The void is dark, endless turbulence, the abyss is frozen, and there are many difficulties.
Here, however, pieces of frost continued to gather around, condensing into a piece of ice, making the void, the ice wall lay across, and it became extremely cold.
Jian Han Zun, dressed in white clothes, wins snow, with white hair and white eyebrows, immortal wind and dignified bones, and magnificent aura.
He himself is not sloppy, except for occasional fights with Ye Chu, he is basically neatly dressed. As the son of Bing Tianzun, he does have a supreme appearance.
At this moment, he held a seven-foot cold front in his hand, called the Ningshuang Sword, which matched his way of cold ice perfectly.
He stood in the empty space, but was surrounded by white light, so he looked bright.
On the other side of him, there was a man in a black shirt whose style was completely opposite to him. Because he was blocked by a mask, he had a secret method to evolve his face, and even his voice could be modified.
In short, he is full of mystery.
The sword repairer, holding a five-foot sword in his hand, the whole body is black, and the dark glow of the dark is gushing out, very cold, and the magic cloud is vertical and horizontal. Forming the shadows of flying winged dragons, it seems that they are transformation mutants of Chaos Dragons.
The Silver Winged Flying Dragon was originally one of the nine chaos dragons.
There is only this kind of dragon with wings in the spirit world, and the rest are all derived from his descendants, most of which have lost the blood of the dragon and become some hybrid dragons.
However, the dragon shadow of the sword repairer reveals the power of the world, endless!
This is definitely the orthodox bloodline of the dragon!
The sword repairer actually possesses the blood of the Chaos Dragon!
Jian Hanzun's eyes were cold and stern, thinking in his heart, frowning slightly, always feeling very strange.
"Is it becoming more and more indistinguishable in today's world?" Jian Hanzun muttered privately, thinking it was incredible.
"Your Excellency, be careful, when I take out the sword, many people are immortal and disabled."
The sword repairer uttered these words lightly, and raised the black long sword in his hand.
Swords are no better than knives. No matter how long a knife is, some people can exert its power more domineeringly. However, swords, focusing on sharpness, lightness, and making heavy swords, may generally be suppressed by strength rather than skill.
Therefore, Jian Han Zun is a seven-foot sword, which is long enough, and the five-foot black sword of the sword repairer is not short.
"This sword is called Drain Flow, and it's Cloud Stream, Ocean Stream, and Star Stream!"
The sword repairer said the name of his sword, which sounds quite artistic and extraordinary.
Jian Hanzun's heart was cold and extremely serious. Originally, the sea of clouds was an uncontrollable image. As for the stars, it was even more so, like a vast abyss. Who would dare to cut it off? Isn't it a foolish dream
However, the sword cultivator has this kind of confidence, so as soon as he speaks, Jian Han Venerable can feel the killing intent rushing toward the sky.
"Stop talking nonsense, I haven't been afraid of anyone in my life, Jian Hanzun, just come on! I'll take it!"
The sword was divided into two icebergs. The sword was divided into two icebergs.
The two icebergs began to move and merged into one, becoming a shield in front of Jian Han Zun.
This iceberg, according to his will, will move from moment to moment and react accordingly.
"Chill, it's okay..."
The corners of the sword repairer's mouth raised slightly, and he began to stroke the hilt of the sword.
Perhaps this seemingly slow action, once triggered, is out of control.
The strong confronted, with a little carelessness, the defeat was set.
Life and death are all in one thought.
The body of the sword cultivator disappeared into the void in an instant. It is conceivable that his speed and transformation are also true.
"I mean to be happy! I mean to protect the sky! Kunpeng spreads his wings, messes up the void, flies in the sky and hides, and picking leaves hurts people—"
There was a chant, with echoes, in the void, there was no sound, but this sound could be here, and it could spread far.
That is a beam of light, coming from the abyss of darkness, that is a door that opens the gap between life and death!
The mysterious and unpredictable magic repair should be a newcomer that the entire spirit world has never seen before.
He lay dormant for so long, and for the first time he showed his face, he made Aurora Sword Venerable Ye Chu become a useless person. Thinking about this matter must be terrifying.
Jian Hanzun's divine thoughts are all over this void, and he can feel the movement in every corner.
He could only hear a gust of wind "swooshing" in any corner, chaotic and indistinguishable.
fast! too fast! The sword is like a flowing shadow, cuts open the huge mouth of the abyss, the sword moves with the heart, and moves the six reincarnations!
This beam of light rushing from the abyss directly condensed him into this indestructible shield that any great sage could hardly break with all his best. This ice shield was penetrated by a hole, meaningless.
Then Jian Hanzun felt that he was cold all over, the gloomy air current, the arrow shot, and the time seemed to be frozen.
Life and death are only in an instant!
"Condensation!"
The cold wind moved the ends of his hair, his beard, clothes, and neat white clothes also began to sway in the wind.
As a tornado struck, his body shook violently.
Only a gleam of light can be seen in front of him, from far to near, from a spot to a huge black hole vortex! There was a thought of swallowing an elephant in the cave, and it shot suddenly—
As his thoughts moved, a cold mist blocked and restrained everything in the space, becoming more slow and stiff.
And this black hole vortex is the same.
The black hole stopped instantly, Jian Hanzun slammed his sword hard, raising his hand to sweep it down with a hurricane current! Straight down and violently strike, colliding with this sword-carrying demon clan powerhouse, double swords that gradually became clear.
A layer of frost covered the sword repairers, and even people with swords. The frost hits like a white mist.
These mists are like maggots of worm bones, eroding the vitality of creatures from the inside out, until they are completely destroyed!
This is Jian Han Zun's kendo, although it is cold ice, there are still categories.
If the Eye of Extreme Cold possesses a substantial ice attack, the cold of Jian Han Venerable is turning the emptiness into reality. At first, it became illusory and gradually became real!
Boil frogs in warm water, kendo supreme!
When the body of the sword cultivator was stiff and completely frozen, Jian Han Zun took advantage of the situation to attack and went all out. With his kendo attainments in this life, he provoked the wind, the wind condensed frost, and the general trend, the wind and frost hit his face, and everything was extinct!
A brilliant sword, like an ice wolf's thump, the prototype of Jian Han Zun's Dao Wheel is actually an ice wolf!
Perhaps this is the true body of the Frost Ice Silver Wolf, the wild wolf is fierce, the loneliness and coldness of the wolf king, and it is unhuman.
The huge ice wolf, with its hair hanging upright, is like a ten thousand needle sitting alone, possessed by the wolf god.
His pupils were also completely milky white.
In the end, the ice wolf magic totem completely turned into his sword light, the cold light came first, the sword edge was dazzling, and the preemptive strike. No matter how fast you are, I should have a chance to make a move in front of me.
"laugh!"
The power of this sword is amazing, and it really broke the sacred body of the sword repairer and passed through the bore.
Jian Hanzun seemed to have no reservations, and between his eyebrows, he felt cold.
However, his heart trembled suddenly, the breeze was blowing on his back, and the body of the sword repairer in front of him became a cloud of smoke.
He went all out, but it was thankless.
His eyes trembled up and down, and he turned around coldly, lifting his sword to connect with the man's sword that was spinning upside down on top of his head.
It looks like the tip of the sword is colliding, but in fact, the black sword of this masked man is in a trajectory that he can't contain, rubbing his blade, gently down!
Suddenly, his eyes widened. When he sensed the danger, his chest was pierced by a sword in the sky.
"Uh..." Jian Hanzun snorted, blood drenched, his body trembled, and he began to cough.
"Ice shield! Runner body guard—"
A circular shield, ice-like, is born from the heart, and it spins fast in front of him with a block in front of him, and the rotation speed generates electric current, faster than lightning!
The small round ice shield is blessed with hundreds of millions of ancient Chinese characters and inscriptions, and the magic spell protects the body, so that all laws will not invade.
A strong light from these spells also knocked the body of the sword repairer into the air, backing hundreds of thousands of feet, and there was a sound of laughter resounding in the void.
"Hahaha... Have a good time! Fighting with a master, really happy!"
Hearing these words, Jian Hanzun had no mental understanding, and instantly closed his eyes and focused, healed his injuries with luck, and tried to repair his Dao realm.
In his body, the huge Dao domain, thousands of miles away, looks like an ice field.
Under the half-step True God, the acupoints that store the aura of heaven and earth are collectively called Qihai acupoints.
At half a step, the true god changed his name and surname, and became a Taoist domain.
Dao domain is huge, there are thousands of miles, or even thousands of miles, the larger the Dao domain, the stronger the strength, and the achievement of the real god of the world will be closer and closer.
Jian Han Zun's Dao Realm is seven thousand li, and it is said that 10,000 li is almost the limit of the Dao Realm. By then, he will become the real god of the realm, and he will be in sight.
The sword repairer flew hundreds of thousands of feet, but quickly flew back. His face was a little pale, and the blood on his mouth was never wiped off. It was obviously defeated by Jian Han Zun’s Bing Yao Shield, an offensive and defensive dojo. .
He smiled and didn't care.
"Jian Han Zun, extreme cold ice, restraining speed, really is a must.
Rumors that you are the nemesis of all speed are true.
However, you are afraid that you have encountered a killer.
I will end your Tao fruit, and you will stop here. "
As he talked, he fiddled with the hilt of the cut-off sword at will, swapping his left and right hands, changing everything, like a windrunner, calling out the cold wind with his mind.
Call the wind and call the rain, but so.
Jian Hanzun's face was solemn, and after healed for a while, he opened his eyes and felt unbelievable!
Just now, it seemed that he had also injured the sword repairer, and the two should have been evenly matched.
In fact, he fell into the trap of his opponent step by step without knowing it.
The seemingly real black hole vortex almost swallowed his life.
He had already concentrated on it, using the fastest speed to start, but he was still half a beat slow. I don't know when, what he broke was just a broken body, blindfolded.
And the real sword repairer, in his spatial domain, should have a great loss of speed, and there is no one in ten.
However, he still made sharp and decisive moves, and the score was not bad. When he turned around to resist, he calmly took out the sword. His injury was not easier than this person.
Perhaps, ten times heavier!
This may be just a test, and the true ultimate speed has not yet been activated!
Then, if the sword repairer goes all out, can he still escape
Thinking of this, Jian Han Zun could feel a danger, the demons, the giants of the spirit world, six half-step true gods, exquisitely respected, and strong against the sky.
Recently, the Human Race has given birth to several half-step true gods, and the Demon Race has also given birth to several, without showing any weakness.
But they have nothing to do with this sword repairer.
A person who has lived for more than 60,000 years, but they all know nothing, so mysterious, what else is the Demon Race hiding
His strength is also one of the best among the nearly ten half-step true gods in the Human Race Alliance.
Today he is showing signs of defeat, and he is powerless.
If he loses, with this person's speed, Human Alliance, who else can restrain him
He can only hope that Ye Chu will get better soon.
Perhaps only Ye Chu is the true opponent of this sword repairer.
"I think that martial arts in the world are all invincible, only quick and unbreakable. It is the most reasonable saying! Honorable, admit defeat, now the enemy is now, the evil race is our mortal enemy!
I don't want you to die yet, don't force me! "
The momentum of the sword cultivator at this moment has become stronger and stronger, and his Dao realm is nearly eight thousand miles, which is bigger than Jian Han Zun! Like an endless abyss, there is no bottom.
"Admit defeat? Ha... My Jian Hanzun has lived for so many years, so I don't know how to write the word admit defeat."
Jian Hanzun walked in the leisurely courtyard, also showing a sneer, took an empty step, Ningshuang in his hand, vowing not to look back.