Imperial God Emperor: 0273, Han Jiang Chen Weng
Ye Qingyu The white flames around the fingertips are like jumping Elf.
He was standing on the ring, the white robe fluttered in the wind, the ice crystal frost on the ring was a little bit to vanish, it seemed to shrink back into his body, the black hair beating like a black flame, with an indescribable Aura is independent like the world left, and the whole person is like a fairy who has come to earth in nine days.
A strong wind exploded slightly from his body, and the crushed ice on the platform ground crashed and crashed into Mingyue Lake.
The enemies killed by [Supreme ice flame] are completely transformed into ice inside and outside the body. The slightest flesh and bones are missing.
The ice fell into the water and soon melted away, turning into a part of Lake Moon.
On the surrounding lake.
The Jiang Hu people who had been blaming and cursing all shut up.
How terrible the Poison King is, they most understand it. The legend on Jiang Hu says: "Ning Yu Yan Wang, Mo Feng Poison King", this is the person, even if there are many strength higher than 高 Ruzun Rong All the people were tortured to death by his poison. It was only a death to meet the King of Yan, but it was impossible for them to live or die.
But even such a terrible Jiang Hu giant, in the hands of the Ye Qingyu, just walked a face or two and turned into the water of Mingyue Lake.
Who else can be [You Yan Yiye] 's opponent?
For a moment, the air was depressed, and no one dared to take the initiative to challenge it.
Even when the eyes of Ye Qingyu came over, the Jiang Hu high-flyers all bowed their heads and did not dare to stare at them.
Song Qingluo endured the huge shock in her heart, watching the young people on the Shuiguang Yindai stage, admiring and shocking, she watched this Divine Dragon rising from White Deer Academy with her own eyes, step by step To this day, if this picture is transmitted back to White Deer Academy, Qin Wushuang, Han Shuangfu, Bai Yuqing, and others, I am afraid that I will never be able to give birth to the thought of fighting against such a demon.
Now only those top Sect Successors sitting in Xianting may be able to compete with them?
Those with this idea are not only Song Qingluo, but also the major Sect disciples on the lake.
Countless eyes were removed from the ring, and they looked at Xianting in the main seat area.
Only Three Sects Three Schools's younger generation leaders seem to have the hope of defeating Ye Qingyu.
At this time, some people in Xianting communicate in secret.
"His strength is higher than the previous few days."
"Is he making a breakthrough these days?"
"Breakthrough ... hum, how difficult is it to break through? You and I have been practicing martial arts for decades, and today we have Cultivation Base. Can this small fish from commoner come out everyday?"
"That's because he hid strength before."
"So young, with such hard hands, I increasingly think that this Ye Qingyu should be the Successor of which ancient times Sect. Before the Snow Country stand, the top Sect of Era of Sects have such a means."
"What should I do, move or not?"
"Of course you have to move, what about ancient times Sect Successor? Anything that hinders us must die."
"Some ashes are shining, and it is a dream to want resurgence."
"People can continue to go up, can't kill him, bad his reputation, break his heart, vent his momentum, then we will do things well."
"Well, that's fine, we Upright Sect, killing people, we have to make sense."
The four or five Divine Sense communicate secretly in Xianting, and finally reached a consensus.
...
"Ye Qingyu, ask for advice from Your Excellency."
A quiet sound/noise sounded.
Gray shadow swept away.
There is one more person on the Shuiguang Seal.
This man is short and fat, with a gray feather coat and a **** made of bitter bamboo on his head. A light blue fishing rod with a length of about three meters in his hand is treated as a crutch by his right hand and left hand. Holding a bamboo tube, it looks like an old man fishing in leisure time. He has a natural Aura on his body, and if there is no wind and rain Aura, it surrounds him.
Under the bucket, a chubby and kind face, slightly vicissitudes.
This guy looks like he's 30 or 40 years old
"[Han Jiang Chen Weng] Gao Han, please advise Marquis Ye." Dou Weng bowed and saluted.
Ye Qingyu frowned slightly.
"Gao Han? Are you hated by me too?" Ye Qingyu asked.
"Unvincible with Marquis Ye below." Gao Han shook his head.
"Hate?"
"No hate."
"No hatred, why meet each other on the stage of life and death?" Ye Qingyu wondered.
Gao Han's eyes passed a hint of helplessness, holding the fishing rod tightly in his hand, saying: "Houye shot violently and killed the Jiang Hu colleague. Gao Han couldn't see it, so he entered the battle, Ruo Sheng, It can kill the martial arts Jiang Hu, if it is defeated, it will die without complaint.
"For that reason?"
Ye Qingyu is getting stranger.
[Han Jiang Chen Weng] Gao Han is different from the previous Jiang Hu underworld giants such as Liu Ying, Kongkong Evil Monk and Poison King. He is the famous Baekdo expert on Southwest Road.
It is reported that Gao Han was given a strange painting [Koi Traveling Wave Picture] from an early age, which contains the martial arts uprising. After he realized it, he became a master of power, gained fame, martial artist Jiang Hu, anxious and righteous. The famous knight, later, due to a misunderstanding, missed and killed another famous knight, regretted it, and then resigned from Jiang Hu, hiding on the Hanjiang ferry on one of the 36 waterways of Southwest Road, fishing for Hanjiang snow in his free time , When busy ferrying people, Yin Yin is 30 years, respected.
Such a Senior master who was tired of Jiang Hu's killing, already, met him on the platform for this reason.
"Marquis Ye, please enlighten me. This is my trick, [fishing cold river snow alone]!"
Gao Han reminded you that you should make a saluting gift, move the bamboo tube to the side, shake your right hand, and the fishing rod in your hand is like lightning.
Where the fishing rod passes, the air is like a ripple of water, which is instantly unfolded, and the air waves roll suddenly towards the sides. The momentum is horrifying, as if the snow in the cold river was really divided into two by this fishing rod, which looks like a sword. , It seems like a sword, thousands of miles across the river, one shot.
Ye Qingyu turned sharply and stepped in six steps to avoid this blow.
[Han Jiang Chen Weng] became famous 30 years ago, strength is unfathomable. This shot really turned out to be a thunderous sound in a silent place, far above the wicked monk's air, and his moves were natural, just like painting a poem. , Has its own strange Tao Yun, contained in it.
Backhand exploration in the void.
Little Shang Sword appears in the hands of Ye Qingyu.
He used weapons for the first time.
"Second move, Qianshan birds fly!"
Gao Han shouts out, the fishing rod is swung again.
咻咻 咻咻.
In the void, there is a sound of breaking.
Countless fishing rods flickered and flickered, just like an invisible brush, painting in the void. The phantom outlines the undulating picture of endless mountains. The towering mountains are endless, as if they are thousands of thousands. Squeeze and wrap it from all sides, surround Ye Qingyu, front and back, left and right, it seems to be rolling like a thousand mountains, blocking Heaven and Earth.
And Ye Qingyu is like a lone bird in the Qianshan cage, no matter how difficult it is to escape.
"It ’s a quick move. It ca n’t capture the trajectory of the fishing rod."
Ye Qingyu was shocked.
This is the first time he has met such a clever opponent of strength since his martial arts.
"Storm of Swords!"
Ye Qingyu has a sword in hand, and dare not neglect at all.
The combat skills he learned from the ancient bronze books are the strongest in attack. Facing the Gao Han move, he feels nowhere to defend. He simply defends with offense. Little Shang Sword is full of maneuvering, and the crystal-clear hexagonal snowflakes dance all around. , Jianmang heavy, wrapped up his body, chopped towards the tens of millions of mountains.
Oh!
The sound of metal symphony is heard like a blast of heavy rain.
In less than a short period of time, I am afraid that the sword and fishing rod collided more than hundreds of times. In the snowstorm, clusters of Mars sputtered and appeared from time to time.
Ye Qingyu pushed [Storm of Swords] to the extreme, but in the vagueness, I still felt that there were three places on the back and a slight numbness.
He knows that this is the fishing rod that broke his own blockade and hit his body.
Unstoppable!
Ye Qingyu was shocked.
The combat skills of [Han Jiang Yan Weng] are indeed born out of Heaven and Earth. Dao Yuntiancheng, each track is like a antelope hanging horns. No trace. This is the Ye Qingyu body inner yuan. The response was extremely fast, and it was someone else. I was afraid that at this time already was smashed into a horse honeycomb by a fishing rod.
"Houye good means, try my trick again [Wan Renren disappeared]."
Gao Han drink again.
The momentum of the fishing rod in his hand changes, and Qianshan Phantom suddenly converges.
The fishing rod is ready, and there are countless more terrible changes.
Ye Qingyu was slightly surprised.
Because he could vaguely feel that the spirit of [Qianshan Bird Flies] was not exhausted. It would be more terrifying if there were endless moves, but at this time, I do n’t know why, Gao Han suddenly accepted the move. , Change tricks.
But Ye Qingyu knows that this cannot be continued.
If you let Gao Han continue to promote this method, your current strength will definitely be irresistible.
He drank a moment and said, "High Senior, so far, stop blame the junior."
The voice doesn't fall.
The silver dragon buns between his black hair moved slightly, the dragon head was alive, a spray of gasping, a silver light as fast as lightning, passed the fishing rod impartially, sprayed on the face of Gao Han.
Gao Han didn't expect such a change, and looked wrong.
Squeak!
The frozen sound/noise came out.
The expression on Gao Han's face turned into an ice sculpture without making any changes.
Ye Qingyu punched out.
Stop!
The ice sculpture was shaken directly, dropped on the platform, and fell into the moonlight lake.
The fight came to an abrupt halt.
Ye Qingyu independent platform.
Three finger thickness blood holes on the back, the blood stains are stunned.
That was the scar left when the fishing rod broke the Storm of Swords defense just now.
Fortunately, the physical strength of Ye Qingyu is extremely extreme. It is much stronger than the same level of Martial Artist. It has encountered several times before and after. The secrets hidden in the body have not been understood by Ye Qingyu. The surface of the skin was broken and bleeding slightly. At this time, under the terrible self-healing ability, already left only three faint scars.
But at this time, around Moon Lake, it was completely blown up.
Countless Jiang Hu disciples, all roared.
Gao Han is dead.
Gao Han was killed by Ye Qingyu.
Before the death of the evil monk, Liu Ying and the poison king, people reacted relatively dull and were not angry. They were just shocked by the strength of Ye Qingyu, but at this time the death of Gao Han angered the sentiment.
There is no shortage of blood on Jiang Hu.
The death of a true gentleman will also make some people angry and bloody.
"Ye Qingyu, you butcher, I fight with you." ——
Second more.
There may not be three more today ...
It's a bit late