Chapter 39: Confrontation
The middle-aged man ripped off his hood to reveal a thin, narrow face, and his eyes were sharp as if he had found prey. Super fast and stable updates, this article is made by. Starting
"Is there no one in the Twilight Moon Temple? can the fourth rank of the martial artist be selected as an emissary?"
The sarcasm fell into his ears, and he slowly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who was speaking, and quietly contacted the Ice Wolf King through his mind. The other party's cultivation is very high, so high that he can't see through it, even if his cultivation does not fall, in the eyes of the other party, he is still an existence that can be crushed at will.
Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't speak, he thought he was frightened, and stood proudly beside Hou An with a contemptuous smile, and then muttered something in his ear, Hou An nodded lightly.
They ran around all night, and with great effort they could not find the peeping person in the mouth of the priest, and they were full of anger and had nowhere to vent. People who never wanted to bump into the Twilight Moon Temple, and their cultivation is still so low, as if they were specially sent to the door to relieve their qi, so they will laugh unceremoniously. The colder his expression was, the happier his mood became, as if he foresaw that this kid could not bear the pain and knelt down to beg for mercy like a lost dog.
"You," the words burst out like ice beads, staring at the middle-aged man, unabashedly warning him, "Don't mess with me. ”
The middle-aged man laughed when he heard this, as if he had heard some funny joke, and with his martial venerable level cultivation, he was actually intimidated by a mere martial artist rank kid? Have you forgotten that there is still a martial sect rank in the middle? This is the gap between the two orders! Just as he was about to make a sarcastic remark, a white shadow suddenly jumped out from a tricky angle and pounced on him, his expression immediately froze, but he didn't feel panicked, Hou An's entourage was not a decoration.
In the flash of light, the man in a white cloak standing beside Hou An stretched out his hand and pushed it.
It looked like a slight push, the Ice Wolf King's pupils shrank suddenly, and a wave of heat that overturned the river and the sea was like a wall of fire hitting him, subconsciously and frantically urging the crystal nucleus in his body, and instantly condensed a pair of ice battle armor to wrap his whole body, but in the next second, it felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and the moment the ice battle armor appeared, it was shattered by that person.
There is a full two orders of difference, and it is as broken as a withering and decaying.
"Woo!" the Ice Wolf King screamed in pain, and rolled to the ground with a thud, and the grass clippings flew up.
Seeing that the Ice Wolf King was captured by Xia Da with his hand, the Red Flame Tiger lurking on the side restrained his breath and did not dare to move, as long as it went out, it would definitely end up like the Ice Wolf King. "I admit that this human cultivator is too high, so high that I don't want to fight him at all. It said helplessly to Xizi through its thoughts.
Xizi frowned and sighed lightly, at this moment she was very glad that it was a good habit to go out and change her appearance. She knew Hou An, and she also knew the person hiding under the cloak, the familiar figure, and such a terrifying cultivation, it was not difficult to guess that it was Uncle Xia. After carefully observing the style of the cloaks they were wearing, as well as the gold silk moire embroidered on the edges of the hood and hem, Hou An and Uncle Xia had already joined the Temple of the Rising Sun.
Yan is the messenger of the Twilight Moon Temple, Hou An and Uncle Xia are already in the Rising Sun Temple, and the two temples have been grudges for a long time and can't reconcile at all, so it's difficult to do, and the situation is so bad that it is about to erupt.
Xizi touched Yan's arm, and when she saw him looking over, she quickly wrote in the palm of her hand: Emperor Wu.
Yan gasped, not doubting the authenticity of those two words, the fourth-order Ice Wolf King had a cultivation equivalent to the Martial Venerable level, and being defeated by one move meant that the cultivation of the person who made the attack was too much higher than it. Xizi's expression changed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but admire his excellent psychological quality, knowing that there was an invincible opponent standing opposite, and he could still do it without changing his face.
His gaze swept over the three people in front of him. "Are you going to go up together?" the Ice Wolf King told him that the middle-aged man, the envoy of the Rising Sun Temple, cultivated to the Martial Venerable Rank, so his gaze finally fixed on the middle-aged man's face, his eyes were cold and implied provocation, no matter what, this person provoked him.
"Are you joking, I can easily clean you up by myself!" the middle-aged man sneered, laughing at his incompetence, glanced at Hou An and Xia Da respectively, and motioned for them not to interfere.
Xia Da had no intention of bullying a person who had cultivated to the end of the world, Hou An's own cultivation was already at the martial arts level, and he could see through his cultivation at a glance but the fourth level of the martial artist level, and he walked aside with the mentality of watching a good show and paid attention to it. Although the result of the one-sided reversal was obvious, it did not prevent him from watching the two temple envoys confront.
"In that case, let's do it. With a light snort, as long as that Martial Emperor didn't interfere, he would have full confidence that he would be able to win.
"Don't you exchange names? Don't even the most basic etiquette be observed, and the Twilight Moon Temple is really ......"
"That's a lot of nonsense," Sin interrupted him. "I don't care what your name is. ”
"You!" The middle-aged man trembled with anger, took a few deep breaths to suppress his anger, and said in a slow tone: "Okay, but I want to know what your name is." "Wait until I kill you stinky boy, I'm going to make your name a disgrace to the Temple of the Twilight Moon!" he thought hatefully.
A smile without warmth rolled into his lips, "With you, you are not qualified to know." "Practicing martial arts is his interest, it doesn't mean that his strength is limited to this, and now he doesn't want to continue to escape the fact that he is a member of the Xuan clan.
The middle-aged man's whole face was suddenly angry and turned into the color of pig liver, and he flicked his cloak and raised his hand with a bright spear, and his anger erupted.
"Don't mess with me. ”
After throwing down the words, he pulled away, and Xizi was silent. As we all know, it is difficult to challenge the next level, and it is necessary to surpass two full levels, and it is strange where did the confidence come from, and the afterglow of the eyes swept to the messenger of the Rising Sun Temple to rush to kill with a gun, and immediately dodged the situation of worrying about Qi.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and every time the spear stabbed and entangled, it attacked the vital point of the body, eager to kill him with one move. However, he was surprised and very aggrieved by the means of defense, whenever he thought that he could kill with one blow, there was always a wall of ice that appeared in an instant to cancel out all the power of that blow, which was not something that a martial artist level cultivator could do.
It wasn't just the endless walls of ice that annoyed him, but also the mist that obstructed his vision. It was thick and thick for a long time, and even if it was enough to see clearly, the range was less than three feet, and there was still the figure of the twilight moon messenger in the white expanse three feet away.
"Let you hide!" The middle-aged man swung his spear violently to remove the mist, and after a while, more mist gathered towards him, wetting his face and clothes, and he couldn't help but shout angrily: "Do you think you can dodge! My cultivation is more than two orders higher than you! This is a gap that you can't make up!"
At the moment, he no longer looked for the figure of the twilight messenger, and transported the five elements of golden qi into the spear, and the entire body of the spear suddenly burst out with sharp golden rays, and picked up the spear with all his strength to use dazzling gun skills. He wants to stir it up, and even if it can't be stirred, it will be covered by sharp golden qi, and he won't believe it, the attack range is so big, the stinky boy can still hide safely.
Xia Da paid attention to the fierce battle in the field and never looked away, the exercises practiced by this twilight envoy were very secretive, the ice wall was at his fingertips, and he was able to deal with the moves easily, which was surprising to his surprise. Then a large thick mist gathered the two of them into it, and the water mist only interfered with one way, and the fire martial arts used the fire qi to bake and it was gone, which was a little troublesome for Jin Wu.
He thought that the Twilight Emissary was powerless and afraid that it would be difficult to parry, so he used the fog barrier of his charming vision to seek respite, but when his mind invaded the mist, he realized that he was wrong, only his own people were blindly waving, and there was no trace of the Twilight Emissary.
As the battle between the two lasted longer than expected, Hou An looked at it more and more incomprehensible, and asked the people around him with confusion: "Uncle Da, the Twilight Moon Envoy suppressed Xiuwei, otherwise how could he fight with Wuzun for so long?"
"It's a bit quirky. Xia Da said, he had never seen a water martial artist use such a strange trick, the water mist barrier could actually prevent his thoughts from going deeper, the deeper he went inside, the more he felt like he was entangled in glue, and he couldn't advance and retreat freely.
Hou An Daqi said the word 'weird' from Xia Da's mouth, which showed that even he couldn't grasp what he meant. "What's weird, I can't see what's going on in the fog, Uncle Da, what is the result of your mental visit?"
Shada shook her head. "This mist can entangle thoughts, and it is strangely tight unlike the mist we know. ”
"So, our people ......" Hou An didn't finish his words, when he suddenly saw the Twilight Moon Messenger appear outside the mist, and he was stunned after his eyes met. "Why wasn't he injured? Our cultivation is two orders higher than him!Is this possible, Uncle Da?!" It was so surprising that I couldn't help but start worrying about my subordinates, don't be bullied but be bullied, if it spreads out the face of the Rising Sun Temple, it will be a big loss.
The figure flickered away, and I don't know if it had entered the fog barrier or gone around a corner they couldn't see.
Xia Da wanted to say that it was impossible, but the facts in front of him made him have to admit that everything was true, this Twilight Moon Envoy was too secretive, and it was unheard of that the cultivation of the Martial Master Rank at the end of the Wei Mo could trap the opponent of the Martial Venerable Rank.
"Come out for me!" said the middle-aged man angrily. Wherever he went, the mist followed, no matter how he attacked the thick mist, it just didn't disperse, and he realized that he was trapped by a stinky boy at the martial arts level, and he felt a great shame. "If you can hide for a while, you can't hide for a lifetime! How long can you last with your cultivation?!"
Gazing at the trapped beast in the mist, there was a cold chill in his eyes without the slightest emotion, and he said in his heart, Yin is the innate bloodline power of the Xuan clan, but it is not a cultivation.
The middle-aged man scolded angrily while attacking, raised his hand to wipe the water droplets on his face and took a mouthful of hateful 'puff', his whole body was wet and sticky, making him irritable, thinking that if he was Huowu, how could he be trapped by this water mist until now? Suddenly chilled, he subconsciously shivered, feeling the temperature around his body plummet, and his exposed skin and spear were soon covered with a layer of fine frost.
A trace of cold qi is like an ice needle, penetrating the pores and frantically drilling into the body, and the qi and blood become sluggish everywhere they go, and gradually stagnate.
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