Mo Xiaohe sneered: "Tiance Gongzi's subordinates can't beat Zhao Ying, and they still want to fight with Meng Yuanjun?"
Wen Qingye's brain is broken."
Mrs.
Le Yan frowned slightly, looked ahead, and did not speak.
The scene suddenly became tense between Feng Taicang's silence.
"What can I do with you?"
Wen Qingye pulled out the Zhuxian Sword behind his back, and purple waves of qi refracted out from the blade, and the fierce aura approached Meng Yuanjun.
Although Meng Yuanjun is a third-grade golden immortal, he is only promoted by the elixir, not to mention Wen Qingye, the experience of life and death battles, is an ordinary immortal master, he is inferior, and his heart is cold at the moment, and his footsteps retreat slightly towards the rear.
After a pause, Meng Yuanjun found that he was actually intimidated by Wen Qingye's sword qi, and he became angry at the moment.
"Wen Qingye, today, I'll let you see the gap between the Golden Immortals" After Meng Yuanjun finished speaking, the sword in his hand was pulled out suddenly, and the sparkling light shone in everyone's hearts, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
A sword strikes!
Suddenly, the clearly visible cold snap erupted like a shock wave, the temperature between heaven and earth plummeted, huge white smoke floated high in the sky, and the thick ice layer spread out in an instant, like a torrent of cold air, swallowing away at the warm night in the distance.
This is the Cold Stream Icebreaker Dao, ranked four hundred and eleven, which is not a very strong avenue, but at this moment, under the performance of the Three Rank Golden Immortals, it can be regarded as extremely terrifying.
Airplanes!
Wen Qingye's arm swung violently the Zhuxian Sword, and the five-colored brilliance on the surface of his body floated, and the bursting momentum directly dispersed the surrounding clouds and smoke.
That sword, with tens of millions of catties of strength, directly shattered the void in front of it, and an indescribable terrifying force swept out, and finally directly hit the cold current of ice that came from the impact.
Bang!
The two were fiercely hard together, and suddenly the entire sea of clouds trembled violently at this time, Wen Qingye's steps stepped on the void step by step, and a strange sound of air explosion flowed out of the air with every step.
After taking a few steps back, Wen Qingye's eyes also appeared with a touch of coldness, and then the five fingers of his left hand were clenched, and a terrifying phantom rotated in his arm, which still did not fully display the effect of the dragon scroll and the Hundred Flowers Xuangong, and then slammed into the cold ice layer with a punch.
Click!
The cracks visible to the naked eye spread quickly directly from under Wen Qingye's fist, and in just a few breaths, the huge ice torrent was filled, and finally only a loud bang was heard, and the cold current that was enough to drown an eight-rank heavenly immortal exploded and turned into ice chips flying in the sky.
When everyone saw this scene, their eyes were condensed, and they immediately smacked their tongues secretly, Wen Qingye's punch, how could everyone not see the terrifying strength, this punch is that the average Jiupin Heavenly Immortal will be directly bombarded and seriously injured.
But right now, it was performed by a Heavenly Immortal Cultivator, how could everyone not be surprised?
"Wen Qingye, I've become stronger!"
Mrs.
Le Yan looked at Wen Qingye's figure, her lips opened wide, and she exclaimed.
Hong Tian was also a little surprised at the moment, he didn't expect Wen Qingye to really dare to make a move on that Meng Yuanjun, and it seemed that he was faintly not falling behind.
Isn't Wen Qingye a celestial?
How can it be so fierce?
You must know that Meng Yuanjun is a three-grade golden immortal!
Ice chips were flying all over the sky, and Wen Qingye was full of qi and blood, obviously urging the dragon roll and hundred flowers Xuangong, and with the strength of the powerful rock law of the Zhuxian Sword Dao, there was a volcano-like power surging and condensing.
"What a strong force" In mid-air, Meng Yuanjun's figure flashed out, he looked at the freezing point that was shattered by Wen Qingye, but he shook his head and said, "My cold current ice-breaking path is not so simple that it will be broken by you."
As soon as his voice fell, he saw a wave of the sword in Meng Yuanjun's hand, and only to see that the freezing point in the sky was swept down like thousands of arrows, roaring towards Wen Qingye overwhelmingly.
Wen Qingye saw the sharp freezing point sweeping in front of him, he was not afraid at all, his eyes looked coldly ahead, and in an instant, the five-colored light of his whole body suddenly rose into the sky, forming a huge five-color light mask, and in the colorless light mask, a dragon-shaped phantom continued to hover.
Titicaca!
The freezing point hit the five-colored light mask, and they all collapsed, turning into the true qi of heaven and earth and scattering towards the surroundings.
Meng Yuanjun was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Wen Qingye's body to be so strong, this was really too unexpected for him, you must know that those attacks he had just made, even ordinary Golden Immortal Cultivators, must have been defeated and retreated, but this Wen Qingye resisted all of them, and he didn't retreat half a step.
"The strength is not bad, so that's interesting" Meng Yuanjun gently wiped the ice-white sword body with his left hand, and his eyes became colder and colder.
Rumble!
The next moment!
It seemed that a volcano suddenly erupted at this time, and a terrifying true qi rose directly into the sky, and this piece of sky became cold at this time, and faintly, there were countless broken ice condensed next to Meng Yuanjun's sword body.
Meng Yuanjun stood in the air, he looked down at Wen Qingye condescendingly, his expression was indifferent, and the kind of strong true qi oppression made many of the masters present change color slightly.
Although Meng Yuanjun was a third-grade golden immortal who had risen up by taking pills, this oppression was no weaker than that of ordinary third-grade golden immortal cultivators.
The majestic true qi raged in the sky like a storm, and Meng Yuanjun held his palm, only to see the cold true qi roaring from his sword body like a tide.
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In a few breaths, the place where the sword body passed seemed to condense into a layer of ice waves, and with it, there was an endless cold current, the cold current swept through, and even the air turned into ice crystals, looking from a distance, it was extremely gorgeous.
It's just that under this splendor, there is a palpitating danger.
The layer of ice waves in Wen Qingye's pupils dilated sharply, and Wen Qingye also took a deep breath abruptly, and his face became slightly solemn.
Rumble!
The strong true qi also burst out from Wen Qingye's body like a torrent at this time, and the strength of that true qi was several times stronger than in the previous battle of Yunfu.
"It turns out that Wen Qingye has broken through to the Nine Rank Heavenly Immortal again" Sensing Wen Qingye's majestic momentum, Mrs.
Le Yan's eyes flashed slightly, she didn't expect Wen Qingye to make such great progress, which was really a bit unexpected by her.
The majestic true qi surged all over his body, Wen Qingye's eyes flickered, and the Zhuxian sword in his hand was raised heavily, only to see the blue light on the sword body blooming, and there was actually a dragon's roar resounding, faintly, it seemed that there was a powerful coercion emanating from it.