Mo Wu's face was full of horror, and his arm trembled, which was a sign of excessive force, but he still couldn't retract his arm.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that his arms were gradually numb, a trace of coldness invaded his body, and his entire huge body was becoming stiff!

The next moment.

Under the shocked gaze of Mo Wu, Mo Bai, and Song Yue, Jiang Zhenwu, who had turned into an ice sculpture, suddenly moved.

The surface of his body was still covered with a layer of frost, but it didn't affect it in the slightest, and he slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Wu in front of him.

And Mo Wu was still unable to move, and could only watch as Jiang Zhenwu stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, like an iceman.

"Ahh

Mo Wu shouted, his body trembled, the power in his body surged, and every inch of muscle in his body exploded, but he couldn't move.

Mo Bai, Song Yue felt incredible.

Under the power of Mowu, the strength is enough to smash a tank, and it has tens of thousands of catties of strength, but now he can't break free from Jiang Zhenwu's inexplicable shackles?

Moreover, the icy power of the ink white has no effect?

"He's getting stronger again, he's a lot stronger!"

This was the first thought of Mo Bai, Song Yue, and Mo Wu.

This made them a little desperate, when they thought that they had made progress and could win Jiang Zhenwu, they found that Jiang Zhenwu's progress was greater than their own, and the gap was not closer, but more distant.

The inky white hair was fluttering in the wind, and the snowflakes had fallen around the body, and the cold ice power in the body had been mobilized to the peak, and he wanted to continue to control the cold ice power that froze Jiang Zhenwu, so as to control Jiang Zhenwu's body.

However, she found that Jiang Zhenwu's body was out of control, and when her cold ice power was transmitted to Jiang Zhenwu, she would lose contact and no longer belong to herself, as if it was a forbidden area that belonged to her, and she had no way to take Jiang Zhenwu at all!

"It can't be!"

Mo Bai gritted his teeth, and his power raged again.

Jiang Zhenwu grabbed Mo Wu's neck and lifted Mo Wu, who was almost half taller than himself, Mo Wu's feet off the ground, still struggling, but for the time being, he still couldn't break free from Jiang Zhenwu's control.

And Jiang Zhenwu's eyes looked at Mo Bai, and said lightly: "I said, your ice power is of no use to me!"

Only then did the ice crystals on the surface of his body gradually dissipate, and all of them were absorbed by him as if they were in his body, which was originally the power that belonged to Mo Bai.

Mo Bai's body shook slightly, a little uncomfortable, staring at Jiang Zhenwu, and said in a cold voice: "Don't hurt my brother!"

Jiang Zhenwu grabbed the palm of Mo Wu's neck and squeezed it hard, Mo Wu's body suddenly trembled, his huge body began to shrink, and he returned to his original state, and his face was flushed.

"Jiang Zhenwu, stop!"

Song Yue shouted, and silently, a stream of spiritual power was condensed in the air and rushed towards Jiang Zhenwu.

Jiang Zhenwu sensed it instantly, and turned his head to look at Song Yue in an instant, and the essence in his eyes flashed.

Burst!

Suddenly, Song Yue spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and the spiritual power emitted immediately collapsed and dissipated, his consciousness became sluggish, his body shook a little, and he almost fell down without standing firmly.

Song Yue's eyes were full of horror, looking at Jiang Zhenwu incredulously, she could feel that Jiang Zhenwu didn't use his spiritual power at all, he defeated himself with just one look and crushed himself at the level of consciousness!

"How strong is his consciousness?"

Song Yue had a question in his heart.

Long Yi and Ling Xiao didn't make a move, they had been carefully observing Jiang Zhenwu's strength, and the first three people to make a move were their cannon fodder.

However, these three cannon fodder were obviously a bit weak compared to Jiang Zhenwu, so neither Long Yi nor Ling Xiao got more information about Jiang Zhenwu.

Powerful body, powerful ice control, powerful mind!

This in itself is information that they all know.

"Enough, Jiang Zhenwu, let go of Mowu!"

Long Yi suddenly said: "If you kill him, it will only make your death even more ugly!"

"Noise!"

Jiang Zhenwu's expression turned cold, and he said lightly: "Since I am already going to die, what if it is ugly or not? If you want to kill me, are you not prepared to send me to death?"

Click!

Jiang Zhenwu did not let go of his hand, but a powerful force erupted, Mo Wu's strong bones and throat bones were crushed on the spot, the entire neck was twisted, his head drooped down, and his eyes were still full of incredulity.

Bang!

Jiang Zhenwu threw it away casually and threw out Mo Wu, who had softened all over his body.

Mo Bai and Song Yue's eyes widened.

They didn't seem to believe that Mo Wu was just dead, and he died right in front of them.

"Brother!"

Mo Bai let out a loud cry and rushed towards Mo Wu's body.

Jiang Zhenwu waved his hand, Mo Bai turned into an ice sculpture on the spot, was frozen in place, and then waved his hand again, and a force slashed out, whistling and flying towards the frozen Mo Bai, about to cut off the frozen Mo Bai!

"You dare!"

The dragon shouted loudly one by one, and his expression became even more ugly.

I saw her take a step, her figure seemed to have stepped through the space, the space distance seemed to not exist under her feet, and the figure suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Zhenwu, the hand length on her waist waved suddenly, and a white light floated in the air, like a silver snake, twisting and winding in the air, fluctuating, but in the blink of an eye, she came to Jiang Zhenwu's face.

This is a soft sword, and it is extremely sharp, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, Jiang Zhenwu does not dare to take it hard.

Jiang Zhenwu immediately retreated, and it was the first time he retreated, leaving deep footprints on the ground with every step.

However, the sword light seemed to be endless, following closely, and everywhere it passed, it seemed that the space had been cut through and became fragmented, giving Jiang Zhenwu the illusion of an exotic time and space in the depths, as if he had left the earth.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

Jiang Zhenwu was also a little shocked.

Such an incredible swordsmanship, he had seen it for the first time.

No matter how he retreated, it was as if he hadn't moved, and he was still less than an inch away from the attacking sword light, and he would let a sword kill him at any time.

Ling Xiao's figure flashed, and he came to Mo Bai's body, waved his palm, and easily momented the momentum of Jiang Zhenwu's attack, and then quietly watched Long Yi's move, his eyes were extremely solemn, and he said in a low voice: "She actually integrated her natural ability into the Tianshan Sword Technique to create a new sword technique. The Tianshan Sword Technique combined with the spatial ability is so wonderful, incredible, incredible......"

Ling Xiao's eyes looked at Long Yi, who was almost moving in the air as if he was moving instantaneously, trying to see Long Yi's movements clearly, but with his realm at the moment, he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't keep up at all.

Long Yi is a rare peerless Tianjiao in the world, is a powerful chosen one, and is also a powerful martial arts master, who was carefully cultivated by the Tianshan faction for more than 20 years, and was selected as the saint of the Tianshan Mountains, if he does not become Long Yi, he may be the next head of the Tianshan Mountains in another twenty years, and become one of the strongest people in the world in terms of power and strength.

Even if he is as powerful and conceited as Kunlun descendant Ling Xiao, when he sees Long Yi, he will consciously lower his posture.

However, what shocked him even more was that Long Yi was so swordsmanship, combined with his spatial innate ability, almost like teleportation, he didn't even help Jiang Zhenwu in the first place.

I saw that Jiang Zhenwu's figure had also become extremely ethereal, although it was not as shocking as Long Yi's teleportation, but it was also light and not like a human, as if he was out of the gravity of the earth, his body was erratic, and his toes were on the ground one after another, as if a dragonfly was dotting water, and he was incredibly dodging Long Yi's sword light.

"The true yang dao elder descendant is indeed incredible. It's a pity that if he is given some time, Ryuichi may not really be his opponent. But now, he is definitely not Ryuichi's opponent!"

Ling Xiao said to himself in a low voice.

Next to him, Mo Bai struggled to break free from Jiang Zhenwu's frozen power, spit out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly came to her brother Mo Wu's side, seeing the twisted neck, the head had been folded down, and the tears could not stop flowing, but she reached out and touched her brother Mo Wu's snort, and found that there was still a trace of breath, which made her eyes widen and her hands trembled.

How is this possible?

Song Yue stabilized his mind, and when he saw Mo Bai's appearance, he knew that Mo Wu might not be dead, and said in a low voice: "Mo Wu's talent is the body, last time he was blessed by misfortune, and he stimulated the complete body of physical talent, in addition to the great increase in strength, there is also an ability similar to the immortal body, as long as his body is not crushed, even if it is dismembered and his head falls off, he will not die immediately, if it can be stitched up in an extreme time, it can be healed, but the time will be different!"

Mo Bai didn't know anything about this, looked at Song Yue in shock, and asked, "Then my brother won't die, how long will it take for him to heal?"

Song Yue shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's the first time I've seen this powerful healing ability. It can be said that as long as he does not die in the future, there is almost no possibility of death. ”

Mo Bai's expression relaxed, wiped his tears, and once again made sure that Mo Wu was indeed still breathing, and there was a hint of heat on his twisted neck, which seemed to be repairing, his tone relaxed, and then looked at the battle that was still going on, the ethereal boy like the wind made her emotionally complicated.

Hearing Ling Xiao's self-talk, Song Yue asked, "You mean, Long Yi has won, and she hasn't done her best?"

Ling Xiao smiled and said lightly: "I haven't seen her go all out, I haven't seen what she looks like with all her strength, back then, as a competitor, she didn't use all her strength to win, and several of us were completely defeated, although she was not close to people, and her means were ruthless and decisive, but there was absolutely no doubt about her strength, except for those old monsters, she could be said to be invincible." ”

Song Yue and Mo Bai listened, and they both took a slight breath.

Except for the old monsters, which can be called invincible?

Such an evaluation can be said to be beyond imagination.

Because, an old monster like the True Yang Taoist usually won't come forward, unless it is a great change in the world, and he can't go out of the mountain, just like this Kyushu Ding incident, so that the True Yang has to take action.

But usually, the True Yang Daoist will not even leave Hongquan Mountain, let alone participate in the affairs of the world.

Therefore, Long Yi can be said to be in the world!

"Then can she kill Jiang Zhenwu?"

Mo Bai asked through gritted teeth.

Song Yue also looked at Ling Xiao with some expectation.

They were abused by Jiang Zhenwu several times, and their confidence was not broken, and they had long lost the pride and self-confidence they had at the beginning, and they didn't want to live in the shadow of Jiang Zhenwu in the future.

So, if Jiang Zhenwu is dead, that's the best.

Ling Xiao smiled again, the blade of the sword in his hand trembled, and said lightly: "Today, it is impossible for Jiang Zhenwu to leave alive." Even if Long Yi is soft, I will not be soft, I will never allow him to live, let alone fail today's mission. ”

Ling Xiao's tone was relaxed, but it was full of cold murderous aura and indomitable momentum.

Today, Kunlun and the Dragon Group can almost be said to have torn their faces with the True Yang Daoist, and it is definitely either you die or I die.

If they can't destroy the True Yang Daoist and Jiang Zhenwu today, then they will have to face peerless master enemies like the True Yang Daoist in the future, as well as Jiang Zhenwu's future revenge with a talent that may be more terrifying than Long Yi!

Song Yue said in surprise: "Long Yi will be soft-hearted?"

Others don't know the style of the dragon group, but Song Yue, who is the heir of the Song family, knows very well that as long as he is an enemy, the dragon group has always had no possibility of mercy.

Long Yi, who was born in the Tianshan faction, wiped out all the disciples of the Tianshan Mountains back then.

Ling Xiao was silent and didn't answer, just staring at the battle with his eyes, and his hand gripping the scabbard became tighter and tighter.

Scold!

Suddenly!

A crisp sound of metal grinding sounded.

A sword light flew out from Jiang Zhenwu's back, whistling and spinning in the air, and the aura within a radius of several hundred meters suddenly became cold.

Ryuichi's sword was already unstoppable.

Several figures of Long Yi appeared around Jiang Zhenwu's body, each figure was real, each figure swung a sword, and the sword light wrapped around every part of Jiang Zhenwu's body, wanting to strangle Jiang Zhenwu into pieces!

The sword light in the air spun down, and pieces of ice crystals appeared around it and condensed on the blade of the sword, turning into a huge ice sword in the blink of an eye, slashing towards Jiang Zhenwu's surroundings, enveloping every dragon figure!

But!

A full seven dragons took out their swords at the same time, which had already blocked every inch of Jiang Zhenwu's activity space, making him unable to use any exquisite steps and body techniques, and could only face the seven swords.

Every Long Yi was expressionless, as if killing Jiang Zhenwu was just a very ordinary thing.

"Jiang Zhenwu is dying?"

Mo Bai and Song Yue's eyes widened, looking forward to this scene, but at the same time they had some regrets.

No matter how much they hated and hated Jiang Zhenwu, they also had to admit that Jiang Zhenwu was a peerless genius who made them unable to compete.

But.

Right now!

Bang...... Zizizi......

A thunderbolt suddenly appeared around Jiang Zhenwu's body, blooming out from under his feet, as if he had stomped on a lotus flower, and the electric light was meandering and entwining, like silver snakes flashing in the air, instantly covering every inch of space around Jiang Zhenwu's body, and then turned into an oval-shaped egg-like cocoon, enveloping Jiang Zhenwu's entire person in it.

At the same time, Ryuichi's seven swords sank into the thunder light.

Ling Xiao, Mo Bai, and Song Yue didn't make a sound, and their eyes looked at this scene without blinking. ()

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