Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters of the strong return of the situation
If Ling Tianyun is the scorching sun, then Ye Feiyu is the boundless black hole in the sky. If Ling Tianyun is the unparalleled god of war, then Ye Feiyu is the mad king of Hades. The vast aura as strong as the sun will hold the ground beneath his feet.
The ice and snow blew up and splashed in all directions, and the cold blood-colored evil energy rushed out, rolling up the rolling cold wave and sweeping away the ice and snow on the ground. The auras of the two people were hot and cold, one was positive and the other was evil, tit for tat.
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"Junior, I ask all seniors to plunder the formation for me. Ling Tianyun is willing to fight to the bitter end." Ling Tianyun raised his sword and shouted loudly. The sunlight slanted down on his strong and well-proportioned body, giving off a mysterious halo. He was majestic and heroic, as if he was overwhelming the sky.
His temperament emerges spontaneously, making people feel a bit respectful. At the same time, he exudes a fearless and heroic aura, giving people a sense of solid security.
"Fight, fight, fight!" Immediately, everyone in Ye Ming Palace roared, and their fiery gazes all fell on the young man with a strong physique who stepped forward. Hot-blooded and fearless
, heroic and other emotions surged out of their minds. In this cold and extremely cold city, they had never injected that kind of passion until Ling Tianyun's actions at this moment made them feel that they were in this cold city.
In an environment as cold as ice, the passion can still make them excited.
"A group of defeated and disengaged people dare to show off their power in front of this evil spirit. It's really ridiculous." Seeing this, Ye Feiyu couldn't help but sneer. At the same time, the aura around him became stronger and stronger, and the billowing dark gray air flow was like a tide.
As if lingering around him, the ice and snow under his feet began to glow with a dark gray color, spreading around him. With a long and violent roar, the red brilliance of the Netherworld Blood Knife in his hand suddenly rose sharply.
Ling Tianyun's starry eyes turned slightly, and the true energy, as bright as the sun, howled wantonly, and the Xingze sword in his hand glowed with a faint layer of pure yellow light. The strong body exuded a masculine aura, endless heroism.
His temperament arose spontaneously, and with a slight wave of the sword in his hand, the sound of howling and splitting through the air sounded like an explosion.
"Ye Feiyu, the cause of the day before yesterday will lead to the result of today. No matter you are the Lord of the Netherworld or Ye Feiyu, the genius of the Ye family, the battle between you and me will end in death. Come on, let's see what you get from that Lone Soul Demon
Touna has learned some magical skills. The majestic righteousness of heaven and earth will last forever, and evil will not suppress righteousness." He shouted loudly.
The condensed underworld energy gradually formed a forest hunting ground, and the fiery masculine aura set off huge waves in the sky. As they fought for each other, two completely different auras rushed out.
Figures flashed, momentum surged into the sky, and a battle between good and evil was about to begin.
If the light skills of the three elders of the Ye family in Yeming Palace are led by King Yeying, then the one with the strongest internal strength is King Ye Cang, and King Yeyou is somewhere in between. His strength is also the same among the three elders of the Ye family.
The strongest of the elders, he not only has great Qinggong skills, but also has a strong internal power as strong as the sea. As the second eldest son of the Ye family, King Yeyou has the most withdrawn personality. He has always been taciturn, but he is also the most low-key.
What King Yeyou met was the old woman with a wrinkled face and a somewhat stooped figure. The old woman showed him a shabby smile. When King Yeyou saw the other person's face that was piled up like tree bark, he couldn't help but feel in his heart
There was a burst of coldness, and he waved his sleeve, and suddenly a dark long sword was in his hand. The old woman clasped her hand, and several rays of light shone in her palm, but they were several hidden weapons with a chilling air.
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"Hua Qiniang, if you don't take care of yourself in the extremely cold city, why do you have to wade through this muddy water? What benefits have they given you? You have to go against Ye Ming Palace." Although King Ye You is taciturn, it does not mean that he is
Unable to speak, he asked angrily with a faint expression.
"Elder Ye, you don't know something right now. Although the extremely cold city is good, it is still a remote city. Although I want to enjoy my old age like this, there are some things that I still can't help myself." Hua Qiniang grinned.
Her mouth exposed her scattered yellow teeth and answered to King Ye You.
"In that case, let's see the real story." King Yeyou said with a solemn look on his face. Naturally, he had heard about Hua Qiniang's name. Originally, he thought that it was impossible for him in his generation to hang out in the extremely cold city.
He had no interactions with outsiders, but he didn't think that this most unwanted interaction would still happen. As the elder of Ye Ming Palace, he naturally had to protect the safety of the sect.
As soon as the faint sword light turned, Yeyou King shot towards Hua Qiniang like a shadow, and the cold sword light surged away with the cold air. He had already increased his speed to the extreme, and his body was cold.
The true energy of jade is like the majestic snow in the far north, endless.
Hua Qiniang's eyes flashed with cold light. She turned around and waved her sleeves like the wind. Several rays of cold light shot out from her sleeves. Sharp sounds of breaking through the air echoed through the narrow corridor.
In the middle, the hidden weapon emits a terrifying cold light, and its power is beyond the power of cracking gold and stone. As several rays of cold light shot out from her sleeves, her silhouette dragged several afterimages in the air, and she held a few clasps in her palms.
Dao Han's more powerful hidden weapon was also waiting for the opportunity to be shot.
Several rays of cold light came with sharp sounds piercing the air, and King Yeyou's figure flickered like a shadow. The long sword in his hand was swung like the wind, and the sword energy turned into a dark sword light and shrouded the hidden weapons.
There was a crisp sound of metal clashing, causing strings of flames to scatter, until all the electric sparks disappeared into the stone wall. Two figures passed by each other, and then they each stabilized their figures.
King Yeyou's face was a little pale, and traces of bright red blood could be seen oozing from his shoulders, but the aura around him did not weaken at all. Hua Qiniang's clothes were also torn in vertical and horizontal directions, and pieces of silk flew down.
On the ground, her expression didn't change much, but her right hand holding the cold lights was trembling.
The light of the sword rose again and again, and only a few "swish" sounds were heard. King Yeyou's figure was like a shadow, and a dazzling cold light like a rainbow once again condensed from the sword in his hand. But his figure turned.
He was moving faster and faster, and the sword light illuminated the long and narrow passage. The sword energy was like a frenzy, and it surged towards Hua Qiniang with cold light, but his figure became more and more...
It's light, but the sword light is more vigorous.
A look of solemnity appeared on Hua Qiniang's face. Her figure turned sharply like the wind. The wide skirt of her clothes suddenly rolled up, and her figure turned into a shadow and flew across the sky from the light of the sword.
Every ray of sword light, every ray of sword energy, criss-crossed and woven into a dragnet, but Hua Qiniang's figure seemed to have turned into a little shadow, traveling through the criss-crossing shadows of sword light.
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"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng" several metallic sounds rang out. King Yeyou couldn't help but retreat, and his expression also changed slightly. The brilliance was like light, and the cold light that was struck by the sword energy disappeared once again.
In the stone wall, King Ye You could not retreat. Behind him was the stone door, and behind the stone door was the basement where Ji Xueru was.
A strange smile appeared on Hua Qiniang's face. A seven-color light flashed in her hand, and her figure whipped up a gust of wind and rushed toward King Yeyou like a ghost. A palm like a dead branch suddenly appeared in the night.
In front of King You's eyes, he swiped his long sword, and the whistling sword energy that surged out from the long sword turned into awe-inspiring light and swept away towards the withered palm. However, all the sword energy in his hand was directed towards the withered palm.
When he moved away with his branch-like palm, a death aura that made his heart palpitate suddenly surged out, and he saw a colorful ray of light shooting out in front of his eyes.
That colorful ray of light made a breathtaking sound of breaking through the sky, making King Yeyou feel that his soul seemed to be frozen, and his brain suddenly went blank. The long sword made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
, the long sword gave him a warning of danger, causing his blank brain to tremble. When he woke up from the blankness, he found that the colorful ray of light had arrived in front of him, and was just in front of him.
It shot toward his chest at a speed that was too fast to catch.
His face condensed, and a determined gaze shot out from King Ye You's eyes. The sword light in his hand suddenly rose, and a brilliant jade-white sword light pierced towards Hua Qiniang, who had a weird smile on her face.
The energy was like a rainbow and extremely fast. The sword energy condensed with the power of a cold and freezing world and headed towards Hua Qiniang. When he stabbed the sword, his body also moved towards the colorful light.
, at the same time, he stretched out his left hand to grab the colorful light.
The old dog's body was slightly straightened. A long sword filled with cold light in his hand shot out several sword flowers and shot wildly at the slender figure. The rickety figure also shot out several sword flowers from the long sword in his hand.
When he saw the sword flower, he became taller, as if at that moment he was no longer the dying patient, but a master of swordsmanship.
King Ye Cang's eyes condensed, and his slender palms quickly shot out several palm auras. The palm auras were like a roaring ice-snow-like cold breath that swept across the world and roared towards the several sword flowers. Following that,
After shooting out several palms, King Ye Cang fled, a dark figure dragged countless afterimages, and the sound of tearing through the air condensed around his afterimages.
A solemn look flashed in his eyes, and his sword light changed. At that moment, several sword flowers turned into countless dots of light, which were dense like rain and enveloped the slender and cold figure. The sword light
Transforming into rain, the momentum became even more terrifying, and the little sword rays revealed extremely powerful power. Every bit of the sword rays had the power of cracking gold and cracking rocks. His feet were moving quickly, and as his body turned, the sword light became more intensive.
The slender and cold figure paused slightly, and at that moment, a roaring and surging momentum condensed from his body. King Ye Cang's right hand turned into a palm, and he clapped several times in the air.
, several surging palm qi turned into a mighty hail, attacking the countless points of sword light, and his left palm was slightly raised in front of his body, and a layer of white gas curtain suddenly appeared.
After the sharp and harsh sound of airflow, the long and narrow passage was in a mess. A burst of flying dust was seen on the stone walls on both sides of the passage, and the stone walls were riddled with holes. Snowflakes It fell completely, and the sword light also disappeared with the snowflakes. Only the dust splashed on the stone wall danced wildly, drowning the two figures, and the surging energy was still overwhelming.
King Ye Cang stared coldly, and there was a layer of dust under his feet. At this time, his clothes were also pierced by several holes pierced by the sword energy, and traces of bright red blood seeped out from his clothes, but he But he didn't seem to notice. The old dog's upright body also lowered slightly, a thin layer of frost appeared on his eyebrows, and a white chill spread from his low body. And out.