God-Level Exchange System

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Leng Wuzang was dismissive of Song Fei: “Yue Tianyu, if you dare not kill him, just ask your genus to come and die for you?”

Song Fei stepped back silently, without looking cold or hiding, lightly said: “It is your blessing to make Yang Huo shoot. If you can defeat him, I will naturally shoot and wish you good luck.”

After speaking, Song Fei has withdrawn from the distance of ten thousand li.

Yang Huo smiled sternly and sternly, “Come on, your opponent is me. Don’t let me down.”

For many years of robber career, Leng Wuzang’s bones still can’t beat the mind of running. At this moment, when he sees Yang Huo stepping forward, he can’t help frowning.

It ’s just that I am challenging myself and seeing the meaning of a few temporary companions around me. I am afraid that everyone is waiting to see a good show. The expression of each and everyone taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune, no one will discourage at this juncture.

Although these people formed temporary teammates, they were not so friendly in normally. If they died here in coldness, many people would be happy to see them.

A Celestial Immortal level 6 is nothing to fear. After Leng Wuzang cheered himself up, he walked out of the crowd. A fairy sword emerged from within the body, hanging above his head.

“Nameless people, come and announce your name.” Leng Wuzang coldly shouted.

“Yang Huo!” A red fairy sword emerged from Yang Huo’s hands.

After seeing this fairy sword, the people below could not help but look at Yan Wenwen in the attic. The fairy sword is the iconic item in Yan Wenwen’s hands, but now Yang Huo is holding it.

Yan Wenwen only felt that countless eyes stabbed at his body like a sharp sword, and the trauma that was originally suppressed in the heart for a long time, was exposed naked in front of everyone at the moment when this fairy sword appeared. Let Yan Wenwen face the bloody wound again.

Long Xinhang clenched Yan Wenwen’s hand tightly, but felt that her powder fist had been tightly held together. Seen from the side, Yan Wenwen’s face became pale and her lips clenched tightly. The silver teeth creaked.

It was a little embarrassing for such a proud person to bear such a great deal of humiliation in public. Yan Wenwen had nothing but to hold back. If she was angry, it would be only herself.

Fortunately, after everyone looked at Yan Wenwen, they were attracted by the battle in the sky, and Leng Wuzang was already fighting with Yang Huo.

The fire of Yang Huo spread in the sky, the immortal sword was chopped out by his sword, and the flames were cut to coldness like an unrolled bolt of white silk.

On the other hand, Leng Wuzang’s side is covered by the cold air around him. The immortal sword is suspended above his head. With the both of his hands secret art, the ice sword is shot from the immortal sword. In the direction of Yang Huo.

One ice and one fire, rivalry, in the strength of mana, Leng Wuzang is much stronger than Yang Huo, after all, he is a master of Celestial Immortal 7th grade.

The sky full of ice swords covered the sky, as if the entire Snow Mountain was coming down, and the people below felt the suffocating pressure.

“Good come.” Yang Huo glared at the front, the fairy sword spinning above his head, quickly grasping the secret art in his hand, the flame fairy sword was driven by the secret art, and the flame on the sword became brighter and brighter.

Yang Huo’s right hand pointed his sword forward, and said sharply, “Go!”

The flame on the immortal sword exploded suddenly, and then the entire Flying Sword transformed into a flame giant sword. The giant sword flew out of the way and stood in front of the ice sword, and then spun like a runner.

The huge flame fairy sword rolled overhead, and the scene was really spectacular. Under the control of Leng Wuzang, the ice sword flew to the huge Flying Sword.

This is a naked mana contest. As the Beastmaster, originally a representative of domineering, actually chose to follow Leng Wuzang’s hard.

Everyone’s eyes are watching here, this kind of naked sternness best reflects its own strength.

Yan Wenwen gritted her teeth, and she had prayed for 100 times in her heart that Yang Huo could not die.

“Junior, see how long you can still pick up.” Leng Wuzang shouted sharply, his long hair and long beard fluttered fiercely in the wind. His whole body was white and icy wind and frost World. Except for the snowy sky, the rest were all made of ice crystal Sword rain.

Leng Wuzang folded his hands. Under his mana control, the sword was stabbed out, and then the sword rain all over the sky moved towards the sword. The sword was condensed together and formed a huge Icicle. The Icicle is like Huge mountains are common, carrying prestige of destroying the Heavens and exterminating the Earth and crashing into Yang Huo.

“Celestial Immortal class spell? Yes!” Yang Huo said with a sneer, right hand drew a circle in the air, the original fairy sword stopped spinning, the flame “snap” disappeared, the giant sword disappeared, and the remaining one The red long sword with a red handle is suspended in the void.

“Go!” Yang Huo’s right hand continued to point out the sword. The Phoenix Sword in the air greeted Icicle like a spirit snake. Compared with the shape of Icicle, this is the difference between earthworms and mountain peaks.

The sword’s own sharpness and Yang Huo’s mana caused the sword body to penetrate into Icicle.

Leng Wuzang complexion changed slightly, but then said with a big smile: “Dare to enter my Icicle, junior, watch me dispel the mana on your fairy sword, and make this fairy sword a masterless object.”

The power on Icicle was instantly moved towards the popular Flying Sword compression, and the Water Attribute fairy sword in the center of Icicle exuded a strong killing intention.

Yang Huo laughed heartily said: “The old fart wants to destroy the mana on my fairy sword, you are too tender.”

Through the connection between Yang Huo and the fairy sword, the mana flowed into the fairy sword like a tide, and the flame on his body was burning more vigorously.

Leng Wuzang frowned, and rushed his mana to the sword. As the master of the sword, everything in Icicle escaped his Divine Consciousness. Suddenly, Leng Wuzang suddenly changed his color and said, “How can there be so pure? the power of.”

“Break for me!” Yang Huo shouted, and the flame of his body shone ten times in an instant.

Countless people instantly stared at the flames on Yang Huo’s body.

Below, Black Cliff widened his eyes and looked at the flames on his body, and then stared at his palm again, and then a flame of the same color came out, but the flame of his palm gave you a lot worse , But it is really a flame of the same origin.

Heiya couldn’t help whispering: “The Beastmaster’s Fury. My unspread secret from Qilin Race.”

At the rear of Leng Wuzang, Xuegong lightly said, “This old man is not an opponent. Old man Xue, you are all cultivating the power of ice and snow. Don’t you save him?”

Xue hated coldly with a smile: “Have you not heard that your peer is the enemy?”

The ghost on the side said coldly, “Are you afraid that you are not your opponent?”

Snow hates the sky, takes a deep breath, and then silences, as the tacit consent of Guisha.

Xuegong said coldly: “Another ultimate cultivation technique, although I have heard it, but I see it today, but it is a little different. Do you have a heartbeat?”