The Supreme Sword

[Chapter 790] The situation is not good (6 more tolo congratulations to the leader)

Almost in the blink of an eye, within a radius of a thousand meters, it was already enveloped by the cold air, and the sudden drop in temperature caused the ground to form a frost, which spread to all directions at an extremely fast speed!

The cloud crown’s fingers are like a dense nebula, and the speed is like a flash of light and lightning. (w@[email protected]@o@m)

However, as soon as Zhigang entered the cold region formed by Yin Wanluo, the speed suddenly decreased.

There is ice and cold in this area, and all energy entering it seems to be frozen and slow.

Of course, the speed of burst reduction is only relative to the previous speed, in fact it is still hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

However, the speed of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye is as slow as an ordinary person swinging a fist for the Dacheng Peak King.

I saw Yin Wanluo's figure moving, even though the flying cloud Thoreau's fingers were so dense as rain, it was easily avoided by Yin Wanluo.

"You also **** Wanluo absolutely Yin finger!"

Yin Wanluo let out a cold drink, and while speaking, his legs flexed and violently vertical.

Whoosh——!

His body was like a cannonball, suddenly rising more than a thousand meters high, and within a blink of an eye, he rushed hundreds of meters in front of Yunguan!

Rising together with Yin Wanluo, there is also the cold area with a radius of more than a thousand meters!

This cold region rises, even the clouds in the sky are frozen, and a layer of frost appears on the cloud crown that is walking on the clouds, and the speed of advancement and the speed of moves are much slower!

call out--!

Yin Wanluo pointed out, and a light green finger suddenly appeared!

Unlike Yunguan’s Feiyun Thoruo fingers, there are so many fingers.

This finger gang shot out hundreds of meters in half a blink, and shot in front of Yunguan. It was ten meters thick, which was extremely shocking.

It was like - - a great stick pierced the sky.

"Break for me————!" Yun Guan shouted loudly.

He scattered his hands together, and suddenly endless clouds appeared all around, and all disappeared in an instant. He received all of them, and then, like a pinpoint to the wheat, facing Wan Luo Jue Yin's finger, he clicked on it.

All Feiyun Thoreau's fingers have disappeared, and only one finger is left in the sky!

Bo Bo Bo Bo Bo Bo————!

The **** struck each other, and the Wanyin Jue Luozhi suddenly bent and shattered!

Wanyin Jueluo's finger is mainly based on the cold air, and its attack power is slightly weaker, while Feiyun Thoruo's finger is purely speed and attack-based fingering. Two fingers are paired together, and it is naturally Wanyin Jueluo's finger. Collapsed.

However, every inch of Feiyun Solo's Finger defeats Wanyin Jue Luo's finger, it will be covered with a layer of frost. When all the Ten Thousand Yin Jue Luo's Fingers are defeated, the entire Feiyun Soruo's finger will also become one. Root popsicle.

An extremely cold breath suddenly spread from fingertips to Yunguan's body, causing him to shiver suddenly.

"Hehehehe...!" Yin Wanluo's voice suddenly sounded in front of the cloud crown, "It's useless if it breaks!"

The piercing sound of thorns whizzed, Yin Wanluo shot like electricity, and another Wanluo Yin pointed towards Yunguan.

Yun Guan was invaded by the cold air, his body was stiff, and his speed suddenly slowed down a lot. Yu Yin Wanluo righted more than ten fingers, but finally slowed down, unable to keep up with Yin Wanluo's speed, and was shot by a Wanluo absolutely Yin finger. Middle chest.

A blood hole was created immediately, and the blood shot violently, Yun Guan's chest was almost shot through, and his body was like an arrow, suddenly flying backwards.

"I admit defeat!" Yun Guan spit out a blood almost as cold as ice in the air, said.

The second match ended. Although Yin Wanluo was not as clean and fast as Jianrenhao, he always won. The evil faction pulled back one round and formed a situation of one loss and one victory.

"In the third game, I will play with Fire Phoenix----!"

Just as Yin Wanluo flew back, a red figure, like a fire, flew out from the wicked king. She was a beautiful and extremely beautiful woman, who looked like seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a fiery red dress. With long fiery red hair, the whole person is like a phoenix rushing out of the flames.

She is the first beauty of the evil sect, and the daughter of the Zoroastrian leader, Huofeng, and Fan Binger of the Piaoxue Pavilion are also called the number one beauty of Tianzhou.

Huofeng flew to Tianlong Taichung, and Feng's eyes fixed on Fan Bing'er from a distance, and said: "Fan Xiaoniu, come and play with sister!"

Huofeng is 26 years old, a little over half a year older than Fan Bing'er, and both of them have just turned 25 and become great masters.

Fan Bing'er was only more than half a year in the time of becoming a king, and Huofeng has been more than a year, and in terms of cultivation base, Huofeng should be more vigorous.

However, the strength of a martial artist has never been more powerful than someone who has cultivated for a long time. Everything has to be confirmed by actual combat.

Fan Bing'er and Huofeng are the only queens on both sides. They will inevitably collide with each other. Fan Bing'er has long regarded Huofeng as her opponent. Now being challenged by name, he naturally flew down from the platform and flew into the dragon. Taichung.

Fan Bing'er's expression was cold, like a piece of ice, and Huofeng's expression was hot, like a ball of flame.

Both of them are Tianzhou's most outstanding beauty, but they have different beauty. Standing together, they have their own merits, which is a visual feast.

Not to mention Jian Renhao, Yin Wanluo...and the younger kings, even the older kings present, looked at the two women with a little light.

Huo Feng looked at Fan Bing'er. Although the two were of equal fame, one was in the Righteous Alliance and the other in the Evil Sect Alliance.

"Fight as long as you want, what to see?" Fan Bing'er said coldly.

Huo Feng smiled slightly, and said: "I heard that your beauty is as famous as your sister. Of course, she wants to see if you are worthy of the name. Now it seems that their evaluation is pretty good, but you look good, but too indifferent, like With a cry of ice, come, let Sister’s heat warm you and give Sister a smile!"

Fan Bing'er looked cold all the time, and said: "If you want to fight, just fight, what a laugh!"

"Haha...! You are too boring if you don't even smile!"

Huo Feng laughed and said, "How awful typing is, sister accompany you to play, Fan Xiaoniu, if you don't work, you will surrender quickly. Seeing you are like a flower, it hurts if your sister broke you!"

"You talk too much. If you want to fight, you can fight. If you don't fight, you will surrender!" Fan Binger's expression remained unchanged.

"Then come on--!"

As soon as Huofeng's smile closed, her expression became very serious when the battle began.

call----!

As the fire phoenix moved, a flame suddenly ignited on her body, and in an instant, the flames raged into the sky, burning waves of thousands of meters.

A huge fire phoenix suddenly soared into the sky from the monstrous flames, reaching a kilometer long, and rushed down towards Fan Bing'er.

The terrifying heat wave rushed in, and Xuantian felt it instantly on the east platform.

At this moment, Fan Bing'er moved. With a stroke of her hands, the sky above her head suddenly changed, and thousands of snow and ice suddenly fell.

Xuantian felt that the heat was gone and a icy wind was blowing!

In the next instant, Fan Bing'er had a long sword cast like ice crystals in his hand. With a single sword, countless ice and snow condensed to form a huge ice crystal sword, slashing towards the huge fire phoenix that rushed forward.

In the blink of an eye, the Fire Phoenix was chopped off by the Ice Crystal Sword Gang, but the Ice Crystal Sword Gang was also incinerated into nothingness by the Fire Phoenix's momentum.

"Fire Dance Dragon Snake————!" Huofeng's tender voice came from the flames.

Vaguely visible, the fiery body of the fire phoenix dancing lightly in the flames.

Together with the fire dance, long flames stretched out from the flames and turned into dragons and snakes, twisting their bodies, the fire snakes swimming on the ground, and the fire dragon flying into the sky, but they all strangled Fan Bing'er without exception. Come.

Fan Bing'er didn't say a word, her expression was cold, and she was completely compatible with the snow and ice in the sky beside her, and her artistic conception was completely compatible. With every sword she cut, it would provoke endless snow and ice in the sky, and the ice crystal sword can be used endlessly.

cut--! cut--! cut--!

Facing Huofeng’s trick of the Fire Dance Dragon and Snake, Fan Bing’er had only one trick, and that was to cut--!

When Jian Gang passed, the fire dragon broke, the fire snake collapsed, and it became invisible under the snow and ice!

The two of you come and go, in the world of ice and fire, constantly clashing, fighting for more than half an hour without a winner.

In the end, this round was terminated by the Patriarch of both sides, which was considered a tie.

In the fourth game, Lian Zijun flew out from the eastern stage.

At the same time, a young king dressed in black flew out of the western platform. It was Mo Lin of the Dark Moon Cult!

If you look closely, you can see that there is a black moon embroidered on Mo Lin's black clothes.

"Are you that Lian Zijun?" Mo Lin raised his head, looking down at Lian Zijun from top to bottom.

Mo Lin is 27 years old, and even Zijun is 25 years old. They are both great masters. No matter how they are, Lian Zijun has great potential, but Mo Lin's tone doesn't seem to put Lian Zijun too much in his eyes.

Mo Lin has a record of leapfrogging challenges, but Lian Zijun has not!

Moreover, Jian Renhao, the head of the Four Masters of the Right Way, has always looked down upon Sijie and Lian Zijun~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This evil faction is naturally heard.

It can be said that Lian Zijun is the most outstanding junior enchanting genius, no matter in the right way or the evil faction, and his reputation is the bottom.

Regarding Mo Lin's tone, Lian Zijun was not angry at all, nodded, and said, "It's right here, Brother Mo Lin, please be merciful!"

The kings of the Righteous Path Alliance were taken aback, saying this before they even started, it was almost tantamount to surrendering.

Even the elders of the family lowered their heads slightly when they felt the eyes of the kings of the Sword Family and Feiyun Sect.

"嘁————! He is really unreliable!" Jian Renhao said disdainfully.

While speaking, Jian Renhao glanced at Xuantian. If Lian Zijun had lost, the right path would have won, two losses and one tie, and the evil faction had two wins, one loss and one tie. Obviously the evil faction had the advantage.

In the fifth match, even if Xuantian won, it was only a tie, and whether it was a loss or a tie, it would be a loss.

The situation is quite bad!

The four contests ended very quickly, and Lian Zijun's strength was indeed not as good as Mo Lin's strength. He fell from the first move, showed his defeat from the second move, and continued to work hard after the third move.

However, Lian Zijun supported a total of seven moves, until after ten moves, Lian Zijun shouted to admit defeat!

There was no injury at all, so he surrendered and he was the first person.

Sure enough, the situation was almost as Jian Renhao had expected. The Right Path Alliance had lost two games, one win and one tie, and the possibility of victory had already been lost.

In the fifth game, there were only two results: failure or tie.

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The sixth one is here. My outbreak is coming, brothers, do you have your monthly pass? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start (qidian). Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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