Ning Ye's words made Storm stunned.

Then Storm couldn't help but laugh loudly, laughing so loudly that his stomach hurt a little before he said, "End the fight? Do you think you can do it? What do you take to end this fight? ”

Ning Ye didn't speak, and the endless cold air in his body overflowed, and finally condensed to the soles of his feet.

Suddenly, the cushion formed by the condensation of frost appeared on the soles of Ning Ye's feet. Because of standing on the mat, Ning Ye's height has increased a lot.

Then, the cushion continued to rise, as if it had become a stool, and as if it had become a pillar, lining the quiet night and gradually rising.

Storm couldn't laugh anymore, he had already understood Ning Ye's method.

This is the ancient magic of creativity, and it is the ancient magic that ordinary magic cannot compare with today.

Ning Ye spread his hands and looked up at the sky, the icicles under his feet accelerated the length of growth, and even carried him into the sky.

"Whoosh!" The storm immediately continued to fly towards the sky, knowing that he must not let Ning Ye touch him.

The storm is flying, and the night is rising.

It was a striking picture that captured the eyes of many visitors at the top of the mountain.

"I don't believe you can keep creating, this kind of practice must be very mana-consuming, and you can't catch up with me." While Storm was flying high, he looked down at Ning Ye with a very focused and dignified expression.

"Who knows if you can catch up if you haven't tried?" Ning Ye looked at the storm, how high the storm flew, he chased as high as he could.

In the blink of an eye, the storm had already flown to a height of five hundred meters, and if you looked up from below, you could only see a small dot.

Ning Ye also reached such heights.

An icicle stretched out from the ground, and Ning Ye stood at the top, constantly pulling it up, sending Ning Ye into the sky.

"You give me death!" Storm suddenly clasped his hands together, his palms touched, and a huge wind blade that was enough to cut people in half was condensed.

The target is the icicle under Ning Ye's feet!

Storm is very clear, if you can cut off the icicle and let Ning Ye fall from it, won't everything be solved?

Moreover, falling from such a high place, Ning Ye couldn't bear it.

There was an unpleasant cutting sound, and the wind blade flew over the icicle without reservation, splitting it in half on the spot.

"It worked." The storm was just excited, but the mood was instantly extinguished.

At the fracture of the icicle, the cold air overflowed, and immediately condensed frost, connecting the original fracture together.

In this way, the icicles are as if they never broke.

"How so?" In this case, I saw the storm and lost my soul.

On the icicles, which were overflowing with cold air and increasing in height, Ning Ye was bathed in thunder and lightning, and his coat fluttered in the wind, just looking at the storm.

"This point, I want it." It's still this sentence, Ning Ye said it at this moment, very confident.

Storm gritted his teeth, turned around and flew.

His idea was very simple, as long as he was far away from the location of the icicles, even if Ning Ye was at the same height as himself, could he attack himself from a long distance?

Then, after Storm looked back, his face sank.

At the top of the icicle, as Ning Ye took a step into the air, there was immediately frost spreading out and condensing steadily, allowing Ning Ye to step on it firmly, as simple as stepping on the ground.

Wherever Ning Ye went, the frost ground spread, and distance was not a problem at all.

"Storm, why don't you keep flying up? Could it be that this height is your limit? As Ning Ye spoke, the frosty ground formed a staircase and was raised a few steps.

Ning Ye walked up the stairs, and in just a few steps, the height exceeded the storm, and he looked at the storm condescendingly.

This kind of look...... Storm looked at Ning Ye's eyes, and his breathing became much heavier.

I remember that at the beginning of this battle, I also looked at each other with this kind of eyes. Can ...... now Why is it the other party's turn to look at him with such eyes?

"You give me death!" Storm's hands were spread wide, as if he was holding something, and the cyan light in front of him flickered brilliantly.

Immediately followed by one wind blade after another, whistling and surging, with an overwhelming momentum.

Ning Ye's index finger and middle finger were pointed together in front of him, and a wall of ice appeared in the air, blocking all attacks immediately.

"The ...... It was my turn. As soon as Ning Ye's words fell, the speed at which the frost on the ground spread suddenly accelerated.

Ning Ye also rushed out immediately, bathed in thunder, and in an instant, he rushed in front of the storm and blasted out with a punch.

Storm hurriedly retreated to dodge.

However, on the frosty ground that spread, an ice spike suddenly emerged, poking out from the direction of the storm dodge.

"Not good!" Storm's face changed drastically, and he quickly stopped moving in that direction.

But the ice spikes still cut through Stormwind's thighs, tearing a crack open, and a streak of blood flew out.

At the same time, because the dodge was not timely, Ning Ye's punch containing thunder also landed firmly on Storm's face.

The storm screamed, and under the action of thunder and lightning, he was paralyzed, and it was very difficult to move.

Ning Ye seized this opportunity and blasted out punch after punch, moving very fast, and the stormy attack made Storm not even have a chance to move.

"You were disdainful of me before, didn't you? This punch will be taken as a return gift! Ning Ye folded his hands and crossed his fingers, like a mallet of thunder and lightning, and smashed it down on the storm's head.

"Bang!" This blow was so powerful that it stunned the storm on the spot.

There was even a hallucination in front of the storm's eyes, and the whole person was paralyzed, and he could no longer control himself to hang in the air, and the whole person fell from a high place.

Ning Ye also jumped down from the frosty ground, punched the icicles beside him, and used the force of the shock to speed up his fall, and caught up with the storm again.

"You scolded Ailu last night, didn't you? This blow was for Ailu! ”

Ning Ye fell quickly under his head and feet, and his right elbow was aimed at Storm's chest and hit it directly.

"Bang!"

"Poof!" Storm spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, his vision blurred, and he felt his will gradually dissipate.

The altitude of five hundred meters is not high, and in the blink of an eye, Ning Ye and the storm are already close to the ground.

Looking at the rapidly enlarged ground, Ning Ye flipped his body, kicked on Storm's body with his strength, and smashed into the icicle next to him with a punch, letting his body hang in the air like this.

And the storm did not have this blessing, and the whole person fell to the ground, and smashed a big hole hard.

Fight...... Come to an end!

On the top of the mountain, the examiner took a deep look at Ning Ye, and then announced: "Heavenly Dragon Tooth Ning Ye is victorious!" ”