Eternal Martial Sovereign Chapter 57: Failed?

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Xiao Yun's palm traction, and the vitality beside him, such as Dragon Snake, burst out in anger and collided with Fanghao's Cold Nether Profound Hand Imprint.

At this moment, the audience was silent, and everyone held their breath.

"This Xiao Yun should be frozen?" Everyone had such a thought in their minds.

Although they are far apart, Fang Hao ’s palm and the terrifying coldness are even daunted by those innate perfection boundary practitioners. They dare not connect with this young man. Xiao Yun took it hard.

In the opinion of everyone, this kind of move is almost dead.

"Oh, you are looking for death!" Fang Hao saw this with a grin.

My own palm is extremely mysterious. The cold evolved through magic methods, such as the ghost cold. Once touched, the gangrene of the bone is almost irresistible. Even the innate perfection boundary practitioners will hate under this palm. He stepped into the innate consummation, which was enough to shake those ordinary True Yuan Realm practitioners, but now Xiao Yun dare to take this blow by virtue of the innate middle.

Is n’t this what death is?

Almost everyone thinks that Xiao Yun will die.

this time, Xiao Yun just used ordinary Xuanjie martial arts, a type of angry sea dragon in Dragon Snake Double Walk.

As soon as the two sides fought, a powerful force defeated this style, and the pros and cons of the martial arts were immediately revealed.

Following this, a violent cold like a hurricane raged toward Xiao Yun, as if to overwhelm him.

At this moment, this competition stage is like a bad place facing the hurricane of winter and snow.

From a distance, Xiao Yun was wrapped in the coldness released by Cold Nether Profound Hand Imprint.

This is just the beginning, but the giant handprint hasn't hit Xiao Yun yet!

Once you hit him, what should you do?

"Good cold, I hope that the branches of my Wuhun will grow stronger." Faced with the violent cold, Xiao Yun was fiery, and Swallowing the Heavens Arts was running at full strength, and a cyclone appeared in front of him. It was just because the coldness swept through that it was difficult for outsiders to find out.

"Swallowing the Heavens Arts, swallow me!" Xiao Yun's thought moved, and the Swallowing the Heavens Arts suddenly ran, like a deep tunnel that sucked all the cold air into Dantian, and at the same time the branches of Wushun branched into Dantian, and those All cold is absorbed.

Just instantly, Xiao Yun could feel that the branches derived from the coldness had grown stronger.

Under the swallowing of Swallowing the Heavens Arts, Fang Hao's Cold Nether Profound Hand Imprint's momentum plummeted.

Boom!

But Rao is the case, the Fayin is still taken very hard.

Fa Yin fell down, and like a godly hand, Xiao Yun gave Zhen Fei out.

From a distance, I saw that the boy was flying like a broken kite, and flew backwards, and finally fell two feet away.

"Oh, I said, Xiao Yun could n’t bear the blow to Master Fang Hao." Seeing this at Lin Xiaoman, he raised his brow with pride, and said to the next Yan Shiyan, the two seemed to have been better Struggling, running against each other.

Yan Shiyan snorted and ignored Lin Xiaoman, but stared at the teenager on the final stage with a worried expression.

"Is Elder Brother Xiao Yun injured?" Little girl Qiong wrinkled her nose and worried.

"Haha, Xiao Yun hit Master Fang Hao with such a blow, presumably all the internal organs were frozen, right?"

"Then Cold Nether Profound Hand Imprint should be a territorial martial art, can Xiao Yun be able to bear it?" The teenagers of Fang's family are all happy, "Dare to dare to compete with Fang Hao?" Is it a joke for genius? "

Seeing that Xiao Yun was blown away, the sarcasm resounded throughout the audience, and the Fang family secretly relieved himself.

As long as Xiao Yun is abolished, what can he do even if his talent is strong?

Everything that is not growing up is in vain.

"I do n’t know if Young Master Xiao Yun was injured?" The people of the Xiao family were worried, and their minds were blank, and they seemed to have six gods and no master. Support?

For a time, everyone was in a different mood, and they all focused their attention on the final stage.

However, at this moment, the teenager who fell to the ground suddenly stood up.

"He actually stood up?" A cry of exclamation rang out.

Soon, everyone in the audience was surprised.

Is n’t Fang Hao ’s Cold Nether Profound Hand Imprint supposed to be frozen all over his body?

How come this young man does n’t seem to have any problems, but there is a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth?

"Are you okay?" Fang Hao was surprised, staring at the teenager in front of him in disbelief. Judging from the other person's breath, he didn't seem to be hurt much. How could this be possible? He clearly suffered my Cold Nether Profound Hand Imprint!

This is a terrestrial martial art, and its power is endless. Once the cold air invades the body, it can quickly freeze the other party ’s vitality, and then freeze its internal organs and even its limbs. According to normal circumstances, Xiao Yun should now It was lying on the ground and became a popsicle. Yes!

But now this young boy stood up alive.

Such a weird scene is shocking.

"Did I have a problem with this blow just now?" Fang Hao felt that his thoughts were a little messy, "No, I just showed my full strength just now, and that Cold Nether Profound Hand Imprint also hit him, and hit him. It's flying! "

Fang Hao was surprised with a stunned expression on his face, his eyes fixed on the teenager in front of him.

"You Martial Spirit of Ice can't do it!" Xiao Yun licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and raised a wicked smile on the corner of the mouth, and walked forward step by step. Fang Hao was staring at himself with a surprised face.

"Are you okay?" Fang Hao was surprised, looking at something like Xiao Yun!

"Of course it's okay." Xiao Yun walked to Fang Hao, slightly narrows the pupil said with a smile, "What else do you have?"

The young man's words are very weak, but he is full of domineering, it seems that he does not take Fang Hao's eyes at all.

This made the audience boil.

"What's the matter?" I thought this boy would be frozen, but safe and sound?

Looking at Xiao Yun's tone, there seems to be enough means to deal with that Fang Hao!

"How did you resist my blow?" Fang Hao's eyes were gloomy. He was really unimaginable. How did Xiao Yun resolve his Cold Nether Profound Hand Imprint's coldness, this situation is too incredible, no It should happen.

"I said, your Martial Spirit of Ice is not enough." Xiao Yun's mouth raised a slight arc.

After a blow just now, Xiao Yun also has a certain understanding of the ability of Fang Haowu Soul.

Fang Hao's Martial Spirit of Ice is indeed not weak, and can deal with the innate perfection boundary repairers.

But it ’s really bad to deal with Xiao Yun.

Swallowing the Heavens Arts has absorbed a lot of coldness almost instantly, and turned it into his own use. In addition, Xiao Yun merged with the Purple Flame Wuhun. How could the coldness be frozen? As soon as he moved his mind, he resisted all the coldness and was absorbed by Wuhun.

With the resolution of Swallowing the Heavens Arts, Fang Hao ’s blow is only equal to the innate state.

The attack just now, Xiao Yun just took the ordinary attack that's all.

"What means do you have?" Seeing Xiao Yun so fearless, Fang Hao's eyes appeared somewhat panic-stricken.

This Martial Spirit of Ice is his biggest hole card, and now Xiao Yun can't hurt Xiao Yun, what does this mean?

It means he has no advantage at all!

"It seems that you really don't have any means." Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes and shrugged. Then his eyes were cold, staring at the young man in front of him, "Since you have no means, then look now My way. "

When the slightly icy words fell, Xiao Yun's eyes condensed and purple lights flickered.

Following a wave of burning aura, he diffused from him.

The hot air swept out and enveloped the entire competition stage, dispelling those cold air.

Then, the temperature of the nearby air suddenly doubled and became hot.

"Good hot airflow." Fang Hao's eyes twitched, and he felt the coldness in his body disappearing.

"What's the matter?" The people under the stage were surprised, "How come there is a hot air flowing through Xiao Yun's body?" This is surprising.

"Look at my Firecloud Palm!" Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed and he didn't say much. He shot directly.

He moved his palms, and a purple fire wave swept from his palm.

The whole void seemed distorted as soon as this hot stream appeared, and the kind of burning aura sweeping across the West was heart-wrenching.

"The fire of very powerful, you rarely control the fire?" Fang Hao suddenly revealed what seemed to understand, "No wonder you can resist my chill, it turns out that you have a fire, but you are not Innate Realm, how can Has the fire been subdued? "

"Don't talk nonsense, take the trick." Xiao Yun's eyes flickered, and between those palms, the purple light flickered, like a cloud of clouds condensing.

Xiao Yun's hands moved, and the fiery flames condensed into a cloud of fire and fell forward.

This Firecloud Palm is only a Xuan-level intermediate martial art, and there is no mystery, but the violent breath contained in purple fire wave is a shock to the cultivators far away. This fire flow seems to have the momentum to burn everything. People are afraid.

"How can this young man have such a strange fire?" The elders of all races all expressed a shock on their faces.

Even the True Yuan Realm practitioners such as Old Master Fang changed color.

Purple light flashes, and the hot air capsizes, seeming to overwhelm Fang Hao.

"Why is the fire in this boy so fierce?" Fang Hao was shocked and hurriedly urged Martial Spirit of Ice to resist the scorching air flow. There was a majestic coldness swept through him suddenly. The stream capsized and was almost irresistible.

The Purple Flame Martial Soul is too powerful, even if it is no longer the prestige of that year, it is not that Fang Hao Martial Spirit of Ice can match.

After all, this is the martial spirit possessed by a generation of Alchemist Grandmaster!

In a hurry, Fang Hao condensed the Seal of India and headed towards the Firecloud Palm.

Cold Nether Profound Hand Imprint is shot like a giant hand, hitting that piece of Purple Fire Cloud directly.

Boom!

A loud noise came out, the purple light flickered, and under the fierce bombardment of Cold Nether Profound Hand Imprint, the piece of Purple Fire Cloud broke up.

"Oh." A teenager from the Fang family laughed, "How can the low-level martial arts compete with the high-level martial arts?"

That is, when this person laughed loudly, the Cold Nether Profound Hand Imprint collapsed under the hot airflow. The cold air was almost instantly extinguished by a hot flame, and then the purple fire wave swept toward Fanghao like a torrent.

Boom!

Under the impact of this fire, Fang Hao flew out.

The hot flames raged into Fang Hao's body, and a mouthful of fresh blood spit from the corner of his mouth.

"Ah!" Fang Hao suddenly fell to the ground, making a scream, and a faint smell of burning smell could be heard on him.

"Fang Hao is defeated?" Hearing this scream, the cultivator under the stage showed a stunned expression on his face.