The pupils of the Ximen Leopard in the distance shrank slightly, with a look of astonishment in his eyes, and he said softly: "What has this guy gone through in the past year, and he actually got a slight advantage."
Feng Xingsheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a low voice: "Has this guy practiced this set of boxing techniques in the past year? That would be too disappointing for me."
No matter how powerful the boxing technique is, against a swordsman, it is still the wrong way, and there is no way to defeat Bai Wuxue by relying only on this boxing technique.
Stopping in the air, the expression on Bai Wuxue's face became solemn, and he looked at Xiao Chen, no longer as dismissive as before.
"We haven't seen each other for a year. It seems that not only have I gotten a chance, but you have also been lucky. But based on this, you will still be defeated!"
His face darkened, Bai Wuxue turned into a ray of cold light, leaving a crystalline band of light in the air wherever it passed, with little bits of cold light overflowing.
In the dark, the saint once again sat in the void, with cold light flowing, exuding endless majesty.
The cold light flashed and the goose feathers of snow floated in the sky again. Bai Wuxue came to Xiao Chen in an instant and directly stamped his palm.
He didn't believe that Xiao Chen's ten times combat power could continue to be used. In terms of close combat, he definitely had the advantage.
He guessed the beginning correctly, but not the ending. It is true that God's Descendants cannot be used continuously, but in close combat, that is not just Bai Wuxue's advantage.
The two of them quickly started to fight, and the sound of fighting was accompanied by a series of shocking loud noises. Thunder light and cold air collided, erupting into circles of terrifying air waves.
Soon, the aftermath of the two men's battle flattened the entire mountaintop by a foot. Thunder and lightning flashed among the snowflakes, forming a wonderful scene.
In an instant, the two of them were fighting each other with hundreds of moves. They never gave in to each other's attacks, never taking a step back to give the other side a chance to gain some advantage.
Xiao Chen's thunder steps and Bai Wuxue's mysterious cold light steps were both at their best in the void.
People with poor eyesight can't even see the afterimages of the two people. If it weren't for the terrifying vision in the space and the loud noises that penetrated people's hearts, no one would think that there was some kind of shocking battle here.
Snow dances, flowers bloom!
The snow condensed into flowers, and thousands of holy ice flowers rotated gently, carrying endless murderous intent, forming a beautiful storm and sweeping towards Xiao Chen.
The energy burns, the blue clouds burn the sky!
Xiao Chen was not afraid at all, and directly burned half of his energy. The blue sky seemed to be burned, a real dragon rolled in it, and a dragon claw dropped from the sky.
The ten thousand flowers shattered into countless ice fragments, which overflowed and shot in all directions.
Dance of snow, flowers blooming!
Bai Wuxue's first move was defeated, and he immediately used his second move. Hundreds of flowers, including roses, peonies, rhododendrons, sycamores, and laurels, competed to be the first to bloom.
A large formation of hundreds of flowers was formed to accommodate a whole area of heaven and earth, intending to directly cover Xiao Chen and trap him to death.
His face darkened, Xiao Chen did not hesitate, and directly used the Kunpeng Fist. A huge shadow covered it, and the aura of the ancient Kunpeng filled the air.
Kunpeng spreads his wings and hates the sky!
The Withered Flowers Formation was broken. Xiao Chen defeated this move with one punch and continued fighting with Bai Wuxue.
After such a thrilling battle, the onlookers retreated more than three thousand meters, and their expressions looked quite strange.
Originally thought that the battle would be over soon, but never expected that it would be so fierce. Xiao Chen, who was thought to be defeated, not only came, but also forced Bai Wuxue to such an extent.
Every move he makes breaks every move, and he doesn't seem to have any disadvantage at all.
After fighting hundreds of moves, they were still evenly matched, but Xiao Chen lost patience and knocked back Bai Wuxue with one punch. He immediately pulled away and flew back, looking at Bai Wuxue with a slightly cold gaze.
"If you only have this little strength, then I think it's nothing more than that."
With a flip of his hand, the slender Moon Shadow Sword appeared in Xiao Chen's palm.
As soon as the sword came out, there were soft shouts from the crowd, and they suddenly thought that Xiao Chen was still a swordsman.
Feng Xingsheng, the number one swordsman in the south, and Wang Meng, the swordsman among the Seven Giants, immediately lit up their eyes and looked over quickly.
Bai Wuxue looked at Xiao Chen who had taken out the Moon Shadow Knife, his face still calm. He still had a trump card that he had not revealed yet. He believed that as long as that trump card was thrown out.
No matter how strong Xiao Chen is now, he cannot change the outcome. Xiao Chen's failure was doomed from the beginning.
boom!
The Moon Shadow Knife was unsheathed, and a bolt of thunder immediately pierced the sky. Endless thunderclouds continued to roll, and soon the thick dark clouds reached hundreds of miles in length, making it look extremely scary.
At the moment when the lightning flashed, Xiao Chen cleverly used the Qingdi Drawing Sword Technique in the starting position of the Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique.
Bai Wuxue's expression changed slightly, and Mu Ran discovered that he couldn't see the specific trajectory of this ordinary sword, and he didn't know where Xiao Chen would come from.
Whizzing!
There was a look of horror in his eyes, and he quickly flew back, but it was too late.
Purple light flashed, and a sword flash cut through the body-protecting essence on Bai Wuxue's chest, and struck heavily on the inner armor he was wearing.
Roaring thunder sounded, endless electric light exploded from the blade, and Bai Wuxue's body was blown away like a cannonball.
"How is it possible? How was this knife wielded?"
It was so stunning that the sword warriors who saw it all started shouting. Even Feng Xingsheng, Wang Meng and the other three were a little excited, their eyes looking extremely complicated.
"I haven't seen you for a year, and your sword skills really did not disappoint."
Feng Xingsheng murmured in his mouth, but the look of pity in the corner of his eyes became more intense, saying: "If Bai Wuxue didn't understand the will, you might really be able to win this battle."
Others who knew Bai Wuxue's inside story also had a look of pity in their eyes.
After using the Moon Shadow Sword, Xiao Chen succeeded in one blow and completely gained the upper hand.
Bai Wuxue was retreating steadily under the pressure of the brand new Thunder Tribulation Sword, and thunder and lightning formed into wild pythons all around him. The crazy roar and the terrifying power made Bai Wuxue's momentum fall to the bottom, and he could no longer rise.
The previous disdain and calmness disappeared completely, and he was extremely embarrassed.
Hundreds of thunder and lightning pythons merged into one, blooming with bits of golden light. Following Xiao Chen's thunder disaster, they turned into sword light and swept towards Bai Wuxue.
Bai Wuxue gritted his teeth and held on. The saint sitting on top of his head waved a palm, and a snow mountain lay directly in front of Bai Wuxue.
With a slight leap, Bai Wuxue's body overlapped with the phantom of the saint, and he sat directly on the top of the mountain with a majestic appearance.
The mines fell suddenly, the lightning cracked, and the snowy mountain began to shake non-stop, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
Bai Wuxue, who merged with the saint's shadow, had a calm expression and cold eyes. He suddenly stood up, and the sky seemed to be raised a lot in an instant.
Bai Wuxue's momentum as he fell to the bottom of the valley flew up to the sky. The dark clouds above his head resisted for a while and were torn apart by his momentum.
The sun was shining down, and Bai Wuxue stood on the top of the snow-capped mountains. He was as majestic as the god of ice and snow, with crystal halos flowing out from under his feet.
The crumbling snow mountain became hard and solid in an instant, and a counter-shock force ejected, directly exploding the thick thunder and lightning python.
"That's it!"
Bai Wuxue snorted coldly and raised his gaze. The warrior caught by his sight immediately felt that the lingering coldness appeared in the sea of consciousness, the snow mountain collapsed, and the vision of the endless storm was entangled in his mind. .
"It's will, ice will!"
"Bai Wuxue has really understood the will of ice."
"No wonder he was able to kill the Martial Saint. For someone with willpower, fighting across realms is as easy as eating and drinking."
The fear felt from the spiritual level made all the surrounding warriors exclaim in unison. There had been rumors for a long time that Bai Wuxue had understood the will of ice, but rumors were just rumors after all. After seeing it now, he was undoubtedly not shocked.
Ximen Bao couldn't help but reveal a cruel smile, and said: "This guy finally forced Bai Wuxue to use his will of ice. It's a pity that he couldn't be killed with his own hands."
Feng Xingsheng and the others sighed slightly and shook their heads. As soon as the will was revealed, no matter how great the advantage was, Xiao Chen would be defeated, and he would probably die.
Shui Lingling on the Xuanyang Bird had a terrifyingly calm look on her face. The Ziling Bow appeared in his right hand at some point. Her fingers were clenched so tightly that the handle of the bow was almost broken by her!
Only An Junxi, who was on another mountain peak, had no change in his expression. From the time Xiao Chen used the Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique, he had completely confirmed some of his guesses.
"No matter how talented you are, how talented you are, and how lucky you are, challenging me, Bai Wuxue, is destined to be your misfortune. Die!"
A murderous look flashed in his eyes, and Bai Wuxue, illuminated by the light, stretched out his finger, white light surged between his eyebrows, and the radiance of his will formed a circle of white halos that flickered and disappeared in a way that was visible to the naked eye.
The light between his brows brightened, and a small gleaming ice sword shot out towards Xiao Chen along Bai Wuxue's fingers.
This is the incarnation of his will. The small ice sword is only as long as a hand, but the energy it spits out makes it seem as if the space is constantly shaking and about to be torn apart at any time.
Huge coercion shrouded Xiao Chen, and behind the Ice Little Sword, a torrent of ice and snow seemed to form, rumbling like thousands of horses and thousands of troops, rushing towards him.
Many people could not bear to close their eyes, knowing that another great genius was about to fall. The prosperous age of martial arts is not only the best stage for geniuses, but also the grave where countless geniuses have fallen.
Seeing the Little Ice Sword approaching, Xiao Chen laughed and said softly: "I thought there was some trump card, but it turned out to be this. I seem to have a little bit of will."
The purple thunder talisman and seal in the sea of consciousness whirled away from the center of the eyebrows after spinning in a circle. The huge pressure disappeared in an instant in front of the immortal thunder will.
Without giving everyone time to be surprised, the talisman hit the ice sword in the middle of Sumeru, and a crisp cracking sound was heard.
Bai Wuxue's will-shaped object was directly broken into two halves, with a flash of purple light.
On the top of the snow mountain, Bai Wuxue spat out a mouthful of blood. Before he could express the shock in his eyes, he was completely hit by the purple thunder talisman.
The thunder exploded, and the radiance of immortal will poured out, and the thousands of feet of snow-capped mountains melted directly. The air waves surged, and Bai Wuxue's body flew five thousand meters across, hitting the cliff of a mountain peak heavily.
With a bang, the mountain peak immediately crashed into two pieces, and the huge mountain top collapsed towards the ground.
Xiao Chen whizzed away, and Fu Zhuan automatically escaped back into his sea of consciousness. He swung out a knife, and the sword energy was like a slanting moon cutting through the sky, directly cutting the falling mountain in half.
His body floated slightly, and Xiao Chen landed on the top of a mountain, next to Bai Wuxue who was covered in scars, with blood coming from his mouth, and was in a very embarrassed state.
Sheathing the sword, Xiao Chen kicked it out in front of everyone's astonished gaze, knocking it down half the mountainside like a sandbag.
Looking at Bai Wuxue who looked like a useless person and was kicked away by Xiao Chen at will, thinking about Bai Wuxue's words that whoever challenges him is his misfortune, he couldn't help but feel extremely ironic.
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