Immortal Martial God

Luo Yuan's angry mouth was trembling. He said angrily: "those shameless women! At such a time, it's shameless to please Jiang Cheng! "

Xiang Nan patted Luo Yuan on the shoulder and said, "don't be so angry. There are at least 50000 or 60000 women in the audience, but only 12000 to please Jiang Cheng, right? In fact, there are many good girls. "

"And I have reason to believe that many male disciples have also quietly left a letter to Jiang Cheng, and they want to follow him to jiuxiao mainland, but Jiang Cheng's malicious intention is to expose the female disciples' letter paper to provoke us."

"There are always scum, but we can't kill everyone in one stroke."

"Wanqing knows this, so she burned those letters. Don't you understand?"

"Because of this, we have to work harder to win and let everyone know that they are worth staying in canglan."

Luo Yuan is speechless by Xiang Nan. He doesn't think Xiang Nan has so much. He only knows that he is very angry.

However, the reality has always been like this and has never changed.

On the ring.

"Wanqing, you and I know the root and the bottom, so don't waste time trying out each other." Jiang Cheng raises his long sword, and the cold air is all over it.

At this time, the temperature on the challenge arena began to drop rapidly! In a flash, a layer of frost formed on the surface of the solid challenge arena.

Murong Wanqing's right arm burst, and the long sword in her hand ignited a surging flame, and the frost under her feet melted quickly.

At this time, the challenge arena was divided into two parts, generally cold, the other half is hot.

That Jiang Cheng cuts out a sword, an ice bound sword awn shoots toward Murong Wanqing.

Murong Wanqing counterattack a sword, a flame sword head on!

The two swords roared together in the air. The flame swords and the ice swords exploded immediately. But after the flame swords disappeared, there was still a little ice swords left and continued to fly towards Murong Wanqing.

"Not so good." Xiang Nan said: "the state of Wanqing is lower than that of Jiang Cheng, and it has a great disadvantage in the competition."

That Murong Wanqing's left hand was clawed, and he grabbed the flying frozen sword in the air. The remaining frozen sword suddenly burned and quickly turned into white Qi.

"Ice peak road!" Jiang Cheng stepped on the ground. Starting from his foothold, a blue ice road on the ground quickly froze and spread towards Murong Wanqing.

Murong Wanqing jumps in the air, but the ice road actually rises, turning into a climbing icicle, constantly chasing Murong Wanqing.

When Murong Wanqing stepped on the icicle, his feet burst out of anger and restrained the ice road from rising. His long sword cleaved to Jiang Cheng and said, "Firebird!"

Instead of condensing the sword, the sword splits out more than a dozen flaming birds, flapping their wings and flying towards Jiang Cheng.

"Ice bird!" Jiang Cheng is also a sword cut down, only to hear a cry, a wing spread five meters of ice birds roaring out!

The icebird and the Firebird collided in the air, offsetting each other. At last, a dozen Firebirds were all extinguished. The five meter winged icebird had two meters left and continued to fly towards Murong Wanqing. Murong Wanqing made up a sword and burned it into white smoke.

Xiaoque stood on Xiangnan's head and pointed to the challenge arena with the tip of his wing.

Xiang Nan said, "I know that the birds they put are all fake. You are the real one."

Small bird arrogant raised his head, in the heart this just comfortable some.

"It's interesting." Jiang Cheng licked his lips: "Wanqing, in fact, my favorite person in my heart has always been you. When I take off the laurel of this joint examination, you will follow me to jiuxiao mainland to have a double life."

"Shameless!" Murong Wanqing is very angry. She picks a fire wave with amazing temperature on her long sword and pours at Jiang Cheng.

The high temperature of the flame distorts the air, causing serious changes in people's vision.

"Don't women like shameless men? The more shameless I am, the more you like it. " Jiang Cheng teases Murong Wanqing in language, but he doesn't show mercy at all.

Jiang Cheng also picked up a sword and picked out the cold wind whistling across the sky.

These cold winds are dark blue! The temperature is incredibly low.

The fire wave and the cold wind were put together, and the fire wave was quickly put out, and the cold wind also attenuated a lot, but the remaining cold wind was still forced toward the Murong evening sunshine.

Murong Wanqing quickly mends a sword to dissolve the residual cold wind.

In doing so, Murong Wanqing has to make two moves at a time to resolve Jiang Cheng's one move.

Jiang Cheng took the opportunity to slip around the core war zone and behind Murong Wanqing. He held a sword in his right hand and split a palm in the air toward Murong Wanqing's back with his left hand. He said: "cloud cold ice palm!"

An air mass like handprint flew towards Murong Wanqing. The handprint became bigger and bigger. When it reached Murong Wanqing, it was more than two meters high!

There was a cold wind before Murong's evening sunshine, and then there was a cold palm. She only had time to counteract the cold wind, but she was heavily patted on her back by the cold palm.

This time, Murong Wanqing's whole body began to freeze quickly. Her eyes were a little flustered, and she quickly turned her vitality to fight against the frozen body with fire.Soon, the frost all over her body was melted, but her face was still ugly.

"Wanqing, you and I are born to conquer each other. What we compare is the level of a realm. You are not my opponent." Jiang Cheng frivolously walked around Murong Wanqing and said, "do you think my ice palm is just to freeze you?"

"Ha ha, do you feel that there is a chill in the meridians now?"

"If you want to get rid of the cold in your body, you have to exercise martial arts. Otherwise, you have to fight with me with this cold."

"It's a good way to be insidious." Shen Linhai was surprised.

Where is the time to perform meritorious service in battle?

Murong's face was blue in the evening, and he clapped Jiang Cheng with his backhand: "huoyun palm!"

A huge flame handprint was pushed towards Jiang Cheng, but the flame handprint was not solidified enough! The flame is so loose that it seems that the cold inside is making trouble.

Jiang Cheng breathed out a deep blue chill and put out the flame.

"Not yet?" Jiang Cheng stabs a sword at Murong Wanqing, and a chill comes out from the tip of the sword.

Murong Wanqing counterattacks with a sword, and a column of flame shoots out from the top of the sword.

The cold and the pillar of fire to fight together, each other deadlocked, are trying to swallow each other.

But Jiang Cheng, who has a higher realm, obviously has a natural advantage. Coupled with the cold air in Murong Wanqing's body, her fire attribute martial arts are not working well.

Soon, the cold air took the upper hand and began to push in the direction of Murong Wanqing, while the flame pillar was suppressed shorter and shorter.

Murong Wanqing resolutely gives up the fight with Jiang Cheng. She soars into the air and splits seven swords at Jiang Cheng.

Seven flames cut through the sky and roared toward Jiang Chengfei.

Jiang Cheng fell to the ground with one foot, and a dark blue wall of ice rose out of thin air from the ground.

Seven flame swords split on the ice wall, leaving seven deep sword marks, but they couldn't penetrate completely.

Jiang Cheng kicks the ice wall, and the ice wall breaks into countless small ice fragments, which melt into water drops and fall on Murong Wanqing's whole body.

But Jiang Cheng held it in his right hand and said, "seal it for me!"

Murong Wanqing's whole body's water trace, instantly freezes! She was frozen into an ice sculpture.