Ye Lan saw Huangfu Xiu show his blade, nodded slightly, and didn't say much, a little under his feet, the ebony fan in his hand turned into a firelight, and the fan was one, and he rushed straight towards Huangfu Xiu.

Seeing this, Huangfu Xiu sneered, his face was full of contempt, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he stabbed straight out with his hand, and went straight to the middle of the fire.

The flame touched his golden sword light, and he stopped castration, and a white light flashed between the red flames, and an ice pick appeared out of thin air from the firelight, colliding with Huangfu Xiu's golden long sword.

The ice pick was three feet long, in the shape of a long sword, but the sword body was thick and heavy, far better than ordinary fairy swords. The tip of the golden long sword touched the tip of the ice sword, and there was a crisp sound, and the golden sword sank straight into the ice sword, which was a foot and a half deep.

Seeing this change, Huangfu Xiu was slightly startled, and suddenly urged Zhenyuan, hoping to shatter the ice sword, but before the strength arrived, the fire suddenly rose after seeing the ice sword, and it was divided into two fire snakes that snaked along the ice sword, and instantly climbed on his arm.

Huangfu's sleeves were rolled up by the fire snake, and immediately froze, the pain on his face flashed, and then he scolded angrily, and a trace of electric light came out of his palm, and a circle surged forward along the sword body, and the white electric light swam on the golden long sword, which was extremely dazzling.

The ice sword in Ye Lan's hand immediately shattered at the touch of this electric light, and the two fire snakes were also pinched by someone for seven inches, twisted a few times, and then extinguished. Ye Lan only felt that his whole body was like a pinprick in his body, that is, numb and painful, the hair on his body was so electric that the roots stood up, and the stagnation in his chest was abnormal, like a lightning strike, he couldn't help but snort and took three steps back.

Ye Lan froze his figure, stretched out his hand, blocked the ebony fan in front of him, and secretly mentioned the true yuan three times in a row before stopping the numbness on his body. He raised his head and looked at Huangfu Xiu, and said astringently: "I just said that you Tianxing Sect branch hall masters are all Jindan realm cultivators, but I didn't expect you to be the first layer of the Yuanying Realm!"

Although the first layer of the Yuanying Realm can only resist the electric energy, it cannot drive the gods and thunder to hurt people, nor can it condense the thunder talisman, but only attacking the enemy with these micro-electric energy is enough to deter the mind and paralyze the limbs. After the monk survived the Yuanying Tribulation, the Jindan cracked, conceived the Yuan embryo, and his skill was sharply increased several times compared to the condensation of the state of mind, coupled with the power of this electric power, it can be said to be invincible to deal with the monks below the Yuanying realm. Ye Lan practiced the primeval supreme magic method, and with the Xuanbing Fire Fan artifact in his hand, after fighting with the Outer Heaven and the Outer Heavens, he knew that his supernatural power was no weaker than any Jindan realm monk in the world. However, the difference between the supernatural powers of the Jindan Realm and the Yuanying Realm was too great, and even if he was conceited, he never thought of competing with the Yuanying Realm monks.

He and this Huangfu Xiu have only met for the first time, and the two have no selfish grudges, but they are already an undying feud. The two of them exchanged one move, although Ye Lan was numb by Huangfu Xiu's electric energy, he was not injured, but Huangfu Xiu was burned by the flames on the ebony fan, not only his clothes turned to ashes, but the skin of his right arm was also burned, which can be said to have lost a move. But Huangfu Xiu saw that he was in the Jindan realm from Ye Lan's previous attack against the Black Jiao Gang, so he didn't take Ye Lan in his eyes at all, and he was careless and underestimated the enemy, so he suffered a small loss. If he made a move with all his might, Ye Lan thought to himself that he was definitely not the enemy of the master of the Yuanying Realm, even if he escaped, it would be difficult to escape, thinking that he could not avenge the three members of the Qin family, but instead took his own life in vain, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

This thought was just a flash, Ye Lan took a deep breath, and a raging flame ignited on the ebony fan, and he was about to rush up, but he saw Huangfu Xiu's sword horizontal, and asked in a hissed voice: "Wait! What kind of kung fu are you?"

The ebony fan rose from the flames, climbed up Ye Lan's arm, and instantly spread over his whole body, forming a layer of fire armor on his body, Ye Lan was in the flames, and said coldly: "The dying person, even the name doesn't matter, and you don't need to worry about the exercises." ”

Huangfu Xiu listened, nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Yes, although your exercises are amazing, but after all, they are only the cultivation of the condensation realm, although the world is big, I have never heard of anyone who can beat the Yuanying realm monk with the Jindan realm." With your ability, if it takes time, when you are promoted to the Yuanying realm, I am naturally far from being your opponent, but today you have no choice but to accept your fate!"

Ye Lan didn't say much, his body trembled slightly, and he rushed forward, and the flames on the fire armor were stretched by the wind, like a fire dragon hitting Huangfu Xiu head-on. Huangfu Xiu was careless and underestimated the enemy, and the skin of his arm was in hot pain, so he didn't dare to underestimate Ye Lan at this time, and he danced a golden sword into a golden wave, and slashed on Ye Lan's talisman fire armor one after another, stirring up the sparks scattered, like meteors.

Ye Lan was covered with fire armor, holding an ice sword in his hand, and unfolded the Xuan Ice Fire Fan Method, fighting against Huangfu Xiu with all his might. Huangfu cultivated the sword very fast, the long sword came and went, and the sword path was almost indistinguishable. Ye Lan had heard Shi Jing say that most of the righteous sects in Northern Xinjiang had their teachers to pass on the fundamental exercises, but the Tianxing Sect, the Jade League, and the Jing Gang factions were based on gangs gathering the world to practice, and there was no sect teacher to pass on the exercises. The members of the Tianxing Sect are all beginners in art, and everyone has their own skills to press the bottom of the box, and they refuse to show it when they are idle. Ye Lan didn't know much about the exercises of the various factions in Northern Xinjiang, and he didn't know where the master passed on the swordsmanship of Huangfu Xiu's way, and he didn't know it at all. Since he didn't know the way of the opponent's swordsmanship, he had to dance the ice sword wildly, barely trying to block, and when he couldn't block it, he could only carry the power of the golden sword with the fire armor transformed by Fusang wood. The two fought fiercely for more than 100 moves, Ye Lan had been stabbed by seven or eight golden swords, every time he was hit by a sword, he felt a huge shock in the meridians, his arms were sore, and the flames on his body were also thinner.

This sword was like thunder, Ye Lan was under a dramatic fight, his arm was shocked by the electric power on the opponent's sword, seeing that this sword reached his chest, he hurriedly neutralized the sword, but failed to open the sword, the golden sword was only slightly off, and it was stabbing at his left shoulder.

The flames on Ye Lan's shoulders dimmed, and the fire armor couldn't withstand the true power on the sword, and it shattered. The golden sword pierced through his left shoulder and exited the back shoulder, the tip of the sword exposing his back, several inches long.

Huangfu Xiu succeeded in one move, and did not hesitate, he pierced his arm, and the long sword cut down obliquely, and he wanted to take advantage of the situation to cut Ye Lan's left shoulder to his right waist into two halves. Who knew that the long sword only moved a few minutes, and then stopped, and could no longer move even a little. It turned out that Ye Lan saw Huangfu's intention to cultivate, and in the midst of the crisis, he endured the severe pain and transported all the fire yuan power in the ebony fan to the front and back wounds of his left shoulder. The fire armor on his shoulder was nourished by the fire elemental power, and the rupture was instantly bridged, and he bit the long sword tightly one after the other. Huangfu Xiu couldn't cut diagonally, his arm shrank, and he wanted to pull the long sword out of Ye Lan's shoulder, but the fire armor was unusually tough, and when he pulled it, the long sword was only pulled out for a few points, and then he stopped again, and he couldn't pull it out. Seeing this opportunity, Ye Lan raised his head with the ice sword in his hand like a strange python, and pointed at Huangfu Xiu's throat from the bottom up. Huangfu Xiu was shocked and hurriedly threw his sword and retreated. Ye Lan's arm shook, the ice sword flew out of his hand, and the volley turned into more than ten slender ice arrows, flying towards the head and face of Huangfu Xiu's head, face, chest and abdomen.

Huangfu Xiu has no blade, and when he sees the flying arrows and his body, he can't dodge it. He saw the opportunity very quickly, although he was not shocked, he clasped his middle finger with the thumbs of both hands, bent and flicked it repeatedly, and flicked it on the ice arrow one finger after another.

The ice arrow flicked at his fingers, and he lost his head and grazed past him. Huang Fu Xiu flicked seven or eight ice arrows one after another, and his fingers were eroded by the cold power attached to the arrows, and his finger power was greatly reduced, and his fingers were no longer very obedient. When the twelfth arrow was bounced, the middle finger of his left hand hurt and was cut by an ice arrow. I felt a chill along the finger wound and went straight into my heart, and the whole palm froze. At this time, the last three ice arrows were no more than a foot away from him, and Huangfu Xiu tried his best to knock away one of the ice arrows that shot at his right eye, but the other two arrows were no longer able to deal with it, only to hear two snorts, and the two ice arrows hit the right shoulder and the left abdomen, all of which passed through the body. He roared, took three steps back, and when he looked down, he saw that the wound was red and white, and the frost slowly diffused around, but the blood at the wound did not flow out, but turned into pieces of blood crystals, thus sealing the wound.

Originally, these micro-wounds, the monk Zhenyuan was everywhere, and the wounds would heal within a single meal, but Huangfu Xiu couldn't dissolve the cold meaning in the two wounds even after several Zhenyuan, and the wounds not only did not heal, but the frost that spread from the wounds to the surroundings seemed to have a tendency to speed up. Huangfu Xiu's surprise was not trivial, and he hurriedly transported the true yuan of his whole body to the two wounds, and tried his best to use the power of thunder and lightning in his body before temporarily suppressing the cold power so that it would no longer spread.

Ye Lan was hit by a sword in his shoulder, and his body shook a few times, and he almost fell down. He staggered a few steps to stabilize his figure, pulled out the long sword from his shoulder with his backhand, threw it on the ground casually, and when he looked at the wound sideways, he saw that the blood on his shoulder was gushing like a spring, soaking through his clothes, and there was a trace of electric light entwined in the wound, looming, and Zhenyuan walked into the wound, and was scattered by this trace of electric light, unable to heal the wound.

The two exchanged moves, and although the injuries were not serious, the wounds were entangled by the cold power and electric energy respectively, and they could not heal for a while. Huangfu was injured by two arrows in his cultivation, and his injuries were heavier than Ye Lan's, but after all, his cultivation was higher, and he suppressed the cold qi with the power of thunder and lightning in the true yuan, and gradually gained the upper hand. On the other hand, Ye Lan's shoulder was invaded by the electric energy attached to the golden sword, and he only felt that his left shoulder was becoming more and more sore, and the feeling of soft numbness was only on his shoulder at the beginning.

The two of them fought against the cold and electricity in their bodies with all their strength, and they both stood quietly in place, no one stepped forward to fight each other, and for a while, the field became quiet, only the sound of heavy breathing of the two was heard.

After half a tea hour like this, seeing that the hoarfrost at the wound of Huangfu Xiu was shrinking smaller and smaller until it disappeared, Ye Lan was just complaining about the price in his heart, and he was ignoring it, when he suddenly heard the noise of people outside the courtyard, and someone said loudly: "Immortal Chief, can this drunken immortal building's flower wine still be made? A bunch of fools only know what Lingxiao flowers to enjoy in the air, in fact, even if the sky is full of flying flowers, how can they be as vivid as the flowers in the drunken immortal building? The hall master of Huangfu has been here for a few days, but unfortunately he has something to deal with tonight, and he can't go with us, otherwise the drunken immortal building can entertain the two hall masters of the Tianxing Sect at the same time, but it is really the ancestral tomb that is smoking......" The man said this, his voice suddenly stopped, and then raised his voice and scolded: "Who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and actually demolished Lao Tzu's gate!"