Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Chapter 1870 3 stroke appointment

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In the starry sky, a black snow!

In Ye Bai's eyes, the starry sky was not too clear, there was only one opening to go out, and the other directions were all swept by the black blizzard, which was extremely cold.

In this icy cold, with some kind of strange destructive power, Ye Bai could faintly feel that the skin on the surface of his body, under the blowing of the cold wind, showed signs of dying, and gradually faded away. Wrinkles gradually appear, and after a few breaths of effort, it is as old as seven or eight years old.

Although he felt a little weird, Ye Bai still couldn't dodge. These three moves must be a head-to-head duel, whoever escapes will lose!

Black snowflakes rolled wildly, and soon fell on Ye Bai's body, completely submerging his figure.

……

Jian Wuchen remained expressionless, and continued to pinch with his hands.

From his eyes, Ye Bai could no longer be seen, only a black snowball-like thing suspended in the void with a diameter of four to five feet.

And after the snowball, there was a crazy black storm, the black snowflakes born out of nothing in the void, attached to the snowball in an endless stream, like a sacrificed treasure, the snowball began to exude a strange black awn, In this black mans, there is the power of death.

Jian Wuchen's black ice storm is to use the power of extreme cold to seal the opponent in ice, and at the same time use the power of death conception to destroy the opponent's body and soul. In the nearby stars, there are countless star monks, Lost in this type of supernatural power, this person is definitely not in vain.

"In just half a cup of tea, your body and soul will enter the abyss of death."

Jian Wuchen spoke lightly, as if speaking to Ye Bai.He seemed to be talking to himself, and then said: "Your Excellency lost this trick..."

boom--

Before the words were finished, a thunderous explosion came from the black snow, a black snowball.Trembling violently, as if the package was a waking mad dragon!

"Isn't it frozen?"

Jian Wuchen noticed the movement, opened his eyes suddenly, and after a moment, the hand formula started to pinch even more frantically!

"Fellow Daoist is too impatient. If you have this supernatural power, if there are no other mysteries. I will smash it—to pieces!"

Ye Bai's voice came from the black snowball.

Rumbling--

The second sound came right after, this time, it was a continuous sonic boom.The black snowball was densely cracked at first, and there were countless silver lightning threads, which diffused from the depths of the center, making a buzzing sound.At first glance, it looks creepy!

boom!

After another loud explosion.The black snowball finally exploded completely, shattered into black ice slag, and was instantly twisted into black mist, and the black ice storm in the outer periphery.But it rolled out towards the surroundings.

In the center of the battlefield, Ye Bai raised his fists, standing proudly, with flying black hair and piercing eyes.

His appearance is still seven or eight years older, like a middle-aged man, and it seems that he has never been attacked by the power of death since he was first attacked by this force.

And outside his body, there was a layer of phantom like a silver thunder mountain, and the silver thunder flowed on the surface, making his figure flickering and dark.

"Four-heart turning wheel supernatural power?"

Jian Wuchen stared at Ye Bai's motionless mountain, feeling the aura of Dao heart on him, his pupils constricted.

Although Ye Bai broke the other party's supernatural powers, but at this moment in his heart, he raised the other party to a higher level. He faintly felt that this person's level might catch up to Wuquan. He never thought that he would meet such a person just by inquiring about a piece of information. figure.

"Hahaha--"

The sound of laughter suddenly came from Jian Wuchen's mouth, and the person's gray pupils exuded an expression of surprise, and he laughed and said: "Okay, I still lose in this duel, Your Excellency What a brilliant four-heart defensive power!"

After a big praise, Jian Wuchen's eyes were full of fighting spirit and he said: "In that case, I won't hold back any more!"

Pong!

As the voice fell, it was as if a torch was burning, and Jian Wuchen's body floated the fourth breath of artistic conception besides rigidity, softness and death!

This aura is full of sharpness. It is the aura of the heart of the sword conception that Ye Bai once felt on Wuquan's body. Pills are not counted. Only monks who are most devoted to the way of swords can comprehend success .

"Friend Daoist, my last move is here!"

Jian Wuchen yelled sharply, his hand moved slightly, and his figure blurred strangely.

Soon, Ye Bai's eyes blurred, and he felt that the other party had turned into a long sword that was as transparent as ice but dead gray in color, stretching across the void, pointing directly at him!

The vast world disappeared outside her body.

Between the heaven and the earth, it seems that only Ye Bai and this gray dead ice sword are left, and more Dao Xin aura floats on Ye Bai's body.

hum-

It moved, the deadly ice sword moved suddenly, but it didn't come from an electric shot, but it vibrated violently, making a humming sound, and the space wave suddenly rose!

The buzzing sound entered his ears, instantly causing Ye Bai to feel in a trance, as if he had been attacked by some kind of invisible, and his mind felt blank.

"Not good!"

Ye Bai's heart trembled, and he quickly mobilized the power of Panshi Daoxin, and his mind instantly returned to a clear state.

But at this moment, the deathly ice sword finally shot out, and almost as soon as it flashed out, it reached several feet in front of Ye Bai's eyes. The sword glow came, and Ye Bai's skin was almost immediately covered with a layer of frost. The power of cold and death penetrated directly into Ye Bai's body, and he was hit before he was hit by the sword.

drink--

Ye Bai roared loudly, let out a roar like a roar, raised his arms and punched.

Immortality is like a dream, blasting out violently, between the heaven and the earth, there are many illusions of decay!

boom--

A moment later, punches and swords clashed together, an unprecedented billowing air wave and gray and silver intertwined colors erupted, engulfing Ye Bai and the phantom of the dead ice sword together.

A scream came from the center of the battlefield.

After a long time, the light, shadow and air waves gradually disappeared, revealing the original starry sky scene.

Ye Bai stood on the side, his male body was straight, except for a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, there was no sign of serious injury.

A few kilometers away from him, Jian Wuchen's clothes were torn and bloodstained all over his body. Yang was lying in the void with a dejected look.A large piece was sunken in his chest, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

This person's arrogant eyes were dim for the first time, intertwined with shock, frustration, collapse, and despair, as if these three confrontations today completely destroyed a certain belief in his heart.

Blood gushed out from the corner of Jian Wuchen's mouth, but he didn't intend to heal his wounds at all.

"Fellow Daoist, you also lost this round."

Ye Bai walked over, stared at this person, and said indifferently: "Please keep your promise and tell me the answer to the previous question."

"I lost... I lost again..."

Jian Wuchen heard Ye Bai's words, and repeated with scattered eyes.

Three moves in a row, the move failed!

This genius monk who left his sect with full confidence and pride and set foot on the Ice Star Realm was in a state of chaos and negative emotions at the moment, as if he was a big joke.

His gaze unconsciously shot towards the star in his hometown—Kongmengxing.

Thinking of those elders and seniors who had placed their ardent hopes on him, his heart was bitter to the extreme. Who would have thought that he would lose so badly shortly after he stepped out of the Kongmeng Star.

In fact, this person is by no means a man with such a weak will, but he just reached a temporary peak of the road of cultivation on his own star, and his heart has rushed to the peak. It is a bit relieved to suddenly encounter such a blow to the head not come.

……

"Your Excellency, it's not that easy—just break down?"

Ye Bai's eyes flashed brightly, and he couldn't tell that there was something abnormal about the other party. He only wanted to get news from the other party, and he didn't mean to destroy the other party. In his heart, he even admired this person very much, and he was a person worthy of friendship. , maybe they will join forces in the future, and of course, they may fight again.

In Ye Bai's voice, there was a bit of mana, like thunder, resounding in the ear of the other party.

Jian Wuchen's body trembled, and his scattered pupils gradually condensed.

Ye Bai went on to say: "Your Excellency has seen my last supernatural power, do you still think that I am just a casual passer-by? Among the Li Chen cultivators who lost to me, you can be ranked third, you are proud enough .”

"Third...third..."

Jian Wuchen murmured and repeated, and after only a moment, he laughed wildly. The laughter echoed in the starry sky, full of self-mockery and loss. (to be continued~^~)

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