World Wide Martial Art

"I'll try my best. Situ"

Bai Hucheng naturally understood the reason.

He waved his hands slowly, and a burst of gray Yuan Power was stimulated, covering the figures of Ye Feng and Wu Ji. In an instant, the two of them sensed that there was clearly the presence of the other in their field of vision, but their mental or Yuan Power perception, But there was nothing.

"This method... can block the warrior's six-sense detection, but it cannot block the line of sight. We hide behind the broken ruins of the hall over there, and we can temporarily delay it for some time."

"As for whether we can get rid of more chills before finding us, we can only leave it to fate."

Pointing his hand behind him, Bai Hucheng led the two of them and jumped over cautiously.

During a cup of tea, Ye Feng pulled out dozens of ice crystals, all of which were swallowed up by the strange fire. Bai Hucheng's internal aura also improved.

However, the "Ice Soul Madness" mixed around Bai Hucheng's heart veins was numerous and intricate. After almost half an hour, he could only eliminate less than one-tenth of it.

"Don't be impatient. This sect leader... already feels much better."

Bai Hucheng's voice was a little calmer, a little more confident, and he gave a kind reminder.

Ye Feng was sweating profusely.

He was injured by Qingyun Han Santong before, and he spent a lot of energy to get rid of the coldness of the ice soul. At this moment, both physically and mentally, there was a feeling of overdraft. But after hearing Bai Hucheng's words, Ye Feng showed some relief on his face.

Previously, he claimed to be me and himself, but now Bingpo Kuangjin has hope of getting rid of it. Bai Hucheng's title has returned to "the master of this sect". Obviously, his confidence has greatly increased.

The arrogance that the first person in Starlight City had in the past is back again.

"If I speed up a little more, the opponent may find us at any time." Ye Feng, whose face turned pale, shook his head violently, increased his strength, and cut off three layers of skates in a row, making Bai Hucheng look visibly relaxed...

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

There was a loud bang, and half of the ruins that had obscured their figures collapsed. Sand, stone, and dust flew into the air. In mid-air, two figures with angry faces appeared in front of the three of them.

"You brat, you are indeed hiding here!"

"It will be easy for us to find it for a while. If there were no traces around, I almost thought you had run away..."

Han Santong, who was full of murderous intent, stared at Ye Feng, wishing to tear him into pieces. But just as he was about to take action, he suddenly felt an overwhelming coercion shrouding him. After looking sideways, he was so horrified that he almost fell from the air.

"Bai...Bai Hucheng?! Impossible, you, how are you still alive!"

This surprise was no small matter, and Han Santong was frightened out of his wits.

Although the tall figure standing in front of Ye Feng was haggard and extremely weak, how could Han Santong not recognize Bai Hucheng's former status and reputation even more than that of the Lord of Star City?

When he saw his enemy, Bai Hucheng, whose face was as dark as water, said nothing. He tried his best to suppress the overwhelming murderous intention in his heart, and kept silent all the hatred.

"This breath is the madness of ice soul?!"

"Haha... Fellow Daoist Han, a dying person can scare you like this..."

Qingyun on the side snorted coldly. When his eyes came into contact with the blue ice crystal on Bai Hucheng's body, his voice suddenly rose several degrees. It was obvious that he knew the origin of this thing.

"He...he is the master of the White Tiger Sect, Bai Hucheng, a powerful semi-saint..." Han Santong barely managed to steady his figure, looking at Bai Hucheng with great fear and said in a deep voice.

"So what if he's a half-saint? Look at his appearance. The madness of the ice soul has invaded his heart. It's God's blessing that he can survive until now. There's no need to be afraid of him."

After Qingyun looked at Bai Hucheng warily for a moment, a smile appeared on his face again.

"What Elder Qingyun means is that Bai Hucheng cannot protect himself? Is there no longer a threat?"

"Ha... that's right. Our three factions wiped out the entire Baihu Sect, killing all the chickens and dogs. If Bai Hucheng was the one before, with his temperament, how could he not take action until now?"

Seeing Bai Hucheng just staring at him coldly, Han Santong's heart went back to his stomach and his face became arrogant.

"Nonsense! Once the ice soul madness breaks out, all the real saints will be killed, not to mention he is just a semi-saint? Hey... what is that kid doing?"

Qingyun changed the topic and frowned in confusion when he saw layers of azure color sinking from Bai Hucheng's body into Ye Feng's body.

"Are you talking about me?"

"Senior Bai has some back pain. I'm doing cupping on his back..." Ye Feng kept moving and delaying for time, answering vaguely.

"not good!"

However, Qingyun saw the clues at a glance and exclaimed: "He is using the strange fire to help the half-saint restrain the ice soul madness! Fellow Daoist Han, hurry up and kill them!"

Han Santong, who had returned to normal, showed fear again.

However, he was not an energy-saving lamp. There was murderous intent in his eyes, and he said grimly: "Bai Hucheng, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it. There is no door to hell and you just barged in. I will send you to reunite with the trash under your sect... "

As soon as he said it, he took action. Han Santong raised both hands, and the death energy filled the sky, containing endless murderous intent, and enveloped the three people.

The sky and the earth moved, the void suddenly exploded, and a terrifying death energy surged in all directions.

He was injured by Ye Feng twice before, both times when he was unprepared and Ye Feng used secret techniques. At this moment, Han Santong truly exploded with the power that belongs to the late King Realm.

Seeing something bad, Wu Ji quickly mobilized all her energy, and the trident in her hand triggered a burst of lightning and shot towards Han Santong.

There was just a roar, and as soon as the lightning touched the death aura, Wu Ji opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and her delicate body fell backwards.

How could Wu Ji withstand the power erupted in the late stage of the King Realm?

"roll!"

Seeing that the death energy was about to attack him, Bai Hucheng, who was standing still, suddenly raised his head, straightened his body, and opened his mouth to drink out a wave of sound.

The waves of sound rose up layer by layer, crushing them as if they were real, and instantly dispersed the layer of terrifying death energy that had invaded.

Han Santong, who was stunned, glanced at Bai Hucheng, fear flashed in his eyes, he did not dare to act rashly anymore, and the figure tremblingly hid behind Qingyun.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

Bai Hucheng used to be a powerful figure in the entire Starlight City. Qingyun came from Kaiyuan Upper City. It was understandable that he didn't know how powerful he was, but Han Santong didn't dare to take it lightly.

Although Qingyun said that Bai Hucheng had been hit by some "ice soul madness" and his combat power was greatly reduced, Han Santong suffered a big loss at the hands of Ye Feng and was not much better.

"You have been injured to this extent and still retain such fighting power. You are worthy of being a half-saint master!"

Qingyun couldn't help but show a trace of solemnity on his face. He looked at Bai Hucheng and said solemnly: "I... am the elder of the Qing family in Kaiyuan Shangcheng. I have nothing to do with Starlight City, and I don't want to get involved in the fight between your sects."

"But... a disciple of my Qing family died tragically at the hands of the boy behind you. I hope you will not interfere in our affairs and take that boy away to me, so as not to... become the enemy of my Qing family!"