In the cold wind ice cave, huge icicles were connected with iron ropes.
Poor Ye Yang was tightly locked on the icicles.
The ice was overflowing, and the bone-breaking coldness was dense on the body surface.
The luster of ancient runes was faintly visible.
Appearing on Ye Yang's right arm, it was a sign of bloodline awakening.
"It still doesn't work?"
Ye Yang took a deep breath, and the luster on his arms gradually dissipated.
After completing the transformation of the Vulcan Warrior for the first time, he tried again but failed to transform.
It seemed that it required extremely strong mental power to complete.
In short, Ye Yang Yang's current state of embarrassment is simply unachievable.
The most important thing is that he is hungry and thirsty, his physical strength is exhausted, and the fire power in his body is like a pool of stagnant water, making no waves at all.
Moreover, while Peng Cheng was seriously injured, Ye Yang was also injured by the opponent's Gangqi counterattack.
In addition, after being hit by Peng Feng's harsh blow, Ye Yang's body was actually scarred.
This state is really supportive.
He couldn't afford the state of blood transformation, because that state was extremely draining of energy and physical strength.
Ye Yang was deeply aware of this.
Suddenly his head drooped, his mind was in chaos, full of unwilling anger.
All of this was just what Peng Feng had done.
He was worried about his revenge, so he was bound to put himself to death in an instant.
In this situation, Ye Yang was worried, but he was helpless.
He couldn't muster any strength, let alone revenge.
At this moment, voices came from outside the ice cave "Two venerables, you are here."
That was the voice of a guard.
In order to imprison Ye Yang, Peng Feng sent masters from the clan to act as guards.
Each of them had at least the third level of earth strength, which showed that he valued Ye Yang.
Amidst the sound of the door opening, two old men wearing black cloaks walked in.
They were the top masters of the clan whom Peng Feng had taken in.
Ye Yang could clearly feel that the strength of the two opponents was unfathomable and even surpassed his own.
Looking up, the clothes on the chests of the two old men were covered with gold stars, as many as 7.
The strong man of the seventh level of the earth For a moment, Ye Yang was filled with chills.
He never thought that Peng Feng would be so cruel and ruthless as to send two earth-level seven masters to take his life.
He really looked down upon himself.
Calmly, Ye Yang tried his best to raise his energy, and condensed the last trace of the Fire God's residual scroll energy in his body, transforming it into the power of Taixu, ready to defend the enemy with the Qiankun Shield at any time.
Two venerables strode in and looked at Ye Yang coldly.
Among them, an old man with fiery red hair stared at Ye Yang and said coldly: "Boy, raise your head."
Ye Yang slowly raised his head and felt a chill in his heart.
He had long heard about the two strongest sages in Peng Feng's house, Lord Flame and Lord Frost.
One of them cultivated the power of fire and the other practiced the power of ice.
There was no doubt about it. , the two strong men in front of me, one with fiery red hair and the other with icy blue hair, are exactly the two people in the legend.
Lord Lieyan looked at Ye Yang with a trace of disdain in his eyes: "I didn't expect that you actually triggered the awakening of the Vulcan bloodline.
The history of the Vulcan clan should have been rewritten for you, but it's a pity that you should never have done it.
If you offend Sect Master Peng Feng, now your only path is death."
The opponent's eyes were full of murderous intent, and Ye Yang already knew that he was in danger.
At this time, the Frost Lord next to him showed a ferocious smile and said: "Let's do it, let him suffer less pain, you do it, or I do it."
Lord Lieyan sneered: "Killing a newborn Vulcan warrior, what could be more exciting than this?
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Of course it's me."
As he spoke, Lord Lieyan stepped forward and opened his palms.
Balls of flames were filled with them.
The scorching breath was very frightening.
It was hard to imagine that in this extremely cold ice cave, he could actually make the intensity of the God of Fire burn so intensely. .
"brush" The flame spread and condensed into a long flame knife, which was held by Lord Lieyan.
This near-perfect control of the flame element made Ye Yang speechless and felt inferior.
Lord Lieyan smiled ferociously, and suddenly raised his flaming sword, facing Ye Yang's face with a sinister smile: "Boy, suffer death.
No matter whether you are a Vulcan warrior or not, today, you must die by my side."
"in hand"
"flood" The scorching flames fell, and a strike as powerful as lightning struck Ye Yang's head straight.
However, in the midst of the lightning and flint, Ye Yang suddenly raised his left leg, and a blue universe shield instantly formed, exquisitely swinging on the opponent's flame sword, and then kicked the Lord of Flames hard. abdomen "Bang" A solid blow contained almost all of Ye Yang's remaining energy.
Venerable Lieyan groaned and took a few steps back.
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but his smile became even stronger.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed: "Good boy, your dying struggle is so fierce.
You are indeed worthy of it."
As a person who has awakened the Vulcan bloodline, I’ll give you a good time.”
As he spoke, Lord Lieyan condensed the flaming sword again, this time it was even more blazing, and it slashed down from top to bottom with majestic force.
Facing the full blow of a seventh-level earth master, Ye Yang knew that he could not block it this time.
However, he still raised his face, looked at the flaming sword coming, and smiled miserably: " Haha, I didn’t expect that.”
But at this moment, Lord Lieyan's movements suddenly seemed to freeze, and his face instantly turned into ashes.
"How is this possible?"
Lord Lieyan pressed the flame knife desperately, but could not move at all.
He was already aware that he had fallen into the pressure of others.
"Bang" A huge force appeared, the starry sky flickered, and a huge light palm print appeared, hitting Lord Lieyan's chest hard.
The next moment, Lord Lieyan suddenly raised his head and fell out, blood spurted out in the air, and his chest All the ribs were shattered, the heart was shattered, and the breath of life was lost when he landed on the ground.
"What" Lord Frost was shocked.
He waved one arm and an ice spear appeared in front of him.
He shouted: "Who are you, get out of here!"
In front of Ye Yang, the appearance of an old man in green robes gradually formed.
His palms were slightly open, and the power of the stars flashed.
The energy flowed as vast as the sky and the earth, and he had the demeanor of a master-level master.
It was none other than Congliangcheng.
Qin Fang hurried back Ye Yang narrowly escaped death and couldn't help coughing violently, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Qin Fang" Qin Fang showed a trace of kindness and said, "Hurry up and leave this place to me."
Lord Frost's face was filled with deathly ashen.
He looked at the starry sky energy surrounding Qin Fang's arm and said in a trembling voice: "You are a strong starry sky" Qin Fang smiled coldly: "If you know, get out quickly."
Lord Frost, as if he was on the verge of being pardoned, hurriedly withdrew and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Grandpa, what are you doing?"
Ye Yang was surprised and was about to ask why, but found that Qin Fang's expression was full of fatigue, and his body gradually turned into starlight and entered the Qiankun Bag.
At this moment, Ye Yang suddenly realized that Qin Fang's soul power was too weak.
It was only enough to kill one Flame Lord, and now it was only at the end of its crossbow.
If the Frost Lord had to take action, he would definitely die.
Full of gratitude in his heart, Ye Yang smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and entered the realm of Bailian.
He must speed up his recovery, otherwise he would be able to escape the first assassination, but not the second.
This cold wind and ice cave is really It's dangerous and abnormal
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Peng Mansion is brightly lit.
In the magnificent hall, Peng Feng, with a spring breeze on his face, entertained the guests.
The person at the head of the throne was none other than the Imperial General Wang Dian who had appeared at the Fire God Altar during the day.
Next to Wang Dian, the one with a red face was Pang Jing, the lord of Liangcheng City.
Peng Feng raised his glass and said with a respectful smile: "Today, General Wang Dian and Master Pang Jing came to my humble residence.
They were very frightened.
I hope that these two distinguished guests will not dislike my humble residence."
Pang Jing smiled and said: "Zongzong Peng, you are so polite.
The Vulcan clan is a famous clan in Liangcheng, and the Wufengfang under the Peng family is the most prominent chamber of commerce in Liangcheng.
Today, Zongzong Peng is hosting a feast.
It is my honor.”
Wang Dian also showed a faint smile and said: "Sect Master Peng showed his hand on the altar of the God of Fire today.
He is indeed a man with an immortal sword who cannot defeat even the national warriors, but he can't even catch a move from the sect leader."
Suddenly, Wang Dian's lukewarm words made Peng Feng's face burn with fire.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that although Ye Yang had awakened his bloodline at that time, he had been seriously injured.
At this time, he was attacked by a sneak attack, and his strength was greatly reduced.
Peng Feng, as the earth A strong person at level nine is naturally invincible.
Pang Jing asked: "By the way, how does the sect master plan to deal with Ye Yang?"
Peng Feng looked cautious and said: "Ye Yang fell into the evil way.
I will imprison him in the cold wind ice cave for observation.
No matter what, he is a descendant of my Vulcan clan.
I will do everything possible to help him escape from the evil way. ” Pang Jing smiled slightly: "The sect leader is really kind-hearted."
Wang Dian also sneered and said nothing.
The hall is full of guests.
Suddenly, Peng Feng and Wang Dian were shocked at the same time.
They both looked out the door, with a chill in their hearts, because they felt a powerful aura suppressing them at the same time, as if they were about to suppress people's bodies.
It was as if the soul was being crushed, but only these two strong men at the ninth level of the earth could sense it.
Pang Jing, who had the strength of the eighth level, looked calm and did not feel any discomfort at all.
"General Wang Dian, what's wrong with you?"
Peng Jing also noticed something.
Wang Dian didn't speak.
There was a trace of fear on his face.
The wine in the cup in his hand was boiling with the surging energy.
After a "bang", the cup shattered.
Wang Dian suddenly stood up.
He pulled out the sword from his waist and shouted: "Who is this person?"
Peng Feng stood up, his sleeves shook, and the fire power roared up.
He actually entered the peak fighting state in an instant.
The fire power had been pushed to the extreme, but it was still far from enough.
His expression was as big as a giant.
The veins were exposed, and even the muscles on his face began to twitch.
His hands were filled with the burning power of Vulcan and trembled slightly.
At this time, everyone finally understood.
A group of Peng family disciples drew their swords one after another and faced the dim night outside the hall.
No one knew how many dangers were hidden there.
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"Dad, what's wrong?"
Peng Yue'er, whose cultivation level was not high, looked confused.
Seeing the reactions of the three top masters, Peng Feng, Pang Jing, and Wang Dian, she was at a loss for what to do.
Pairs of eyes were staring at the door.
Hundreds of tribesmen in the hall drew their swords from their sheaths and looked outside with their swords at war.
"rustle" The breeze blew a few fallen leaves into the hall.
The next moment, a faint red appeared in the night.
Soon, a delicate body wrapped in a thick cloak stepped into the hall step by step.
The momentum was not perverse, but it was hidden.
His murderous aura made everyone hold their breath.
"Stop, who are you?"
Pang Jing shouted.
"Me?"
The visitor lifted up his cloak, revealing a beautiful girl's face.
She smiled slightly: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight.
It's rare that you are so interested.
I also want to come and join in the fun.
By the way, my name is Zingxuan
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