Snowflakes are fluttering in the Snowflake Sword Domain, like a snow fairy waving her sleeves heartily; in the playing of snowflakes, the sky, the earth, the rivers, and the mountains are pure and pure, without any mire.
Zhu Cuixian's expression was melancholy, and under the reflection of snowflakes, she looked even more lonely. "I can't lose!" She whispered to herself softly, with a look of determination on her face.
Dugu Xiaotian looked at the desolate girl, all the hatred in his heart disappeared. "Everyone has his own destiny! Girl, you are no match for me, stop." He was silent for a moment and said softly.
Zhu Cuixian shook her head. She put her right hand into her arms, opened the package, and directly grabbed the jade bottle of 'Ten Thousand Years Ice Essence' in her arms.
"Ah" Zhu Cuixian shouted sharply, and a terrible cold air suddenly emitted from her whole body. She waved her left palm and kept shooting out around her. A stream of powerful ice energy enveloped three feet of her body in a moment, and she and
Dugu Xiaotian was surrounded by everyone.
"Xiaotian, be careful!" Song Shuling had just sealed Li Muhua's acupoint and exclaimed when she saw this.
"Shu Ling, don't come close to here, stand five feet away!" Dugu shouted with a smile.
For a moment, within three feet with Zhu Cuixian as the center, snowflakes were flying and the air was white. The martial arts practitioners onlookers could not see anything and could no longer see clearly what the people inside were doing.
Everyone watching the battle felt that it was freezing cold on the hero's stage, and those with weaker martial arts actually shivered and were shocked.
Dugu Xiaotian felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The strength of the ice in the Snowflake Sword Domain suddenly became more than ten times stronger. He had difficulty breathing and was struggling to move. If he took just a few more breaths, he would freeze to death in this powerful place.
In the Snowflake Sword Domain.
Zhu Cuixian's palms waved slower and slower, obviously reaching the edge of what her body could bear. She gritted her teeth to support it.
At this moment, the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Dugu Xiaotian's Dantian trembled several times in succession. The cold air covering Dugu Xiaotian's body slowly surged into the Hongmeng Purple Qi in his Dantian. After a while, Dugu Xiaotian felt that he
I can barely move my body.
He waved his arms and looked at Zhu Cuixian calmly. Facing Dugu Xiaotian's calm gaze, Zhu Cuixian's face first flashed with confusion, and then she showed a relieved smile.
She looked at Dugu Xiaotian silently, nodded slightly, and slowly stopped her palm.
"Plop", Zhu Cuixian fell to the ground. At this time, Zhu Cuixian's right hand was firmly stuck to the jade bottle of ten thousand years of ice marrow, and could not be separated. In another dozen breaths, she would turn into an ice sculpture and die.
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Dugu Xiaotian walked up to Zhu Cuixian and took Zhu Cuixian's right hand out of his arms. He glanced at the jade bottle that Zhu Cuixian was holding in her right hand, tore off the cloth on her robe, opened Zhu Cuixian's hand, and wrapped it with cloth.
He picked up the jade bottle. Then he stuffed the wrapped jade bottle into Zhu Cuixian's arms again.
Zhu Cuixian could not move at this moment. She looked at Dugu Xiaotian with a red face as she finished all this.
Dugu Xiaotian gently picked up Zhu Cuixian by the waist and walked out of the Snowflake Sword Domain three feet away. He gently placed Zhu Cuixian on the hero's platform, and then retreated to Song Shuling's side.
"Princess!" The Bingyu Fairy rushed to the stage and hurriedly used her internal energy to absorb the cold air from Zhu Cuixian's body. For a moment, her lips were blue and she was speechless.
After half an hour of burning incense, Zhu Cuixian got a little better. She took a deep look at Dugu Xiaotian and said weakly: "Thank you, Dugu Young Hero, for your help. Let's admit defeat!"
"Wudang wins!" Master Wu Ming announced immediately.
"We won!" Song Shuling grabbed Dugu Xiaotian's hand and shook it back and forth. The cold air had surged just now, and she felt extremely dangerous in the periphery. She was secretly worried about Dugu Xiaotian. Now that Xiaotian was safe and sound, she was overjoyed.
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Dugu Xiaotian's face turned red. He hurriedly withdrew his hand and said softly: "'Northern Immortal' has an ice treasure in his hand. This victory is extremely lucky!"
"Hmm? Did you just snatch that treasure?" Song Shuling said excitedly.
"No, I don't want to take something as valuable as the 'Northern Immortal'!" Dugu Xiaotian shook his head.
"Idiot!" Song Shuling pouted, but stopped talking.
Dugu Xiaotian came to the hero stage. He no longer cared about watching the competition between the Sun Moon Sect and the Shaolin Sect. He sat cross-legged and used Hongmeng Zhenjin to absorb the remaining Ice Zhenjin in his body.
The ice energy generated by these ten thousand years of ice marrow is so powerful, it is more than ten times stronger than the one absorbed in the Wulan Pine Forest. Dugu Xiaotian used all his strength to activate the Hongmeng energy, and then slowly inhaled it into his Dantian.
The cold air of thousands of years of ice marrow gradually transformed.
Zhu Cuixian did not expect that her life-threatening blow not only did not hurt Dugu Xiaotian, but actually boosted Dugu Xiaotian's inner strength.
After Dugu Xiaotian's Hongmeng Zhenjin has reached the middle stage of the eighth level, his progress has been extremely slow. This time he has absorbed the cold energy of ten thousand years of ice marrow, saving Xiaotian two years of hard training in inner energy. His inner energy has already
We have reached the later stage of the eighth level of Hongmeng Zhenjin.
"Hey, ha!" Two roars from the hero stage reached Dugu Xiaotian's ears. At this time, he had absorbed most of the cold energy and even opened his eyes to look at the hero stage.
I saw two old monks on the stage. One used his air-cleaving palm power to constantly collide with Ren Dukuang; the other spread his body skills and quickly flashed and attacked Leng Wuji on the stage. The fight was very lively.
"We haven't seen each other for a few days, how come Ren Dukuang's skill has improved so quickly?" Dugu Xiaotian looked at it for a long time, feeling surprised.
The person competing with Ren Dukuang for palm power was Shaolin Master Wujing, the leader of the Luohan Hall. His Sumeru Mountain Palm is one of the seventy-two unique arts of Shaolin, and its power is astonishing. When the two of them fought to the bitter end, Master Wujing kept making loud noises.
Drink, reverse step by step and let Dukuang come forward.
Ren Dukuang suddenly slapped three palms in succession with his right hand, and the palm power was superimposed, knocking Master Wujing back one step. He used the Tiangang Step, suddenly moving to the right, sometimes to the left, and in two steps he was in front of Master Wujing.
"Holy fire is blazing!" Ren Dukuang slammed his left palm towards Master Wujing's Tianling Cap. Seeing the fierceness of the palm coming, Master Wujing hurriedly used the Shaolin Vajra Palm, "Vajra Pagoda", to greet him upwards.
When the two palms met, Master Wu Jing felt as if the power of his palm was hitting the air. The power in the opponent's palm suddenly disappeared, and he was horrified. When he wanted to withdraw his palm, he was too late.
A strong suction force suddenly came from Ren Dukuang's palm. Master Wujing felt that his Yi Jin Jing could not condense his internal energy, and the internal energy rushed towards Ren Dukuang.
"Star Absorbing Demonic Technique!" Master Wu Jing shouted lowly, and within a moment, his face turned gray.
"Senior brother!" Master Wu Guo, who was fighting with Leng Wuji, saw that his senior brother was in danger. He jumped up, tapped Master Wu Jing's arm, picked up Wu Jing, and flew away.
"Pa!", Master Wu Guo only delayed slightly, and was hit on the shoulder by Leng Wuji who caught up. Although the force was not strong, it was painful to the heart. Master Wu Guo gritted his teeth and did not moan in pain.
"Shaolin surrender!" Master Wu Yin sent the message in time and stopped the competition.
Master Wujing stared at Ren Dukuang for a moment, shook his head, and got off the hero platform with Master Wuguo.
Master Wu Ming whispered the Buddha's name and said slowly: "It's getting late today. The Wudang and Sun Moon Sect masters will rest for now. Tomorrow morning at 6 o'clock, the Wudang Sect will duel with the Sun Moon Sect to determine the final ownership of the martial arts leader!"