Chapter 409: Ice Cracking Sky Slash
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Soul Emperor Martial God
- Little Eight
- 1359 characters
- 2021-01-30 08:23:18
The old monster Youyun uses palm skills.
Tianyuan's seven-fold cultivation base blasted out with a palm, which was extremely powerful.
Xiao Yi didn't dare to be half-hearted, mobilizing his vitality to the maximum.
The Frost Sword in his hand was severely cut out.
Clang.
The collision between the Frost Sword and the palm of Old Monster Youyun caused a violent spark.
Old Monster Youyun didn't move.
Xiao Yi was shaken back 100 meters.
Old Monster Youyun actually carried the middle-grade Yuan Qi Frost Sword with his bare hands?
And the Frost Sword still suffers?
No, there was obviously a burst of fire on the palm of Old Monster Youyun.
"Fire Cloud Gloves?" Xiao Yi's expression changed, and for the first time he showed a look of fear.
Rumor has it that in some extremely sunny places, there will be a strange fire cloud.
The fire cloud lays between the heaven and the earth, absorbing the power of the extreme sun from the sun.
The polar sun in the lower Mongolia is floating in the air and warm.
Both the sky and the earth, the two polar sun forces are absorbed by it.
After hundreds of years, this kind of fire cloud has become a treasure of the extreme sun.
In terms of rank and rareness, it's probably about the same as the thunderwood.
According to records, countless years ago, a certain generation of the hall master of the Black Demon Palace went to the land of extreme sun and forcibly took a large number of such fire clouds.
Adding countless rare materials, it took decades to create an evil weapon.
It is the Fire Cloud Gloves.
In those days, the Lord of the Palace ran rampant all over the world and caused disaster for the common people.
Almost unbeatable.
Closer to home.
Old Monster You Yun's hands were naturally not real Huoyun gloves.
It's Wuhun.
Yes, the martial spirit of Old Monster Youyun is Huoyun Gloves.
Ranked in blue rank.
Although it is not genuine, it is equally powerful.
At this time, Xiao Yi was shaken off.
Wan Jian on the side sneered, "Also saying that we are not opponents."
"Your kid was defeated before he met him."
Ye Xiu not far away shouted, "Knowing that he is not an opponent, you still don't help?"
"Wait for him to die, will you wait to die too?"
When Wan Jian heard the words, his face turned black.
Xiao Yi kept silent, staring straight at Old Monster Youyun.
If nothing happens, this will be the hardest battle I have ever encountered.
In the next second, Xiao Yi's figure moved again, holding the sword and going straight to the old monster Youyun.
If the real Fire Cloud Gloves are here, I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with it by my own means.
After all, Old Monster Youyun has the great advantage of Tianyuan's seventh cultivation base.
But only Wuhun, although Xiao Yi was jealous, but not afraid.
He is not the boy who broke the Xuan Jiuzhong before.
The cultivation base of Di Yuan Nine Layers possesses Yuan Power, plus a terrifying Qi Spring that almost fills up 3,333 feet.
As well as the increase in the medium-grade Yuan Qi Frost Sword.
His true combat power is incalculable.
At this moment, Seeing Xiao Yi attacking, You Yun smiled contemptuously, "Overpowered."
However, in the next second, a cold breath that was terrifying to the extreme made his heart startled.
"The ice covered the sea."
At the same time, there was a cold loud shout.
"Small bugs." Old Monster Youyun's face changed slightly, and the Huoyun glove spirit was about to attack.
Just at this time.
A shocking sword fell suddenly.
With domineering power, he imprisoned him.
However, the sword force only imprisoned him for half a second.
In a real matchup between the strong, half a second is enough to decide many things.
For example, the current Ice Covered Sea Slash hit him without hindrance.
It was almost instantaneous.
Old Monster Youyun has become a huge icy tuft.
From a distance, Bingtuo looked like a real and vivid ice sculpture.
Inside Bingtuo, the figure and expression of Old Monster Youyun all freeze.
"It's done." Wan Jian and the others, immediately smiled with joy.
However, it hasn't waited for them to really smile.
The ice sculpture shattered suddenly.
The sky is filled with ice debris and the sky is filled.
Inside, the figure of the old monster Youyun leapt out, his face slightly jealous, but it was more of incomparable anger.
"Damn it, brat, I want you to die." Old Monster You Yun exclaimed.
Boss Youyun has been in his career for many years and has a fierce reputation.
In the hands of a hairy boy, he suffered such a big loss, so he was not angry.
I saw the old monster Youyun waved his hand, and the fire cloud glove in his hand appeared astonishingly.
A flame soaring to the sky, straight to the sky.
Suddenly, the sky was high in the sky, and the fire was great.
The blue sky and white clouds all turned into burning red clouds.
The entire sky suddenly became a sea of fire.
"Boy, I want you to be turned into ashes under this sea of fire." Old Monster Youyun, with a grim expression.
Everyone present suddenly changed their complexion.
The seventh level of cultivation of the old monster Youyun Tianyuan, ranked among the powerhouses in the late stage of Tianyuan, is already extremely powerful.
It is conceivable that this horror method that is displayed is so powerful.
"It's over, it's over." Wan Jian shivered a few times.
"This is Huoyun Fentian Palm, one of the strongest martial arts in the Black Demon Palace."
"The sky is full of fire, enough to cover a hundred miles."
"We who are in the center under the sea of fire will undoubtedly die."
The five county kings also showed panic on their faces.
"It's not over yet." Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and tightened the Frost Sword in his hand.
Just ready to shoot.
Suddenly, a figure leaped forward.
It is night repair.
"Yes, it's not over yet." Ye Xiu said coldly.
"After I break for you, you go first."
"What?" Everyone's expressions changed.
"No." Another orthodox leader said, "You are the leader of the night to deal with the old monster Youfeng alone, you have no power to distract."
"If we go, you will die if you fight one against two."
"Don't worry, I will escape with confidence afterwards," Ye Xiu said seriously.
"Yes." Wan Jian said, "With the strength of the night leader, why should we worry about it."
"Even if we continue to stay here, it will only drag the leader Ye."
"It's better to leave first."
"Not bad." Xiao Yi also said.
"The big deal is that the leader of the night will die, and he will die for the country."
"You." Ye Xiu's face went dark.
"What are you?" Xiao Yi said coldly, "Don't think I'm a fool."
"Thousand Xiongjiao, this battle, I won't care about you for the time being."
"After the war, I will settle accounts with you slowly."
After all, Xiao Yi held the sword and went straight to the old monster Youyun.
Ye Xiu, with a move, leapt high in the sky.
Unexpectedly, at this time, the old monster Youfeng had not been restrained by Ye Xiu, and he had come to the side of the old monster Youyun.
The two of them laughed grinningly under the sea of fire.
"A group of fools, do you know why we are always shot at the same time?"
"Hahahaha."
The voices of the two of them had just fallen, and Youfeng had waved his hand, and a monstrous tornado appeared out of thin air.
The monstrous tornado, instantly merged with the boundless sea of fire.
Hundreds of terrifying fire tornadoes, if they destroy the sky and destroy the earth, it is extremely shocking.
The fastest night repair, the first to encounter these fire tornadoes.
Just one face, he was blown away by the fire tornado.
"Puff." Ye Xiu was like a broken kite, with a long line of blood sprinkled in the air.
The other orthodox leader immediately shot and took over Ye Xiu.
But under this terrifying impact.
Even he was blown into the air and vomited blood.
When the two stopped.
Ye Xiu was burned all over and his face was extremely pale.
"It's over, is the leader of Ye Xiu so vulnerable?" Wan Jianyi and the five county kings were shocked.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded.
An aura of bullying, mixed with extreme ice, permeated the entire world.
"Ice...Sky Splitting..."
Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice, slamming the Frost Sword in his hand.
"Heaven-rank martial arts..." The two elders of Fengyun, his face suddenly changed.
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