"Fall, explode!" Yan Wu waved his hand fiercely, and countless points of light in the air fell instantly, exploding on the ground to form one blazing white area after another.

This move was used against Yan Zheng who was still chasing him when he was just a little warrior at the beginning, Yan Zheng was also a martial emperor, but Yan Wu's move also caused a lot of trouble to Yan Zheng at the beginning, so it can be seen that the interference effect of this move is actually very powerful.

At this moment, Yan Wu was already in the late stage of martial power, and the opponent was still the Martial Emperor, and the power of Yan Wu's move of Holy Light Shining Rain was much stronger than at that time.

At this moment, all the surroundings of the "Snow Mountain King" turned into a white expanse, and his vision and senses were seriously affected, even if it was Yan Wu who was close in front of him, his eyes could not catch it.

"Damn! Nasty Holy Light! Endless night descends upon me, the canopy of death! The "Snow Mountain King" suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and a gray mist suddenly erupted from his mouth, and then gradually enveloped the entire area, and the rain of Yanwu's holy light was suppressed again at this moment.

"This guy really hates the Holy Light so much, it seems that he must be a revenant, but although my Holy Flame is enough to suppress it, it will be a little difficult to completely kill it without hurting the Snow Mountain King himself, not to mention that this Snow Mountain King himself is a master of the Martial Emperor level, and he is two whole realms higher than me."

Thinking of this, Yan Wu's brows furrowed, it is not easy to win this battle, but Yan Wu also has many advantages in his hands now, the first is that his own Saint Yan must be able to completely crush his death ash, and this revenant soul is obviously the first time to control the body of the Snow Mountain King, there are still many unskilled in control, and the harmony of the body is not high, and it seems that there are several times when walking.

"It seems that I must start from close combat, if I have no chance of winning in the martial arts, then it is impossible for the revenant soul to let my holy flame come into contact with his body." Yan Wu discovered the weakness of the revenant soul under careful observation, and took advantage of the fact that the revenant soul did not know that Yan Wu still had the Holy Flame in his hands, Yan Wu had to make full preparations, and use the Holy Flame to give him the most fatal blow at the most critical time, otherwise when the revenant soul was on guard, or directly turned around and ran, Yan Wu would have no way to deal with him.

So at this moment, Yan Wu took out the Divine Fire Spear and aimed it at the "Snow Mountain King", and now the plan is to rely on the Divine Fire Holy Spear to drag this guy first.

"Yo? The little doll's weapon is not bad, and I will honor you as a priest. Seeing Yan Wu take out the Divine Fire Holy Spear, the eyes of the "Snow Mountain King" lit up instantly, and he couldn't move a single step.

"Quasi-saint-level weapons, you little guy is qualified to use them?" As he spoke, the "Snow Mountain King" suddenly appeared in front of Yan Wu and grabbed the Divine Fire Holy Spear in Yan Wu's hand.

"Don't blame me for your own death." A hint of sinister flashed in Yan Wu's eyes, and a large stream of Divine Flame suddenly came out from under his hand to the Divine Fire Holy Spear.

"Haha, the quasi-saint-level divine soldier is my ancestor!" The snatching process seemed to be unexpectedly smooth, the "Snow Mountain King" who was under the control of the revenant soul snatched the Divine Fire Holy Spear from Yan Wu's hand in an instant, and then took it in his hand and played with it carefully, without noticing why he was able to snatch the Divine Fire Holy Spear from Yan Wu's hands so easily, and it seemed that he didn't even have a little dodge action, but at this moment, all the thoughts of the "Snow Mountain King" were all buried in the Divine Fire Holy Spear, and he just thought that Yan Wu was stupid by himself.

But just when the "Snow Mountain King" was complacent and unguarded, Yan Wu's fists suddenly evolved into two blazing white flame tiger heads, and then slammed towards the chest of the "Snow Mountain King".

"The Tiger is coming down!" Yan Wu roared angrily, and almost all the holy flames in his whole body were injected into the two fists.

"What kind of flame is this? It's so annoying! Just try out my new weapon! Feeling the holy flame of Yanwu, the "Snow Mountain King" instinctively wanted to dodge, but at this moment, the Divine Fire Holy Spear in his hand gave him an infinite sense of confidence.

At that moment, the "Snow Mountain King" directly wanted to wield the Divine Fire Holy Spear to defend and prepare to attack and directly kill Yan Wu.

But at this moment, the "Snow Mountain King" suddenly found that the Divine Fire Holy Spear in his hand did not move at all, no matter how he drove it, it was firmly in place, and there was a flame that he hated very much was being injected into his body through this quasi-saint-level divine weapon.

"What?" The "Snow Mountain King" was shocked and wanted to directly abandon the gun to defend, but at this moment, Yan Wu's fists had already descended, and two Yan Tiger fists with holy flames were directly printed on the chest of the "Snow Mountain King".

"Boom!"

"Go, Sheng Yan!"

At this moment, the "Snow Mountain King" was directly knocked out, and the blazing white flame tiger fists printed on his body directly penetrated into the chest of the "Snow Mountain King", and spread directly to the sea of knowledge from various meridians, flesh and blood, etc., after all, the soul of the dead wants to control the body of the Snow Mountain King, so the place where it is must be the center of the sea of knowledge.

Yan Wu's Saint Flame instantly turned into zero, and along the way, it wiped out all the gray mist that came to stop it, and it only took a moment to surround the Snow Mountain King's sea of knowledge.

"What kind of energy is this! Why is my death breath so vulnerable to it! Nearly one-third of the gray mist was easily burned on the path of the Holy Flame, and the revenant soul hid in the center of Zhihai and shouted wildly, "Ancestor, I finally managed to control my body once, and I must not be killed so easily!" ”

"Zhihai, give me a toss!" The revenant soul broke the jar at this moment, and actually wanted to ignite the entire sea of consciousness, and then turn it into its own energy to fight against Yan Wu.

It's just that if the sea of knowledge is ignited, then the king of the snow mountain will naturally not have a chance to survive, because he thinks that if he does not know the sea, his consciousness cannot survive, even if his body is still healthy, but without his mind, he is like a living dead, looking alive, but in fact, he has already died.

Such a situation was naturally not something Yan Wu wanted to see, so seeing this moment, Yan Wu accelerated and controlled the Holy Flame to rush over, trying to kill the revenant soul before it completely ignited the Snow Mountain King's sea of knowledge.

"Hahahaha, do you want to kill me? Don't! Here, Yan Wu saw a gray mist similar to a human figure in the center of the Snow Mountain King's sea of knowledge, which must have been the body that controlled the Snow Mountain King's revenant soul.

A trace of awe flashed in Yan Wu's eyes, and under the control of his spiritual intent, countless holy flames turned into root swords, and suddenly thought about the body of the revenant soul and stabbed it.

At this moment, the sword that Sheng Yan turned into flew fiercely towards the body of the revenant soul like ten thousand swords returning to the sect.