Qingmu Zhenwen is moist and soft, but it is not weak when used for body defense. When gathered together, it is like a thick layer of wood. When the sword's edge penetrates the wood, it is naturally blocked and its power is greatly reduced. But Yin Wanzhen grabbed the hilt of the sword and felt it in his hand.

There was a stinging pain, and I couldn't help but say "Huh" in my mouth.

The sword seemed to be controlled by divine consciousness. A strange sharp spiritual energy spurted out from the sword, and countless black thorns immediately sprouted from the sword.

Although he was strong at the ninth level of foundation building, the spiritual energy on this sword was obviously metallic, and the sharp tip was as thin as an iron nail piercing wood. It immediately passed through the Qingmu Qi in his palm and pierced directly into his palm.

"No!" Yin Wanzhen immediately sent out a strong force from his palm to bounce the sword away. But it was too late, many tiny spikes had been broken in his palm, and they immediately traveled with the blood, causing a stinging pain.

The feeling starts from the palm and spreads everywhere.

"It turns out to be Lu Wei's Heart-Calling Sword!"

The Cuanxin Sword gathers the spiritual energy of Duijin, which is sinister and vicious, and metal can overcome wood. This sword is shaped like a three-edged thorn, and can produce thorns on the thorn. It is especially good at penetrating wood defenses.

If he had been prepared, of course he would not have been attacked. But he never expected that Lu Wei would be humiliated enough by being defeated by a mere second-level foundation-building outer disciple, and that even his spiritual sword would be taken away.

It was quickly refined.

Only after the death of the master can the soul breath on the spiritual sword be easily erased. Thinking about it this way, Lu Wei must have died in the hands of this person.

This sword is too poisonous, and it is extremely difficult to expel the tiny thorns after it penetrates the body. He can only use the true energy in his body to block the movement of these tiny thorns, and at the same time use the Aoki Restoration Technique to continuously repair the internal injuries. After this matter is resolved, he can go to a professional

Exercise will force these thorns out of the body.

As a result, his strength was compromised. Just one carelessness caused him to suffer a big loss.

The opponent in front of him has now disappeared without a trace. There is only a long footprint left on the snow, leading directly to a glacier not far away that runs vertically from top to bottom like a huge tongue of ice.

Gouzhu had no intention of fighting. He just activated the Chuanxin Sword and threw it at Yin Wanzhen as a javelin, and ran away.

It was obvious that he still wanted to delay time. As long as the time was up and three of them came out after fusing their spiritual swords, his goal would be achieved.

Yin Wanzhen put the Heart-Calling Sword on the ground into the Immortal Lotus. He looked solemn, raised his breath, and floated towards the ice tongue as if gliding on the snow. Wherever he passed, there was no trace on the snow.

This white tongue-like glacier leads directly to the top of the long-collapsed Ji Ming Palace. It flows down like a waterfall from above, almost vertically, and is as high as a thousand feet. The ice slowly slides between the rugged rocks, cracking everywhere, exposing countless ice sheets.

The gap looks extremely dangerous.

Gouzhu is very good at lightness and agile. He climbed up the cracks in the ice under the snow, using his hands and feet like a gecko, trying his best to climb up.

Yin Wanzhen looked up and saw that Gouzhu had climbed dozens of feet high. From here, it looked like an inconspicuous black spot on a thousand-foot white waterfall.

He raised the big sword in his hand, and the sword immediately turned into a fiery snake and shot out.

"Yang Yang Sword, Fire Cloud Technique!"

A wave of fire rolled from bottom to top on this tongue of ice and swept away. Like a broom, it swept across the ice wall and went straight up to a height of a hundred feet.

As the flames swept through, the remaining snow accumulated on the ice turned into water. As soon as the water flowed on the ice wall, it immediately turned into icicles and ice cones. The swept glacier became crystal clear, and a stream of hot air rose from the ice tongue.

It rose, but in an instant it turned into snowflakes and fell again.

Gouzhu was swept away like dust on the cliff.

But after the flames passed, he crawled out of a crevice in the ice again, like an invincible cockroach, and continued to crawl upwards.

Yin Wanzhen frowned. But although his Yanyang Sword was powerful, it was not good at long-distance attacks. The further the distance, the more the power of the flames was reduced.

Moreover, this glacier is extremely thick and cold, and is filled with mysterious energy. Although the flames can burn the snow on the surface of the glacier, it has no power in the ice crevices that can be seen everywhere.

Yin Wanzhen put the sword on his back and jumped up.

This ice wall is no better than a rock wall. It is extremely slippery and difficult to rely on. Even if Yin Wanzhen had the skill to fly on the jade palace wall, he would not be able to fly on it.

The ice wall is as fast as flying.

But his five fingers were like hooks, and he could easily break through the ice. He climbed up the ice wall with his hands, jumped up, flew to a high place, and then grabbed the ice surface, like a jumping fly tiger on the wall, and kept jumping up.

Although the speed is much slower than flying on the wall, it is also much faster than normal climbing.

So in the dark night, on the pale cliff surrounded by wind and snow, two figures one behind the other were crawling and jumping on the cliff like geckos and fleas.

Occasionally, the man in front of me would hide in various ice crevices. After the fire, he crawled out of the ice crevice again and ran away like a cockroach.

The two sides spent more than half an hour like this. Yin Wanzhen was very patient, and he would kill the opponent within an hour if he played hard. If the time was approaching, he would also use his special trump card.

He saw that he was getting closer and closer to the cockroach that was holding its head and scurrying around.

"You're going to die anyway, so why are you wasting your efforts? Why don't you come down obediently and I'll give you a clean end. It's nothing more than reincarnation and rebuilding."

Yin Wanzhen kept jumping and talking loudly, trying to confuse Gouzhu's state of mind with words.

Gouzhu replied with a smile: "Okay! I washed my neck and got it off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a roar, and indeed a huge white object fell from the cliff. Suddenly there was a strong wind, and the force was fierce, and it came straight to the top of Yin Wanzhen's head.

This object is not Gouzhu, but a large piece of ice, which weighs ten thousand kilograms. In fact, Gouzhu's ability cannot lift such a heavy object. But when he lifts it down, he only needs to use his sword energy to lift it.

Cut off some ice layers that already have cracks, and huge ice cubes will fall naturally.

Yin Wanzhen didn't care about this little trick. He raised his hand and used the power of his ninth level of foundation building to split the ten thousand kilograms of ice into pieces!

"Damn, it's a scam again!"

Just as his palm was about to touch the giant ice, a chill suddenly poured into his heart from his palm. This was not the ordinary cold feeling brought by ice cubes, but a strange chill that beat like a living thing and spread like a mountain fire. This made him

My heart went crazy.

With the lessons learned from the Heart Concentration Sword before, he no longer dared to push too hard, and forcefully withdrew the palm power he had sent out. The true energy flowed retrogradely in the meridians, and an unbearable pain rushed straight to his forehead, and his breath suddenly

chaos.

He forcibly activated his Qinggong and jumped up, dodging the giant piece of ice.

The moment he jumped over, he finally saw clearly that the ice was covered with a layer of white flames as light as smoke. It was the mysterious fire he brought here!

The mysterious fire of Xuanyin has been refined by Gouzhu and became his true fire of Xuanyin. This fire ignites when it touches anything and is extremely powerful. Once it sticks to a little bit, there is no way to get rid of it without the pure Yang spiritual energy to extinguish the fire.

Since this fire is a real fire, whether it is burning or extinguished, it is controlled by Gouzhu's spiritual consciousness. However, his own realm is too low to dare to set fire crazily. If the flames get out of control, the sea of ​​​​qi in the body will first be counterattacked by the fire in it.

Yin Wanzhen was furious in his heart. He had no idea that this seemingly inconspicuous disciple from the outer courtyard would have so many tricks at his disposal.

This person has one set of tricks after another, and he never uses them head-on, and his methods become more sinister and sinister each time. Since he has made enemies with this person, he must be eliminated, otherwise he will be a big problem in the future.

In the midst of his rage, Yin Wanzhen had not yet stabilized his figure when he heard a loud rumbling sound. He looked up and saw countless large pieces of broken ice on top, thousands of horses galloping, mixed with countless fine dust and broken snow, and a burst of white smoke, like

The great tide of the river and sea rumbled directly over his head, and now there was no place to hide.

Xuanyin True Fire is burning on the broken ice. It can be seen that Gouzhu first used his sword energy to cut cracks on the ice, and then released Xuanyin True Fire to erode in the cracks and expand the cracks, causing the ice layer to form.

Such large pieces peeled off.

Yin Wanzhen was holding his breath in his heart. His strength was obviously much higher than that of his opponent, but he was restrained in every way. It is true that the right time is not as good as the right place. This kid seemed to be running towards the glacier without any idea, but in fact he was just trying to take advantage of the right place.

Advantage.

However, although this move was powerful, it was not enough to drive him into a situation where there was no way to escape.

He took out a large handful of Pure Yang Pills from the immortal lotus, threw it over his head, chanted the incantation in his mouth, and activated the true energy in his body. Suddenly, the blood-red Pure Yang Pills exploded one after another, and a pure Yang spiritual energy spread everywhere.

, like pouring water

Like fire, it quickly extinguished the Xuanyin True Fire.

Then he used the Yanyang Sword Fire Cloud Technique, and the flames shot up into the sky, and the overwhelming ice cubes were burned into a piece of white gas before they could even fall close to him.

Looking in the direction of Gouzhu, Yin Wanzhen's eyes were full of greed.

Refining Xuanyin Fire is extremely difficult. If Wen Ruxue, the Nascent Soul Demon, had not taken action, refining this thing would have been a fantasy.

But the Xuanyin True Fire that has been refined by Gouzhu is much easier. As long as Gouzhu dies and his soul is weak, he will get the fire from Gouzhu's corpse and erase the original soul breath on the fire, and the fire will belong to him forever.

By myself.

Gouzhu's eyes were also wide-eyed, and he thought to himself: "So you old man has hidden so many Pure Yang Pills, but I am still looking for them everywhere. If I have one and let Xiaojiu out, I won't be able to kill you!"

It's a pity that he just thought about it. He didn't have any Pure Yang Pills, and no matter how much he coveted them, they were all in Yin Wanzhen's pocket. It was impossible for the other party to give one to him with a bodhisattva heart.

He licked his lips, refrained from pickpocketing Yin Wanzhen's breasts, turned around and continued climbing, moving forward indomitably.

But Yin Wanzhen's patience has run out.

Playing with this junior disciple has consumed more than an hour of his time. If he continues to play like this, the other few of them will end up fusing their spiritual species. By then, they will be many against one, and many variables will be added to the battle.

This man is flexible and full of tricks. What's more, Gou Zhu only wants to protect himself, but he is determined to kill the opponent. He has to be led by Gou Zhu and is inevitably at a disadvantage.

The desire for the Xuanyin Fire is also burning in his heart. If he has both the Yan Yang Fire and the Xuanyin Fire in hand, although it is not easy to control, if he can really combine the two to make up for their weaknesses, he will be invincible!

He decided to use all means and no longer hold anything back.

He took out a transparent light yellow amber-like bead in his hand and chanted the incantation. The bead rose into the air and hovered above his head. Then a strong wind carried snow flakes, wrapped him all over, and suddenly flew into the air.

rise!
Chapter completed!