Vol 3 Chapter 860: Guild war

The bells are melodious, resounding, and the purple thunder from the sky, Yu Wei is full, a circle of electric flowers on the bronze ancient clock, squatting and jumping, there is no meaning to stop.
As soon as the white figure appeared and challenged the peak of the kilometer, the warrior who hovered in the air could not help but look at the past.
"It’s really coming, knowing that it will be defeated, and dare to fight, it’s a bit bloody."
"Oh, but it’s just a matter of self-deprecating, and what does it matter if you come or not."
"If you can't say this, you can't fight and fight like this, and the nature is different. Let's change it to us. After knowing that Bai Wuxue can kill the half-holy, how much courage to dare to fight."
"Yes, no matter what, this courage, I still admire some."
The arrival of Xiao Chen is beyond the expectations of many people. Some of his criticisms are much less.
Knowing that it must be defeated, but also dare to fight, this courage is a good positive evaluation for Xiao Chen won.
Ximen Leopard grinned, his face murdered and finished, cold channel: "I hope that there is no snow, can leave you a life, otherwise it is really boring."
The number one genius in the battlefield, Niu Deng, looked quite unsatisfactory, and his eyes were chilly. He said: "One year, I didn't expect you to be half-sacred, but there is no chance to turn the sky in the face of white snow."
The passionate son Murong Lingfeng and the Man Yuelou are popular, and there are more pity in the eyes. Xiao Chen can hit the semi-Sacred success in a year.
These talents, even if they are placed in today's martial arts, can be considered top-notch.
It’s a pity that there was no snow, and the failure was affirmative. It’s true that Bai Wuxue refused to spare him a life, otherwise it would be sighing.
The law of the heavens reflected behind Xiao Chen, the ordinary warriors can not see, but these top masters, but they looked at it at a glance.
Although it is not clear enough, it is enough to comprehend the law of heaven, which is enough to prove that Xiao Chen has the realm of Wu Sheng.
Such a realm and talent, so many people are surprised, but still not very good-looking, because his opponent is too horrible.
Even Wu Sheng can kill, this is what the sky, how enchanting, how can Xiao Chen be promoted to a half holy.
Among the crowds, only another mountain peak, An Junxi, looked up at Xiao Chen, and if he thought thoughtfully, his eyes flashed through a different mans.
The elders of the extremely Yinzong looked at Xiao Chen with a cold eye, and said with a blank expression: "The bell rings, life and death are from heaven, and the duel begins."
After that, after a gentle float, no nonsense, left the mountain.
White snow-free robes in blue and white, on the handsome face, a piece of ice cold, not happy or sad, watching the Xiao Chen look did not have any fluctuations.
"I don't see you in a year and I am promoted to a half-sacred. It's good. Unfortunately, I haven't stopped. Now I can admit defeat. I can leave you alive, otherwise I will be afraid that I can't take it."
Looking straight into Xiao Chen, Bai Wuxue said that he is not salty and not light, and he has absolutely invincible confidence in his own strength.
Xiao Chen’s pupils shrank and smiled slightly:
Yes, I will give you this sentence as it is, and I am a bit afraid that I can’t take it.

White snow-free, not angry, laughing, the sky above the sky, a piece of goose-like snow, the ground quickly paved a thick layer.
Ice Holy Handprint!
Taking a step forward, Bai Wuxue’s hand is a shot, a huge ice palm, appearing out of thin air, and shot towards Xiao Chen’s.
Compared with the previous big iceprints, this holy handprint is more spiritual, and the faintness is in harmony with the heavens and the earth. Xiao Chen looks up.
Between the snow flakes, it is even faint to see that an ancient saint hangs on the void, which is photographed by the saint, not white snow.
"This is the high-level martial arts of the cathode class. It has not been practiced for hundreds of years, and the requirements are extremely high."
"It seems that there is no snow in this white. I don't intend to entangle with Xiao Chen. I will put him and die when I shoot."
"It’s over, white snow is too cold, and this battle is nothing to watch."
This palm caused a lot of exclamations when it came out, but I didn’t expect Bai Wuxue to practice even this move. The water Lingling on the Xuanyang bird and the true disciple of Tianzong Tianzong are also inextricably nervous.
"It's a bit interesting, but you shouldn't just be like that."
Xiao Chen’s eyes drifted in the heart and had a decision. His body shape flashed and he quickly escaped. The cold handprints of the Holy Light flowed, and the bangs directly cracked the slabs, and the whole hills were shaking.
The power of the stalwart, the ice handwriting, had to be emotional.
Boom!
The palm of the hand is like a mountain, and the morning of Xiao Chen, who is dodging, keeps pressing. The entire hill began to shake violently, and the collapse of the platform collapsed into countless debris, which was sputtered all over the sky.
At the beginning, the battle spread over the entire hilltop platform. It has to be said that the warriors in the distance are very prescient.
In front of the huge palm, Xiao Chen appeared quite small, and under the dodge of the ring, the people who watched it were thrilling, and they were almost suppressed.
After several escaping, Xiao Chen found an opportunity to slam on the ground and flashed a sacred handprint. The volley rushed toward the white snow.
This clever and flexible body method has attracted a lot of praise.
White without snow is a sneer, his hands are quickly printed, and the corner of his mouth reveals a taunting color. "Wait, you are, die!"
Between the air and the air, two extremely large ice handprints appeared. Making a pose of both hands is like two mountain peaks to be merged together, and Xiao Chen is wrapped in it all at once.
Sudden scenes, so many people's face changes greatly, Xiao Chen between the palms, looks so small, there is no chance to dodge.
If it is pinched, there is still a chance to live, Bai Wuxue actually has such a backhand.
Just when the hearts of all the people mentioned the eyes of the blind, the heavens and the earth screamed, and the golden hymns fell from the horizon.
The bright hymn tells the story of Xiao Chen, and the deeds of Xiao Chen’s past are transformed into a group of golden scrolls, which are shining in the heavens and the earth.
With the chorus of the hymn, the rotation of the time gear turns, the legend turns into a vicissitude epic, and turns into a shining myth.
Some people have the illusion of ecstasy, looking at the flashing scrolls between the heavens and the earth, as if they have seen the ancient history and imprint, giving birth to a sense of worship.
boom!
The double fists slammed on both sides, and the power of the legend was poured on the fists. Two ice-cold holy handprints, in the eyes of everyone's horror, broke into the sky.
The ice particles reflect the rays of the sun, reflecting the colorful ray of rays, interweaving into a dreamlike scene. In the scene, Xiao Chen is wearing a white dress, which is really a feeling of heavenly immortality.
"The high-level martial arts of the heavens, not only you."
Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, and a burst of electric light was shot from the foot. The figure is twinkling, and the glory of the gods is directly blasted.
The situation between the scenes was instantly reversed. Xiao Chen, who had escaped from the previous scene, suddenly turned to attack.
The white snow-free face sank, apparently did not expect Xiao Chen to be so easy, breaking his holy handprint and looking at the majestic beam of light.
The sole of the foot slammed on the ground, and the rumbling sounded loudly. He was suddenly raised a thousand feet behind the snow mountain, and there was a saint sitting in white on the top of the snow mountain.
In an instant, one side of the world will be fixed firmly, facing the flying light column, the footsteps will not move, and the white snow will directly shoot a palm.
The sage of the top of the snow-capped mountains opened their eyes, and with the palm of the white snow-free one waved at the same time, the movements of the two seemed to coincide.
The sage took out, and there was an ancient holy sound between the sky, which was long and distant.
Time and space snow, swaying, not even more powerful, distant high altitude, and even a lot of snow tornado, in a crazy rotation.
These visions, when they are really shocking, the warriors of the peripheral view of the kilometer, can not help but retreat five kilometers.
The power of Wan Xi is not moving.
White snow-free one meat palm steadily caught the brilliance of this majestic, the footsteps did not shake, and the light was frozen into ice, and the pieces were broken.
"I got the inheritance of the ancient Xuezu, how strong you are, and a joke in front of me."
Looking at the glory was frozen into ice, the power of an amazing move, was easily resolved by himself, Bai Wuxue could not help but smile.
How can I break my cold handprints, and I will be defeated.
But the smile on his face has not yet solidified. Xiao Chen has already come to his front, and he has not been dispelled for the glory of the gods, and feels decadent.
All he wants is only close to white and no snow. Obviously, the purpose has been achieved.
All the gods, 10 times the fighting power, the gods and gods!
A shrine breaks through the barriers of the sky and breaks into the body of Xiao Chen, so that his momentum rises wirelessly, and everything in the heavens and the earth seems to be worshipped.
Snow falling in the air, in front of this momentum, suddenly solidified, as time prohibits.
A roar, golden light overflowing, white clothes agitated, roots long hair, flying out of the road, shining, punched out.
Hard to pick up the white snow without this move, apparently did not expect, Xiao Chen suddenly issued a ten times the fighting power. The snow-capped mountains behind him collapsed between Sumi, and the saint who was sitting on the mountain was directly exploded.
broken!
Thousands of snow-capped mountains collapsed, and the white snow-free situation was completely broken. People flew out like a sharp arrow, and they were bombarded for a thousand kilometers in the blink of an eye and landed on the top of the mountain platform.
Snowflakes don't dance, the wind is not bleak, Xiao Chen calmly stands on the top of the mountain, cold eyes watching the eyes shocked the incredible white snow.
The four sides are quiet, and the battlefield changes rapidly. However, there are several tricks in the district, which makes people feel tidal and fluctuating. No one expected that this would be the result.
White without snow, actually flew by the white robe kid!