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Wind, formless, colorless, and phaseless.

The wind, we can only feel, feel it blowing on the face, feel it blowing on the heartstrings.

The wind is beautiful and terrifying.

When he is gentle, he is like a mother's smile, making us feel comfortable, but when he is tyrannical, the wind can easily tear apart anything in this world.

When that huge tornado roared towards Zhao Chunliang, Zhao Chunliang felt for the first time what real tyranny was.

In the past, Zhao Chunliang had used the wind to suppress others, and even used the wind to kill people, but those winds were not tyrannical, because at best, it was just a bit of air pressure, even if it was a wind blade, the wind was also soft, but it was controlled by Zhao Chunliang and turned into a wind blade.

However, the current huge tornado rewrote Zhao Chunliang's perception of the wind, and he discovered for the first time that the wind could be so irritable.

That's right, it's grumpy.

These winds have character, or rather, they have attributes!

A huge tornado roared, and Zhao Chun's conscience turned around, wanting to control the wind in front of him to block those winds.

However, Zhao Chunliang failed.

The irritable, tyrannical tornado stirred up all the winds within ten meters of Zhao Chunliang's surroundings, and those winds seemed to have been assimilated by the tornado.

Zhao Chunliang's body was stunned, and then, he found a terrifying situation.

That tyrannical tornado, there was more than one!

With Zhao Chunliang as the center, all directions are tornadoes!!

Don't tornadoes cost money?

Zhao Chunliang wanted to complain like this, but time didn't allow him to complain at all.

Countless tornadoes have brought powerful tearing power, and Zhao Chunliang believes that as long as these tornadoes hit his body, his body will be torn apart in a very short time.

For such a period of time, Zhao Chunliang has been growing, and his fighting style is constantly changing, so Zhao Chunliang's strength has slowly moved from self-confidence to conceit.

This conceit came to a peak after Zhao Chunliang killed more than ten congenitals.

Zhao Chunliang felt that there was nothing great about it at all, they were just fish on his own board, but now, Zhao Chunliang found that his conceit was really ridiculous.

In the current situation, his chances of winning against Chen Houde are zero.

Under Chen Houde's angry aura, Zhao Chunliang had no life.

This is the comprehensive suppression of a congenital who has lived for hundreds of years, and a congenital who is only thirty years old.

Fortunately, Zhao Chunliang never fights uncertain battles.

Since he dares to stay in the oil country and dare to walk on this road, he has his support.

There was a soft thud.

An invisible sound wave suddenly burst through the air.

Rumble!!!

The tornado that surrounded Zhao Chunliang turned into wisps of cold wind in the air under this tinkling sound.

A toe lightly touched the ground.

In the next second, the owner of this foot came to Zhao Chunliang.

Ding!

Another crunch.

Chen Houde's whole person suddenly sank to the ground.

Rumble!!!

A wave of qi spread rapidly with Chen Houde as the center.

A deep pit with a diameter of about three meters appeared under Chen Houde's feet. The pit was full of cracks, and it looked like it had been smashed by something heavy.

A strand of Chen Houde's hair gently floated down.

Ye Liangchen's body staggered, and then quickly leaned against a wall.

Card rub!

A wall of ice completely shattered in front of Bai Zhien, turning into pieces of ice slag and falling to the ground.

With two dings, Chen Houde fell, Ye Liangchen was repulsed, and Bai Zhien's defense was all shattered.

This is Yang Wanjian's true strength.

"Your old man has finally appeared!" Zhao Chunliang patted his chest excitedly and said, "If I don't come out again, my little heart won't be able to stand it." ”

Yang Wanjian didn't pay attention to Zhao Chunliang, he shook the small flag in his hand lightly, and said, "Master Chen, you are polite." ”

"You've been with him all the time!" Chen Houde looked at Yang Wanjian expressionlessly and said, "Do you want to die too?" ”

"Death, or immortality, is just creation." Yang Wanjian smiled slightly and said, "If you want to die or not, it depends on whether you can die or not." ”

"If you don't want to be your Taoist priest with peace of mind, you come to stir up this troubled water, it seems that you really think that under Zhao Jianyu, you are invincible in the world." Chen Houde sneered, and suddenly raised his hand to press.

Airplanes!!

A muffled sound suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Go!!" Yang Wanjian poked the small flag in his hand upward.

Zhao Chunliang followed Yang Wanjian's movements and looked up.

A huge hand suddenly pressed down from the door of his head, and the small flag that Yang Wanjian received was like a fish bone and an adult's palm compared to that hand, it was not a level at all.

However, at the moment when Yang Wanjian's hand was raised, countless wind swords appeared next to Xiaoqi.

This was really an infinite number of wind swords, because the moment these wind swords appeared, Zhao Chunliang had no way to perceive how many wind swords there were.

With Yang Wanjian's poke, countless wind swords roared and pierced into the huge palm.

One fish bone is insignificant, but tens of thousands of fish bones are enough to tie a person's hand into a sieve.

Bang!!

There was a loud bang.

That huge palm was directly shattered into slag by thousands of wind blades.

At this moment, Zhao Chunliang moved.

Zhao Chunliang has never been a person who likes to sit still, so when he confirmed that the palm could not be pressed on his head, Zhao Chunliang moved.

He pushed his speed to the limit in an instant, and then pulled a silver sword from his waist.

"Send to death!"

Chen Houde sneered and raised his hand to be a little empty.

An air mass about the size of a little finger appeared on his fingers, whistling and flying towards Zhao Chunliang.

Although these air masses are small, they are far more lethal than ordinary bullets.

Zhao Chunliang raised his sword and slashed directly at the whistling air mass twice, and at the moment of slashing, Zhao Chunliang condensed his qi onto the sword.

Bang bang bang!

Those few air masses were like artillery battles, and they were directly broken by Zhao Chunliang's sword in the air, and then Zhao Chunliang shook his hand violently, and the long sword in his hand turned into a cold light and flew towards Chen Houde.

Chen Houde stood in place, his face playful.

"You seem to have forgotten me!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded from Zhao Chunliang's ears.

Zhao Chunliang turned his head violently, only to see that Bai Zhien didn't know when, and had already come to his side.

Bai Zhien grabbed a long sword condensed from frost in his hand, and slashed at Zhao Chunliang's neck.

"Be careful!"

At this moment, Chen Houde suddenly shouted, and then raised his foot and stomped on the ground.

Rumble!!

The entire ground seemed to tremble with Chen Houde's foot.

Bai Zhien looked at Zhao Chunliang coldly.

Zhao Chunliang's neck is close in front of him, as long as he cuts it off, Zhao Chunliang's head will definitely be cut off.

At that time, the shame that Zhao Chunliang imposed on himself and the Bai family will be washed away.

Although Chen Houde reminded him, Bai Zhien did not intend to stop his movements.

He only needed to be able to slash Zhao Chunliang in a fraction of a second, and around him, there was no existence of any Qi controlled by Zhao Chunliang.

No wind blades, no wind walls.

Nothing.

Even if the Taoist with the small flag wanted to come up, it would be impossible.

I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!!

Bai Zhien's eyes were full of crazy looks, he must kill Zhao Chunliang, right now.

Even if he was about to be attacked by the other party, he would kill Zhao Chunliang.

Even if he had to pay with his life for this, he would kill Zhao Chunliang.

Such a belief in killing made Bai Zhien's entire person's spirit concentrate to a very terrifying level at this moment, and the cold ice sword in his hand seemed to become even sharper.

A little more, Zhao Chunliang will die!!

Bai Zhien seems to have seen the separation of Zhao Chunliang's head!

At this moment,

Poof.

Bai Zhien's body froze violently.

His cold ice sword, on Zhao Chunliang's neck, stopped.

The power was rapidly draining from Bai Zhien's body.

There was a bang.

The ice sword in Bai Zhien's hand automatically decomposed, turned into pieces of ice crystals, and fell to the ground.

Bai Zhien lowered his head and looked at his chest.

A silver sword pierced through his back, piercing through his left chest.

He looked at the longsword suspiciously.

Although he hadn't seen Zhao Chunliang kill people before, he knew that Zhao Chunliang killed people with a sword, so he had been waiting and taking precautions.

He was waiting for Zhao Chunliang's flying sword to appear, as long as the flying sword appeared, he could find an opportunity to get close to Zhao Chunliang.

Unexpectedly, the opportunity soon presented itself.

Zhao Chunliang threw the flying sword at Chen Houde, and then Bai Zhien approached Zhao Chunliang.

Everything was no different from what was expected, the only difference was why the flying sword was thrown at Chen Houde and could still be stabbed into his chest.

Bai Zhien glanced at Chen Houde's side and found that Chen Houde was holding a silver sword in his hand.

That's right, that flying sword was caught by Chen Houde, so what is this one on his chest?

"As the old saying goes, it's obvious that you haven't read too many juvenile books, so you can't beat me." Zhao Chunliang sneered and looked at Bai Zhien.

Bai Zhien felt that his head hurt very much, why he didn't read many juvenile books would be known by Zhao Chunliang, why he couldn't beat Zhao Chunliang without reading books, why this sword would be in his heart.

My heart hurts, and my body is cold.

Bai Zhien pouted and fell to his knees.

It was the first time he felt so cold.

Ever since he became a Sky Snatcher, he had been completely immune to the cold, but now, the cold swept through his body.

Zhao Chunliang grabbed the hilt of the imperial sword with one hand.

The hilt of the sword is located on Bai Zhien's back, and the tip of the sword is on Bai Zhien's chest.

Zhao Chunliang stepped on Bai Zhien's shoulder with one foot, kicked Bai Zhien's body forward, and then pulled the imperial sword out.

A stream of blood spilled into the air, staining the falling snowflakes red.

Bai Zhien fell to the ground with a bang, and the heaven-seizing warrior was ...... by Zhao Chunliang Spikes.