Unfortunately, the gap between the realm of creation and the realm of stars is still too big.
As the crackling sound sounded, the golden sword light dimmed, and the Xuanyuan Sword and the weapon Ling Yinglong were frozen into an ice crystal state.
Chen Xuan was not afraid at all, not distracted by heartache, and his face remained calm and calm.
Feng Qinghan kicked out again, and the Wujie Sword, the Evil Martial Master, and the Immortal Sword Domain were all sealed in the crystal clear ice layer and fell to the ground with the Xuanyuan Sword.
Ji Tingsha looked desperate.
Is this the strength of a powerful man in the Star Realm?
Domineering, cold, and unreasonable at all.
Only one-sided crushing.
It seemed as if Chen Xuan blocked the three giants' joint attack just now, just a dream.
Although Chen Xuan has not been injured yet, Ji Tingsha has only deep despair in her heart.
But for some reason, can there be a divine light of confidence in Chen Xuan’s eyes?
No one can understand.
"The last trace of dignity of the weak is worthless."
Feng Qinghan's words were indifferent, and the cold light exploded under his feet, rolling up thousands of snow, and the world seemed to be frozen.
This kick was completely different from the few kicks just now, and it erupted with the power of Feng Qinghan's original law.
Even time cannot escape its freezing power! Chen Xuan used the Ten Thousand Torch energy to block it, and countless hexagonal ice crystals shattered and flew. At the same time, Chen Xuan's appearance became younger by the naked eye! Although it was just a subtle change, bystanders could see it.
This is not because Feng Qinghan condensed some time law, or practiced the same martial arts secret techniques as the principle of the Sword of Time.
However, his ice law was too powerful, and time could not escape the freezing speed, so it could only collapse sharply. It was specifically applied to Chen Xuan. After Feng Qinghan's foot power was blocked by the Wanzang Tomb Qi, the remaining time collapsed and brought Chen Xuan back to his past state, instantly retreating decades ago! "Before my unique ice secret, all the origin secrets on you cannot hide."
The moment Feng Qinghan said this, he kicked another shot and hit Chen Xuan on the left arm.
Chen Xuan flew like a cannonball, and his appearance changed rapidly again during the flight. He looked like he was only about twenty years old.
Everyone at the scene was shocked.
Chen Xuan, who returned to his past state, still had a confident and calm smile on his lips, as if he had expected all this to happen.
Feng Qinghan kicked out the third time, and a series of crackling freezing sounds sounded, and the air in the entire competition venue was finally frozen out of thin air into an extremely cold ice crystal world.
The monks on the sidelines panicked and retreated, sensing the terrifying cold air emitted from the ice crystal space in front of them, and used their protective skills one after another.
Chen Xuan took Feng Qinghan's third leg, and the golden demon eyes, the Nine Nether Holy Body, and the Holy Scar of the Demon Sect were all lifted, and the second-level blood-burning state could not be maintained.
At this moment, he no longer had the pressure and momentum of the previous Bakuang Evil Emperor, and his appearance regressed to the age of sixteen, young and immature, and was the same age as Ji Tingsha, just a pure and simple big boy.
Feng Qinghan kicked out the young Chen Xuan with the third kick! Rebellious, stubborn, youthful, rare glance, but arrogance never changed.
The collapse of time has brought Chen Xuan back to his sixteen years old, and his whole cultivation has returned to nothing. The so-called origin is just a small mortal.
Feng Qinghan came to Chen Xuan, put away the fourth kick he was about to kick, and was slightly stunned.
Yes, this powerful man in the Star Realm was stunned.
Chen Xuan’s origin is really just a mere mortal?
King Wuji was stunned. The two knew the power of Feng Qinghan's unique skills and could clearly reflect a person's past, even the reincarnated person was no exception.
But Chen Xuan is really a mortal! What puzzles the three star realm powerhouses and hundreds of thousands of viewers the most is that the sixteen-year-old Chen Xuan still has a faint smile on his face.
That is not the smile that transcends life and death, and calmly welcomes the last moment.
Instead, it is a very obvious laugh of mockery, with pity and sympathy.
That's right, Chen Xuan was sympathetic to these guys who could kill him instantly.
Not only do they sympathize with the three powerful stars, but also Gu Feiluan, Prince Si De and others.
Now anyone can easily kill Chen Xuan in the sixteen-year-old state.
But Chen Xuan still laughed so hard that he was arrogant and unruly. He was obviously a silent smile, but everyone could see that - he was laughing wildly! "Are you he? What are you laughing?"
Gu Feiluan bet on a barrel of explosives on her chest and asked something everyone wanted to ask.
So weak but so confident, it is Chen Xuan now.
Even the three star-level powerhouses who have always regarded Chen Xuan as ants still laughed like this when they saw Chen Xuan return to his sixteen-year-old state, the three of them were a little angry.
"I really sympathize with you, and I was not completely killed before this moment came."
As Chen Xuan spoke, the ice crystals on his body gradually condensed, but he was still smiling.
It was clearly the moment of death, but Chen Xuan smiled very calmly.
"It's not that easy to die. When you arrive at the death row prison of the Holy Martial Empire, you will know that there are many things in this world that are more terrifying than death."
Feng Qinghan finished speaking and was about to take action, but suddenly, he froze.
Immediately afterwards, everyone, like Feng Qinghan, froze together, as if they were fixed by some invisible chain and could not move.
"boom--!"
The next moment, endless divine light appeared in the sky, and the stars in the sky were bright and dazzling, illuminating the earth that radiated thousands of miles and thousands of miles, stretching into the extremely distant night.
The powerful and domineering aura instantly enveloped the entire ancient star fall.
Everyone was frightened and everyone's face turned pale.
At the end of the sky, the vast spiritual aggregates gushed out and poured down, and the ice crystal world on the competition field melted in the blink of an eye.
In just a moment, it seemed as if the whole world had become nothing.
Then, a figure appeared in the sky.
It was a figure that overlooked the stars and the world, and stood proudly forever.
The invincible power made countless martial artists on the scene lie on the ground and dared not look up.
The will torture the ancient and modern times came to the earth, suppressing the king of Wuji. Feng Qinghan and Xibukuo were unable to look up.
Immediately afterwards, a faint voice containing the evil and arrogant meaning came from the depths of the sky: "Whoever dares to touch my disciple, I will let his blood stain the sky!"
Boom! A thunder struck everyone's heart, and everyone's body instantly became cold, numb, and trembled.
The majestic and powerful spirit in the sky is like a waterfall falling. Among them is a man with a long body, a twelve-winged silver carving, wearing a blue long gown, with a handsome face, and a carved facial features, with a shallow short beard, long eyebrows like swords, and black eyes like jade, which outlines the madness and unrestrainedness. Among the long black hair dancing in the wind, two strands of white hair flowing on his forehead, adding a bit of maturity and vicissitudes to him, revealing a pure charm of washing away all the dew and still being alone.
The man riding a silver carving with a middle-aged handsome man is a pretty and elegant woman like plum blossoms.