took the initiative to seek death, no wonder me!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, the elder of Piao Miao Sect quickly stepped forward to dissuade him: "This disciple of Tianjian Sect, what exactly do you want?"

Ye Xuan stretched out a finger, and said: "It's very simple, I'm just going to fight in an upright manner, I only use one palm."

"Just one slap? Is it because you are afraid that you will die on the spot if you make a few more moves? Your wishful thinking is well done. I am really embarrassed to continue to make moves after you have slapped one slap." Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly. .

The elder of Piaomiaozong immediately shouted: "Ye Xuan, are you trying to provoke a dispute between my Piaomiaozong and your Tianjianzong?"

"Personal grievances don't involve the sect. Unless this person dares not fight and needs to be protected by the Piaomiao sect." Ye Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Only you are worthy?" Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly and said to the elder, "Elder, this is a personal grievance of the disciple and does not involve the sect. I will settle this matter with him in a martial arts contest, the elder does not need to worry .”

As he said, he walked to the center of the welcoming floor, drew a semicircle forward with his right foot, pushed away the snow, and showed the Piao Miao God's palm gesture: "Don't you want to court death? I will help you! Two years ago I could palm If you defeat you, you don't need to use a second palm today!"

Ye Xuan stomped the ground with his right foot, shaking off the snow, and circulated his true energy.

The momentum of the two sides erupted and collided with each other, forming a turbulent air flow, blowing the snow on the reception area into the air.

Seeing that the two of them were going to fight, the surrounding disciples of Piao Miao Sect hurriedly backed away to make way for the venue.

Zhuo Bufan raised the corners of his mouth, showing a sneer, and said: "Aren't you a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect? I advise you to use your sword directly, otherwise don't blame me for being too harsh if you die!"

"For you, no need."

Ye Xuan came to return the palm, so he naturally wanted to use the palm, so he made the opening gesture of the palm of the Hunyuan God.

Although the Hunyuan Divine Palm was only practiced three days ago, in the timeless void, he has practiced a hundred thousand palms, which is comparable to others' ten-year skills, and the power of the palm technique is not inferior to anyone.

Zhuo Bufan has always been Ling Feishuang's admirer, chasing all the way from the outer door to the inner door, but he still can't get close.

Therefore, he developed an inexplicable hatred towards Ye Xuan, his eyes gradually revealed a cold and murderous intent, and he shouted: "Then let me use this palm to tell you what a martial arts genius is! 20 years old, sixth in the Lingwu realm The heavy talent is beyond the imagination of an ant like you!"

"Misty God's Palm·Xue Zhengshuang!"

Zhuo Bufan snarled, rushed out violently, and slapped out with a palm, the palm force rolled up the snow, like a snow dragon, and blasted towards Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan came to return the palm, and this palm directly exerted all his strength.

True Essence, Divine Sense, Hunyuan Wave, Dual Martial Soul, Emperor Beast's Blood, the five levels of combat power are fully activated, and they leap forward and blast out with one palm.

Hunyuan Divine Palm·Moving Thousand Mountains!
Bang!
The two palms collided, and there was a loud noise.

The shock wave swept away, smashing the ground, blowing up the snow, and the snow and fog filled the sky, with a terrifying power.

With the combat power of the fifth level fully activated, the combat power of the fifth level is unparalleled, and the power of one palm is unparalleled, and the sixth level of the spiritual martial arts is like an ant.

Hunyuan Divine Palm struck Piaomiao's palm in an instant, blasting Xuelong and blasting Zhuo Bufan into the ground.

Bang!
The shock spread, and the ground shook.

The ground crumbled and rocks flew.

Ah!
Zhuo Bufan let out a muffled snort, and was slapped into the pit with a palm, his white clothes were torn, the paper fan was broken, his handsome demeanor just now was gone, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the tattered white clothes red.

One palm, really only one palm.

Zhuo Bufan, the inner sect of Piaomiao Sect, was defeated and was thrown into the mud with a palm.

The audience was shocked.

A question arose in everyone's mind.

Two years ago, the news spread by the Piaomiao sect said that the toad who had a marriage contract with Ling Feishuang was a waste, how could Zhuo Bufan lose?
Ye Xuan looked down at Zhuo Bufan indifferently, and said, "How do you feel after paying back with one palm? Are you angry? Blame me, the internal injury did not recur, which made you lose."

"You!" Zhuo Bufan was furious, and spat out a big mouthful of blood again.

The elder of Piaomiaozong's eyes sank, his face showed anger, and he quickly ordered people to treat Zhuo Bufan.

At this moment, no one dared to underestimate Ye Xuan.

The elder of Piaomiaozong glared at Ye Xuan, and said in a deep voice, "Are you here to provoke my Piaomiaozong?"

"Fair competition, personal grievances. My slap has been paid off. If you are not convinced, go ahead!" Ye Xuan said in a deep voice.

The elder of Piaomiaozong forcibly suppressed his anger. He had no reason to be angry, because Ye Xuan never violated the rules from the beginning to the end.

As a martial artist, it is common to win or lose in a fair contest, and no one can take revenge on the grounds of winning or losing.

Ye Xuan looked at Ling Feishuang, his eyes were calm and unwavering: "It's your turn, Tianjiao of the Ling family who stepped on the moon and ascended to heaven!"

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