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[085] Mingquan Fire, Frost, Snow and Cold (3)

Feng Yi looked ahead.

Qi Hao stood on the sword, his breathing was not chaotic, and his eyes were bright and bright.

Beside Feng Yi, many giant trees within a few feet were shattered and collapsed under the scattered sword energy. His chest was rising and falling quickly, and did not hide the situation of his heavy consumption of his true energy at this time.

However, the two forces cooperated with the operation of "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao" and restored their true qi at an extremely fast speed. The two forces, one from the internal organs, is the "Five Qis to the Yuan Dharma". The other is very mysterious. They cannot increase their cultivation or accelerate their recovery. However, they have an incomprehensible mystery that can purify the power in their body and always be in a clear and solid state.

That is the power from "Health Lord"!

Only when you meet a strong opponent today, the increase brought by the high-quality true energy will make you understand the importance of this thing.

Qi Hao is so strong that no one who has never fought head-on is unimaginable!

Before this, Feng Yi always felt that with his "Eighth Level of Jade Qing" cultivation, he could still be the first among the younger generation of disciples. Even Qi Hao should be similar to him! However, today when he fought, Feng Yi had no choice but to find that Qi Hao was better than Feng Yi in terms of sword skills, cultivation and even fighting experience.

Not to mention this, Qi Hao is actually the secret technique of "Tongxuan".

He used the immortal sword "Hanbing" as his guide, and the secret technique of controlling ice was the most powerful!

Moreover, judge others by oneself.

Feng Yi felt that Qi Hao was definitely not just a trump card of the secret technique of "Tongxuan". Perhaps, another unknown powerful trick would fall on the "Sword-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-Off-

"My junior brother seems a little tired." Qi Hao smiled, but Feng Yi felt that the smile was a little fake, and stood up straight with a snorkeling: "I am worried about my senior brother, but my senior brother has not yet had enough fun. My junior brother should sacrifice his life to accompany me!"

Swish!

He picked up the long sword, picked up a sword flower, and crossed the sword to his chest. Feng Yi's eyes sterned, pointed his left hand like a sword, and quickly wiped the sword's edge, and a flame rose up!

When Feng Yi's long sword was raised high, the flames above the blade instantly rose several feet high and rushed straight into the sky.

Then the sword weapon shook, and the body moved with the heart. The sword walked with it, and the sword came with one sword!

Before the sword could reach it, the huge tree on the ring was plowed with a deep scorched mark. Qi Hao saw that the move was extremely fierce, especially the burning red fire light on the other party's sword blade, which gave him an extremely dangerous warning!

Therefore, Qi Hao did not underestimate him, his face turned apart, and his aura suddenly changed.

There was a careful person in the audience who felt a cold air almost at that moment. The giant tree on the ring under Qi Hao's feet condensed a layer of thin ice at a speed visible to the naked eye. The clouds surrounding the ring condensed into ice sludge and fell.

Facing Feng Yi's "Xuanyan" slash, Qi Hao handed it out with a sword!

The sword energy was white, invisible and intangible, as if it was slow and fast, and it seemed that it had not arrived yet. But if you look at the ground of the ring, you can find that the invisible and cold aura had arrived in the middle in just a moment, and compete with Feng Yi's "Xuanyan" slash!

Feng Yi felt it even deeper. He held the fairy sword in his hand and used the Xuanyan True Art, but he still felt the bone-accusing cold!

A rare wonder appeared on Qiandian.

The two of them were as lightning as lightning, attacking each other. The scorching and scorching power turned into extremely sharp sword energy, which collided with each other and dissipated everywhere. The forces that evaporated either turned into a ball of flame or turned into a piece of frost cold.

So in everyone's eyes, the terrible arena was covered with ice, and the next moment it melted and burned because of the fall of Xuanyan; the place was scorched by the flames, and wisps of smoke were frozen by the invisible frost in a blink of an eye. Even more, wherever the power of the frost passes, everything condenses; the power of Xuanyan is emitted, and everything is not burned!

"Cold Frost Sword Qi!"

Feng Yi described her embarrassment, her face turned white, and even her eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost. As soon as she opened her mouth, she opened her mouth and vomited a solid breath.

Obviously, he recognized the magical power that Qi Hao used!

Qi Hao looked a little better, but his face was red, as if he was heatstroke and his eyes were bright. However, if you look closely, his hands holding the sword showed abnormal redness, and he was obviously injured by the scorching power of Xuanyan.

"What a 'Xuanyan True Art'!"

At this time, Qi Hao did not have the initial confidence. He obviously realized that Feng Yi in front of him was the biggest challenge of his Wuhan University Examination.

He felt that if he made a slight mistake, he would even lose!

Feng Yi did not reply to him, his face was solemn. As one trump card after another was revealed, Feng Yi still felt that he could not touch Qi Hao's limit. However, at this time, there were not many magical channels he could use.

If you can't see the opponent's trick again and miss the bottom, he will lose it!

The reason why a trick is a trick is that it has the word "大". It is not only "no chance of winning" for the opponent, but also the final choice for the performer.

Why does a monk do not directly throw out the ultimate killing technique in fighting? This is why? Just like in the previous life, when the landlords would not start playing cards, they would be like a king-killing attack, unless you have already seen all the opponent's cards!

Zheng ~

Mingquan took off his palm and hung in front of Feng Yi.

As the hand techniques were used continuously, the immortal sword trembled and suddenly divided several immortal swords of the same shape. However, the swords were condensed by the true energy and the sword light was shining, but they were not like the immortal sword itself. Instead, they brought the true energy attributes and became burning flames.

Humph!

There was an uproar under the ring and everyone was making noise.

Xu Ming also stared at the ring in a daze and said in surprise: "What is he trying to do? Is it the idea that he once said and discussed?"

Jiang Feng didn't know about this, so he hurriedly asked, "What's your idea?"

Uncle Tong, who was originally focused on the arena, leaned quietly behind the chair and listened distractedly.

"It's about the use of the 'Qi Sword Trick'. He said there is a 'supreme' sword technique, which is called the 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect'!"

"snort!"

"What a big tone!"

After hearing the voice, Xu Ming quickly smiled awkwardly and stopped talking. It turned out that his master Shang Zhengliang didn't care on the surface, but he was listening secretly. He heard the words "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" and couldn't help but scold him!

Not to mention the communication between a few people, I returned to the ring.

It turned out that Feng Yi's first few "qi swords" were not the end, but just a beginning. As he stepped on his body and jumped into the sky, the solid immortal swords appeared, from the first few to dozens, hundreds, and even thousands!

But above the blue sky, a figure in a green Taoist robe was resistant to the sky with emptiness.

The immortal swords condensed, appearing from outside his body, with thousands of countless numbers. Everyone was shocked at the sword energy in the sky. However, what shocked everyone even more was that with the guidance of Feng Yi's hand technique, the immortal swords rotated in a mysterious route, and then spread and gathered, turning into a long dragon composed of immortal swords.

The sword dragon swirled into the sky, and then poured down towards Qi Hao like a river of heaven! The sharp sound of the sword weapon breaking through the sky was connected into a large area, roaring like thunder, and the stones broke through the sky!

Qi Hao was also shocked for a moment. He had also seen the "Qi Sword Technique". It was because of his experience that he realized how difficult it would be to condense such magical powers to form an immortal sword!

But why did he have such power in Feng Yi's hands and gather so many swords out of thin air, and can use his fingers like an arm, which is simply unbelievable!

certainly!

Qi Hao was surprised for only a moment, and he immediately came back to his senses from the shock. The fatal threat was locked on him, and the sharp fairy swords made his spine chill.

He had a premonition that if he could not defend this move, he felt that he would even die!

The inspector-general in the audience almost immediately went to the arena to stop him. Will it be too much for his fellow disciples to use such powerful magical powers? However, when he thought of something urgently, his eyes turned to the head, Brother Daoxuan, and was about to ask him for attention, he saw that Daoxuan also looked at him and shook his head slightly.

The elder asked for stability, looked at the ring, and finally walked to the front of Daoxuan Zhenren, lowered his voice and said, "President, what do you mean--"

Daoxuan nodded this time and affirmed his guess: "Just continue the competition. With so many of us here, there will be no accidents."

The inspector general breathed a sigh of relief.

He had only thought that if these two disciples who represent their own lineage to some extent, they would never be seriously injured in such a public eye. But he forgot that the heads of several lineages were all here, so why did he need to worry more?

At this time, the dragon shape composed of the fairy sword fell.

The sharp sounds of the immortal swords breaking through the air were really like thunder, and the sky and earth were full of sword shadows, which made people take away the mind. With so many immortal swords, Feng Yi can still be skilled in controlling the enemy and use them to fight against the enemy!

Ding Ding Ding!

Qi Hao wrapped himself in the ice.

Just because of his urgency, he had no other way. He would not condense the Tai Chi pattern in the void like Feng Yi, which required extremely high Taoist understanding. Moreover, even if the Tai Chi diagram was condensed at this time, the cultivation of the two of them was not enough to fully exert it. Faced with such powerful attacks, the art of controlling objects and transforming swords, there was no way to resist!

The ice was extremely tough, and Feng Yi's sword energy could not be cut open for a moment.

It should be noted that a sword energy fell down in the sky, and it easily penetrated the giant wood ring and pounced into the white jade under Yunhai Square with a "punch". But the solid ice was maintained by Qi Hao himself, and I was afraid that it would be difficult for him to come out for a while, let alone forcibly break it open.

There are basically methods, but sealing may not be able to be made.

He had to rely on the tens of millions of sword energy to sharpen the ice bit by bit. It seemed very slow to say that, but with so many sword energy with extraordinary power, the thickness of the ice disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. For a moment, the two seemed to be in a fight again with sword energy and ice as a medium, and consumed each other.

Shang Zhengliang was in the audience. When he saw Feng Yi using this move, he was relieved and smiled. He turned around and scolded Xu Ming, saying, "What is the 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect'? This is the simplification of the 'Anger Sword Art' and still belongs to the scope of 'Shaoyang Sword Qi'!"

Although Xu Ming was scolded, he didn't care, but said excitedly: "Master, do you think Junior Brother Feng's move is also part of the 'Shaoyang Sword Art'? However, why does the sword art I practiced feel completely different from Junior Brother Feng's practice?"
Chapter completed!
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