Legend of the King of Glory

Chapter 198: Ice Dragon Art!

"Bai Qingyun?! No. [-] on the Central Continent Youth Supreme Rank!"

I saw Binghui, the master of Bingling Palace, looking slightly cold, looking at the position where Bai Qingyun was standing, and said to him coldly.

"Wow!"

After hearing Binghui's words, all the people present looked at where Bai Qingyun was standing.

They didn't expect him to be number one on the Central Continent Youth Supreme List, and he was a genius among the heavens, but they didn't expect him to come and make a big fuss in the Ice Spirit Palace.

"You are the one who entangled Bing'er in the Vatican City. Today is the grand wedding ceremony of the prince. If you dare to destroy it, you deserve death!"

In the bloody eyes of the Ice Dragon Crown Prince Long Aotian, the blood on his body was soaring, he seemed to be standing in the sea of ​​blood, and at this moment he was full of arrogance.

Although this person is vicious, he can be regarded as a heroic figure.

Because he is the son of Yuanyin who wants to devour Bing Tan'er, so that he can break through to the Soul Sovereign Realm. In today's battle, one of the two will definitely fall!

"Come on! Let's see if you are strong, or I can completely defeat you!" Bai Qingyun looked cold and smiled lightly.

When the cold eyes of Bai Qingyun and Long Aotian passed through the majestic soul power covering the body, they were intertwined, and there was a faint flash of electricity.

Swish!
Two figures also rushed out at this moment, a white shadow and a blue shadow.

As if piercing through the obstruction of the air, they rushed straight out, and none of them took any dodge.

After a few breaths, they flew directly out of the main hall, and Qiqi was suspended in the midair of the Ice Spirit Shrine, like two bulls colliding head-on without giving way.

Boom!
At the moment of the impact, a violent shock wave of soul power swept away violently, and the riot in the sky and air seemed to be shattered into tiny cracks.

The people below watched the two fighting like tigers and wolves, with surprise on their faces.

Among them, Wei Xuan was there like a cheerleader, shouting: "Brother Qingyun, come on! Brother Qingyun, come on!"

Let everyone around him look at him in unison, with puzzled looks in their eyes, when did the members of the Wei Jue family know Bai Qingyun, who is number one on the juvenile supreme list!
The two figures hit the ground from the sky, retreated at the touch of a touch, and each was knocked back more than ten steps, each step would leave a half-finger-deep mark on the ground.

"interesting."

I saw Long Aotian licked his lips lightly, staring at Bai Qingyun as if looking at a prey that aroused his interest.

"Ice Dragon Art!"

In the next moment, his eyes turned cold, and on his feet, the icy blue soul power wound up like ice.

He stepped forward with one step, as if the sound of a dragon's howl resounded under his feet, and his figure turned into an ice blue shadow and rushed out.

At that speed, it was as fast as a thunderbolt, and it moved like an ice dragon's phantom, causing countless uproars around it.

"That's the Ice Dragon Art of the Ice Dragon Clan. It's a half-step heaven-level body art and soul art. I didn't expect it to be practiced by that Long Aotian."

Wei Xuan looked down at Long Aotian who shot out from the ice, his face was also slightly startled.

"Ice Dragon Palm!"

The icy blue figure appeared behind Bai Qingyun amidst the many surprised eyes almost instantly, and then struck out with a palm.

In the palm, the ice-blue soul power swept out like ice, extremely frozen.

"Summoner Skill: Mirage Flash!"

Swish!
But when Long Aotian's attack was about to hit Bai Qingyun's back, his figure trembled slightly, and then Long Aotian's attack penetrated through his body.

"Afterimage?"

When the attack failed, Long Aotian's eyes froze, and immediately he didn't hesitate at all, taking advantage of the strength of the failure, the wind of his legs swept away like a gun, full of force.

"Bodhidharma skill [-]: Mantra has no form!"

Bang!
A deep voice sounded from the rear, only to see Bai Qingyun who appeared behind Long Aotian at an unknown time, that fist filled with dark yellow soul power, was already hard to beat with Long Aotian's sweeping leg wind Together.

"The movement is good! But let's all die!"

Immediately, Long Aotian sneered, and the ice-blue soul power on the soles of his feet flashed like ice, and he jumped up into the air.

Turning around, he punched Bai Qingyun several times. The wind of the fists wrapped the icy soul power, brought a strong wind of oppression, and shrouded Bai Qingyun.

"Summoner Skill: Sprint with the Wind!"

Facing Long Aotian's fierce attack, Bai Qingyun's figure moved, drifting away like a ghost, vaguely, as if accompanied by an afterimage, making it impossible to fathom his dodging trajectory.

"Hey, what a mysterious movement."

Wei Xuan's eyes were slightly bright when he saw Bai Qingyun's agility. With his eyesight, he could tell that what Bai Qingyun used must be a rather mysterious agility and soul art.

Bing Hui, the master of the Ice Spirit Palace, was also a little surprised by Bai Qingyun's body skills. This type of body skills seemed unfamiliar to her, and it was the kind of incomparably wonderful body skills and soul art.

Bang bang bang!
Long Aotian's attack was ferocious, and he pursued closely, while Bai Qingyun relied on his mysterious body skills to dodge constantly, avoiding all the tyrannical attacks from Long Aotian.

If you look carefully, you can see that Bai Qingyun's face is extremely indifferent, as if he was warming up before a battle.

What he pays most attention to is not Long Aotian, but Binghui, the master of Bingling Palace, worried that she will sneak attack him like a psychopath.

"I told you to hide!"

After chasing for a long time but to no avail, Long Aotian's eyes turned cold, and his mind moved.

The soul power surging out of his body also surged, his speed increased instantly, and he caught up with that ghostly figure of Bai Qingyun in no time.

Swish!
"Bodhidharma's full moves: Mantra Wuxiang, Mantra Mingwang, Mantra Purdue! Fusion! Xuantian Overlord Fist!"

But the moment he caught up, Bai Qingyun's figure stopped suddenly.

I saw his fists clenched tightly, and his fists seemed to have turned dark yellow at this moment, dazzling light flashed, and also exuded a kind of extremely fierce and fierce fluctuations.

At this time, Bai Qingyun clenched his fists tightly, blasted out, tore through the air, and went straight to Long Aotian's chest without hesitation.

When Bai Qingyun suddenly changed from defense to offense, it also shocked Long Aotian.

But it didn't make him flustered, he clapped his palms, and the ice-blue soul power swept across, like ice piercing his bones, extraordinarily frozen.

The Xuanhuang Fist Seal and the Ice Dragon Divine Palm clashed together, and the next moment, there was a deafening sound and the sound of riots in the air.

boom!
Two powerful soul skills collide with each other, like gold and iron intersecting, unexpectedly there is a crisp sound, sparks blast out from the fist prints and palm prints of the two people, and the air arc visible to the naked eye produces a huge air current.

"second to none!"

For a moment, Bai Qingyun's eyes were cold, and a Qinglian fairy sword appeared in his hand. The body of the Qinglian fairy sword was as bright as a phoenix, urging a brilliant white light, and accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of piercing the air, it swept towards Long Aotian fiercely. go.

Swish!

Facing Bai Qingyun's sudden violent attack, Long Aotian also sneered, an ice blue spear appeared in his hand, filled with ice blue soul power, and stabbed out without giving in.

White light and blue light almost permeated the bodies of the two at this time.

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