The cold breath spread under the wind, and Murong and the others, who were dozens of meters away, felt the cold chill and couldn't help but shiver.

What a horrible chill!

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, looking at Zhao Zilong's figure full of worry, such a terrifying chill, can the physical body withstand it? They stood so far away and were invaded by that chill, they only felt cold and piercing, and that chill was released from Zhao Zilong, how could he bear it?

Zhao Zilong really couldn't bear the erosion of the cold air, he still maintained absolute sobriety in his mind, and at this moment he only felt that the blood vessels, muscles and even bone marrow in his body were all eroded by the cold air, which made him feel like falling into an ice cellar.

No, if this continues, I'm afraid this body will be completely abolished.

Zhao Zilong knew very well how terrifying the damage of this cold qi to the human body was, and his brain immediately gave an order, and at the same time, the Pure True Yuan cultivated by the invincible hegemon body in his body surged out, resisting the cold qi strongly, and forcibly suppressed them in the depths of the meridian acupoints again.

This is also Zhao Zilong's experience in suppressing this cold many times, so he will suppress that cold in a short period of time, if he is a different person, I am afraid that he will not be able to compete with this cold at all, and he will freeze to death a long time ago.

Since Bai Hechou died, looking at the entire cultivation world, Zhao Zilong's physical strength has been the strongest, and it can be said that in terms of physical strength alone, Zhao Zilong has been invincible in the world. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the backlash of the meridians and veins brought by the fourfold powerful True Yuan output, let alone maintain absolute sobriety under the erosion of this terrifying cold aura.

The cold gradually weakened, the frost formed on Zhao Zilong's face and hair gradually melted, Zhao Zilong took a deep breath, feeling that there was no pain in his body, and the true yuan in his body became stable again, he couldn't help but be surprised and delighted, why is this happening?

Just now, under Ping Nanzhi's powerful attack, his life hung by a thread, and he almost lost his life, and for this reason, he coughed up a lot of blood, and the true yuan in his body collapsed, and his internal injuries were very serious.

But why is it now like nothing has happened?

Could it be that the power of the cold attribute has a special ability to restore injuries in the body in an instant?

The icy breath already has the ability to freeze, and when a thing is frozen, it will fall into a state of death, and in this state, the frozen thing will not change in any way.

But even so, Zhao Zilong was injured before he was invaded by the cold, and now that the cold is suppressed, his injuries are inexplicably better, what is going on?

Could it be that the power of this cold attribute really has the magical effect of instantly healing internal injuries?

Zhao Zilong was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't know that the power of the cold attribute already had devastating damage to the human body, and once someone could withstand the damage of that kind of destructive power, this power would become a powerful boost, not only could it be used by people, but it also had numbing injuries, creating the illusion that the injuries were completely healed, and could make the injured person recover to a harmless state in a short time.

In fact, this effect is similar to modern technological anesthesia and hormone products, athletes can ignore the pain of the injury after injecting hormones, and can burst out with a super-level of strength and level.

"One win, one loss, draw!" Zhao Zilong couldn't understand what the reason for the sudden improvement of his injury was, he suppressed the surprise in his heart, looked up at the opponent, and his momentum rose again.

Ping Nanzhi looked at Zhao Zilong and took a deep breath of cold air, he finally didn't dare to have the slightest contempt and contempt for the junior in front of him, and even a little jealousy and fear were born in his heart.

It seems that this kid really didn't brag, with such combat power, the second son does have the strength to compete head-on with Yunhai Changtian.

"You are indeed amazing, my Ping Nanzhi almost capsized in the gutter and fell into the hands of your junior. But your consciousness is still too weak, and if you want to kill me, it's impossible. Ping Nanzhi coughed and said in a deep voice.

Obviously, Ping Nanzhi already knew that Zhao Zilong had terrifying combat power beyond the True Yuan Realm, but this combat power was only limited to the fighting of the physical realm. At the level of consciousness, Zhao Zilong is not as good as him, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be crushed by his previous move and kneel on the ground.

"How do I know if I can kill you if I don't give it a try?" Zhao Zilong's face was awe-inspiring, his momentum had risen to his peak, and the knife in his hand slashed out with decisive momentum.

When he fought with Yunhai Changtian two years ago, Yunhai Changtian didn't do his best for some reason, so he gave Zhao Zilong a chance to escape, and in that battle, Zhao Zilong could be regarded as being polished by Yunhai Changtian once and comprehended his own sword path.

Now that two years have passed, Zhao Zilong's sword path intention is more firm, so every time he makes a move, he goes all out, leaving no way back.

Zhao Zilong's current tricks are equivalent to only attacking and not defending. The best defense is to attack, keep attacking, so that the enemy has no chance to make a move, and you don't need to defend.

"It's useless!" Ping Nanzhi felt the decisive momentum of Zhao Zilong's sword, and was secretly surprised in his heart, if he was not in the middle realm of the psychic realm, he could use the consciousness realm to crush the other party, and he would not be able to compete with this freak head-on in the physical realm.

A sword intent was born out of thin air, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth surged, and the violent power elements converged into a sword intent at a speed visible to the naked eye, and under the urging of that Ping Nanzhi, the sword intent broke through the air, turned into a transparent sword body, and shot at Zhao Zilong's chest with the momentum of thunder.

Zhao Zilong's eyes burst with light, his mouth broke off, and he slashed out with all his might, without any fear or retreat.

The blue light is dazzling, and the knife momentum breaks through the air.

Brilliant brilliance sprinkled down, and a sword body flew like a rainbow.

Swords clashed together in the void. After all, the crystal clear sword body was a thing made of power condensation, no match for the hardness and domineering of the green knife, and a crack appeared from the tip of the sword, instantly turning into countless fragments of strength that splashed wildly and shot around.

"Puff puff ......"

Terrifying sword qi fragments frantically ravaged the void, and the surrounding trees were cut and pierced by one after another fragments of strength qi, some were cut off by the waist and collapsed, and some tree trunks were pierced by sharp energy qi, leaving holes one after another.

Zhao Zilong moved under his feet and continued to move forward, but as soon as he rushed forward a few steps, a terrifying killing intent swept in front of him.

A wide and sharp sword burst through the air.

Laugh at!

The sharp sound of breaking the air couldn't keep up with the speed of the wide long sword flying at all, and when the long sword flew in front of Zhao Zilong's eyes, the sound of breaking the air was delayed into the void.

For the second time, the sword and the sword really collided together.

Jingling!

In the loud noise, the sparks splashed, and the long sword carried the strongest true yuan power of Ping Nanzhi, and the impetus of the Force controlled by the magical means of the psychic realm, it can be said that the power of this sword is the strongest sword that Ping Nanzhi has controlled in this life.

The green knife made a buzzing sound, Zhao Zilong's account was broken, and the blood was swallowed by the green knife.

The violent power rushed into the body along the arm, the true yuan in the body surged wildly, and the meridians in Zhao Zilong's body instantly broke in three places, and there were three soft sounds, and three blood swords broke through the flesh and rushed out from the place where the three meridians were broken.

Hum!

Zhao Zilong snorted, and the huge pain made him almost exhale in pain, but he still clenched his teeth and carried it.

The body paused slightly, and an extremely deep pit appeared under his feet.

At the same time, Ping Nanzhi's face became extremely pale, he opened his mouth and spurted a large mouthful of thick blood, his eyes showed a look of horror, and he once again showed a look of disbelief.

This is already the strongest sword he can send out in his current state, and the power of this sword is definitely at the peak of his strongest state, but under such a sword, Zhao Zilong still resisted!

How is this done? Could it be that this kid still can't keep it before?

Zhao Zilong didn't keep it, but his knife also swung out the strongest power, and all the true elements in his body surged out, and the fourfold output means made the power of his knife invisibly quadruple.

So, in such a situation, Zhao Zilong completely used the true yuan power of the physical body realm to resist the full force of the powerhouse in the middle of the psychic realm!

Zhao Zilong was almost killed by Ping Nanzhi's consciousness attack before, because the opponent's move was too sudden, and the timing was just right when Zhao Zilong swung out with a knife, so when Zhao Zilong reacted, he could only barely make a blocking move.

And now, he slashed out with all his strength, and the strength and timing were in control of the initiative, although Ping Nanzhi's move was domineering and fierce, he was still carried down by Zhao Zilong.

The sword qi in the void was horizontal, and under the surprise of Ping Nanzhi, the killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed, he already understood that today's situation was already very unfavorable to him, and if he didn't fight hard, he would only have a dead end, so he unreservedly urged the mental power in the sea of consciousness, and frantically controlled the power of the Yuan Qi between heaven and earth to condense into countless sword bodies.

The dense sword body was suspended in the void, and the terrifying sword path artistic conception was diffused, within a radius of more than ten miles, every qiē cultivator was taken by this majestic sword path artistic conception, and countless cultivators all changed their faces, and they all guessed which sword master was fighting with someone.

Zhao Zilong's face sank, and he felt the countless murderous transparent sword bodies in the void around him, and his mood was extremely solemn.

Condensing his strength on a single sword, he was not afraid of Ping Nanzhi, but now Ping Nanzhi had urged so many sword bodies, and countless sword bodies were sent out in unison, which would be equivalent to facing the full force of dozens of sword masters at the same time.

The fear and pressure of death made Zhao Zilong's potential be frantically squeezed, and the thoughts in his sea of consciousness surged out wildly, so the next moment when Ping Nanzhi condensed into countless sword bodies, all the power elements around Zhao Zilong's body were controlled by him, and they were condensed into a spiritual world that was completely controlled by Zhao Zilong alone.

"One sword breaks ten thousand laws, any trick, let you change everything, I only break it with one sword!" In the depths of the sea of consciousness, the words that Emperor Bai Zhao had said in his sea of consciousness kept echoing.

Whether it is Bai Hechou or Emperor Bai Zhao, or Hades King Jun Wuxian and Helian Batian, the powerhouses of their level will eventually put aside their moves, return to the basics, and pursue the absolute limit of strength, all of which are all breaking through ten thousand laws with one force.

Force is the most essential thing that a cultivator pursues, and it is also the only reliance that a strong person possesses.

At this moment, Zhao Zilong seemed to have an understanding, but he felt that he hadn't figured anything out. At least he couldn't figure it out, if it was Emperor Bai Zhao, Bai Hechou and others, how to block when facing so many sword body attacks?

"Die!"

Ping Nanzhi let out a roar, the killing intent in his eyes soared, and under the urging of powerful thoughts, dozens of dense sword bodies swished through the air and moved, stabbing down at Zhao Zilong from all directions at a terrifying speed......