Chapter 912: Han Yuan Patriarch

Hu Feizi and the others couldn't help but be taken aback, and they all turned their heads to look at the place where the words came, only to see a white light flying from the rear of many flying boats, and a huge coercion belonging to the late Yuan Infant period was attacked.

A great monk came violently, Xuanyang Zhenren was shocked, and shouted in a hurry: "It's Han Yuan here, Ye Daoyou quickly retreat!"

However, Ye Xiaochai was indifferent to this, staring at the white light, and his body did not move at all.

"Hmph!" A cold snort came from the void, needless to say, it must have come from the mouth of the cold yuan. A primordial monk who despised himself so much was somewhat unhappy in his heart.

I saw a big crystal hand emerge out of thin air, with a piercing cold aura, and grabbed towards Ye Xiaochai.

As soon as Ye Xiaochai grabbed Ren Qian's hand and let go, he saw Ren Qian's body falling straight down, and then clenched his fist and smashed it towards the ice palm that he chose.

The white ice palm, the golden giant fist, the two clashed at each other, and a strong power vibrated open. The twenty or thirty crystal flying boats lined up in a row suddenly shook and staggered into a formation. The crumbling Erwolf Mountain is also flickering frequently, and the guardian array looks like it is not supported.

"If an early monk can have such strength, you can be regarded as the first person, but it is still not enough in front of the later monk!" the man first praised, but the anger in his heart still did not subside.

Almost just as the man's words fell, the wind and snow suddenly blew up, and a cold air that even the air was about to freeze rushed towards him, and a huge iceberg appeared above Ye Xiaochai, looking like a phantom. The next moment, it fell down violently.

Ye Xiaochai looked up, and his face showed a bit of solemnity. However, at this moment, above his head, a golden glow bloomed, and a golden holy lotus bloomed, which actually resisted the falling iceberg, so that the iceberg would no longer fall. Because he didn't dare to underestimate the strength of the other party, this time the Holy Lotus was no longer the Tianxuan Nine Blades, but from the Lotus Sword.

But at this time, the mutation reappeared, and the iceberg suddenly collapsed and dispersed, turning into crystalline smoothies, flowing through the cracks of the Holy Lotus like water. Of course, this is not the end, just see those smoothies gather again, re-converge into the iceberg, and through the ice you can still see the golden holy lotus inside. Even strange ice runes appeared on the surface of the iceberg, and at this time, these ice runes flashed with dazzling aura, which looked very simple.

Ye Xiaochai's already solemn expression was also slightly frowned when he saw this.

"Hahaha! Taste the treasure of my Ice Plains Clan, the power of Yuanzhong Ice Mountain!" the man's laughter came from the sky.

After that, I saw that the so-called Yuanzhong Ice Pole Mountain suddenly shrank and shrunk.

Ye Xiaochai was connected to the sword heart in the lotus, and he could sense that a huge force was squeezing the holy lotus, as if he wanted to forcibly crush it. However, the Lotus Sword is made up of a variety of heavenly wealth and earth treasures, which can be destroyed by the Yuanzhong Ice Pole Mountain above.

"Huh?" The man hiding in the sky seemed to be very surprised, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise.

Ye Xiaochai smiled coldly, then turned into a golden light, and swung a punch towards the Yuanzhong Ice Extreme Mountain, and even exerted the power of destroying the gods to the extreme.

However, this Yuanzhong Ice Pole Mountain is not the treasure of the Ice Plains Clan, and under his heavy blow, it just flipped upside down and flew into the sky, and it was indeed not damaged at all.

The patriarch of the Ice Plains clan could naturally see that the other party was not only a sword cultivator, but also a body forging cultivator, and he could even knock Yuanzhong Ice Pole Mountain away with one punch, which showed that his physique had reached a certain level.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Ye Xiaochai's mouth twitched first, and then he put on a sneer, took out the transformation talisman with his backhand, and slapped the talisman on his body. As soon as this talisman entered his body, he felt a huge amount of spiritual power pouring into his dantian, and at the same time, runes appeared out of thin air on his cheeks and forehead, looking like mysterious tattoos.

"Earth Sword Array, extinguish!"

Seeing that he pinched the formation seal, the holy lotus inside the iceberg radiated a dazzling golden light, this is the sword formation of the three forms in one after the extreme intention of the formation, it is a secret technique that he has finally comprehended after many experiments and fusion of the formation seal.

In the golden light, the sound of breaking ice exploded continuously, and countless broken ice fell down. In just a few moments, a huge iceberg was shattered, and this so-called Ice Plain Clan's supreme treasure was completely destroyed, leaving only a rotating holy lotus and thirty-six handleless flying blades outside the lotus petals.

Ye Xiaochai's eyes swept over, and he saw that the woman from the Ice Plains clan retreated back with the unconscious Ren Qian.

"Dare to destroy the treasure of our clan!" A furious word came from the sky, and as soon as these words came out, the wind and snow within a radius of dozens of miles suddenly increased by three points.

Ye Xiaochai looked up at the sky and looked at a corner in the sky, which was the hiding place of the patriarch of the Ice Plains Clan, and it was not difficult at all with his divine sense comparable to that of a god-transforming monk.

I saw that the thunder arc around him was together, and his body turned into a zigzag white light, shooting towards the cold element.

The sound of thunderclap sounded, and the patriarch of Han Yuan, as a great monk, was also taken aback while being angry, the other party actually knew how to escape, which made him a little unexpected, and in a hurry, he cast an ice shield in front of him, and at the same time wanted to try to escape.

Almost just when the ice shield was just formed, the Han Yuan patriarch turned his palm over, and a crystal clear feather fan appeared in his hand, only to hear a crisp sound, and saw the ice shield in front of him shatter, and he could only see a white electric light rushing straight forward, hitting his chest, followed by another crisp sound, something seemed to be broken in his chest, and his body flew out upside down because of this.

Ye Xiaochai's figure was stunned, and then he saw clearly that the other party's body was still wearing an ice armor, and when he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, he saw that the opponent's body was twisted like a whirlpool, and he completely disappeared into the wind and snow.

Ye Xiaochai frowned, muttered to herself, and said, "This is ...... , Space Transfer?" Saying this, even he himself couldn't believe it, how could a monk in the late Yuan Infant period achieve space transfer.

The next moment, a hundred zhang away, the space there was distorted again, and then the Han Yuan patriarch appeared there. It was a man who looked unusually young and handsome, dressed in a snow-white robe, with long snow-white hair, and even his eyebrows were white. Of course, at this moment, he was wearing a broken ice armor, and now it was falling off little by little.

However, Ye Xiaochai's gaze did fall on the ice fan in the other party's hand, if he was not mistaken, the other party was able to achieve spatial transfer, it should be the power emitted by this treasure.