"Old fellow, don't be too happy if you don't get to the last moment, my family's free life is not so easy to die. The furious Lei Hanchuan spoke with a hint of crying, because he didn't have any confidence when he said this, just to comfort himself.

"I'm sorry, old fellow, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you!" a cold voice came out of the void, and then, in the smoke of gunpowder, a figure was revealed.

The figure flying in the air, in the eyes of everyone like a dream, slowly fell on the battle platform, the young man's body, there were a few bloodless holes, a head of black hair fluttering in the wind, a little messy, that's all.

"You ......" pointed to Elder Qiming, who was free and immortal, and suddenly became speechless, his face was red and white for a while, he couldn't imagine that Bing Cheng didn't say anything when he died, and he couldn't get off the stage because he was embarrassed in front of him.

"Haha, I'll just say, our Xiaoyao Lang won't die so easily, hahahaha......" Lei Hanchuan's laughter covered the thunder that was still raging in the void, like a steel knife, and stabbed the heart of the martial artist of the Ice and Snow City team at once.

"It seems that I'm the only one to clean up the aftermath!" After saying this, Elder Qiming's face suddenly became gloomy.

"That's what I want, old fellow, I'll take your life!" Xiao Yao Changsheng carried the hammer of Thor to his shoulder, and stretched out a finger to hook Elder Qiming.

Immortal Xiaoyao's act of ignoring Elder Qiming made Elder Qiming suddenly burst into a loud laugh like a bell, "Boy, the old man has been crisscrossing the continent for decades, and you dare to talk to the old man like this, you are the first, of course, and the last, today, your rampant will kill you." Boy, within ten moves, I will kill you and avenge Bingcheng!"

"Xiaoyaolang, you stand down and rest, it's better for the eldest brother to meet this old guy. Lei Hanchuan's figure flashed and appeared beside Xiaoyao Changsheng, "Kill Bing Cheng, you are also tired, leave everything to me and your eldest sister to deal with." ”

Xiaoyao Changsheng shook his head, "Big brother, this battle is just a warm-up for me, since I said that I will accept this old guy's life, then, I must fulfill my promise and hand over his head to you." ”

Xiaoyao Changsheng's words were understated, so angry that Elder Qiming frowned, he was a real martial artist, and he was ridiculed by a kid whose milky smell had not dried and his yellow hair had not faded, and a vicious anger suddenly rose in his heart, this Xiaoyao Immortal will be killed!

"Big brother, let Xiaoyao Changsheng continue to fight, he is not a reckless person, I believe in him. Lei Yilan, who calmed down his mood, showed a smile on his face, he saw the maturity and wisdom that a teenager should not have from the eyes of the carefree immortal, so he dared to say this, because the free-spirited immortality already has the strength and wisdom that does not match the age.

"Alright, Escape, I'll wait for this old fellow's head to hang from the flagpole in Thundersnow City. Lei Hanchuan patted Xiaoyao Changsheng's shoulder and retreated.

"What an arrogant boy, my head is here, come and get it!" Elder Qiming fell on the battle platform, and walked towards Xiaoyao Changsheng step by step, each step of the fall, leaving a clear footprint on the jade slab, this is a dismount that Elder Qiming gave Xiaoyao Changsheng before the battle.

Although Xiao Yao Changsheng's words were said lightly, the person he was facing was an Eight Treasure Martial Master, and the strength of the martial artists he had fought against him in the past was one or two levels higher, so in his heart, he also began to think about what kind of exercises to use to meet the challenge of Elder Qiming.

The real strength of Xiaoyao Changsheng now should be the realm of the two treasure martial artists, directly fighting against an eight-treasure martial artist, and its strength realm is six levels worse, if it weren't for the fact that Xiaoyao Changsheng has the Heavenly Thunder Trick and the Spirit of Water Travel, when he meets such a great martial artist, not to mention fighting against it, I'm afraid he will only have to flee for his life.

With the two powerful weapons of the Heavenly Thunder Technique and the Spirit of Water Walking, although the strength of the Immortal Freedom is only the realm of the Two Treasure Martial Artists, just like a child with a cannon, he can still defeat a big man with a giant hammer.

The innate advantage of Lei Aotian's thunder body, coupled with the compensation of the two sharp weapons, even against the Nine Treasure Martial Artists, he also has the ability to fight, so in the face of the Eight Treasure Martial Artists' Qiming Elders, Xiao Yao Changsheng did not show a trace of timidity, on the contrary, the blood full of enthusiasm began to boil, and directly turned into battle intent, and now, he wants to take off the head of the Eight Treasure Martial Artists.

Standing ten steps away from the Immortal Immortal, Elder Qiming twisted his neck, the surging vitality on his body continued to become rich, looking at the Immortal Immortal with a smile on his face, "Boy, now, you are already within the scope of my hunt, and you have lost the opportunity to leave, so, are you ready to die?"

Xiaoyao Changsheng squinted, the threat of Elder Qiming was just a fart in his eyes, and under the slight trembling of his body, an energy shield suddenly appeared, wrapped around his whole body, orange vitality, like a cluster of flowing clouds, a trace of cold breath, wrapped outside the energy protection shield, giving Xiaoyao Immortal a second layer of protection.

With this double energy protection, the soles of the feet of the free immortals, a spider web-like crack was the origin point one after another, and the surging thunder factor began to climb steadily, burrowing into the energy storm contained in the thunder hammer.

Looking at the free immortal who showed his rising vitality before the battle, Elder Qiming smiled fiercely and said: "Boy, no matter how you toss, the strength of your two treasure martial artists is not enough in the eyes of Lao Tzu, your ending, like Bing Cheng, can only eliminate the hatred in Lao Tzu's heart if you die without a corpse." ”

The martial artists of the Ice and Snow City team saw that the strength of the free immortal was climbing to an incredible level, and in his throat, a cold swallowing saliva rolled in his throat, and in his eyes, there was a trace of horror that an ant fell into the oil pot.

On the opposite side of Xiaoyao Changsheng, Elder Qiming stood quietly, staring at Xiaoyao Changsheng's every move, and Xiaoyao Changsheng's body vibrated until a slightly silver-white glow slid through his dark eyes, and then, I saw Xiaoyao Changsheng's figure turn into a streamer, and with a violent energy explosion sounded, almost in the time between breaths, it arrived in front of Elder Qiming.

Elder Qiming's eyes suddenly froze, and in the pupils of his eyes, the streamer gradually became larger, becoming an afterimage, continuing to grow larger, becoming a phantom, once again magnified, condensed into the body of the free immortal, dancing the thunder hammer's free immortality, the sound of wind and thunder carried on the thunder hammer, making his black hair flutter high.

Sensing the speed level and strength of the attack of the Immortal Immortal, the corners of Elder Qiming's mouth revealed a trace of disdain, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he slapped at the Thunder Hammer that rushed over, and in the void, the lightning speed of the Immortal Immortal suddenly changed strangely, and the whole body actually shifted horizontally, and at the next moment, he appeared behind Elder Qiming, threw away the fist of the Thunder Hammer, and smashed it hard against Elder Qiming's heart.

Rumble!

The Thunder Gong Hammer in front of Elder Qiming was slapped away by his palm, fell outside the battle platform, shot into the snow, and disappeared.

Boom!

This muffled sound was the sound of the fist of the free immortal, the sound coming from the heart after hitting the Qiming Elder hard, the martial artists of the Ice and Snow City team, the mind, with this muffled sound, all the pupils began to shrink, the speed of this young man with the strength of the Second Treasure Martial Master was actually faster than the speed of the Qiming Elder who had the strength of the Eight Treasure Martial Artists, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed that the situation in front of him was true.

"Hmph, boy, you think that this punch can smash my defensive shield, then you are too self-conscious, I have been across the continent for most of my life, if I was so vulnerable, I would have died a thousand times, boy, next, you should also taste the taste of being beaten. Elder Qiming, who was hit in the back by Xiao Yao Changsheng, shook his body suddenly, and all of his energy was devoured and destroyed, and in the midst of laughter, he swept and kicked at Xiao Yao Changsheng's waist.

Xiao Yao Immortal's punch would not expect to have much effect, when his punch smashed on Elder Qiming's body and felt like hitting the golden armor, it made him understand how strong the Great Martial Master's defense was, if this was a body that cultivated the body of Heavenly Thunder, then, Xiao Yao Immortal's fist had already shattered.

Under the punch, Xiaoyao Changsheng tried out Elder Qiming's defense level, followed by a change in his figure, and in the weird twist, Elder Qiming's ferocious kick shot out under Xiaoyao Changsheng's ribs, and the sharp vitality wind whirl, tearing through the outermost energy shield of Xiaoyao Changsheng, the huge impact force still made Xiaoyao Changsheng's ribs have some slight pain.

Avoiding Elder Kaiming's kick, Immortal Freedom stepped forward again, his whole body was like a windmill, swirling around Elder Qiming's side, and the fist with fierce energy rained down on Elder Qiming's body.

Bang bang bang......

The muffled sound shook everyone's nerves like thunder, but unfortunately, every attack was like a mallet hitting a gong and drum, and it couldn't cause substantial damage to Elder Qiming at all.

In the face of every attack of Xiaoyao Changsheng, as long as he did not rush down the most critical part of his body, Elder Qiming would use the strength of his body to directly resist that blow, seeing that the speed of Xiaoyao Changsheng's attack was getting slower and slower, and the strength of the attack was getting weaker and weaker, Elder Qiming's wild laughter erupted like a torrent, "Boy, Lao Tzu said that with your strength, don't want to break Lao Tzu's defense, now, you should also taste the taste of being beaten!"