1172 Dragon Submerged Divine Liquid (1)
This is a field outside Kyoto. It was originally surrounded by green wheat, but now it is covered with heavy snow, which is a sign of another harvest next year. At this time, the white snow was covered with red blood, just like plum blossoms, which seemed so dazzling in this snowy world.
Next to the Blood Flower, there were two ice sculptures, just like I was frozen just now. However, it was not Long Minjun and Long Yitao who had imagined, but Long Zongfeng and Long Yitao who had reached the latent explosion realm. The only one who could still fight on the field was Long Minjun who was not as strong as the latent control level.
Situ Wanling is an ice-attribute potential. On this snowy night, her strength increased by geometric multiples. Although it was impossible to reach the intermediate level of the latent explosion, she had an absolute advantage against ordinary potential potentials. This is also the reason why Long Zongfeng was also trapped. As for Long Minjun, she was also an ice-attribute potential. In such an environment, she could fight Situ Wanling for fierce battles. However, after all, her strength was weaker than Situ Wanling. At this time, she was completely suppressed by Situ Wanling. However, every fatal attack was avoided by her calmly, as if she would know in advance. The white short blade she held in her hand also made Situ Wanling extremely troubles, as if this was not an ordinary weapon.
"I really didn't expect this girl to have such strength. It seems that the environment has a great impact on potential people?" Ye Xingchen looked at the two fights slightly, and after confirming that Long Minjun would not have any problems for the time being, he rushed towards the two squat ice sculptures, without using the power of starlight. He directly smashed the two squat ice sculptures with one punch, and immediately smashed the ice cubes to pieces. Long Zongfeng and Long Yitao's bodies also came out of the ice cubes at the same time. Long Zongfeng's face was pale and his whole body was trembling, but Long Yitao fell directly to the ground, breathing softly, and he didn't know whether it was death or life.
"Damn it, wasn't it just frozen for a moment? Is it so miserable?" Ye Xingchen threw a bottle of anti-freeze potion at Long Zongfeng, then came to Long Yitao, grabbed Long Yitao, and savagely moved his mouth away. He took out a large handful of pills from his pocket and stuffed them directly into Long Yitao's mouth. Then he took out a bottle of potion that was thrown to Long Zongfeng and poured it into Long Yitao's mouth.
Seeing Ye Xingchen's barbaric way of feeding medicine, Long Zongfeng felt a burst of cold sweat behind him. Fortunately, he was not fainted from the cold, otherwise he would not know how miserable it would be.
At this time, Situ Wanling had noticed Ye Xingchen's arrival, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes. Obviously, she did not expect that he could come out of her ice Technique, and it seemed that there was no harm at all. She knew that she could not deal with everyone today, so she slapped forward with one hand, and another cold air attacked, heading towards Long Minjun's heart.
Long Minjun seemed to have known that she would be like this, and her body had moved horizontally to avoid this palm, but Situ Wanling's body was anxiously retreating, as if she wanted to escape from the battlefield...
"I won't leave sooner or later, I won't leave until I come. I won't leave. Isn't this not to take my respect?" At this time, Ye Xingchen's slightly evil voice spread throughout the field. Then he saw a figure shaking, and Ye Xingchen's body had already stopped in front of Situ Wanling.
"Get out, otherwise... die!" Facing the strong Ye Xingchen, Situ Wanling was still not afraid at all in the cold state. A cold voice came from her mouth, and she was holding a water-blue long sword tightly in her hand, and a very strong cold air spurted out from the long sword. You could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary person.
"Haha, is that? Actually, I still like that pure you very much?" Ye Xingchen said lightly, but his tone was surprisingly cold. No one dared to speak to him like this.
"Looking for death..." Situ Wanling snorted coldly, and the sword in her hand shook, and her figure rushed forward in a hurry. One end was dancing with the wind, and there was a faint water-blue flashing on it, looking like a blue night goddess, and the sword in her hand even pulled out sword flowers, and the sharp sword tip pierced straight towards Ye Xingchen's heart.
Facing this extremely sharp sword light, Ye Xingchen still had a faint smile on his lips, as if nothing in the world could threaten him. His fingers formed a sword, and a silver-white light lit up from his fingertips, and he greeted Situ Wanling's water-blue long sword.
"Uncle Master, don't, that's the Blue Demon Sword, one of the top ten weapons of the Demon Sect..." No matter Long Zongfeng, Long Minjun, or Long Yitao who had just woken up, he didn't expect that Ye Xingchen would not dodge or avoid Situ Wanling's sword, but instead used his fingers to resist. Isn't this asking for death?
The legendary Blue Demon Sword is made of ten thousand years of cold iron. When it becomes a sword, it is even more 99***'s blood melted. On the day of the sword, the wind and clouds rise, thunder flashes, and a thunder thunder directly hits down to cleanse the sword body. It is one of the best demon swords. Not to mention cutting iron like mud, even the strongest diamond cannot withstand the stroke of this long sword, let alone the human body.
Long Minjun, who had deeply seen the power of the Blue Demon Sword, called out immediately, but Ye Xingchen ignored her call. The silver light at his fingertips became even stronger, and a silver-white one-foot short sword instantly condensed, meeting Situ Wanling's Blue Demon Sword...
"Climb your fingers into a sword. My uncle's martial arts attainment has reached this level?" Seeing Ye Xingchen condensed a short sword with his starlight body, Long Zongfeng's eyes showed an extremely shocked expression. Any potential person who reached the potential explosion realm can use the energy of his own attributes outside, but it is almost impossible to achieve complete control. After all, after the energy is released, it will dissipate. Where can you still grasp it?
As for condensing the energy released from the outside, it is almost impossible. It has nothing to do with his own strength. It is completely a kind of control over his own strength. In the entire Longmen, except for the seven Supreme Elders, only the current heads have such skills. Even the other second-generation disciples do not have such skills. However, Ye Xingchen, a young man who has just joined the Longmen for a few months, has been able to do this. How could they not surprise them?
If Ye Xingchen had reached the mid-level potential at a young age, and they could comfort themselves, if the potential value was different, then after the unique move of Cong Fingering Sword appeared, the three of them deeply understood that the gap between Ye Xingchen and them was not a small part...
This is not just the difference in talent, but also the difference in diligence during cultivation. After all, it is impossible to control the power without thousands of tempering...hf();
Chapter completed!