Chapter 1337: Dead duck

Wei Ziliang's face also showed a look of surprise. Unexpectedly, Hao Nan actually kept a hand, so his strength?
But the improvement of the opponent's realm did not shake his mind, but just counted down and uttered the last word.
"One!"
The voice fell, the roar suddenly appeared, and the terrible soul aura burst out from Hao Nan, taking the lead in trouble.
Boom!
As if his body exploded, Hao Nantong's body was icy, covered with a heavy armor of ice crystals, exuding a chilly air, freezing the surrounding void.
In this dark void, the cold air was awe-inspiring, freezing the spiritual energy out of frost.
It can be seen how powerful it is.
Hao Nan naturally understands this truth by starting first to be strong.
But he also has his own dignity. Waiting for Wei Ziliang to count down and say a word, he started.
The situation is unknown at the moment, but Hao Nan knows that defeating Wei Ziliang head-on will benefit a lot and must do so.
Only in this way can it be possible for oneself to find a chance and find a gap in this situation.
The moment he rushed towards Wei Ziliang, a long spear appeared in his hand, instantly covered by frost, turning into a cold spear, full of power.
In the process of rushing forward, behind him, it condensed into an icy road, which shows how terrifying the cold air is.
And this bitter cold air swirled in the void, blizzard and fog, hazy, obscuring the sky and the sun.
In the blink of an eye, the surrounding areas were already covered by dense fog, which was not real.
In the snow, mist and ice, there are Taoist powers, and it is impossible to know the real situation inside, disturb the human eye, and cannot detect his existence.
Wei Ziliang was caught in the cold mist, his eyes were white, and the surroundings were hazy, unable to see.
"It's interesting!" Here, Lin Qian's eyes flashed with purple and gold light, and the emperor pupils opened, and everything was revealed in front of him.
Yan Yifei and Han Yuanjie on the side looked solemn and shocked when the dense fog emerged.
Obviously, he didn't expect this Hao Nan's strength, so profound, entering the ninth stage of the Dao Realm, condensing this cold and snowy fog, even if the two of them could not see the surrounding situation.
When they heard Lin Qian's words, they were astonished and looked towards the middle.
In the thick fog, even if they were so close, they could only vaguely see Lin Qian's hazy figure, which showed how severe the fog was.
But in this white mist, Lin Qian's eyes showed a vision, emitting purple and golden light.
"Young Master, can you see it?" Yan Yifei couldn't help but ask.
On the side, Han Yuanjie is also very curious, and he really has a lot of skills as a young master.
Lin Qian nodded, and after thinking for a while, he gathered the jade seal: "Imperial power, give strength!"
In an instant, the purple light flowed out and rushed into the eyes of Yan Yifei and Han Yuanjie beside them.
The sudden purple light shocked both of them, but they realized that it was coming from Lin Qian's side, and it also calmed their minds and was no longer so flustered.
The imperial power gave strength, and the two got the purple golden emperor pupil power bestowed by Lin Qian.
In an instant, the thick snow-white fog in front of him seemed to have untied the heavy veil, completely showing them the scene in front of them.
At this time, they also discovered that in the battlefield, the Monkey King in the distance was also environmentally friendly with his arms on his chest, looking at the battlefield right now with a playful expression, not knowing what he was thinking.
In the opponent's pupils, blazing flames could be seen vaguely, and his eyes burning.
"Young Master, this is..." Han Yuanjie next to him was shocked at the change.
If Yan Yifei had some understanding, but felt that this ability was too great.
"I can temporarily grant you a certain level of ability to use." Lin Qian put his hands behind his back, and said indifferently.
The two suddenly realized, settled their minds, and looked towards the court.
After the thick fog emerged, Hao Nan who was sprinting was much smaller in an instant, and it didn't show up. It was amazing.
After thinking about it carefully, it was obvious that the surrounding dense fog had hidden the movement of his actions.
On Wei Ziliang's side, standing still, waiting quietly.
call out!
Suddenly, Hao Nan, who was close to Wei Ziliang's side, had a cold ice battle spear in his hand, and suddenly pierced at the former, making a sharp sound that pierced the air at a very fast speed.
The spear rushed out, and the icy breath turned into a torrent, rolling in, banging on the head and pouring on Wei Ziliang's body.
Yuan weapon armed!
A golden sword suddenly appeared in Wei Ziliang's hands. The moment the opponent moved his hands, the sword held his chest, resisting the opponent's attack and resisting this powerful blow.
Boom!
The collision sound was dull and heavy, and the huge impact force separated the two and retreated.
But Wei Ziliang was obviously more stressed here, and he snorted, and in the backhand, the sword light suddenly appeared and rushed forward.
The golden sword light turned into a canopy, cutting the thick fog across, but in that direction, Hao Nan's figure was long gone.
At this time, Hao Nan, unconsciously, came to the left side of Wei Ziliang.
Han Yuanjie couldn't help but want to remind him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Qian stretched out his hand to stop him: "This is his battle, don't interfere."
"But Young Master, this situation..." Han Yuanjie hesitated, not understanding why the other party wouldn't let himself help out.
Lin Qian seemed to know what Han Yuanjie was thinking in his heart, and chuckled slightly: "Don't worry, he won't lose."
After that, Wei Ziliang had been passively beaten, and Hao Nan kept rushing in from all directions, hitting Wei Ziliang with a shot.
But Wei Ziliang's sensitive combat consciousness was able to raise his hand to resist with the sword at the moment that gun appeared, and the backhand sword slashed out.
The sword light passed, Hao Nan already ran away.
The situation is very unfavorable to Wei Ziliang, that vast sword light consumes soul energy, but Hao Nan's loss is far less serious than Wei Ziliang's.
Yan Yifei and Han Yuanjie, who were watching the battle, looked at Lin Qian with anxiety.
The situation is clearly one-sided, why does Lin Qian still believe in Wei Ziliang so much, a battle that can be resolved by uttering a reminder? Why is it so?
But Lin Qian didn't think so.
Moreover, once he intervenes loudly, it will disturb Wei Ziliang's mood, and it will not be of any benefit to his future practice.
Besides, will Wei Ziliang lose? impossible!
Although from the current situation, Wei Ziliang seemed to be passively beaten, but Lin Qian knew that this was just appearance.
"Give up struggling. If you continue like this, you will just be consumed by me." Hao Nan's voice resounded in the thick fog. To Wei Ziliang, it seemed to be transmitted from all directions, from time to time, and from time to time. No distance from each other.
Hearing what the other party said, Wei Ziliang showed a smile on his face and stood with a sword: "Why, do you think you have a chance to win?"
"Dead duck has a hard beak, you lost!" Hao Nan's voice fell, and the battle spear suddenly appeared from behind Wei Ziliang, piercing his heart.