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The Ice King's face was distorted at this moment, his arm that was going to attack Zhao Wou-ki was broken by Zhao Wou-ki's kick at this moment. e^look

Even if his Ice and Snow King is extremely powerful, even if there are two gods chasing after Zhao Wuji, the living dead and the holy son stare at Zhao Wuji, ready to attack Zhao Wuji again at any time.

None of these can prevent the Ice King's arm from being abolished.

The strength of Zhao Wou-ki's legs is simply unimaginable.Just like this, it bombarded the Ice and Snow King's arm with all its strength, and the continuous and huge force wound up, destroying every inch of muscle and every inch of bone in the Ice and Snow King's arm. In just a blink of an eye, the Ice and Snow King's arm was completely It is destroyed, and no one can restore it.

"Ah!" With a clatter, the Ice King fell to the ground, with one leg almost kneeling on the ground, and his arm was held limply on the side, like a rope.

L!

Countless blood streaks appeared on the shattered arm, and drops of blood slowly overflowed along the blood streaks, dripping onto the ground.

The blood of the Ice and Snow King is somewhat different from that of ordinary people. Although it is also red, no matter how you look at it, this red color has a touch of silvery white.

The Ice King was panting heavily like this, and after a long time, he raised his head, and looked at Zhao Wuji with extremely vicious eyes.

"Ah!" With a muffled groan, the Ice King's eyes widened suddenly, and the cold air all over his body seemed to come alive along his shoulders, along his disused arm, slowly circling, from head to toe. In the blink of an eye, he saw that his arms were completely covered by the cold air.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and the Ice King's arms seemed to be frozen, and the shrugged arms began to become hard and pale.

When the whole arm was frozen like an ice sculpture, the Ice King took another look at Zhao Wuji with an incomparably vicious look, and then patted his shoulder with a blank expression.

Gadada!

It was like the sound of gravel falling to the ground.

The Ice and Snow King stood up expressionlessly, with no more pain on his face, but there was a pile of debris under his feet, and looking at his hands and arms, there was already nothing left.

Zhao Wuji didn't have any interest in paying attention to Ice and Snow King.

In that instant, everything changed.

The double grid god seat finally caught up with Zhao Wou-ki, he slammed a palm, and slammed towards Zhao Wou-ki fiercely, but when his palm caught Zhao Wou-ki, Zhao Wou-ki accelerated again, knocking the double grid The seat of God fell behind again.

However, the palm of the double god seat finally caught Zhao Wuji's back.

Five bloodstains appeared obliquely on Zhao Wou-ki's back without a single scar, and each scar was very deep.

However, this small injury was nothing to Zhao Wou-ki, he clamped it with his own muscles, and the bleeding stopped immediately, and the originally conspicuous scar was squeezed by Zhao Wou-ki's muscles , and soon there were only five shallow scratches left.

"God seat, does he just keep running away like this? Does it seem like that?" Shengzi asked beside the living dead, Zao Wou-ki kept dodging and refusing to fight them head-on, which made him very unhappy.

The living dead narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

"Follow me." This is the reply of the living dead to the Son.

Everything around here is restless, and Zhao Wou-ki has already entered an extremely tense state at this moment, and this feeling can only be felt at this moment.

Everything around is squeezing Zao Wou-ki, every movement is so difficult.

They patronized chasing Zhao Wuji, but they didn't notice Zhao Wuji's state at this moment.

"Sixth Form!" Zhao Wou-ki yelled in his heart, big steel bars as thick as little fingers on his brain burst out one by one, a little bit of sweat appeared on Zhao Wou-ki's face.

A strong wind swayed a small boat, in the air that rushed like the sea, Zhao Wou-ki was like a small boat, heaving and rolling with the waves, but no matter what, this small boat would always be there, even if the wind No matter how big the lang is.

The expression on the face of the living dead rushing towards Zhao Wuji suddenly froze, and he suddenly found that he couldn't take a single step forward, as if there was a huge wolf that could swallow everything in front of him.

"What's going on here?!" The living dead man's complexion changed, and he said in a deep voice.

Seeing that the Holy Son was about to move forward regardless, the living dead hurriedly stretched out his arms to stop the Holy Son.

"God Throne! This?!" Shengzi asked with a puzzled face.

"Something is wrong?" The face of the living dead suddenly became ugly.

Suddenly there was the sound of howling wind, and the living dead glanced away, and immediately shouted, "Ice King, what are you doing?"

It turned out that the Snow King whose arm was destroyed by Zao Wou-ki fell into a state of hysteria at this moment. Seeing Zao Wou-ki, it was like seeing an enemy of life and death, and rushed towards him crazily.

"Death!" He yelled wildly, and the power in his body surged wildly to his single arm.

The living dead shook his head, knowing that the Ice and Snow King had lost his mind and would not listen to anyone.

Bang!

As soon as the air exploded, the figure of the Ice and Snow King finally approached the front.

However, when he wanted to move forward, he felt an unimaginable force preventing his progress.

Snapped!

The rebound immediately caused the Ice and Snow King to bounce back.

The living dead squinted his eyes, but still dodged away, came to the side of the Ice King, stretched out his arm, relieved him of the strength on his body, and let him land steadily.

"Are you crazy? Don't you realize that something is wrong?" the living dead reprimanded coldly, regardless of whether the Ice and Snow King would listen.

"What could be wrong?!" The Ice and Snow King stared at the living dead man with cold eyes mixed with malice, "He is going to die soon, what could be wrong!" As he said, the Ice and Snow King wiped his hand in his empty space. On the other arm of dangdang, a pain appeared on his face.

"He must die! Otherwise... I will die!" The Ice King said coldly.

At this moment, a shocking roar sounded in everyone's ears.

The Ice King looked over and stopped immediately.

At this moment, the double gods roared and rushed towards Zhao Wuji, but at this moment they fell into a state of stillness strangely.

"He didn't stop, he just encountered obstacles." The faint voice of the living dead sounded in the ears of the Ice King.

The Snow King remained silent and narrowed his eyes.

"Ah!" The double legs of the God seat kicked on the ground, and he kicked out huge stone pits on the ground abruptly.

With the current mental state of the double god seat, even blocking it will only arouse him to react even more crazily, so the double god seat is even crazier!

His arms are constantly expanding, wrapped around thick tendons, his neck is no longer as thin as before, he is no longer the beggar he first saw, now he is like a standing brown bear , roaring frantically.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Every time Shuangge Shenzuo punches, it's like hitting a ball of thick cotton hua, there is no point of focus, the strength of each of his punches is at best turned into circles of air ripples towards Zhao Wuji.

The seventh form!

Zhao Wou-ki moved his arms with difficulty, and continued to make those movements. In this situation, Zhao Wou-ki's arms had already lost any feeling. At this moment, he was only relying on his incomparably powerful mental strength to cao Control your own arms and complete the action you want to do.

At this time, Zhao Wou-ki's face had already turned a strange red color, which was caused by Zhao Wou-ki's overloaded brainpower.

What he endured has already surpassed the limit of the senses, and has risen to a spiritual limit feeling.

The eighth form!

Zhao Wou-ki felt that he hadn't moved at all, even though he was holding back his strength to move his arms.

"It must be successful!" Zao Wou-ki clenched his teeth, due to excessive force, half of his legs had already been buried by stones and soil.

"It must be successful!" Suddenly, Zhao Wuji raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, the stone chips that buried his legs were suddenly blown away by an invisible force.

Crunch!

There were bursts of teeth-stinging voices, and Zhao Wou-ki's arms, which had been unable to move for a long time, finally started to move slowly, and started those incomparably mysterious movements.

"What is he doing?" The Son asked suspiciously.

"Stop... stop... him!!!!" The living dead paused every word, and finally said these words almost roaring.

Immediately afterwards, the living dead flew out, heading towards Zhao Wuji's direction.

Although the Holy Son was suspicious, he only subconsciously moved behind the living dead.

"Impossible!" The Ice and Snow King was still standing there, with frost on the soles of his feet. He looked at the two living dead, the Holy Son, who had already moved forward, and began to move his steps.

His expression fluctuated, and he came to the side of the living dead.

"What am I going to do?" The Snow King asked coldly.

The living dead glanced at him, and then said: "If you can, use all your strength to attack the front, and be sure to stop his movements."

"His movement?" The Ice King asked suspiciously, and then he noticed that Zhao Wou-ki's arms were moving ripples in the surrounding air as if they were in water.

"Okay, I'll do it." The Ice King looked at Zhao Wuji's direction and said, feeling that there was no response, he turned his face and couldn't see the living dead, but it turned out that the living dead had already tried their best and attacked forward frantically .

The Ice and Snow King was taken aback for a moment, walked forward with a blank expression on his face, raised his hands into claws, and grabbed the front fiercely...

With their joining, the air in front of them began to tremble violently for a while, but for a while, they still couldn't take a single step forward.

"Have you found it? But it's too late!" Zhao Wuji raised his head, his eyes were heavy.

Bang!

With a loud noise, Zao Wou-ki felt as if he had broken through a barrier.

"Ninth Form!"