"Looking for death!" Hearing the disdainful words of the three of them, the young cultivator Han Bei Dengran said angrily. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After stepping out of the spiritual pressure and suddenly changing, a cyclone visible to the naked eye appeared, a long sword appeared in the palm of his right hand, and the sword body was snow-white, if you look closely, you can clearly see that on the snow-white sword body, there are six snowflakes clearly carved, and there is a slight chill rippling on the sword, just as soon as it appears, the slightly hot environment of the lava fire cave is much lowered!

Seeing the appearance of this sword, the already dignified faces of Fengchen and several people inadvertently added a little difficulty.

Just by seeing the shape of the sword, several people could feel the difference of this sword, not to mention this very obvious drop in temperature? Almost without much thought, the grade of this sword appeared in the minds of several people: above the excellent spiritual weapon.

A Four-Transformation Cultivator is not terrifying, but when a Four-Transformation Cultivator is holding an excellent spiritual weapon, his combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

Just when Fengchen and the others' faces changed and they had not yet made other reactions, Han Bei, who had taken out the outstanding spiritual weapon, could no longer hold back his anger, and was ready to launch what he thought was a fierce offensive against Fengchen and the others: "See that I don't teach you little dolls to obey, if Uncle Ben is happy, I can not kill you!"

"Cold Tomb, Shi Yu, pay attention to good actions!" At this moment, Fengchen suddenly drank in a deep voice, and the spiritual pressure around his body suddenly soared, and even faintly meant to resist the spiritual pressure released by Han Bei and push it back. At the same time, he raised his hands forward, located at Han Bei's feet, because Han Bei's spiritual pressure seemed to be cowardly and inactive, but as if injected with new energy, it suddenly surged upwards and forward, and immediately submerged Han Bei, who was about to make a move, under its encirclement. not only interrupted Han Bei's movements, but also left a cutting opportunity for the cold tomb!

"Well done, Fengchen!" Witnessing this scene, Leng Tomb didn't understand what Fengchen meant, and after hastily praising Fengchen, taking advantage of Han Bei's moment, which was temporarily exposed by the interference of the demonic fire, the spiritual power under his feet fluctuated, and the whole person disappeared in place by stepping on the shadow. And in the next second, there is no doubt that the cold tomb will appear there.

"Shield of Heavy Earth, Guard!" Even more acute than the cold tomb, more clear than the cold tomb himself, just when the figure of the cold tomb appeared in the demon fire, or next to the magic fire, it happened to be when Han Bei stepped on Han Bei's shadow behind him, without waiting for the cold tomb to make the next move, Shi Yu, who was standing in place, slammed down with his shield in his hands, and a pale yellow ripple centered on the smashing point, spreading out to the surroundings at almost the speed of light, and soon formed a rather large circular area, including the wind and dust stone palace, as well as the cold tomb and Han Bei not far away.

The change of this move is by no means more than that, almost at the moment when the area was formed, the cold tomb at the forefront of the battle, without waiting for the dagger in his hand to condense the shadow power that had just been devoured, he suddenly unexpectedly found that a layer of pale yellow barrier appeared around his body inexplicably, like the yellow sand barrier of Shiyu, but it was a little different.

The yellow sand barrier is the kind of close-fitting type, and the barrier that appears around the cold tomb at this moment is a round ball with a regular shape.

"What is this, it shouldn't affect my actions, right?" Glancing at the barrier in a hurry, Leng Tomb didn't even have time to think about whether this barrier would affect his actions, the dagger was quickly wrapped in a layer of faint black light, and Leng Tomb slashed the dagger in his hand with the extreme he could do, attacking Han Bei while also getting the answer to his inner question.

The black light dagger pierced through the yellow barrier without hindrance, as if the barrier had never existed, and that slicing through it was no different than slicing through the air. And this dagger, which penetrated the barrier without hindrance, also got its wish, and pierced into the thick demonic fire in front of him under the expectation of the cold tomb. It's just that the black light dagger made a crisp "dang" sound before it was about to attack a certain existence inside, which was forcibly blocked and stopped in front of the target.

"Cut, failed!" Leng Tomb couldn't help but smack his lips.

Just the moment of contact, he felt a chill from the dagger that invaded the bone marrow, which made Leng Tomb couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and at the same time, he quickly put the dagger back: if the blow fails, if you continue to stay, you will inevitably encounter a counterattack.

Sure enough, when the cold tomb dagger retracted its footsteps and had just stepped out, and even the figure had not disappeared, a white light shot out from the demonic fire, and when he saw that he was about to cross the cold tomb and had no time to leave, the pale yellow barrier around the cold tomb was perfectly effective at this moment. Although he didn't directly block Han Bei's attack, after being hit by this white light, he held on for nearly half a second before a hole was cracked.

With the complete shattering of the pale yellow barrier, the white light shot out, cutting off the afterimage of the cold tomb left in place, and at the same time, it also brought a chill that even froze the surrounding black flames, shooting straight into the distance.

As for the demonic fire that was wrapped around the young cultivator Han Bei's body and played a distracting role, it was also completely frozen into ice by the chill that escaped under this blow. Immediately after that, Han Bei, the initiator of all this, lightly knocked it from the inside, and the demonic fire ice cube shattered into pieces of slag one after another under the shock of the long sword, and spilled it all over the ground.

"Very good, it seems that I still underestimate you, if my reaction speed is a little slower, I'm afraid that just now can kill me, right?" Han Bei stood on the ice slag all over the ground, looking at the two of them with some gritted teeth. As for the cold tomb that almost killed him just now, it disappeared as if it had disappeared, which made Han Bei a little jealous.

Others don't know, but Hanbei won't know. Just that short exchange just now, it seemed to be a complete victory on Hanbei's side, and Leng Tomb also seemed to be repelled by a blow. But in fact, it was Han Bei himself who almost didn't block Leng Tomb's blow, and when he barely stopped it and was about to fight back, Leng Tomb walked away like a loach.

If it was just like this, Han Bei would at most feel that the escape speed of Leng Tomb was really a bit tricky, and he would not be afraid. What really made him feel threatened to his life, and therefore he had to be afraid of Leng Tomb, was the seemingly inconspicuous attack from Leng Tomb.

Who would have imagined that just a layer of black light was entangled, and what originally seemed to be just an ordinary attack actually brought a sense of oppression like a natural enemy. At the moment of contact, Han Bei could clearly feel that his attack, which should have been 100%, was suppressed to seventy percent or even sixty percent. If it weren't for the fact that the Cold Tomb was just a cultivation of the first change of the Gathering Spirit, but had become the second change of the Gathering Spirit, Han Bei really doubted whether he would be able to survive the moment just now.

If the attack of the cold tomb made Han Bei tremble, then the demon fire of the wind and dust and the shield of the stone emperor made Han Bei hate it to the core. If it weren't for Fengchen's demonic fire sneak attack, Han Bei would not have been caught off guard by Fengchen and a few people at all. And if there was no shield of Shi Yu, the cold tomb just now might be cut off alive and die unexpectedly.

"It's a pity that I didn't kill you!" Fengchen sighed with some regret. If that blow just now could solve Hanbei, it would really save a lot of trouble. But no one can be blamed for this, Fengchen thought that the cooperation just now was the ultimate that the three of them could do, but they were still carried by Han Bei, which can only be said to be the gap in strength.

Through the confrontation just now, the three of them understood that the young cultivator Han Bei in front of them was the best even if his strength was among the four changes of gathering spirits, and he could even compete with the cultivators of the five changes of gathering spirits.

"It's really a bit of a bad luck!" Fengchen said secretly in his heart, but the corners of his mouth inadvertently laughed: "However, only such an opponent can really see the strength of our growth!"

"You dare to laugh, boy, you are looking for death!" Seeing the smile on Fengchen's face, Han Bei, who instinctively thought that Fengchen was laughing at him, suddenly became angry, and lowered his vigilance for a while, ignoring the cold tomb hidden in the dark, whether he would jump out and suddenly attack him.

At first glance, Feng Chen almost thought that this was an ordinary spirit slash, but as the spirit slash approached quickly, bringing that chill to Feng Chen, Feng Chen couldn't help but tremble, Feng Chen immediately reacted to the special features of this spirit slash, and quickly reacted after his face changed.

The demonic fire was ignited in an instant, filling the surroundings of Fengchen's body, and quickly gathered along with the manipulation of Fengchen's divine sense. With the wind as the center and the fire as the periphery, the magic fire blade formed by the two sides spiraling and converging on both sides in an instant was suspended beside Feng Chen, and a gust of wind pressure blew away the surrounding air At the same time, under the manipulation of Feng Chen's two hands, it swept straight towards the front spirit.

"Demon Fire Blade, Ethereal Strike!" At the moment when the two Demon Fire Blades flew out, the wonderful feeling of using the Demon Fire Blade for the first time when he was fighting with Liu Madness reappeared in Feng Chen's mind. Without even reacting to what was going on, as if in a state of selflessness and etherealism, the area and rotation speed of the two-sided demonic fire blades suddenly increased when they were shot, rolling up one after another bursts of wind pressure that could almost blow the condensed cultivator away, mixed with the spiritual pressure that was almost not weaker than Han Bei's, and slashed towards the spirit against the ground. Along the way, because of the strength of the spiritual pressure, layers of red earth were crushed, bringing bursts of sand and soil to obscure the vision.

"This kid, how is it possible!" At the moment when the Demon Fire Blade shot out, Han Bei's face, which was originally a little leisurely, suddenly changed, and he was shocked by the spiritual pressure strength of the two Demon Fire Blades cast by Feng Chen.

Just looking at and feeling it like this, Han Bei could clearly feel the strength of this attack, which was almost no different from the ordinary Gathering Spirit Four Transformations, even if it was not much worse. Although it is still a little worse than Han Bei himself, "He is just a cultivator who gathers spirits and transforms, and the martial arts he casts can be compared to the four changes of gathering spirits, this level span is too terrifying!"

Perhaps, the only thing that can make Han Bei happy is that although the two demonic fire blades cast by Fengchen are extremely powerful, they still can't defeat the spirit slash attack he released, after all, "The spirit slash cast with the excellent spirit weapon condensation frost, combined with the strength of the four transformations of the spirit gathering, is definitely not something that ordinary four-change cultivators can handle, even if you are very against the sky, kid, it is just that!" Han Bei pretended to be calm and muttered to himself, and the two attacks that were about to fight in front of him were finally perfectly completed under the gaze of several people.

"Sure enough, my Spirit Slash is going to be even better!" Just the aftermath of the attack caused by the moment of contact was enough for Han Bei to understand that this attack was won by his own side. Therefore, with a hint of pride, through the layers of ripples and dust that were shocked when the two attacks were exchanged, Han Beichong looked at him not far away.

It's just that Han Bei was a little surprised, "Why does this kid have a smile on his face?" Fengchen's face at this moment suddenly appeared with a smile that Han Bei couldn't understand, so he couldn't help but read it softly.

What Han Bei didn't expect was that his self-talk ushered in a voice that made his face change greatly: "The answer to this question, let me tell you!"

"Not good!" The spiritual pressure behind him surged again, and while Han Bei shouted in his heart, he tried his best to turn around and face the uninvited guest behind him, but this time Han Bei couldn't do it like before.

Because this time, unlike the previous time, at the moment when he was disturbed by the wind, dust, and demon fire, Han Bei increased his vigilance. As a result, he was able to rush ahead of the sudden appearance of the cold tomb, and used a sword to block the blow that the cold tomb was accumulating.

This time, Han Bei really lost his mind, and therefore missed the best opportunity to react, just the moment he turned around, he ushered in another attack of Leng Tomb. And this time, there was still a black light flashing on the dagger, like a night light that cut through the day, and the black light flashed away from Han Bei's eyes, and finally hit the target as he wished.

"Die!" With Leng Tomb's irrepressible angry shout, the dagger stabbed heavily into Han Bei's chest, penetrating the flesh and blood and causing pain, and at the same time, it also irrepressibly flowed bloody blood.

Although cultivators have embarked on the path of breaking away from the mundane, it is inevitable that the existence of certain parts is still extremely important before they become complete, and the heart is an inevitable Achilles' heel for low-level cultivators. As long as the heart is completely damaged, there is no chance that the cultivator will survive. As a result, Leng Tomb's attack went straight to Han Bei's heart without any deviation.

"Cut!" a slightly shrill lip smack came from Leng Tomb's mouth, announcing the outcome of the attack just now.

"It's still a sting!" Feng Chen and Shi Yu turned this thought in their minds at the same time, and there was a trace of regret in their hearts.

If this blow hits the heart, even if Han Bei can't be killed directly, at least half a life will be lost. But now, as long as it doesn't hit the heart, although other places will also cause a lot of impact, "it will still be a fierce enemy!" Feng Chen couldn't help but sigh. The two sneak attacks were unsuccessful, and if you want to have a third chance, I'm afraid it's not realistic.

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