The corners of the tournament platform were filled with ice-blue smoke.

The aura of ice was everywhere, not a realm, it was like a realm, and even completely suppressed the jade-colored light spots.

"It's my turn. ”

Nangong Fan's words seemed to be mixed with ice slag, which was very terrifying.

The orangutan pupils shone with incredible colors, and at this time, there were white marks all over his body, and wisps of ice slag dotted on them, and he was no longer as powerful as before.

It was furious.

A-for-tat roar.

"Roar!"

The sound wave swept through, and the cold snaps that were stirring everywhere were stagnant. At the same time, the orangutan body bloomed with a more brilliant luster, and its arms seemed to be freed from the shackles, and once again lingered with a strong momentum, and the momentum of the encirclement was unstoppable.

"Get out!"

Nangong Fan didn't give in at all this time, and the surging and violent strength between his body made him excited. Transformed into an ice zombie, he no longer has to retreat from the ferocious force carried by the orangutan's every move.

With a sword in one hand and a seal in the other, he met the two thick arms.

"Boom!"

The two roars exploded almost simultaneously.

Nangong Fan's body trembled, and the four forces surged around him, causing his body to burst out with wisps of ice mist.

The orangutan, who had had gained the upper hand since the contact, staggered back five steps in a row, and in the meantime he had been trying to remove his strength, otherwise he would not have been able to solve it in just five steps.

The two were bright for a while, but in this collision, they were inseparable.

The orangutan's throbbing pupils fell silent, sensing a deadly crisis.

One thing descends one thing, it can be said to show off its power with its hard body before, and it is completely free to do whatever it wants on the competition platform, Nangong Fan has no way to take it at all, even if he finds the right opportunity to draw a cold knife, it is dispensable for it, and it cannot reach the level of breaking the defense at all. But in fact, it did not cause any effective damage to Nangong Fan between this, it has always maintained an absolute safe distance, and even if it draws a cold knife, it will only shoot when it can ensure its own safety.

At this time, although the strength displayed by Nangong Fan was still at a disadvantage, it was no longer as different as before. Such strength, combined with its flexible pace...

The situation in the field was reversed in this instant!

The orangutan was deeply aware that it was going to be caught in a slow and endless blow, and it knew that it couldn't drag it on... Even if the bones are hard and there are only a few flaws, there is still a gap in the hundreds. What's more, now Nangong Fan has been able to hurt it, if it happens to hit a flaw, then the real crisis is coming.

"Roar!"

The orangutan thumped its chest, and its body leaped to a dazzling luster, dispelling the chill that lingered around its body.

For it, this is the energy of the enemy, and even if it does not reveal any deadly threat now, it will inevitably explode suddenly, and it is better not to let it drift around it. What's more, the frost in front of him is extremely terrifying, and it feels like a blunt knife cutting flesh. Maybe by the time something is wrong, it'll be too late.

It moved, moved its body, and its strength condensed into a fist, blasting out without any fancy fire.

Under this punch, there seemed to be an invisible fluctuation that took the lead.

The suppressive power that he had exerted several times before once again shrouded Nangong Fan's body. Even Nangong Fan, who turned into a zombie, was suppressed by it for a while and couldn't move, and only met the two clusters of ghostly flames that kept beating.

"Whew!"

Nangong Fan opened his mouth, and the cold current poured out from it, and there were faint wisps of black silk dotted on it.

The mutated frost of ice unleashes its power.

The suppression seemed to have reached its limit, disintegrating in an instant. At the same time, the cold snap that spit out was also gone.

The two disappeared together in the pouring room!

"Laws?"

Everything in the world operates under the rule of the Heavenly Dao, existence is reason, the law of any thing can be separated into a law, if it is a system of achievement, it is a way.

This suppression law is quite strange, without any attributes, it seems to be just simple suppression, from the outside in, comprehensive suppression!

After Nangong Fan turned into a zombie, his body became stronger, and he naturally became a lot sharper, and finally found the most difficult and irresistible move before.

"Since it's the law... It's a lot easier to solve. ”

Nangong Fan was extremely calm, his eyes met the fist that was getting closer and closer, and his body gradually faded. Only a faint flash of golden light could be seen.

"Whew!"

The orangutan punched the air, and his skull trembled slightly.

Unfortunately, before it could strike back effectively, a fist emerged from the empty space to its right.

"Bang!"

The orangutan retreated, wisps of frost on their sternum, still slowly spreading around.

It bared its teeth, and the fire began to beat again.

Nangong Fan rubbed his fist, which was a little numb, and did not chase after it for the first time, but coldly watched the crawling of the frost.

"Can this be fully handled?"

He sighed and moved again, his body disintegrating between the cold currents, drifting with the wind to unknown places.

The orangutan glanced around vigilantly, and sure enough, it came true. After Nangong Fan incarnated into the ghost he is now, he could only be beaten passively.

"Whew!"

"Back!"

The orangutan didn't have time to turn around, and the moment the voice sounded, an instinctive reaction caused it to slam its legs away.

"Whew..."

A shrill grinding sound sounded.

This leg, empty!

The orangutan pupils trembled, trying his best to analyze everything in front of him. As soon as he raised his eyebrows, in front of his body before he stood up straight, the sound of breaking through the air sounded. Nangong Fan's figure appeared at the same time.

The black greatsword, wrapped in frost, is unstoppable from top to bottom.

The instinct of the orangutan was so terrifying that almost the moment Nangong Fan had just attacked, it raised its arm at the same time and punched out.

"Whew!"

This punch was fast and accurate, and before it collided with the giant sword, the strong wind alone instantly flattened everything in front of him.

This is just a light and shadow that relies on the existence of a cold current!

"Sure enough, the cold snap is a mortal threat!"

The orangutan roared in his heart. How long has it been since I experienced this feeling of being teased in the palm of my hand?

The fire was beating wildly, and it knew that the sound of the attack would not be fake.

Isn't it where the front will be?

Left!

The orangutan raised its other arm and blasted out!

Light and shadow again!

"Wake up, King of Ice, Black Dragon!"

The cold snap collided with the wind.

The voice came from behind the orangutan!

Nangong Fan still chose to attack from behind!

The black giant sword turned around in the frost, really like the awakened black dragon. A small black snake opened its eyes inside the giant sword, and faintly there was a dragon power floating out of nothingness, echoing the black dragon blood in Nangong Fan's body.

Two black dragons fight side by side across time and space.

Frost Zero reached its extreme in this instant. Even if the orangutan has no flesh and blood, it feels cold, not only its body, but even its mind seems to be ossified.

"Get out!"

How can an orangutan sit still and wait to die? But at this time, the frost that was previously dotted on his body was sticking to the bones to show his power to the fullest, absolute zero!

This is the characteristic of the frost of ice! just like the vitality of the Qinglian Dao Fire, the destruction and destruction of the hellfire, and the purification of the Morning Sun.

The source is fully open!

After this sword, Nangong Fan would not be able to use the Frost of Zero Degrees for almost a month, otherwise there would be a danger of completely extinguishing the Origin.

However, the rigidity brought about by the Absolute Zero Degree and the Law of Freezing also really restrained the orangutan in an instant. No matter how hard it struggles, it will feel a biting chill for a short time. Just as Nangong Fan was trapped under the ice by Nangong Bufan before, the more he struggled, the more intense this frost could be.

This is the rule of the Heavenly Dao!

Even if Nangong Fan's Frost Zero only contains a little charm, it is not something that today's orangutans can break free in a short time.

There is no reason for this sword to fail.

"Boom!"

There seemed to be two black dragons rushing out of the giant sword, landing together at the junction of the orangutan skull and shoulder bone.

"Whew..."

A shrill voice rang out.

The orangutan skull fell to the ground with a "clang" sound.

Nangong Fan's pupils flickered, and he didn't wait for him to reveal the joy of victory. Sudden chest pain.

"Poof!"

Nangong Fan's entire body flew backwards, and at the same time, the cold current gushed out of his mouth as if he didn't want money.

His pupils froze in mid-air, and he stared in shock at the huge fist that suddenly appeared and blasted itself away.

"How is it possible?" Nangong Fan roared in his heart, "The skulls have been removed, and you still have the strength to fight back?" Moreover, how did this fist appear here without warning?"

Under the impact of the previous giant sword, the bones of the orangutan did not fall apart, but half of its body sat on the ground in an extremely strange posture, and it calmly withdrew its fist. With one hand, he picked up the rolling skull on the ground, and with the other he gently patted the frost on it. And then holding the skull in both hands ... Settle back on his neck.

I saw the jade light flicker, and the skull returned to its original place unharmed.

Seeing this, Nangong Fan once again spit out a big mouthful of cold currents.

The orangutan grinned and straightened, and even twisted its neck and rubbed its fists.

It looked at Nangong Fan who had just fallen to the ground and jumped up with a sneering face.

At this time, silence is better than sound, Nangong Fan didn't believe that his hard work was in vain, and suddenly opened his eyebrows and vertical pupils.

"Hmm... The fire in his eyes was much darker, and his qi was not as strong as before. Even between the cracks of the bones, there was a little frost that had not been dispelled, and had penetrated deep into the bone marrow. ”

At this time, Nangong Fan still didn't understand that although the previous sword that was bound to win, although it did not directly lay the victory, it was not like the shown by the orangutan, it was just pretending to be a trick.

He was now extremely uncomfortable from the punch, and the seemingly intact orangutan was only more uncomfortable.

"Will it also be psychologically hit?"

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth rose slightly, and he rubbed the crack that appeared on his chest.

Although the origin needs to be warmed, the source of the ice zombie is the mutated Frost Zero, and its every move naturally attracts its breath.

He still has the strength to fight again!

He moved. No longer disappearing weirdly, just rampage.

The orangutan fire beats, and the same steps are moving.

The two guys, both of whom are extremely hard and eccentric, hedged! Like two brute bulls, with only the other person's figure in their eyes, they never die, and they never take half a step back.

Nangong Fan slashed with the giant sword in his hand, and the sword intent was vast, intertwined with the cold current.

The orangutan is still unpretentious and relies on his fists to fight the world, for it, its hard fist is the most powerful weapon in the world, and it is a great insult to itself to use other weapons. In fact, in addition to being uncomfortable, after all, weapons with materials such as the Black Dragon Sword and the Heaven Turning Seal are not something that you can have if you want them. And ordinary heaven-level weapons, it really doesn't necessarily have its hard bones.

"Bang!"

The two slammed into each other, and there was only a moment of stalemate. The orangutan body began to recede irrepressibly.

Nangong Fan had the upper hand for the first time in the frontal battlefield. A hint of joy appeared in his pupils, not to mention the feeling that he had not felt in the same level for a long time, and the experience at this time was really unique.

However, he became more and more calm, even in the stalemate collision, the sword was very orderly, and he did not give the orangutan a chance to take advantage of.

He knew that while he had won the orangutan's best area, anything could happen when victory didn't really come. The most important thing now is to stabilize the victory, not to give it a little time to relax, and to completely press down the already tilted balance of victory and defeat with continuous swordsmanship.

The orangutan pupils kept beating, but under the swordsmanship like a surging river, it could only be forced to fight. Unlike in the past, the skull is indeed not its fatal weakness, but it is also an extremely important part of its body, and it is restored to make its vitality greatly damaged, and the bones on its body have become scarce due to the energy of cooperation, and naturally become much softer.

At this time, it can only pour most of its energy into its fists, hoping that its invincible iron fist can change the tide of battle.

However, Nangong Fan knew that he could not compare with the guy in front of him who had jumped from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain in terms of combat instinct and even experience, and all the swordsmanship he had now was out of the system, continuous, and there was still one move after another, leaving no gap.

These are all trivial things recorded in the "Qinglian Sword Codex", just simple swordsmanship. But under the power of the zombie body, it also has the ability to turn decay into magic.

The orangutan became more and more impatient, and it was only a matter of time before the whole body fell apart like this. But if you ignore this wielding sword, I am afraid that this process will end early.

"You can't sit still. ”

The orangutan knew this, but it was very aggrieved, and it could only follow Nangong Fan's rhythm because of its vitality.

"You have to make a choice. ”

The fire in the orangutan eye socket jumps up and down, releasing a dangerous sheen.

"Roar!"

It exploded like the dying roar of a beast.

Between the gaps in the bones of the orangutans, a dazzling blood glow suddenly bloomed. This blood was extremely deep, and the jade color was completely concealed in an instant.

If it was not possible to identify the orangutan from the underworld before, there is no need to doubt that this hidden aura is released at this moment. They belong to one of the most wicked races in the world.

"Die!"

A harsh voice rang out.

The blood light materialized in the blink of an eye, rippling around his body, as if the entire competition platform had turned into a viscous sea of blood.

"Zizi..."

Nangong Fan felt that his body had been corroded a lot in an instant, and wisps of ice mist mixed into the sea of blood, and were soon decomposed and disappeared without a trace.

His pupils were still indifferent, and there was no panic at all, as if everything in front of him had already been expected by him.

"Just waiting for you to break out!"

Nangong Fan thought silently in his mouth, and the three eyes that had not been closed since they had opened them before flashed with luster.

Magical Vision!

The sea of blood was like a virtual object, and a ray of white light flickered through it, and the accurate hit gradually disappeared between the skulls of the orangutans.

He had already tried it before, perhaps this race made entirely of bones was too unique and extremely immune to illusions, and even the Wood Illusion Law only made it sober up in a slight trance. According to his speculation, if he was engrossed, he might be able to ignore the law of wood illusion, which was just a nascent.

But the magic power of the divine eye is different, although it is based on magic power, in fact, there are too many dopings. After all, witchcraft is, in the final analysis, a unique energy that is a mixture of divine power and spiritual power in a certain proportion.

Nangong Fan's martial cultivation realm is very low, but he can't stand the laws he comprehends, which leads to the incomparably strong divine soul, and the spiritual cultivation realm has never fallen, coupled with the continuous leap of the body, the three eyes have also been on the road of continuous leaping. With the mystery of the witch and the strangeness of the three eyes, unless the soul is strong beyond imagination, it will definitely be controlled by the magic power divine eye,

The orangutan was greatly injured before, and now it has exploded with all its might, and the divine soul can be said to be in an unprecedented trough, no matter how strange its race is, no matter how strange the divine soul is, it is also wrapped in the heavy package of the magic power divine eye at this time.

Without the sea of blood controlled by the master, the threat suddenly dropped. Countless amounts of energy were expended in the void. With just a few swings of the giant sword, Nangong Fan annihilated countless tangible and invisible energies.

With one breath, the orangutan woke up. He was worthy of Tianjiao, who was struggling in hell, and he was not in a trance like the enemy Nangong Fan had targeted before. As soon as he woke up, he subconsciously threw his fist forward.

"Bang!"

The greatsword easily blocked the iron fist.

A much faint sea of blood stirred, and the orangutans kept retreating.

It seems to be even weaker, and in the head-to-head confrontation, it is no longer a level of competition with Nangong Fan.

The orangutan finally stopped and looked indifferently at the empty world in front of him.

The sea of blood has all gone!

It's not just the loss of energy, it's the loss of hope.

The heart is like ashes!

The ghost fire in the orangutan eye socket almost lost all its luster, and it no longer paid attention to Nangong Fan, who was slowly approaching, looked at the martial arts platform, and sighed faintly.

Hate, there is no time to grow!

Hate, failed to regain freedom!

Hate, die in a foreign land!

A hint of respect appeared in Nangong Fan's pupils, and then turned into ruthlessness.

He wielded the Black Dragon Sword.

Chop!

There was no wind stirring, no violent collisions, only the sound of skeletons scattered all over the place.

The skull was dripping and rolling, but there was no luster in the eye sockets.

The orangutan has fallen!

Fell on the Black Dragon Sword.

Nangong Fan looked at the completely separated bones and sighed, suddenly as if he remembered something, and his pupils were full of resentment.