"Whoa—"

The sound of breaking wind sounded suddenly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sword flashed.

Suddenly the wind was fierce and the snow was flying all over the sky.

Tiny snowflakes fell on Baili Feng's body, freezing a thick layer of frost on his body in the blink of an eye.

The icy aura enveloped Baili Feng in an instant, making his body even more stiff.

The wound on the left shoulder was frozen by the cold air, and the blood gushing out turned into ice in an instant, and it was red.

Under the bombardment of this violent snowstorm, Baili Feng couldn't help but stand a little unsteadily, stepped backwards with his right foot, and tried to stabilize his body with lunges.

He held his hands in front of him, and the soul power in his body surged, forming a soul power barrier in front of him, blocking the wind and snow.

However, due to the erosion of the cold air, his soul power was running more and more slowly, and it seemed that it could stagnate at any time.

Occasionally, the wind and snow took advantage of his unpreparedness to pass through the gap in the barrier and attack him.

"Click...... Click......"

In a short moment, his body was covered with frost, layer after layer, wrapping him like a snowman.

Then the wind and snow came more violently, falling on him, knocking him back again and again.

After three breaths, he was forced back to the edge of the high platform.

"Hmph! Baili Feng! You have nowhere to escape! Let's admit defeat!"

Seeing this, Nangong asked the immortal and sneered proudly.

Baili Feng did not speak.

Just looked at Nangong and asked the immortal, and the solemn look on his face became heavier and heavier.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Nangong Wenxian was a little annoyed, and said coldly, "What? Don't you still admit defeat? Do you think that you can turn defeat into victory just by virtue of your current situation? Hahaha, what a joke!"

She laughed, raised the Flying Snow Sword in her hand, pointed at Baili Feng, and said, "Baili Feng, you can see clearly! My current cultivation has surpassed yours, and it is impossible for you to defeat me!"

Baili Feng still didn't speak.

As a result, Nangong Wenxian became even more annoyed.

"You're looking for death!"

She snorted coldly, raised her hand and swung out another sword.

"Whew-"

The cold air was pervasive, and in an instant, the wind and snow became stronger.

Countless snowflakes gathered together in the howling of the cold wind, forming a long dragon with a length of thirty zhang, roaring and rushing towards Baili Feng.

It's here in the blink of an eye.

If he was hit by this blow, then Baili Feng would inevitably be knocked out and fall off the high platform.

This means that he will lose.

But is he willing to lose?

Of course not.

So, when this long dragon of wind and snow hit, he suddenly stepped on his feet and shook his whole body.

"Boom-"

In an instant, all the frost on his body was shaken off.

This is the power that erupted from his gritted teeth and fighting for the last soul power he could mobilize when his meridians were frozen by the cold air.

He did it.

The cold in his body was also shaken away along with the frost on his body.

He is no longer bound by anything!

So, in the next moment, he struck!

Without the erosion of the cold air, the soul power ran much faster, and under his mobilization, it frantically poured into his arms.

Between the flips of his hands, a punch suddenly burst out.

"Whew-"

The tiger roared and shook the sky.

Immediately after that, an incomparably majestic soul power gushed out, turning into a huge tiger in mid-air, roaring and roaring towards the wind and snow dragon.

"Bang !!"

The two collided in mid-air, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering sound.

The whole platform trembled with this loud noise.

The space oscillated, and the air waves rolled.

"Boom-"

Only a rumbling sound was heard, and the audience close to the high platform was also swept to the ground by the surging air wave, and immediately wailed continuously.

"Damn, my waist, I've fallen to death!"

"What's going on, what's going on? We've all retreated so far, how can it still affect us?"

"His grandmother's, why are these two people fighting so fiercely? This time I threw Lao Tzu to death, damn, it hurts to death!"

"No, I'm dizzy, I'll go to the side and rest for a while. ”

"Young Master Feng, ask Miss Xian, can you two fight lightly? Don't make such a big noise, okay? It's scary!"

"That's it, I was so scared just now that my liver fluttered, and I almost jumped out. ”

“……”

Everyone complained, but the two people on the stage seemed to be deaf, they just stared at each other, and their eyes were a little solemn.

Of course, Nangong Wenxian was still a little annoyed on his face.

This guy hasn't fallen yet!

Seeing her annoyed face, the corners of Baili Feng's mouth lightly lifted a smile, and said, "Nangong asked the immortal, I didn't fall, are you very angry?"

Nangong Wenxian knew that the other party was mocking him, so he couldn't help but turn cold, and said, "Baili Feng, you are less proud, the next sword, I will definitely defeat you!"

"Oh, is it?" Baili Feng smiled slightly and said, "That's right, I don't want to waste any more time with you, let's win or lose with one move!"

"Okay, look at the move!" Nangong asked the immortal to snort coldly, holding the sword in his right hand, and quickly danced out a brilliant sword light in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, a huge snowflake suddenly formed.

Nangong Wenxian raised his hand and slapped the end of the Flying Snow Sword, and then flew out, holding the Flying Snow Sword, and stabbed straight towards Baili Feng.

Volley of snow!

In an instant, the wind and snow filled the world.

Nangong asked the immortal sword to be menacing, like a bamboo.

Baili Feng obviously felt that with this sword, Nangong Wenxian had already used his last strength!

She was about to defeat him with a single sword.

Baili Feng didn't move, just stood quietly in place, looking calmly ahead, looking at the huge snowflakes that flew in.

Then, he waved his hand slightly.

"Boom-"

A stream of soul power that was more majestic than before suddenly gushed out, turning into sharp blades and cutting through the huge snowflakes.

As soon as the snowflake broke, the figure of Nangong Wenxian behind her was immediately exposed, and her figure was extremely fast, holding the Flying Snow Sword, and stabbed straight towards Baili Feng.

"Whoa—"

The sword wind howled.

It's here in the blink of an eye.

However, she didn't know that at the moment when her figure was exposed, the corners of Baili Feng's mouth silently set off a sneer.

Mocking sneer!

Immediately after, I saw that he quickly raised his left hand at the moment when the Flying Snow Sword stabbed.

"Zheng-"

The sword rang out.

However, the sword body could not move a bit.

Nangong Wenxian was taken aback.

Because she saw that her Flying Snow Sword was actually caught by Baili Feng with two fingers.

With just two fingers, it was difficult for him to penetrate half a point.

How so?

Nangong asked the immortal if he understood.

Others couldn't figure it out either.

They looked at Baili Feng, and their faces couldn't stop being surprised.

"Holy! What's going on?"

"With two fingers, I blocked Nangong Wenxian's volley of snow, my God, how did Baili Feng do it?"

"It's amazing! It's amazing! Is he going against the sky?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! This must not be true! Not true!"

“……”

In the midst of everyone's discussions, the people of the Baili family all glanced at their patriarch Baili Zheng.

Of the so many people present, it is estimated that they are the only ones who understand what is going on.