The Snow Spirit Lord only showed disdain in his eyes, without any fear. He quickly drew back his right arm and blocked his chest in a flash. There was a loud bang, and a shocking scene appeared in the eyes of Cheng Wenming and the other two. The streak of light that seemed to be able to split the sky and the earth was directly blocked by the Snow Spirit Lord's forearm and bounced away. The entire blade was raised high, and the Snow Spirit Lord's forearm only splashed out a piece of crystal ice, and then a shallow knife mark appeared on his forearm.
"Human, this is not your main spiritual weapon. It is too weak. What are you afraid of? Haha!" The Snow Spirit Lord let out a low growl, then laughed.
Cheng Wenming and Ye and Tan were all a little surprised, and Cheng Wenming was also depressed. He didn't dare to use his strongest fire magic to fight the enemy. Even the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade he took out was just a spiritual treasure. With his qualification to enter the North Ming Demon Suppression Tower, he certainly had a magic weapon, but his magic weapon was also a fire iron ruler made in conjunction with his main cultivation method. But he really didn't dare to use fire magic to deal with a Snow Spirit Master, so he used wood spiritual power to control this magic treasure, but it was obviously difficult to exert its power.
At this moment, Ye Xiuwen and Tan Zeshan on the other side had made a decision. The shorter Tan Zeshan stood up and pointed with one hand. The Snow Spirit Lord, who was about to continue attacking Cheng Wenming, also stopped because in front of him, the space was distorted and a chain hammer hit him in the face.
Tan Zeshan did not take back his life-saving magic weapon, the Iron Scroll of Alchemy, but instead raised a chain hammer and attacked. His spiritual power was mainly earth-type, and he was good at long-lasting force. He usually had both offense and defense. The Iron Scroll of Alchemy was for defense, and the chain hammer was for offense. It was a set of skills. Although his cultivation was far inferior to Cheng Wenming's, his attack at this time was not inferior to Cheng Wenming's just now.
What is unexpected is that Tan Zeshan, as a Confucian monk, actually has such a domineering side. The moment the chain hammer appeared, the hammer head quickly grew larger and longer in the wind. In an instant, a huge black object occupied 30% of the width of the melt cave and smashed towards the Snow Spirit Lord who was about to chase Cheng Wenming. The chain hammer seemed extremely heavy, but when Tan Zeshan pinched his hands, a white spiritual power hit the long iron chain, and a series of undulating waves suddenly appeared on the surface of the chain. These white waves instantly moved forward along the iron chain and covered the hammer head. The huge hammer head seemed to ignore the space in an instant and appeared about two feet in front of the Snow Spirit Lord's face.
The sudden attack really startled the Snow Spirit Lord, and then he roared, crossed his arms and blocked his chest. There was another sound of metal clashing, and a figure quickly flew to the back. This time it was Tan Zeshan. He came and went quickly, and it was obvious that his strength was far inferior to that of the Snow Spirit Lord. He was bleeding from the corners of his mouth in the air, and he suffered a great loss in the head-on confrontation.
The Snow Spirit Lord just chuckled, and when he was about to chase forward, his speed suddenly dropped, because where his arms collided with the chain hammer, a large white pit appeared, and white smoke was coming out of the pit. The originally indestructible ice and snow armor on the surface of the Snow Spirit Lord melted away like spring snow, and even the long, crystal-clear ice strips inside his arms, as big as human bones, were clearly visible, and several of them were dripping with blue liquid, which made the Snow Spirit Lord look a little painful. The next moment, his whole body was filled with blue heat, which kept flowing to the wounds on his arms, and it returned to normal in just a moment.
As he retreated, Tan Zeshan sighed inwardly with regret. Although what he had just used was not the righteous energy, it was also the Confucian great and righteous spiritual power, which also had huge damage to evil things. Although it was not as harmful as the Yang Fire to evil things, the Snow Spirit Lord's special physique could not swallow it immediately. Cheng Wenming's fire-based magical powers could obviously restrain ordinary snow spirits and other evil things here, but he was wary of the Snow Spirit Lord. His skills could give the Snow Spirit Lord a fatal blow at the critical moment, which was definitely not something Ye Xiuwen and Tan Zeshan could do. If they set an ambush and set up bans according to the previous plan, then after consuming a lot of Snow Spirit Lord's physical strength, Cheng Wenming would be the last person to kill the Snow Spirit Lord. But now Cheng Wenming is not as effective as Ye Xiuwen and Tan Zeshan, unless his cultivation reaches the false pill realm, then he can suppress the Snow Spirit Lord with absolute strength.
The Snow Spirit Lord now had a fearful look on his face, and his gaze towards Tan Ze Shan became more ferocious. The next moment, he immediately rushed towards Tan Ze Shan again, but this time he was obviously more cautious during the charge.
Cheng Wenming and Tan Zeshan looked at each other, and the two stepped forward again. After a few more encounters, the eyes of the Snow Spirit Lord gradually brightened. The chain hammer monk who had caused him great harm, except for the first few powerful attacks, the power of the chain hammer that made him palpitate was gradually weakening.
Just as expected, Tan Zeshan's chain hammer attack caused considerable damage to the Snow Spirit Lord with its great power, but his realm was only the middle stage of foundation building. Facing the monsters of the same level, he had to consume more spiritual power. Each attack required more than 60% of his spiritual power to cause damage to the Snow Spirit Lord, otherwise it could only be a barrier. In this way, the life-and-death battle between masters often took only a few moves, and life and death were decided. His spiritual power was consumed quite sharply. With his cultivation level, this phenomenon would occur at least in dozens of moves, because Cheng Wenming was constantly restraining the Snow Spirit Lord. However, Tan Zeshan had to use 30% of his strength to defend against the Iron Scroll and Dan Book on the side. Just a few moves made his forehead sweat.
For a while, the two sides were evenly matched. One wanted to defeat the opponent as soon as possible, while the other wanted to find an opportunity to escape during the battle. After several lightning-fast exchanges, neither Cheng Wenming nor the other had the opportunity to escape from the battle circle. The snow spirit relied on its strong body and did not give the two people the possibility to escape from him in the narrow cave space. On the other side, although Ye Xiuwen had no problem defending himself, he still took the initiative to bear the attack of the snow spirit, allowing his iron scroll to expand and even cover most of the other iron scroll.
But this balance could not last long. The Snow Spirit Lord let out a high-pitched roar, followed by a series of explosions. Ye Xiuwen's face turned pale, his body kept shaking, and his spiritual power began to circulate at a faster speed. This was because the Snow Spirit outside the shield began to choose to self-destruct its demon core, causing the two shields to be covered with a thick layer of blue phantom fire, which began to burn slowly. Even Tan Zeshan had to turn back from time to time to reinforce the Iron Scroll Alchemy Book under his spiritual control, but even so, those blue phantom fires had made the Iron Scroll Alchemy Book make a "cracking" sound, like broken ice cracking. Even a foundation-building cultivator could not defend for long in the face of wave after wave of first-level monsters that were willing to self-destruct.
If it was a normal situation to deal with these hundred snow spirits, with Ye Xiuwen's cultivation level, he could just dodge and hunt among them like a fish. But now that he has to confront them head-on, the situation is completely different.
After holding on for a few more breaths, Ye Xiuwen let out a low roar, veins bulging on his forehead. "This is not good. I can't hold on for more than twenty breaths. After ten breaths, I will let go of the defense and work together to break out. Only then will we have a chance of survival." He quickly transmitted a message to Cheng Wenming and the others.
At this time, Cheng Wenming was also looking for a suitable opportunity to escape. He only thought about how to escape. He did not hate Li Yan for his sudden disappearance, but was more afraid of Li Yan's mystery. He only hoped that he would not add insult to injury. Hearing Ye Xiuwen's urgent voice transmission, Cheng Wenming gritted his teeth, and a flash of light appeared in his hand. The Azure Dragon Crescent Blade disappeared, and a red iron ruler appeared. He shook his hand violently, blood rushed to his face, and balls of fire rose from the red iron ruler. With his fat body, he looked like a fire god descending to the world.
At this moment, Cheng Wenming no longer cared about using his fire magic and magic weapons, otherwise his combat power would only be 70% of the original. If he continued like this, he might be killed by the opponent soon, not to mention escaping. The red iron ruler was blazing, and there were signs that the thousand-year-old ice and snow in the melting cave were melting. The Snow Spirit Lord laughed loudly, shaking the melting cave and spreading far away. The ghost fire in his eyes was jumping more and more actively. He also shook his hands, and blue flames quickly covered his entire body. In the slightly dark ice and snow melting cave, it was like a jumping ghost fire, which looked weird and made people feel cold.
“Human, you should have used your greatest magical power long ago, otherwise your death would have been too unfair.” As he spoke, the Snow Spirit Lord had already pounced on him.
Soon the two sides were entangled together. Cheng Wenming felt his body shaken, and then he felt that the spiritual power in his body was no longer under his control and was wrapped up by the other party's blue ghost fire. Then he gritted his teeth and quickly sent a message to Ye Xiuwen and Tan Zeshan, "If you don't leave now, when will you leave!"
At the same time, a sharp scream suddenly came from above Cheng Wenming's iron ruler, and a red crow covered in fire suddenly drilled out from the iron ruler, and a ball of dazzling red flames suddenly burst out from its body. The red flames turned into another iron ruler in the wind. This ruler was 70% shorter than the iron ruler in Cheng Wenming's hand, but the shape was exactly the same, as if it was a mini iron ruler. As soon as the small iron ruler took shape, it was immediately raised and chopped off at the connection between the large iron ruler and the large iron ruler that was wrapped in blue ghost fire. With a crisp "swish" sound, the large iron ruler that had been firmly sucked in was separated from the blue ghost fire, and the small iron ruler turned into a red crow again, and was directly wrapped in the blue ghost fire with a mournful cry. The Snow Spirit Lord who was approaching was obviously stunned. He had never swallowed the Yang Fire before, but it happened twice today.
Cheng Wenming took advantage of this opportunity and while the Snow Spirit Lord was stunned, he was as fast as lightning and ducked under the Snow Spirit Lord's armpit. Just as the Snow Spirit Lord reacted and was about to reach back to stop Cheng Wenming with a loud shout, Tan Zeshan and Ye Xiuwen had already put away the Iron Scroll and arrived in front of him one after the other. Now the Snow Spirit Lord was attacked from both sides. If he continued to attack the fire monk, the two behind him would surely take the opportunity to kill him. He stretched out one hand and shot out a ray of blue phantom fire, which turned into a large net in the air and covered Cheng Wenming. He slapped his chest with his other hand, and a rotating blue vortex suddenly appeared in the middle of his huge body. The blue phantom fire inside formed a pair of sharp claws, which stretched out from the vortex and grabbed Ye Xiuwen and Tan Zeshan.