Supreme Celestial Devil

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The confrontation between the two superb geniuses started immediately, and outside the military field, they became quiet, thousands of eyes were staring at the two in the military field.

This battle attracted more attention than the battle between the natural enemy and Lu Qing.

He Jia took the lead, and was covered with a blue cold cloud, and the ice layer under his feet shattered. In the palm of his hand, dozens of ice swords as thin as a cow's hair flew out.

This is not a small sword condensed by Xuan Qi, but the true Yin Qi in He Jia's body. The condensed small sword is more than ten times stronger than the general Xuan Qi sword.

"Oh!"

Dozens of ice swords are as big as embroidery needles!

Ning Xiaochuan stretched out a palm, condensed an electric ball, released thirty-six lightning bolts, made a "thunderbolt" sound, and gave those dozens of ice swords in the air.

"broken!"

There was a word in Ning Xiaochuan's mouth, and the dozens of ice swords instantly shattered and turned into a strand of cold air.

A shadow flickered in front of Ning Xiaochuan's eyes, with a cold palm print, which had been printed in front of Ning Xiaochuan's forehead. The cold cold almost frozen the human soul.

Dozens of ice swords are just fake tricks exhibited by He Jiashi. The real killing tricks are only used at this moment.

The fourth supernatural power born by He Jia is "Tissot Flowing Cloud Step", which is extremely fast. The body is like a phantom, and the palm print is like twelve shadows, which makes people indefensible.

Ning Xiaochuan took a strong breath, his body abruptly and then retreated, his legs were wrapped by lightning, and the speed was not much slower than He Jia's "Tissot Liuyunbu".

This palm print of He Jia hits the air, his body turns into a Tissot, and the soles of his feet are like stepping on a flowing cloud, and once again bombard a palm.

This palm print was completely filled with cold air, and a circle of cold fog appeared around the palm. The shape of the cold fog was also "palm-shaped."

The palm print is a meter wide, like the palm of a god!

The martial arts in Ning Xiaochuan's body was moving at a rapid speed, all around the body was thunder and lightning, and a palm was bombarded, and his palm was completely wrapped by lightning.

"Oh!"

The palms hit each other, and the yellow sand on the ground was shaken up, forming a storm of sand and dust.

The two flew upside down at the same time, drawing a distance of ten feet.

"Hmm! Hmm!"

Suddenly, the two bumped together again, setting off a large expanse of yellow sand, and making palm prints.

Cold air and lightning shuttled through the martial arts field, only two figures were seen constantly fighting in it, and each time it was a head-to-head confrontation.

The Imperial Enemy stood outside the military field and stared at the two men who were confronting each other. "They are both the fifth-best practice of the **** body, but He Jia is practicing the" True Ancient Yin ", and the palm of the hand hits the water pool. Condensed into ice. I bumped into the palm of his hand, even if it was me, I'm afraid it has been frozen by his cold, but Ning Xiaochuan fought him for hundreds of strokes with his physical strength. "

He Jiaxiu is a martial artist far beyond the same realm. When he was in the Yuan Dynasty, he defeated a fellow with the fifth highest peak of the deity in one stroke, and was praised as the strongest in the realm.

It is also the fifth realm of the divine body, but Ning Xiaochuan can fight with him regardless of height. Gradually, he also starts to face Ning Xiaochuan as an opponent, knowing that it is not easy to defeat Ning Xiaochuan.

"Tianhua Mirror!"

He Jia took out a blue treasure mirror, pointed the mirror at Ning Xiaochuan, and a column of cold light bombarded Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan's body moved out, avoiding the beam of light.

"Oh!"

The beam of light hit the ground, leaving a large pit two meters deep.

The pit was filled with ice, and there was a thick layer of ice around the big pit!

The ice covered a large area.

The mirror in He Jia's hand is crystal-clear, and the edges are cast with ancient patterns like birds and beasts, like vines, and ears of rice.

Mirror, bright and smooth, covered by mysterious air.

This is a four-grade mystery made of blue crystal jellyfish stone. Thousands of ice stones are sealed in the mirror surface. Once urged by mysterious air, it is enough for the monks to enhance their combat power to a small level.

After He Jia took out the Tianhua Mirror, he was even more powerful, and his combat power rose again.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

...

In the mirror, the beam of light constantly flew out, bombarding the entire martial arts pit, completely covered by ice.

He Jia held the Tianhua Mirror and stood on a mass of ice, and said, "Ning Xiaochuan, can you just escape?"

"Okay! If you want to see my true strength, then I will complete you."

Ning Xiaochuan stopped and stared at He Jia.

Just now, he was just testing how strong He Jia was? Now that you know about He Jia's strength, it's time to fight back.

He Jia mobilized the strength of the whole body in the body, and the cold air condensed into a cloud, all of which broke into the Tianhua Mirror.

The mirror surface became brighter and brighter, and a beam of light with a diameter of half a meter flew out, shaking the air to bend it, as if to be broken by the beam of light.

"Star Wars!"

Ning Xiaochuan's ripples formed in front of him, like a Tai Chi map. The beam of light hit back and the power became stronger.

"puff!"

The beam of light bombarded He Jia's chest and threw it away. His body was wrapped in thick ice, and the whole person was sealed by ice, like a block of ice rolling down in the military field.

Through the ice, you can see He Jia's body, with blood on the corners of his mouth.

This is simply a shocking reversal. He Jia was defeated in only one move, and was frozen in the cold.

The martial arts method of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" was remembered by all the warriors present. It was too weird, and it was able to fight back the opponent's power, and it could also exert more powerful power.

This is martial arts like magic axe!

Many people feel taboo and secretly say that if they are against Ning Xiaochuan, they must beware of his martial arts when they show off their unique skills.

"As long as the power is strong enough, he can break through his star movement, break the ripples, and pierce his heart." The famous sheep has already made a calculation in his heart. Once the most kendo is exhibited, there are ten layers of control that can break the star movement. The ripples formed killed Ning Xiaochuan under the sword.

In his view, any martial arts superpower in the world can be broken with a sword.

The vice-principal of Sanshiwuyuan squinted a pair of eyes and said, "This little guy is the genius of our Sanshiwuyuan?"

"Yes, that's him, Ning Xiaochuan." A teacher said respectfully.

The master of the Third Division Wuyuan nodded and said, "It's a good seed for martial arts! It seems that it's time for the Third Division Wuyuan to raise their eyebrows and exhale. Who the **** will dare to say that the fighting ability of the mind trainer? Lower, Lao Tzu followed him. "

"Deputy dean, quality, quality ... There are many people here, and the image of our three teachers colleges." One teacher quickly reminded.

"This isn't exciting! It is not easy for us to be a private person in the Third Division Wuyuan!" The deputy director of the Third Division Wuyuan gave a long sigh, a sense of vicissitudes beyond words.

On the field, there are variables.

Ice cubes with cracks.

Cracks, spreading out, dense cracks are like spider webs.

"Oh!"

The ice exploded and He Jia flew out of it.

His skin was pale and his hair turned white. Up and down the body, only the eyes are still black.

There was a long howling in He Jia's mouth, as fast as lightning, and a bang on Ning Xiaochuan's chest.

Ning Xiaochuan's body slid more than 20 meters away on the ground before he stabilized, leaving two deep scratches on the ground, and his chest was completely covered with ice, and a biting pain came.

Ning Xiaochuan stared at Hega, who was pale in white. He always felt that Hejia looked too sloppy at this moment, not like a person, but a zombie frozen for thousands of years.

A drop of ice corpse blood was suspended inside Hejia's martial arts heart palace.

That drop of ice corpse was the supreme martial art of the ninth realm when he was alive. He was a peerless master. After his death, his body was guarded by ice souls, and he did not rot for thousands of years, and became an ice corpse.

The ice corpse was dug out from the Arctic Sea, its identity can no longer be identified, and it is now preserved in the tomb of the Yuan Dynasty.

He Jia originally intended to use this drop of ice corpse blood to deal with famous sheep and defeat the famous sheep to become the current leader, but did not expect that Ning Xiaochuan was forced to use this drop of ice corpse blood in advance.

This drop of ice corpse's blood melted in his martial arts heart palace and melted into all parts of the body, making his body extremely stiff, impenetrable, water and fire invasion, and infinite strength.

Unless that drop of ice corpse's blood is exhausted, otherwise he is invincible.

"Ning Xiaochuan, you can force me to play this card, which proves that your strength is indeed very strong. But that's it, after this battle, I will be promoted, and you will be eliminated or killed. He Jia's voice was hoarse, cold, and completely changed like a man, with a wicked atmosphere on his body.

Ning Xiaochuan also became cautious. At this moment, He Jia did not know what method to use to forcibly increase his strength, and the combat effectiveness increased by five times.

He Jia spit out the cold, his feet stepped on the ground, his body flew up like a shell, dropped more than ten meters above the ground, and quickly fell down, kicking himself towards Ning Xiaochuan's head.

Ning Xiaochuan stretched out his arm and pinched He Jia's foot with five fingers. A huge force passed from the arm to the body and extended to the foot.

"boom!"

Half of Ning Xiaochuan's body is immersed in the yellow sand, revealing the body above the waist, and the palm of He Jia's foot is still pinched.

Time seems to freeze.

"Crack!"

Hundreds of lightning flashed from the palm of Ning Xiaochuan's palm, which turned into electric snakes and hit He Jia's feet. The current completely wrapped He Jia's body.

"Roar!"

He Jia shouted, and his body ejected again.

While Ning Xiaochuan's body sank underground, he punched another fist towards Ning Xiaochuan's chest.

Ning Xiaochuan could feel He Jia's strength became stronger obviously in the previous blow.

At this moment, Ning Xiaochuan felt a faint pain in his heart. If his physical strength was not comparable to the seventh heavy martial artist of the gods, the strength of He Jia's foot would have caused him severe damage.

If you change to a fifth-level warrior with a **** body, he will be stepped on a ball of blood mud by being hit by He Jia's kick just now.

"Tianlei Hongzhong!"

Ning Xiaochuan condensed the martial arts spirit in his heart, staring at the fist that He Jia bombarded, with a thunderous sound in his mouth.

The mouth spit out the sound waves, condensing into a huge nine-meter-high giant bell, covering Ning Xiaochuan's body inside the bell.

The huge **** bell became more and more solid, constantly rotating around Ning Xiaochuan's body.

It's like the real world shook bell appeared in the world. Thunder and lightning flowed on the surface of the bell, causing a huge storm on the martial arts field, and it caused the yellow sand to fly in the sky.