King of the Fairy City

Ye Mo made a move, and a seven-inch handleless flying sword shining with purple electric light appeared and floated in front of him, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Bai Chuanjun.

The flying sword was surrounded by several arcs as thick as thumbs, crackling and flashing with extremely dazzling electric light.

"Dinglei Sword, please teach me"

Ye Mo smiled lightly, revealing strong confidence in his words.

This is one of the several high-level magic weapons that monk Ye Zhen found in the ruins of the ancient Purple Sword Palace. Ye Mo thought it was good, so he kept the sword.

"A high-level three-magic weapon-level flying sword?" Bai Chuanjun was stunned, obviously not expecting Ye Mo to have this level of lightning sword in his hand.

Among all magic weapons, flying sword-level magic weapons have the strongest attack power. Although the "Xuanbingzhu" in Bai Chuanjun's hand is also magical and unparalleled, and it is also a three-magic weapon, it seems slightly inferior to the Dinglei Sword, which is also a high-level three-magic weapon.

"Very good, no wonder you are so confident, but it's a pity that your cultivation is too low, and you may not be able to bring out the full power of this sword!"

"Ice barrier"

Bai Chuanjun sneered, flicked his finger, and a stream of ice magic power hit the black ice bead. The black ice bead trembled in the air, and the light increased and continued to burst out a large ball of cold air, covering the entire area of ​​hundreds of feet.

Once a cultivator rushed into it, under the severe cold, the magic power of the whole body would soon be frozen and suffocated.

Ye Mo only felt that the temperature around him was constantly decreasing at an alarming rate. After a short time, a small piece of frost condensed between his eyebrows

"Hmph, below the Jindan level, no one can defeat me in the ice barrier"

Bai Chuanjun's face was ferocious, and his delicate features were twisted together in anger.

"Really?"

Ye Mo shook his body unmoved, and the vitality in his body circulated rapidly. A ball of fire burst out from his body, temporarily forcing back the cold air around him to prevent himself from being affected by the ice barrier.

"Fire spells?"

Bai Chuanjun's breathing stagnated, and he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "Aren't you a thunder cultivator? How come you also practice fire spells?"

Most of the Three Wonders cultivators specialize in the Three Wonders spells and won't waste energy practicing the weaker Five Elements spells. For them, the Three Wonders spells are already very powerful.

"There are many places you can't think of."

Ye Mo pointed with a sword gesture, and the Ding Lei Sword hummed and turned into a purple lightning, slashing directly at Bai Chuanjun.

Bai Chuanjun stretched out his hand with a gloomy face, and a white light flashed in the Xuanbing Pearl. An ice spear about ten feet long condensed in an instant and quickly met Ye Mo's Ding Lei Sword.

The Ding Lei Sword was restrained by the ice spear and had to stop temporarily to deal with the attack of the ice spear. Under Ye Mo's drive, it chopped dozens of times in the blink of an eye, breaking the intercepting ice spear into pieces.

Bai Chuanjun was shocked to find that Ye Mo, who was in the cold barrier, could drive the flying sword very smoothly, and was completely unrestricted.

Although the ice spear technique was a high-level spell, it was only condensed from the ice power. After a few blows with the Ding Lei Sword, the ice chips flew everywhere and were soon chopped into powder by the Ding Lei Sword.

Bai Chuanjun seemed to have known that the ice spear could not withstand the attack of the Ding Lei Sword. He condensed another ice spear with a flick of the spell in his hand in advance, and continued to parry the fierce attack of the Ding Lei Flying Sword.

Between Ye Mo and Bai Chuanjun, thunder roared, ice flowers danced, and the surroundings were stirred by the ice and thunder power fluctuations, causing the surrounding monks to withdraw from the battle group with a look of horror.

The fight between the two fell into a stalemate for a while.

Bai Chuanjun's cultivation was deeper than Ye Mo's, but he condensed ice spears again and again to block. In comparison, although Ye Mo's mana is far less profound than the other party, the flying sword is mostly driven by spiritual consciousness, and only a small amount of mana is needed to activate the flying sword.

With the increase of one and the decrease of the other, it won't take long before Bai Chuanjun will be defeated by Ye Mo due to his lack of mana.

However, Ye Mo did not dare to take it lightly. The other party was able to suppress many evil cultivators at a young age and become their leader. There must be something extraordinary about him. Moreover, Bai Chuanjun's expression at this moment seemed very calm, as if he was brewing some big move spell.

Ye Mo looked around, and his heart suddenly became awe-inspiring, and his face became a little ugly.

Because of the existence of the ice barrier, the ice-type mana in the ice spear that was shattered by him did not dissipate and turn into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as usual, but was blocked and collected by the ice barrier.

In the range of the ice barrier where he was, the broken ice chips were shrouded in white ice mist, condensing into a large number of tiny ice cones, surrounding him in all directions, with the cold light shining on the cone tips facing him.

Each ice cone only had the killing power of a Qi training cultivator, but the advantage was that the number was huge, enough to consume Ye Mo to death.

Ye Mo's face showed a solemn expression that he had never had before.

"Haha, it's too late. My Ling Prison is already completed."

Bai Chuanjun laughed grimly, and clasped his hands fiercely. The entire ice barrier closed at a very fast speed, encircling Ye Mo's whole body.

"Even if you practice thunder and fire, what can you do? Humph, you are obviously a three-wonder cultivator, but you insist on practicing some low-level five-element magic, and you are ignorant of the sky and the earth and go against me. Well, it's your blessing to die in my Ling Prison."

Bai Chuanjun's eyebrows danced with joy, and he looked like he was sure of victory.

"Dinglei Sword, return"

Ye Mo smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that despite his extreme caution, he still fell into the opponent's trap. With a sword move, the Dinglei Sword that was fighting with the ice spear trembled violently, passed through the cold air that wrapped around Ye Mo, and floated beside him.

Ye Mo's figure flashed, and lightning burst out from his body, and he disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, Ye Mo had already shot dozens of feet away.

However, the ice barrier was also moving, following him dozens of feet away at almost the same speed.

The skin all over his body has condensed with white frost. Although Ye Mo has been maintaining a fire shield to protect his body, the invasion of cold air is becoming more and more fierce, and the fire shield can no longer resist it.

On the spherical wall of cold air that enveloped him, tiny ice edges were rapidly condensing out.

These tiny ice cones kept shooting out and hitting Ye Mo's shield, quickly consuming Ye Mo's mana. Although their power is average, as long as they consume Guang Ye Mo's mana through their numbers, they can turn Ye Mo into a hedgehog in an instant.

"Haha, it's useless. You are locked by my black ice beads. Unless you can break through the void and escape, otherwise, no matter how fast you are, you will not be able to escape the cold enchantment. You can't hold on for long, so just wait until you are finished."

Bai Chuanjun sneered and put all his strength into the Ruyi Xuan Ice Bead, trying to speed up the condensation of the ice.

Ye Mo pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and fired another sword technique.

"Keng"

With a soft sound, a green dagger flew out and floated beside Ye Mo along with the Ding Lei Sword.

Compared to the purple Ding Lei sword with electric arcs flashing all over its body, the green dagger was surrounded by circles of small whirlwinds, turning out to be a wind-type flying sword.

"this?"

At this time, Bai Chuanjun was completely dumbfounded.

"Wind system, you can actually control the wind system flying sword, and it is also a wind system flying sword at the high-level magic weapon level. How can a person practice two strange sword techniques at the same time and control two flying swords at the same time? It's impossible. Absolutely impossible”

Bai Chuanjun exclaimed repeatedly, completely shocked by Ye Mo's methods. Three Strange Monks are already very rare, and those who practice two of the Three Strange Skills at the same time are even rarer among the rare.

"I said, there are many things you don't know."

Ye Mo sneered.

"Hahaha, no matter how many flying swords you have, what can you do? You can't protect yourself now, maybe you still want to fight me with flying swords?"

Bai Chuanjun said sternly with hatred and jealousy.

"Really?" Ye Mo smiled lightly and said with deep meaning, "Let me also show you the "Wind and Thunder Sword Formation" I just practiced."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Mo made a seal with his hands, and the Spirit Wind Flying Sword and the Ding Lei Flying Sword turned their hilts inward and their sword tips outward, spinning around him.

This is one of the sword formula combinations in the "Five Elements and Three Wonderful Sword Techniques".

"Wind and Thunder Crazy Dragon"

In an instant, the wind and thunder aura driven by the two flying swords began to spin faster and faster with Ye Mo as the center, eventually forming a terrifying thunder and lightning tornado.

The strong wind was raging, and countless slender electric wires were winding around the tornado, erupting with an astonishing momentum.

The ice realm that Shirakawa Jun had worked so hard to manage was completely shattered by the powerful force of wind and thunder in an instant. More than a dozen tall giant thunder and lightning tornadoes swept towards Shirakawa Jun with a devastating force.

All the monks around them stopped fighting with frightened expressions. The power of the wind and thunder sword array used by Ye Mo was far beyond their imagination. In their opinion, the full blow of the golden elixir monk was probably nothing more than this.

Bai Chuanjun's face suddenly turned pale, and the black ice beads suspended in the air disappeared without knowing when.

Shirakawa Jun subconsciously wanted to turn around and escape, but the purple arc in the tornado was extremely fast and had already rushed forward.

"Pyridine"

The strong thunder and lightning paralyzed his whole body, making him unable to move and even escape.

It was only at this moment that Shirakawa Jun knew that he was probably doomed. Even if he used the ice condensation technique again, the arc could easily penetrate the protective ice and hit him directly, without any protective effect at all.

Ye Mo was in the center of the thunder and lightning tornado, with his clothes fluttering and his black hair dancing wildly. In order to maintain this sword formation, the mana in his body was quickly exhausted, and his soul was in turmoil. If it continued, he might be the first to fall.

Now he just wants to make a quick decision and deal with Bai Chuanjun as soon as possible.

Finally, after a few breaths, driven by Ye Mo, the tornado instantly swallowed Bai Chuanjun at an incredibly fast speed.

Just when Ye Mo let out a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party would definitely die.

A golden light burst out from the tornado.

"I didn't expect you to be able to force me to use the golden protective talisman passed down from my ancestors, Ye Mo, I will remember you.

However, you still have to die."

Baichuan Jun let out a sharp roar.

Ye Mo hurriedly used his spiritual consciousness and was shocked when he saw Bai Chuanjun, who should have been crushed into powder by the thunder and lightning tornado, standing in the thunder and lightning storm.

Bundles of arcs as thick as a baby's arms kept hitting his body, but they were blocked by a golden light group around him.

From the golden light ball on Bai Chuanjun's body, Ye Mo felt a powerful aura that was difficult to contend with.

"Damn it, at least the golden amulet can only be refined by the late-stage Jindan monks. How can I kill him with this golden amulet?"

Ye Mo's expression suddenly changed, his mana had been exhausted. No matter how powerful his sword technique is, it can't break the protective golden talisman refined by the golden elixir monk.