As he spoke, his hands formed a mysterious magic seal, and a trace of white gas appeared on the surface of his body. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

These white qi were freezing cold, even if Chen Feng and the others were far away, they all felt a cold chill, as if winter was coming. Then he slapped out with both palms, and suddenly the sky was full of palm prints, and the palm shadows formed a huge mountain, pressing towards Shen Yanbing.

The icy qi dispersed, and the life and death platform was instantly frozen, and a thick layer of ice formed on the surface. And those onlookers who were closer to the platform of life and death, all of them had ice cubes on their eyebrows and beards, and even the breath they exhaled turned into ice!

Everyone was shocked, what a powerful martial art this was, it was so powerful?

If you are so far away, your body will freeze, and if you are directly hit by his palms, I am afraid that it will immediately turn into an ice sculpture!

A well-informed disciple suddenly shouted: "This is the Yellow Level Nine Rank Martial Technique, the Cold Ice Palm, and the first form of the Cold Ice Palm, the Cold Mountain Ten Thousand Heavy, has been practiced to the realm of Dacheng!"

Chen Feng's brows furrowed, he put himself in his shoes, if he changed himself to Shen Yanbing's position, he would not be able to judge which palm was the real killing move, this palm print in the sky was extremely confusing.

A flash of determination flashed in Shen Yanbing's eyes, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he shouted: "The Yellow-level Nine Rank Martial Arts Dacheng Realm is very remarkable, isn't it? Take my sword, Hell Yama Sword!"

As she spoke, she suddenly let go of her left hand, and had been holding the sword in both hands, but at this time she changed to holding the sword in one hand.

She slashed out with a sword, and when she saw this sword, an extremely ridiculous and uncomfortable feeling suddenly appeared in everyone's hearts. It is obviously an extremely heavy sword, which should be a fierce and domineering way, but this sword gives people an extremely light and elegant feeling, and in the light and elegant, there is an indomitable determination and murderous aura.

Either the opponent dies or you die!

Shen Yanbing spurted out another mouthful of blood, her face instantly turned pale and withered, and fine wrinkles appeared on her face, and her long black hair like a waterfall appeared even more white!

The audience was silent, and everyone was shocked, this woman from a poor family has such a strong heart, even if she burns her life, she will never show weakness!

The long sword outlined an inexplicable arc in the air, one long and one short, and the two curves were intertwined, just like the king of Yama holding a pen in the book of life and death and gently hooking it.

Yang Jingtian had a look of horror and horror on his face! This was the first time he had lost his temper today, because he could feel that this sword had brought a great threat to himself, and he could even kill himself directly!

He shouted: "You low-born slut, you want to die by yourself, don't pull me!"

He gritted his teeth, the cyclone of the sect in his body was all running, all the qi gushed out, and the temperature on the life and death platform dropped a lot, and even the disciples who were dozens of meters later had a layer of ice on their bodies.

The long sword and the shadow of the palm in the sky collided together, emitting a deafening roar! The entire life and death platform was directly crushed under this blow.

This scene even made the elders of the sect and the elders of the Taishang who were watching the battle on the cliff all change their colors in unison, and one of the elders stroked his beard and said softly: "Their generation is really amazing." ”

When the others heard this, they also nodded their heads, which was what they said in their hearts. This generation is worthy of the golden generation in the mouth of the sect master, and it is really very strong.

The smoke cleared, Yang Jingtian revealed his figure, he was extremely embarrassed, his clothes were torn, and there was an extremely huge scar on his body, from his left shoulder to his right waist, almost cutting him in half! Flesh and blood squirmed, his face was pale, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He sealed the wound on his body, so that the wound no longer bleed, and laughed happily: "Shen Yanbing, although I am seriously injured, you are already dying!"

Shen Yanbing's body flew out in the air, her clothes were broken on her upper shoulders, and two blue-black palm prints were imprinted on her shoulders. After she landed, she immediately curled up in a ball, trembling all over, her body was filled with a blue and black color, the whole person exuded a cold feeling from the inside out, and a thick layer of frost formed on the surface of her body, and this layer of ice was still thickening, and it would not take a while to form ice cubes.

A female disciple who had a very good relationship with Shen Yanbing hurriedly caught her, and she shouted loudly with a crying voice: "Yan Bing, Yan Bing, how are you?

Her anxious tears were about to fall, but Shen Yanbing was still unconscious, her face was pale, the ice on her body was getting thicker and thicker, and because she was holding Shen Yanbing, the cold air also spread to her body. Soon, a thick layer of ice had spread on her hands and even on her arms.

Yang Jingtian stood on the platform of life and death, looking down, his expression was full of the superiority of the victor: "Let go quickly, otherwise, the cold poison will even invade your body after a while, and you will be frozen into an ice sculpture like him." ”