Dominating Sword Immortal Chapter 337: Ice-breaking sprouting (third)
Chapter 337 Icebreaking Sprouts (Third)
"Do you know what the consequences are when you fight with me?" Han Bingdao ignored Ye Chen's sword strokes, and left his left hand behind him, saying it word by word.
Ye Chen said: "People don't offend me, I don't offend. Since you have committed me, then I don't have to reason with you, cut!"
As soon as the real sword on the sword urged, the empty Qinglian turned into sword qi, and shot toward the Hanbingdao and Jinhuang Taoists, densely.
How can the Taoist Jinhuang stop so many swords, quickly pick up the metal shield on the ground, and defend with all his strength, leaving only his right hand intact, he has no room for counterattack, his mouth is bleeding, and his body is trembling .
"Seal!"
The ice knife is shot, his last name is cold, because the practice is the ice system, and the artistic conception of the sword is also the ice attribute. The warriors on the rivers and lakes all call him the ice knife. The cold breath spread everywhere, and ice blocked Ye Chen's sword moves and mood.
"Cold light is coming!"
The blade of cold air changes again, splitting a knife towards Ye Chen.
Ka La!
The ice-capped air is cracking, like a big crack on an ice lake, and the stubborn sword is invincible.
"Green lotus wins China!"
The left hand points to Jinhuang Taoist, and Ye Chen crosses the sword to block.
Ah!
Jinhuang Taoist screamed, his intact right arm was broken shoulder-to-shoulder, and a metal shield fell to the ground.
"You can block a few sword qi for him again." Ye Chen's body regressed under the slam of the sword. He said to the cold air that it turned out that he had just inspired a sword qi. Jinhuang Taoist beheaded, and Han Kong discovered his intention in advance. His left hand became a palm knife and split the sword Qi in half. The Qinglian sword gas bred from Ye Chen's body can be firm and soft, just like a sword. But around the fingers, the cold-handed sword cut off only part of the power of Qinglian's sword energy, and the remaining sword energy bypassed the Jinhuang Taoist shield and cut off his right arm.
Han Kong's eyes narrowed for a moment, and he said gloomily, "Kill him, you will die too, try it."
"Really? I see how you kill me."
Ye Chen sneered, spreading his left fingers with five fingers, and five Qinglian sword qi radiated along his fingers. Some of these five sword qi were drawn in a straight line, as fast as lightning, and some were half-moon-shaped. A stunning arc, some like a slender cloth, with no trace ...
"Indiscriminate, *** is dead today."
As soon as Qinglian's sword gas came out, the cold air found that there was no way to destroy all of them, only four can be destroyed at most. The remaining two still killed Jinhuang Taoists, but he still intercepted them. The sword in the hand was chopped at a speed invisible to the naked eye, spreading a layer of cold knife light.
Oh! Huh!
Han Kong overestimated himself, and underestimated the unpredictability of Qinglian's sword qi. Five of the Qinglian sword's qi completely avoided the light of the sword, passed diagonally through the head of Jinhuang Taoist, and shot A finger-sized blood hole was wiped by the knife light, the power was greatly reduced, and one was stuck on the chest of Taoist Jinhuang.
Bang!
Jinhuang Taoist's chest exploded, his body seemed to be broken into sacks, and he fell on the gate of the Anti-Magic Fortress with no breath.
When the Jinhuang Taoist was killed, Ye Chen's heart seemed to have a tiny yoke broken. That was the Jinmon Taoist's heart demon. Now when the Jinhuang Taoist dies, the heart demon naturally ends, the smoke disappears, and it affects again Not to leaf dust.
"Kill!"
Han Kong's face is hard to look at. The death of Jinhuang Taoist is the second best. Being killed in front of him is equivalent to beating his face. There is no nonsense. He held the knife in his hands, raised it high, and split it with a knife.
Boom!
The air in the anti-magic fortress was expelled and cleaned for a moment. Everyone felt a sense of suffocation. At the next moment, the fortress was high and several meters wide. Dao Mang first came into contact with the internal structure of the anti-magic fortress, which stimulated the blasting sound of metallic acid. Then, Dao Mang cut to Ye Chen.
"Green lotus opens the mountain!"
Ye Chen is the first time to face the top astral powerhouse, and he is afraid to carelessly, his nerves are tightened, and the real yuan in the body is pouring into the star-sword sword like a tide. The sword-mantle that imprinted the huge green lotus rose up into the sky, and the lightning met.
"Return to the room!"
The movement between the two was too great. When you saw the power of the sword and sword, the fast-acting Astral Power rushed into their respective rooms, closed the door tightly, and the others reacted with a slow wry laugh, full strength Promote the body protector, one by one.
When!
The sword is like a sword used by a giant, and the sword is a celestial sword. The two collided together, and a large amount of shock wave radiated out, flooding the anti-magic fortress.
Squeak!
At first there was a weaker star polar real strong body protector distortion, and then, the sound of the protector real element distortion sounded, most people pale, eardrums roar, only a few Only those who reach the later level of the astral realm can completely catch the shock wave.
I have n’t waited for them to breathe back. A more powerful shock wave blasted fiercely. The only vent—the gate of the fortress—has a beam of light waves of several meters thick. If the anti-magic fortress is ordinary metal Build, this moment will burst.
Many people have vomited blood.
"No, take this opportunity to retreat back to the room."
The top astral powerhouses have a huge destructive power. If you let them go all out, the powerhouses in the early astral world may be killed by shock. Of course, siege is another matter. Dozens of true elements The stream blasted down, and the top astral powerhouses couldn't carry it.
The feet rubbed the ground, and Ye Chen slid out for dozens of meters.
The cold air is a little stronger than Ye Chen, stepping back seven or eight steps, looking coldly at Ye Chen.
"I admit that your combat power is close to the top Astral Powerhouse, but the gap is the gap, and it can never be made up. Take me a trick and break the dawn!"
This time, the daggers in the cold sky are more prosperous, which contains the frozen artistic conception of ice. At this stage of the astral state, after the full potential of martial arts has been tapped out, the remaining artistic conception is sufficient. Strong, then the power of martial arts is endless.
The sound of cracks sounded, and frost was formed inside the anti-magic fortress. The frost became thicker and thicker, and the anti-magic fortress was decorated into an ice world.
"The sky is broken!"
The dazzling electric mang bursts out, all electric snakes meandering and exploding, facing apart from the icy mood of the cold air, Ye Chen urges the most powerful thundercloud mood. The thundercloud mood is based on the cloud mood Lord, supplemented by Lei's artistic conception, and the expression form is on Lei's artistic conception.
Along with the collision of ice and lightning, electric wires and ice debris are continuously thrown.
"Well, the mood of thunder, no, there are other moods in it." Frost frowns, his body urges, and he rushes towards Ye Chen quickly.
Ding-Dong-Dang!
The two walk around, Jianguang and Daoguang cross from side to side. From time to time, they play from the first floor to the second floor, and then from the second floor to the third floor and the fourth floor.
"Ice and snow!"
When people are in the mid-air and cold air, they slash at the edge of the ice, and the ice of the ice creates a mood of snow, and the temperature in the anti-magic fortress drops to the extreme.
"Qing Lian gathers and breaks!"
Qinglian swordsmanship contains two artistic moods: wood mood and water mood. Qinglian gathers for the second half of the seventh style, which only contains wood mood, but Qinglian swordplay is very special, which is obviously biased. The soft mood is aroused, but it has the indomitable character.
Cuck!
Qing Lian was blocked by ice, but soon broke through the ice awn. The mood of wood was extremely strong. When the earth broke, the ice broke. Only the gold mood can restrain the mood of wood, but because The cold Yuan Zhenyuan is too vigorous, after all, Qinglian is powerless.
Oh!
After jumping several times, Ye Chen avoided the cold air of the sword-mang aftermath. He looked down and saw a large area of his chest covered with frost. Fortunately, he wore a streamer armor, otherwise the sword would let him His blood was frozen and his strength was greatly reduced.
"The top astral powerhouse really can't be underestimated, you must quickly decide to fight back, repel each other, burn the real element and blood explosion at the same time, the damage to the body is too great." At this time, Ye Chen ’s The body is like a ceramic, and it has a tendency to break at any time. This is because he has cultivated the method of hardening jade to strengthen his body and has been tempered by the devil. The strength of the body is not inferior to that of the most powerful astral force. Minor, otherwise it will not be able to support such a long time.
"Your secret technique should be the blood demon's little blood demon disintegration! Unfortunately, you don't have a blood demon avatar, otherwise I really can't help you in a short time." Han Kong was sure to defeat Ye Chen, Even killing, but after a lot of moves, the gap between the two is not very large.
The bluish red flames were burning, Ye Chen took a deep breath, and the star-sword sword in his hand seemed to be a lot heavier and slowly lifted up.
"Green lotus sprouts!"
Hoo!
A sword is swung out, the sword wind is roaring, and the greenness is permeated.
"Is the strongest killing trick? That will take me to the glacier!"
Screaming in the cold air, he can see that Ye Chen has no power to continue fighting. This move can completely defeat him. After one move, life and death are all in his grasp.
Boom!
The two men ’s strongest tricks collided, the artistic conception of ice and the artistic conception of wood competed with each other, the sword light and the sword light fell.
What can make the cold air feel bad is that Ye Chen ’s sword light has gone from strong to weak, and from weak to extreme strong, just like the winter grasses have withered one after another. In spring, one by one grows up again and again. Endless, sprouting ice.
Ye Chen looked at the cold air indifferently. This trick is the eighth style of Qinglian swordsmanship. As a top-level top-level swordsmanship, the eighth style is much more powerful than the seventh style, and its artistic conception is even more. It is incomparable. Until now, he has only mastered the essence of Bacheng.
***: This chapter is very slow to write, and it also represents a change. The martial arts stepping back is not just as simple as the move. The accompanying heaven and earth and the mystery are more important, and the mystery is more testable of understanding and requires I have an understanding of heaven and earth and are currently in a transitional period, so it is difficult to write, and I cannot write as much as I can.