The sound of the bell was melodious and echoed endlessly. The purple thunder falling from the sky was full of power. Circles of electric sparks flew on the ancient bronze bell, jumping with crackling sounds without any intention of stopping.
As soon as the white figure appeared, the warriors hovering in mid-air a thousand meters away from the Challenge Peak couldn't help but look over.
"He really came here. He dared to fight even though he knew he would be defeated. It's quite bloody."
"Haha, it's just humiliating yourself. It doesn't matter whether you come or not."
"You can't say that. Being cowardly without fighting and coming as promised are different in nature. Let's ask if it were us. Knowing that Bai Wuxue can kill the Half-Saint Queen, how much courage would we have to dare to fight?"
"Yes, no matter what, I still admire this courage."
Xiao Chen's arrival was beyond the expectations of many people, and there was much less criticism about him.
Knowing that he would lose, he still dared to fight. This courage earned Xiao Chen many positive comments.
Ximen Bao grinned, with murderous intent on his face, and said in a cold voice: "I hope Bai Wuxue can spare your life, otherwise it will be really boring."
Niu Deng, the number one genius in the war world, also had a rather unkind look in his eyes, with a chill in his eyes as he said: "I didn't expect you to become a semi-saint in one year, but facing Bai Wuxue, there is no chance of making a huge difference."
The passionate young master Murong Lingfeng and Man Yue Lou were popular, and their eyes looked more regretful. Xiao Chen was able to successfully attack the Half Saint in one year.
This kind of talent can be considered to be at the top level even in today's prosperous age of warriors.
It's a pity that when he met Bai Wuxue, failure is certain. It depends on whether Bai Wuxue is willing to spare his life, otherwise he will perish, which is really sighing.
The Heavenly Saint Law reflected behind Xiao Chen cannot be seen by ordinary warriors, but top masters like them can see it at a glance.
Although he couldn't see clearly enough, being able to understand the Heavenly Saint's Law was enough to prove that Xiao Chen had the realm of a Martial Saint.
Such a realm and talent surprised many people, but they still didn't think much of him because his opponents were too terrifying.
Even the Martial Saint can kill him. How outrageous and evil this is. So what if Xiao Chen is promoted to Half Saint.
Among the people, only An Junxi, who was on another mountain peak, looked up at Xiao Chen, thoughtfully, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
The elder of Jiyin Sect looked at Xiao Chen coldly and said expressionlessly: "As soon as the bell rings, life and death are determined by fate, and the duel begins immediately."
After saying that, he floated lightly and left the top of the mountain without any nonsense.
Bai Wuxue was dressed in a blue and white robe, her handsome face was cold, neither happy nor sad, and her expression did not change at all when she saw Xiao Chen coming over.
"I haven't seen you for a year and you've been promoted to Semi-Saint. That's good. It's a pity that I haven't stopped yet. If I admit defeat now, I can leave you a way to survive. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop you later."
Looking directly at Xiao Chen, Bai Wuxue said in a nonchalant manner, having absolutely invincible confidence in his own strength.
Xiao Chen's pupils shrank and he smiled slightly: "Really? Then I will return this sentence to you intact. I'm also a little afraid that I won't be able to hold back."
Bai Wuxue smiled instead of being angry. Pieces of goose-like snowflakes floated in the sky for no reason, and the ground was soon covered with a thick layer.
Ice Holy Handprint!
Taking a step forward, Bai Wuxue opened his hand and slapped it. A huge ice palm appeared out of thin air and slapped Xiao Chen fiercely.
Compared with the previous ice handprint, this holy handprint seemed more spiritual, vaguely connected with the heaven and earth. Xiao Chen looked up.
Among the snowflakes in the sky, one can even vaguely see an ancient saint hanging in the sky. This palm was taken by the saint, not by Bai Wuxue.
"This is a heaven-level advanced martial arts skill from the Yinji Sect. No one has mastered it for hundreds of years. It requires extremely high levels of understanding."
"It seems that Bai Wuxue doesn't plan to tangle with Xiao Chen anymore. He will kill him if he makes a move."
"It's over. Bai Wuxue is too straightforward. There is nothing interesting about this battle."
As soon as this palm came out, there were many exclamations. Unexpectedly, Bai Wuxue had even mastered this move. Shui Lingling on Xuanyang Bird and a group of Haotian Sect's true disciples couldn't help but look nervous.
"It's interesting, but you should be more than that."
Xiao Chen's eyes flashed and he made a decision in his heart. He flashed and quickly dodged away. The ice handprints flowing with the holy light shattered the arena with a single blast, and the entire mountain shook.
So powerful, the power of the Ice Holy Hand Seal can't help but impress people.
Boom boom boom!
His palms were like mountains, and he pressed continuously towards Xiao Chen who was dodging. The entire mountain began to shake violently, and the arena completely collapsed into countless debris, splattering all over the sky.
As soon as it started, the battle spread across the entire mountaintop platform. It had to be said that the warriors watching from a distance were very prescient.
In front of that huge palm, Xiao Chen looked quite small. The series of dodges were thrilling to everyone watching, and he was always almost suppressed.
After dodging several times, Xiao Chen found an opportunity. He kicked hard on the ground, nimbly dodged a series of holy hand seals, jumped in the air and rushed towards Bai Wuxue.
Such ingenious and flexible movements actually attracted a lot of admiration.
Bai Wuxue sneered, quickly formed seals with his hands, and said with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth: "You are the one waiting for me, die!"
Out of nowhere, two extremely large ice handprints suddenly appeared. He made a gesture of joining his hands together, like two mountain peaks about to merge together, and Xiao Chen was immediately enveloped in it.
The sudden scene made many people's expressions change drastically. Xiao Chen looked so small between his palms, and there was no chance to dodge at all.
If he was trapped, there would be no chance of survival. Bai Wuxue actually had such a back-up plan.
Just when everyone's hearts were in their throats, the sky and the earth suddenly sounded, a series of magnificent and loud hymns, and golden light fell from the sky.
The loud hymn tells the legend that belongs to Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen's past deeds have evolved into golden scrolls, flashing between heaven and earth.
As the hymn played, the gears of time turned in circles, and the legend turned into an epic of vicissitudes of life, and then into a glorious myth.
Many people have misconceptions. Looking at the scrolls flashing between heaven and earth, they seem to see ancient history and imprints, and feel a bit of worship.
boom!
He swung his fists fiercely to both sides, and the legendary power was poured into his fists. The two Ice Saint hand seals shattered into ice fragments all over the sky in front of everyone's astonished eyes.
The ice chips reflect the sun's rays and refract colorful rays, intertwining into a dreamlike scene. In the scene, Xiao Chen is dressed in white, and he really feels like a fairy in the sky.
"You are not the only one who can master heaven-level advanced martial arts."
Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, a ball of lightning shot out from under his feet, and he used the Thunder Dragon Step instantly. The figure flashed, and the brilliance of the gods struck directly.
The situation on the court was instantly reversed. Xiao Chen, who had been running around, suddenly turned from defense to offense.
Bai Wuxue's face darkened, obviously she didn't expect Xiao Chen to break his holy hand seal so easily, looking at the majestic and bright beam of light.
The sole of his foot chopped hard on the ground, and there was a loud rumbling sound. A thousand-foot snow mountain suddenly rose behind him, and there was a saint in white sitting on the top of the snow mountain.
In an instant, the sky and the earth were firmly fixed. Facing the flying beam of light, without moving at all, Bai Wuxue took a direct palm shot.
The saint on the top of the snow mountain opened his eyes, and followed Bai Wuxue's palm at the same time, and the two people's movements seemed to overlap.
The saint took action, and there was an ancient sacred sound in the sky, long and far away.
Suddenly, snowflakes were everywhere, and they couldn't help but become more powerful. There were even many snowspouts spinning crazily in the distant sky.
This kind of vision was so horrifying that the warriors watching from a thousand meters away couldn't help but step back five thousand meters again.
The majesty of Ten Thousand Jun is as immovable as a mountain.
Bai Wuxue firmly caught the majestic and bright light with a fleshy palm, without wavering in her steps. She even froze the light into ice cubes and shattered them piece by piece.
"I have the inheritance of the ancient Snow Clan. No matter how tyrannical you are, it is a joke in front of me."
Seeing Guanghui being frozen into ice shavings, Bai Wuxue couldn't help but laugh proudly as he easily defused the shockingly powerful move.
So what if you can break my ice handprint? It's still a failure.
But before the smile on his face solidified, Xiao Chen had already arrived in front of him, not feeling decadent at all because the brilliance of the gods was being eliminated.
All he wanted was to get close to Bai Wuxue. Obviously, his goal had been achieved.
The Fist of the Gods, ten times the fighting power, the gods descend to earth!
A ray of divine light broke through the barrier of the sky and entered Xiao Chen's body, making his aura rise infinitely, and everything in the world seemed to want to worship him.
The snowflakes falling in the air suddenly froze in front of this momentum, as if time was forbidden.
With a roar, golden light overflowed, his white clothes fluttered, his long hair flew out with rays of light, and he punched out.
Bai Wuxue, who took this move forcefully, obviously did not expect that Xiao Chen would suddenly burst out with ten times his fighting power. The snow-capped mountains behind him collapsed between Sumeru, and the saint sitting on the top of the mountain was directly blown to pieces.
break!
The thousand-foot snow mountain collapsed, and Bai Wuxue's momentum was completely broken. The man flew backwards like a sharp arrow, and was blown away a thousand meters in the blink of an eye, landing outside the summit platform.
The snowflakes were not dancing, the wind was not roaring, Xiao Chen stood calmly on the top of the mountain, looking coldly at Bai Wuxue, whose eyes were shocked and incredulous.
It was quiet in all directions, and the battlefield was changing rapidly, but just a few moves made people feel excited and ups and downs. No one expected such a result.
Bai Wuxue was actually blown away by that white-robed boy!