Xiao Yun pulled his palm, and the vitality beside him rolled out like a dragon and snake, and collided with Fang Hao's Han Mingxuan handprint.
At this moment, the whole place was silent, and everyone held their breath.
"This Xiao Yun should be frozen."
This thought came to everyone's mind.
Although they were far apart, the momentum and terrifying cold energy contained in Fang Hao's palm made even those cultivators at the Innate Perfection Realm feel afraid.
They did not dare to confront the young man head-on, and could only avoid his sharp edge, but Xiao Yun But he took it hard.
In the opinion of everyone, this kind of behavior is so crazy that it is almost courting death.
"Haha, you are looking for death."
Seeing this, Fang Hao also smiled ferociously.
This palm of my own is extremely mysterious.
The cold air evolves through the magic formula, like the cold air of the netherworld.
Once it touches it, it will be like the gangrene attached to the bones, which is almost impossible to get rid of.
Even the cultivators of the Xiantian Perfection Realm will feel hatred under this palm.
If he steps on it, it is almost impossible to get rid of it.
Having reached Xiantian Perfection is enough to defeat ordinary True Yuan realm cultivators with this, but now Xiao Yun dares to take this blow with the help of the Xiantian Middle Stage.
Isn't this looking for death?
Almost everyone believed that Xiao Yun was bound to die.
This time, Xiao Yun just used ordinary Xuan-level martial arts, the Raging Sea Mad Dragon in the Dragon-Snake Dual Lines.
As soon as the two sides exchanged blows, a powerful force defeated this move, and the advantages and disadvantages of the martial arts were instantly revealed.
Immediately afterwards, a violent cold air came towards Xiao Yun like a hurricane, seeming to drown him.
At this moment, the competition stage seemed like a harsh place facing the ravages of winter ice and snow hurricanes.
Looking from a distance, Xiao Yun's entire body was enveloped by the cold air released by Han Mingxuan's hand seal.
This is just the beginning, but the giant handprint hasn't hit Xiao Yun's body yet.
What will happen once it hits him?
"It's such a strong cold air.
I hope it can make the branches of my martial spirit grow stronger."
Facing the violent cold air, Xiao Yun had a fiery face.
He activated the Heaven-Swallowing Technique with all his strength, and a cyclone suddenly appeared in front of him.
It's just because of the cold air that it's difficult for outsiders to notice.
"Swallow the Sky Technique, swallow it for me."
Xiao Yun thought, and the Sky Swallowing Technique suddenly moved, sucking all the cold air into the Dantian like a deep tunnel.
At the same time, the branches of the martial spirit penetrated the Dantian, sucking those cold air into the Dantian.
All the cold air is absorbed.
In just a moment, Xiao Yun could feel that the branches derived from the cold air had grown stronger.
Under the Devouring Heaven Technique, the momentum of Fang Hao's Hanmingxuan handprint dropped sharply.
Bang However, despite this, the seal was still slapped down fiercely.
The seal fell, and Xiao Yun was blown away like a divine hand.
Looking from a distance, the young man could be seen flying upside down like a kite with its string broken, and finally landed two feet away.
"Haha, I just told you that Xiao Yun is vulnerable to Young Master Fang Hao."
Seeing this, Lin Xiaoman raised his brows with a proud look on his face and said to Yan Shiyan next to him.
The two of them seemed to have already competed over this.
The strength is running against each other.
Yan Shiyan snorted coldly and ignored Lin Xiaoman.
She just stared at the young man on the final stage with a worried face.
"Brother Xiao Yun is injured?"
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The little girl Qiong's nose wrinkled, with a worried look on her face.
"Haha, Xiao Yun was hit by such a blow from Mr.
Fang Hao, and his internal organs must have been frozen."
"The Han Mingxuan hand seal should be an earth-level martial arts skill.
How can Xiao Yun be able to withstand it?"
The young men of the Fang family were all filled with joy.
"With this little ability, he dares to compete with Mr.
Fang Hao and a loser dares to call himself a genius."
It’s a joke” Seeing Xiao Yun being knocked away, sarcasm resounded throughout the audience, and everyone in the Fang family secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as Xiao Yun is deposed, no matter how talented he is, what will happen?
Without a growing genius, everything is in vain.
"I wonder if Young Master Xiao Yun is injured?"
The Xiao family's faces were full of worry, their minds were blank, and they seemed to be at a loss.
If this young man was seriously injured and was really crippled by Fang Hao, who would the Xiao family rely on to support them in the future?
For a moment, everyone had different moods and focused their attention on the final stage.
However, at this moment, the boy who fell to the ground suddenly stood up.
"He actually stood up!"
A cry of surprise suddenly sounded.
Immediately, everyone in the audience had expressions of surprise on their faces.
Shouldn't the whole body be frozen after being hit by Fang Hao's Hanmingxuan handprint?
Why does this young man seem to be fine, except for a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth?
"You're okay?"
Fang Hao looked surprised and stared at the young man in front of him in disbelief.
Judging from the man's breath, he didn't seem to be much injured.
How is this possible?
He clearly suffered from my cold blow.
Mysterious mudra This is an earth-level martial skill with infinite power.
Once the cold air invades the body, it will quickly freeze the opponent's vitality, and then freeze his internal organs and even limbs.
Under normal circumstances, Xiao Yun should be lying on the bed now.
It turned into a popsicle on the ground.
But now this young man is standing up alive.
Such a strange scene is shocking.
"Is there something wrong with the attack I just made?"
Fang Hao felt that his thoughts were a little messy, "That shouldn't be the case.
I clearly used all my strength just now, and the Han Mingxuan handprint also hit him, knocking him out.
It was blown away."
Fang Hao's face was full of astonishment and surprise, and his eyes were fixed on the young man in front of him.
"You're not good at ice martial arts."
Xiao Yun licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and walked forward step by step with an evil smile on his lips.
Fang Hao stared at him with surprise on his face.
"You're fine?"
Fang Hao looked surprised.
Xiao Yun looked like he was fine.
"Of course it's okay."
Xiao Yun walked up to Fang Hao and said with a slight smile, "Do you have any other tricks?"
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The young man's words were very light, but full of domineering air, as if he didn't take Fang Hao seriously at all.
This made the whole place excited.
"What's going on?"
I originally thought that this young man would be frozen, but he was safe and sound.
Judging from Xiao Yun's tone, he seems to have enough means to deal with Fang Hao.
"How on earth did you withstand my attack?"
Fang Hao's eyes were gloomy.
He really couldn't imagine how Xiao Yun was able to resolve the cold energy of his Hanmingxuan handprint.
This situation is too incredible and shouldn't be It happens.
"I said, your Ice Martial Spirit is not enough."
Xiao Yun's lips curved slightly.
After the blow just now, Xiao Yun also had a certain understanding of Fang Hao Wuhun's ability.
Fang Hao's Ice Martial Spirit is indeed not weak and can deal with cultivators in the Innate Perfection Realm.
But it was really too bad to deal with Xiao Yun.
The Swallowing Heaven Technique absorbed a large amount of cold air almost instantly and turned it into his own use.
In addition, Xiao Yun's fused Purple Flame Martial Spirit could be frozen by the cold air.
With a thought, he resisted all the cold air, and then Absorbed by the martial spirit.
With the help of the Heaven-Swallowing Technique, Fang Hao's attack was only equal to the first level of Xiantian.
Xiao Yun's blow just now was just like an ordinary blow.
"What methods do you have?"
Seeing Xiao Yun so confident, Fang Hao had a look of panic in his eyes.
This ice martial spirit is his biggest trump card.
Now he can't hurt Xiao Yun with it.
What does this mean?
It means that he has no advantage at all.
"It seems that you really have no means."
Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and shrugged.
Then his eyes suddenly turned cold and he stared at the young man in front of him and said, "Since you have no means, then let's take a look at my means now.
Bar."
When those slightly cold words fell, Xiao Yun's eyes condensed, and purple light flickered.
Immediately afterwards, a wave of hot breath spread from his body.
The hot air swept out and enveloped the entire competition stage, driving away the cold air.
Then, the temperature of the nearby air suddenly doubled and became scorching hot.
"What a hot air."
The corners of Fang Hao's eyes twitched, feeling that the cold air on his body was disappearing.
"What's going on?"
The people in the audience were surprised.
"How come there is a hot airflow spreading over Xiao Yun's body?"
This situation is surprising.
"Look at my Fire Cloud Palm."
Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed and he took action without saying much.
He moved his palms, and a stream of purple fire swept out from his palms.
As soon as this stream of fire appeared, the entire void seemed to be distorted, and the scorching breath swept across the west, making people palpitate.
"What a powerful fire stream.
It's rare that you control the alien fire."
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Fang Hao's eyes suddenly flashed, and he seemed to understand something, "No wonder you can withstand my cold energy.
It turns out that you have the alien fire, but you are only in the innate realm, how can you subdue the alien fire?"
"Fire" "Stop talking nonsense and accept the move."
Xiao Yun's eyes flashed, and purple light flashed between his palms, like a cloud condensing.
Xiao Yun moved his hands, and the scorching fire stream condensed into a fire cloud and toppled forward.
This Fire Cloud Palm is only an intermediate martial skill of Xuan level, and is not very mysterious, but the violent aura contained in the purple fire stream makes the cultivators in the distance feel frightened.
This fire stream seems to have the momentum to burn everything. , scary.
"How could this young man possess such extraordinary fire?"
The elders of all clans had shocked expressions on their faces.
Even Mr.
Fang and other True Yuan Realm cultivators changed their colors.
Purple light flashed, and the hot air flow poured down, seeming to drown Fang Hao.
"How come the fire current in this kid's body is so strong?"
Fang Hao was shocked and quickly activated his ice martial spirit to resist the hot air current.
A majestic cold air suddenly swept out of his body, but he didn't expect the fire current.
Overturning, almost irresistible.
The Purple Flame Martial Spirit was so powerful that even though it was no longer as powerful as it had been in the past, Fang Hao's Ice Martial Spirit could not match it.
After all, this is the martial soul possessed by a generation of alchemy masters.
In a hurry, Fang Hao gathered his seals and attacked the Fire Cloud Palm.
Han Mingxuan's handprint was like a giant hand shooting out, directly hitting the purple fire cloud.
Bang There was a loud noise, purple light flashed, and under the fierce bombardment of Han Mingxuan's hand seal, the purple fire cloud actually collapsed.
"Haha."
A young man from the Fang family laughed, "How can low-level martial arts compete with high-level martial arts?"
Just when this person laughed loudly, Han Mingxuan's handprint also collapsed under the hot air flow.
The cold air was almost instantly destroyed by a hot fire flow, and then the purple fire flow swept toward Fang Hao like a torrent.
And go.
Bang Under the impact of this fire flow, Fang Hao flew backwards.
The hot fire raged and invaded Fang Hao's body, and a mouthful of blood spat out from the corner of his mouth.
"Ah" Fang Hao suddenly fell to the ground and let out a scream.
A faint smell of burning could be smelled on him.
"Fang Hao has lost."
Hearing this scream, the cultivators in the audience had expressions of astonishment on their faces
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