The cold wave was like a surge, frantically hitting Wen Qingye, and the places where it passed condensed into pieces of cold crystals, and suddenly the surrounding temperature dropped crazily.
Wen Qingye's palm slowly pulled out the sword behind him, and the sword body slowly passed through the index finger and middle finger, like a touch of moonlight, shining in the eyes of everyone in Qingfeng Mountain.
Wisps of golden light began to bloom, like the sun in May, and then the domineering, majestic voice came to the air.
"The third style of the Sword Emperor Duel, the name moves the mountains and rivers!"
Wen Qingye raised a sword with one hand, seemingly extremely casual, and slashed towards the cold current rolling in front of him.
"Not good, this kid is a peerless master!"
Jiang Hongnai was the first to react, and immediately yelled at Xiang Yunlang: "Lang'er, retreat!"
” But it was already too late, I saw that the golden sword was wrapped in the supreme imperial might, and it swept across the earth rapidly, and the cold wave met the sword, just like tofu touching a steel knife, and it was cut and crushed in an instant.
Xiang Yunlang, who was in the center of the cold wave, reflected the brilliant golden light in his pupils and a kind of fear, he couldn't move, and at that moment, time seemed to have been frozen.
Rumble!
A roar sounded, and a huge wave of vitality roared towards Yun Lang as the center, followed by a violent wind.
Everyone present was a master, and they could clearly see that in the dark night, the blood was splattering and exploding.
After a few moments, it all dissipated, and everything dark was calm again.
The person of Qingfeng Mountain looked at Wen Qingye with a shocked face, and he couldn't say a word, and killed Xiang Yunlang with a sword, how old does this young man look like?
Could it be that this man is a genius of the day?
But why doesn't everyone have any impression of him?
"Boy, you dare to kill my Jiang Hong's disciple?"
Jiang Hong's eyes were red and he glared at Wen Qingye in front of him, and said angrily: "If the old man doesn't break your body into ten thousand pieces today, I'll write it."
Jiang Hong immediately stopped talking nonsense, and stomped his feet, like a mad beast rushing towards Wen Qingye.
Rumble!
The surging vitality, like a storm, directly exploded in Jiang Hong's body at this time, sweeping the heavens and the earth, and such a powerful vitality even the void was filled with ripples.
Wen Qingye looked at it, and his brows suddenly became extremely solemn, no matter what, Jiang Hong at this time was the peak of the Nine Heavens of Life and Death Realm, and his strength could not be underestimated.
Jiang Hong is not an ordinary person, but in the entire Four Domains, he is a relatively famous master.
At this moment, Wen Qingye's cultivation is already comparable to the master of the Eight Heavens who have just entered the realm of life and death, plus the Qilin Fire and the supreme martial arts, as well as the Zhuxian Sword Dao, and the Lifeless Sword Dao, it is not impossible to fight.
Call!
Wen Qingye let out a deep breath, he knew that if he wanted to leave here today, it would be absolutely impossible if he didn't kill Jiang Hong.
The next moment, the vitality in his body swam wildly, and Wen Qingye stood quietly on the ground, like an eternal mountain range, tough and upright.
Jiang Hong's face exuded an extremely cold glow, and a trace of strange vitality exploded violently on the surface of his body, and then layers of black iron luster appeared in his fists, as well as strange lines, each of which exuded this terrifying power.
Jiang Hong's low roar, containing a strong killing intent, spread in this lonely valley.
"Black Devil Fist Third Form!"
Whew!
The strange black air current, like an angry python, wrapped around Jiang Hong's side, emitting a low, heavy roar, as if it had turned into tangible sound waves, spreading into the distance.
Wen Qingye looked at the imposing Jiang Hong, and then the soles of his feet also stomped, and his body suddenly disappeared in place.
Buzzing!
Brilliant golden light burst out from Wen Qingye's arm, and I saw him clench his five fingers together and slam his fist towards the void in front of him.
At the moment when Wen Qingye punched, a vague black shadow appeared in the void, and the same punch blasted over.
Bang!
The two fists containing terrifying strength collided together like meteorites crossing the sky at this time.
The ripples and waves visible to the naked eye erupted almost instantly, the air in the dark night continued to hum and tremble, and the void near the two fists appeared slightly distorted.
The terrifying force of the shock swept like a tsunami, and Wen Qingye's body hurriedly retreated dozens of feet before stopping slightly.
If it weren't for Wen Qingye's cultivation of the Five Elements Body Forging Technique, he might have been seriously injured at this moment.
Swish!
Just when Wen Qingye had just stopped his body, Jiang Hong was already once again wrapped in rolling Hongwei and attacked him.
Thousands of black lights emerged, even more eerie than the night, pitch black.
Wen Qingye's footsteps retreated slightly, and the purple flames in the sea of qi surged out, filling his sea of qi in an instant.
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Then Wen Qingye put his hands together, and in an instant, countless black and white air currents rushed towards his palm, condensing a strange seal.
"Look for death!"
Jiang Hong couldn't help but sneer when he saw that Wen Qingye was actually planning to fight him.
With Wen Qingye as the center, a terrifying reincarnation momentum spread, and all the creatures around them trembled from the bottom of their hearts.
"The Seventh Form of the Immortal Seal Method!
Reincarnation will never be repeated!
” I saw that the seal in his hand rushed forward, mixed with the sound of breaking the sky, and the more he moved forward, the bigger the seal became.
In less than a moment, the seal was like a small mountain, and a domineering purple flame burned around it, slamming towards the black light.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Under the collision of the seal and the black light, a huge mushroom cloud was directly formed in the center of the two, shaking the heavens and the earth, sweeping in all directions.
Wen Qingye felt as if his whole body had been hit hard, and his body retreated again and again, with a sweet mouth in his mouth, a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out directly, and he immediately gasped for breath.
Jiang Hong's face was extremely gloomy, and with a lift of his left palm, he slapped it at the Kuiguan acupoint on his right arm.
Syllable!
Suddenly, the purple flame in the meridians of his arm was blocked by his majestic vitality, but the purple flame was extremely domineering, and it could not be extinguished no matter what, and it was always swimming in Jiang Hong's arm.
"What kind of flame is this, so domineering, that half of my arm was wasted in a short time?"
Jiang Hong's face was gloomy as water, he looked at his arm, and then at Wen Qingye in front of him, the murderous intent in his heart was almost dense to an extreme.