Wan Feng looked at Xiao Chen who took out the Moon Shadow Sword, and said with a ferocious smile: "Don't let me down, white-robed swordsman. (Learn from w.ou.m)"
Flower Cage!
Spreading his five fingers, Wan Feng patted Xiao Chen lightly, and a flower shadow embedded in the ground appeared on the ring at Xiao Chen's feet.
Sensing strange energy flowing in the ground, Xiao Chen's expression changed slightly, he stood up and leaped out.
Wan Feng smiled softly and pulled his right hand back. The ice flower shadow on the ground suddenly came out and formed a huge ice flower.
The layers of ice petals, with a diameter of up to a hundred meters, were like a giant mouth, biting fiercely at Xiao Chen in the air.
It seems that Wan Feng has learned new martial arts in the Yinji Sect. The last time he fought with him, he had never seen such weird martial arts.
The flowers soared into the sky, and there was a rhizome connected to the ground. From a distance, it looked like a real flower dancing in the wind.
The surrounding cold air slowly gathered, and the stem grew longer and longer, and the flowers chased Xiao Chen and kept biting them.
No matter how Xiao Chen dodges, he can't get rid of it directly. Wan Feng smiles slightly, taps his toes, turns into a white shadow and kills Xiao Chen.
Bang bang bang!
On a pair of fleshy palms, which were as transparent as ice and shone with a faint cold light, Wan Feng waved three palms in a row, trying to block Xiao Chen's path.
Each palm wind forms an ice storm in the void. When the storm roars, it seems to be able to shatter the mountain peaks.
"What a powerful ice essence. He is worthy of being the disciple of Old Man Yinji."
The disciples of the Haotian Sect around them secretly smacked their tongues when they saw the three palms Wan Feng wielded. They were able to condense the ice essence to such an extent.
Even the top disciples of the inner sect of the Yinji Sect may not be able to do it. Only a few disciples of the Yinji Old Man can do it.
Xiao Chen didn't feel much about the ice storm that others could avoid. He was a swordsman, and with the blessing of his sword intention, he was never afraid of such head-on competition.
In the past, when I had perfected 60% of my sword intention, I would not be afraid of such a true energy storm, but now I don't even need to take it seriously.
call out!
The lightning flashed, and Xiao Chen only used 60% of his sword energy to slash three times with three wisps of purple sword energy. Like a blade cutting through the sky, it split the three true energy storms in half.
The storm shattered and turned into countless blizzards, drifting away.
Wan Feng's face showed a slight shock, and it was a little unexpected that Xiao Chen's sword intention was progressing at such a rapid pace, which was completely different from what it was in the Cang Qiong Realm.
But this was also what he expected. Seeing Xiao Chen break through three storms, he flashed back, spread his fingers, and took a photo directly.
Cold Yin Palm!
The ice spirit energy floating in the air condensed into a huge palm, formed out of thin air, and pressed directly towards Xiao Chen.
The palm of the hand contains the special ice conception of the Yinji Sect. The surrounding yin and yang are out of balance, and the power of the yang attribute is constantly being squeezed out.
Balls of sun fire formed, flying towards the surroundings like arrows. The sun fire fell to the ground, exploding deep pits.
Some unlucky Haotian Sect disciples were hit by the Yang Fire and spit out a mouthful of blood, which shocked the others.
Xiao Chen's face was slightly condensed. This palm was Wan Feng's secret skill. It seemed that the other party was determined to force him into the ice flowers that were chasing after him.
But with this palm, there is still a little bit left, the Four Seasons Sword Technique is endless!
All over Xiao Chen, spring, summer, autumn and winter, all kinds of strange phenomena, such as the flowing water in spring, the scorching sun in summer, the bleak autumn wind, and the ruthless winter snow.
Picture after picture, the picture of the cycle of seasons and endless life is derived.
boom!
The sword light collided with the ice palm in the air, and a thunderous wave of air erupted, radiating in all directions.
Under the counterattack of the power of endless reincarnation, the Hanyin Palm, which Wan Feng had placed high hopes on, turned into tiny bits of ice and scattered in all directions.
Seeing Xiao Chen acting so relaxed and at ease, Wan Feng felt angry and a little confused as to why his cultivation level had soared and the secret skills he had learned could not be used against Xiao Chen in the end.
Moreover, the gap seemed to be even greater than when he was in the Cangqiong Realm. In the past, Xiao Chen had to work hard to face him, but now he didn't care at all, and his attitude seemed relaxed.
In mid-air, the two fought fiercely, and the result was somewhat unexpected.
The menacing Wan Feng tried his best to use all kinds of powerful martial arts, but he still couldn't help Xiao Chen.
The white-robed swordsman in the sky was stepping on the phantom of a blue dragon. He was ups and downs, destroying Wan Feng's various killing moves one by one, and he seemed to still have some leftover power.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly and said: "Wan Feng, is this what you said is extraordinary? It's nothing more than that. I really don't see any progress other than your cultivation."
"hateful!"
Being teased by Xiao Chen, Wan Feng became even more angry. He shouted loudly and mobilized his true energy. The surrounding air dropped sharply, forming a terrifying cold current.
Ice big handprint!
The cold wind suddenly started, and all the cold currents suddenly merged together to form a giant ice palm, with dense lines in the palm.
The ice palm appeared too fast, as if it suddenly grew out of the air, and caught Xiao Chen tightly in an instant.
Wan Feng looked a little pale and laughed loudly: "Look at how crazy you are, I will crush you to death!"
The situation of the battle suddenly reversed, leaving everyone stunned. Gong Yangyu and Yue Chenxi couldn't help but want to fly up directly.
The huge ice palm, controlled by Wan Feng, held Xiao Chen tightly, and there was a huge force in the cold air, trying to crush Xiao Chen into a meat pie.
Xiao Chen felt the strength in his palm for a moment and then didn't care much. He had already practiced the Cang Ming Body Refining Technique to the seventh level, and his physical body was now comparable to the first-level holy body.
If other Martial Emperors of the same level were caught by him like this, they would probably be internally injured on the spot, and their internal organs would be broken by the huge squeezing force.
But Xiao Chen's physical body was already so terrifying, how could he still be afraid? The energy and blood in his body surged, dispelling the chill. He clenched his hands tightly, and the twelve dragon holes on his left and right arms quietly opened.
broken!
The surging power burst out, and the ice palm shattered suddenly, turning into huge pieces of ice chips, scattered on the ring with a bang.
Wan Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and immediately fell to the ground, his face pale and bloodless.
Sensing the ice flower chasing behind him, Xiao Chen opened his huge mouth and bit at him again. Xiao Chen was too lazy to dodge, turned around and inserted his knife into the flower bud.
Dacheng's sword intent was secretly released, the ice buds shattered directly, and the roots broke inch by inch.
Wan Feng on the ground looked at Xiao Chen standing in the void, his eyes dimmed, and he looked extremely depressed. Two months ago, Xiao Chen's strength was almost the same as him.
If it weren't for that heaven-level martial skill, it's hard to say who would win, but two months later, Xiao Chen's growth in the Kunlun world quickly pushed him to an unreachable position.
Seeing Xiao Chen's complete victory, Gong Yangyu and Yue Chenxi couldn't help but feel relieved and smiled.
Beside the ring, Bai Wuxue, who had been watching the competition, said calmly, "As expected, master insisted on me coming. If I don't kill this person, my junior brother may have a mental disorder in the future."
Ice big handprint!
Silently, Bai Wuxue, the chief disciple of the Yinji Sect, quietly took action, and his huge ice palm fell from the sky and struck Xiao Chen like lightning.
This palm was more secretive. By the time Xiao Chen discovered it, it had already reached the top of his head and was about to fall on top of his head the next moment.
There is a little more unusual Yin Qi in Han Bing's palm. It is also Han Bing's big hand seal, but it is several times stronger than Wan Feng.
Xiao Chen didn't have time to think too much, he rolled on the spot, boom, a huge sound sounded, and a huge deep pit appeared where Xiao Chen had been standing.
The hard ring shattered directly under this palm, and billowing air waves surged out, pushing Xiao Chen, who had not rolled far, directly into the sky.
Huh!
Bai Wuxue was a little surprised that Xiao Chen didn't hit him to death with one palm, but he dodged it.
"Then give me a slap!"
Just as the thought appeared, another radiant ice palm struck in the void towards Xiao Chen, who was thrown away.
The speed was so fast that no one present could feel it, and it was too late to stop it.
[Thanks to Wei Ai and Zhang Yuanyuan for the huge reward of 15,000 panda coins, and to the Northeast man Thirty-three for the reward of 8,000 panda coins. My hands are still warm, and Huan Jinduo rewards me with 1,000 panda coins.]