Lu Mingjun opened his bow from left to right, and his momentum instantly reached its peak. Wherever he passed, the ground was covered with absolute zero-degree frost. The oppressive cold air made King Xiaoyao keep retreating.
King Xiaoyao's hands were contaminated by cold air and suffered frostbite. As Lu Mingjun made several desperate and powerful charges, more and more cold air accumulated in King Xiaoyao's body, making his movements slower and slower.
King Xiaoyao quickly retreated, but after a quarter of an hour, the situation seemed to be reversed. He was hit by a BUFF that was slowly draining his health, leaving King Xiaoyao in a desperate situation.
"Pfft!" King Xiaoyao vomited blood and was completely angered. After living for hundreds of years, this was the first time he felt so aggrieved.
King Xiaoyao felt that the internal energy in Lu Mingjun's body was being greatly consumed, and felt that the time had come to completely end Lu Mingjun's life.
"Ah!" King Xiaoyao roared angrily, his internal energy exploded from the inside out, and a wave of air arose. Lu Mingjun swung his fist and punched again, and his body was actually blown away.
King Xiaoyao's long hair fluttered, and a half-foot-long air wave formed on his body. The sweat on his body evaporated, and he was surrounded by white mist. Under the setting sun, he looked particularly sacred!
The internal organs seemed to make a thunderous sound, like a bomb ready to explode at any time, standing directly in front of Lu Mingjun.
This surge of power seemed to distort the surrounding space to a certain extent. Lu Mingjun wondered if this was caused by changes in vision.
King Xiaoyao stood in front of Lu Mingjun like a little sun at this moment.
This should be the full strength of a person in the mountaineering realm, no, to be precise, it should be the full strength of King Xiaoyao.
Using the fulcrum to move the earth, the internal force released by people in the mountaineering realm always affects the changes in worldly rules.
King Xiaoyao just stretched out his hand forward, and the Qingfeng sword stuck on the ground flew into King Xiaoyao's hand as if it was controlled.
King Xiaoyao held Qingfeng in his hand, and his eyes suddenly showed a sharp gaze, cold, ruthless, as if he was arrogant about everything.
Every movement of Xiaoyao King at this moment was accompanied by the slightest thunder, as if thunder and lightning were surrounding him, which was a miraculous feat.
The next moment, King Xiaoyao moved, and with a whoosh, no one was seen, but the edge of the sword came.
Lu Mingjun gritted his teeth, his eyes gradually showed fanaticism, and adrenaline hormones burst out. At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten life and death, and did not know what pain was.
If you want to kill me with a mountain climbing realm and a cultivation level of one and a half realms, I will have to bite off a piece of your flesh before I die, and there is no telling who will die first!
Lu Mingjun tried his best to activate the cold air in his body. His body surface temperature dropped visibly, and even his blood flow slowed down for a moment.
A layer of frost formed on the surface of the body, and the lower abdomen moved down an inch. This is the location of the Dantian. The inner alchemy trembled. At this moment, it seemed that Lu Mingjun had drained all the power out of it.
As Lu Mingjun exhaled and inhaled, the cold air from his mouth condensed into ice. As he galloped, he punched King Xiaoyao with all his strength.
It was another simple straight punch, but this punch contained all the internal energy Lu Mingjun had accumulated.
"Click...click...click!"
The momentum of Lu Mingjun's punch rose to a height that had never been reached in his life. In the crisis of life and death, the flow of time seemed to be stopped. This second felt like a whole century had passed.
The brain was running rapidly under the stimulation of adrenaline, combined with what King Xiaoyao had said to him before, the mystery of the mountain climbing realm.