Peerless Martial Soul

As he said, his hands formed a mysterious seal, and a trace of white air appeared on the surface of his body.

These white qi was icy cold, even if Chen Feng and the others were far away, they all felt icy chills, as if winter had arrived. Then he shot out his palms, and the sky was filled with palm prints. The palms formed a huge mountain and pressed down towards Shen Yanbing.

The icy air dissipated, the stage of life and death was instantly frozen, and a thick layer of ice formed on the surface. And those onlookers who were closer to the stage of life and death had ice on their eyebrows and beards, and even the exhaled breath became ice!

Everyone is shocked, what a powerful martial skill this is, so powerful?

There will be ice on the body so far away, if it is directly hit by his palms, I am afraid it will immediately turn into an ice sculpture!

The well-informed disciple suddenly cried out: "This is a ninth-rank yellow martial skill, Ice Palm. I actually practiced the Ice Palm in the first style, with the mountains and mountains, reaching the realm of Dacheng!"

Chen Feng frowned, and he put himself in the position to think about it. If he changed himself to the position of Shen Yanbing, he couldn't judge at all, which palm was the real killer move. This alluring palm print was extremely confusing.

A touch of decisiveness flashed in Shen Yanbing's eyes, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he sternly shouted: "Yellow rank ninth-rank martial arts martial arts realm is amazing, isn't it? Take my sword, **** Yan Luo sword!"

As she said, she suddenly let go of her left hand. She had been holding the sword with both hands, but now she changed her hand to the sword with one hand.

She slashed out with a single sword, and seeing this sword, an extremely absurd, extremely uncomfortable feeling suddenly appeared in everyone's hearts. Obviously it is an extremely heavy sword. It should be a tough and domineering sword, but this sword gives people an extremely light and elegant feeling, and in the light and elegant, it carries with it an indomitable determination and murderous spirit. .

Either the opponent died or he died!

Shen Yanbing spouted another mouthful of blood, and his face instantly became pale and withered, and there were fine wrinkles on her face, and her long, jet-black hair, which was like a waterfall, had dots of white spots on it! It turned out that this sword was actually at the expense of burning vitality!

The audience was silent, and everyone was shocked. This woman from a poor background was so strong in her heart that she would never show weakness even if she burned her life! Never admit defeat!

The long sword outlines an inexplicable arc in the air, with two curves intertwining one long and one short, like the Yama King lightly hooking a pen on the book of life and death.

Yang Jingtian's face showed a look of horror! This was the first time he lost his attitude today, because he could feel this sword, which brought him a great threat, and even beheaded himself directly!

He shouted sternly: "You **** from a humble background, want to die by yourself, don't hold me!"

He gritted his teeth, all the cyclones in his body were running, all the qi gushing out, the temperature on the stage of life and death dropped a lot, and even the disciples tens of meters later were covered with a thriving layer of ice.

The long sword collided with the sky palm shadow, making a huge deafening roar! The entire stage of life and death was directly crushed under this blow.

In this scene, even the elders of the sects and the elders who watched the battle on the cliff were all changed in color. An elder stroked his beard and said softly: "Their generation is really amazing."

The others nodded when they heard it. This is what they said in their hearts. This generation deserves to be the golden generation in the eyes of the suzerain. It is really very powerful.

The smoke cleared, Yang Jingtian showed his figure, he was extremely embarrassed, his clothes were torn, and there was an extremely huge scar on his body. He was taken from the left shoulder to the right waist, almost cutting him in the waist! Flesh and blood squirmed, his face was pale, but his mouth was still smiling.

He sealed the wound on his body so that the wound no longer bleeds, and laughed wildly: "Shen Yanbing, although I was seriously injured, you are about to die!"

Shen Yanbing flew out in the air, his clothes shattered on the upper body and shoulders, and two blue-black palm prints were printed on her shoulders. After she landed, she immediately curled up into a ball, trembling all over, and her body was filled with a blue and black color. The whole body exuded the coldness from the inner sect, and the surface of the body was covered with a thick layer of frost, and this layer The ice is still thickening, and it will soon become ice cubes.

A female disciple who has a very good relationship with Shen Yanbing hurriedly caught her, she cried out in a crying voice: "Yan Bing, Yan Bing, how are you? Is there anything wrong, wake up!"

Her anxious tears were about to fall, but Shen Yanbing was still in a coma, his face was pale, the ice on her body was getting thicker and thicker, and because she was supporting Shen Yanbing, the chill also spread to her body. Soon, a thick layer of ice spread across her hands and even her arms.

Yang Jingtian stood on the stage of life and death, looking down, his expression was full of the superiority of the winner: "Let go, or else, the cold poison will even invade your body later, and you will be as cold as him. Into ice sculptures."