The strongest head exchange system

Chapter 152 Brothers Kill
"Hey hey hey!" Seeing that he was about to succeed, Shadow Monkey grinned sinisterly with a mouthful of yellow and black rotten teeth.

Pfft!

The situation changed suddenly, Shadow Monkey only felt a chill in his right temple, as if something pierced out, and then flew out from his left temple.

Before he could think about it and react, Shadow Monkey's eyes were dull and loose, and his body that was flying in mid-air fell limply, and the dagger he held in his hand cast spells and immediately dissipated without a sound.

A red-white flying sword pierced Shadow Monkey's head straight through, at such a high speed that he was completely deprived of his life without noticing it.

This sword is the Chixia Baiwu Sword. When Yan Xu was in a stalemate with Xuan Lao, he found that the shadow monkey wanted to make a sneak attack, so he decisively threw the Chixia Baiwu Sword to save Caidie.

The shadow monkey's body fell heavily to the ground, and Cai Die realized what was going on behind her. She showed a mischievous look to Yan Xu, and continued to cast the Fire Flame Technique on Xuan Han without hesitation.

"Accept the trick! Your opponent is me!" Seeing that Yan Xu was still free to help others, Elder Xuan showed sullen expression, raised his forehead wrinkled and shouted, drawing a semicircle with his dagger.

Elder Xuan's dagger is a high-grade magic weapon, the snow-bright sword exudes bursts of frost, and with the surge of magic power, it strikes out a series of icy blades.

Faced with waves of cold ice blades, Yan Xu didn't have a defensive magic weapon, so he just threw all kinds of Taoist symbols to block them. Occasionally, one or two ice blades came through, and his blood-crystallized palms shook violently for several times. Next, dissolve it.

The Chixia Baiwu sword killed the shadow monkey with one blow, and it stuck straight into the rock wall of the mine. Yan Xu had never practiced real sword control skills, so he could not be recalled for the time being.

Bei Mingbing has not yet made a move, and the situation is still unclear. Yan Xu doesn't want to fully expose his strength, but he is not in a hurry, just wait for the scene to change, and at the same time take care of the butterfly's safety.

The shadow monkey was killed in a sneak attack, and it was only a matter of time before Xuanhan was suppressed by the colorful butterfly. Elder Xuan and Yan Xu were deadlocked. To the Northern Rock Peak battle group.

"Third brother, if you have any means, dare to use them, otherwise you will lose your chance in a while." Bei Mingbing's eyelids had a blue light smeared with frost, and his whole breath was a bit ethereal.

Facing two eighth-level Qi Refining monks at the same time, and Bei Mingbing who had been stabilizing himself, Bei Yanfeng's pressure doubled immediately, and he hesitated:
"Could it be that that thing is really used here? Damn it, that's the only way to go. As long as you can get the essence of weeping blood, it will be a worthwhile trip."

Seeing Bei Mingbing joining the battle, the two eighth-level Qi Refining monks unreservedly launched the most violent attack, and knew in their hearts that if they didn't work hard at this time, they might have no chance to show off.

Bei Yanfeng didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, he gritted his teeth and took out a nearly transparent six-petal snowflake-shaped artifact, injected mana into it and stuck it on his chest.

The surface of the six-petal snowflake is dotted with cold stars, and the texture of the leaf petals spreads suddenly, wrapping the chest and back of Bei Yanfeng.

"The cultivation technique that has been lost in the family for hundreds of years!? Why is it in your hands!" Bei Mingbing finally changed his color, and he was no longer as relaxed and casual as before.

Bei Yanfeng snorted softly, but ignored Bei Mingbing, and took out an extra high-grade magic weapon ice gourd in his hand, and spewed out a fierce and biting cold air towards the three of them.

Within a few breaths, the bodies of the two eighth-level Qi Refining cultivators were covered with a thick layer of ice, and they were completely frozen in place. Only their eyes rolled slightly to prove that they were not killed immediately.

And Beimingbing was also frozen by the cold air into a layer of ice, but it didn't even last a breath. In the blink of an eye, several cracks appeared and then completely shattered, turning into broken ice and falling down.

Bei Mingbing's magic power rose slightly, and all the ice was melted away with a sudden shake of the body, and he frowned and shouted:

"No wonder you dare to oppose me everywhere! It turns out that there are such opportunities, but from now on, it will be mine, and I will be the next generation Patriarch of the North Hades!"

Bei Yanfeng raised his chin and said with a smile, "That's right. Three years ago, I accidentally obtained the family's lost cultivation technique, as well as this ice gourd. I've endured you for so long, just waiting for an opportunity to kill you in one fell swoop."

"You have a chance encounter, don't I!?" Bei Mingbing smiled coldly, "You will never have a chance!"

As soon as the words fell, Bei Mingbing took out a high-grade magic weapon and fought with Bei Yanfeng. The two of them were deadly in every move, in order to decide the winner in the shortest time.

Both of them use the water system of the North Hades, and they mainly use ice. The rock wall of the mine that was originally scorched by the flames of hell and exuding residual heat was gradually covered with a layer of frost, which spread to tens of feet away.

Beiyan Peak's eighth level of Qi Refining was temporarily raised to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining under the stimulation of the secret method, and he attacked extremely fiercely as soon as he came.

The ice gourd spewed out bursts of cold air. Although Beiming Bing's cultivation base was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining, his mana was extremely pure, and relying on ice-type defensive spells, he parried it again and again without any danger.

The two fought so fiercely, Elder Xuan kept an eye on the situation of the battle, and would rescue Bei Mingbing at any time if he was defeated, and he had no intention of fighting Yan Xu to the death.

Seeing this, Yan Xu was not in a hurry to decide the winner, and while he was going back and forth with Mr. Xuan, he held a few pieces of spirit stones in his hand and tried to recover some of the mana lost by presiding over the formation before.

But Cai Die and Xuan Han fought extremely fiercely.Of course, Xuanhan was the miserable one. At this moment, he was in a state of embarrassment and was injured all over his body. He could only barely hold up the mana shield so as not to be defeated immediately.

After a stick of incense, the six-petal snowflake-shaped magic weapon attached to Beiyanfeng's chest dimmed, and the extra mana provided to him was significantly reduced, and the cold air emitted by the ice gourd was also much weaker.

"Liuye Shengxue, this magic weapon can temporarily increase the strength of water or ice kung fu monks. The side effects are very small, but the maintenance time is also short." After taking the medicine pill and adjusting his breath, he said:
"If you only have these methods, then stay here with Beijia!"

Relying on the blessing of Liuye Shengxue, Bei Yanfeng broke out a violent attack, but was blocked by Bei Mingbing's defensive magic weapon, and failed to really hurt the opponent.

The effect of the six-leaf holy snow gradually disappeared, and Bei Yanfeng had no doubt that the situation would be reversed immediately, and said in a trembling tone: "Elder Kong, come and help me!"

At this time, Bei Yanfeng was still eager for Yan Xu's help, his voice was almost crying, and he roared in his heart: "Damn! How could this be the case, as long as I get the crying gold beast and get the crying blood essence, I will build it soon after returning to Dingzhou." Ji! Why, why did it happen like this!"

Bei Mingbing stood up slowly, revealed the high-grade magic weapon in his hand, and pinched out an ice prison spell towards Beiyan Peak.

Bei Yanfeng raised the ice gourd in a panic, spewing out cold air only to block the ice prison for a moment, but was still trapped in place by ten icicles as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

The temperature in the ice prison was extremely low, and even Bei Yanfeng couldn't bear the cold, and his movements became more and more stiff.

Without waiting for Bei Yanfeng to make any other moves, the Beiming Ice Artifact was raised again, and three sharp ice blades shot over, piercing directly into Bei Yanfeng's shoulders, abdomen and thighs.

Bei Yanfeng's limbs became more and more stiff, with his left hand holding the ice blade on his shoulder, and his right hand still grasping the icicles of the ice cell, he was completely frozen into an ice sculpture, his body shattered into several large pieces and crumbled to the ground with a few clicks.

(End of this chapter)