The dark blue water-attribute spiritual power raged out like a violent wind. After Zhang Yichen shook off, his fast body couldn't be caught by the naked eye, and two double images less than a foot away floated through Yuehua's pupils. saw Zhang Yichen flash behind Zhou Bo like a ghost.

In less than two seconds, Zhou Bo, who was originally behind Zhang Yichen, had just sent out the offensive, but found that Zhang Yichen was already behind. Immediately, behind him, a cold blade like a sharp sword stabbed straight in.

"Bump!"

The cold blade was as fast as lightning, and as soon as Zhou Bo felt the momentum, his back was like being stabbed by a sword, and there was a heart-piercing pain. He was about to turn around, when a dark blue aura and the rolling cold air of the bearer slammed him out of the way.

Zhou Bo was thrown out, and the blood behind him splattered, imprinting a large red spot on the ground.

"It's your turn!"

After throwing out Zhou Bo, a deep and deep voice slipped out of Zhang Yichen's mouth, his indifferent eyes shot out a condensed cold light, shooting directly at the moonlight, he took a step forward, and the spiritual power flowing in his hands turned into two lines of cold ice, covering the fist around it, making the fist, which was as solid as a rock, exude a piercing coldness. He raised his head, his feet slashed across the ground, bringing a sonic boom that tore through the air, and raised his arm to punch Yuehua, the howling fist wind, blowing the branches around him, all broken.

"Whew!"

Glancing over Zhou Bo's body, Yuehua took a deep breath. When Zhang Yichen punched over, his body retreated sharply, and with the help of the distance, he slowed down the oncoming momentum.

Seeing Zhang Yichen's easy offensive, Yuehua's cheeks twitched slightly, and the strength of the high-level spirit general realm was really terrifying, Zhou Bo and him were just a face-to-face, and they were injured by him with one move. I'm afraid that even if you use the Divine Dragon Heavenly Technique, you won't be able to defeat him.

"It is rumored that one person defeated three or four spirits of the same level, and what I saw today is nothing more than that!"

Seeing Yuehua's body retreating, Zhang Yichen said coldly, his feet slammed to the ground, jumped up with strength, jumped three feet high, his whole body flashed, and his ice-covered fist crossed an arc in the air, smashing down from the top of Yuehua's head like a heavy hammer.

"Really?"

Yuehua replied lightly, raised her hands, and the blue spiritual light, like two giant pythons, was wrapped around her arms, and when Zhang Yichen's fists smashed down, her hands crossed above her head, forming a cross-shaped spiritual power light belt, which collided with Zhang Yichen's smashed fists.

"Boom!"

The two blue spiritual lights collided, and the cold ice covering Zhang Yichen's arm instantly turned into fragments and fell down scattered. Immediately, Zhang Yichen's fist spread out circles of ripple-like energy.

The energy came down from Yuehua's crossed arms, causing the spiritual power in front of Yuehua's body to fluctuate and fluctuate.

"Crack!"

Zhang Yichen said sharply, and the spiritual power on his body was poured into his fist again, causing circles of ripple-like energy to directly pass through Yuehua's spiritual power protection and fall on Yuehua's body.

"Flutter!"

Yuehua violently spat out a mouthful of blood, her feet sinking half an inch into the ground, and the ground around her body showed a spiderweb-like crack.

There is still an insurmountable gap between the primary spirit general realm and the intermediate spirit general realm. If it weren't for Yuehua's physique being easy to make ordinary people, coupled with the fact that it was too easy to make a decision after cultivating, and the spiritual power should be stronger, just Zhang Yichen's attack would make Yuehua lose his combat effectiveness.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Yuehua let go of his arm, and when Zhang Yichen's fist was about to be knocked down, his figure pulled out an afterimage and quickly avoided Zhang Yichen's second wave of attacks.

When Yuehua briefly fell into the downwind, another battle circle, under the leadership of Feng Jing'er and Sun Hai, more than forty freshmen, formed a circle, surrounded the four members of the White Evil Team, although the strength of the single body was insufficient, but as long as the encirclement was not disrupted, it would not be defeated in a short time. Therefore, the current war situation is in a state of stalemate.

The final outcome of this battle still depends on Yuehua and Zhang Yichen.

Yuehua also knows the current battle situation, but Zhang Yichen's strength is too strong, and it is not so simple to defeat him.

"Take out your strength to defeat Montenegro, otherwise you won't even have the last respite!"

After Yuehua retreated, the spiritual power of Zhang Yichen's whole body radiated out like the sun shining on the earth. The body is like a jewel, shining brightly. Immediately, he slowly raised his hand, and his body suddenly became illusory, flashing overlapping figures around him, surrounding Yuehua in a ghost.

"Huh!"

In the fierce wind, starting from Zhang Yichen's ghost, it continued to swell on Yuehua's body from all directions, and then countless illusory shadows punched at the same time, and a continuous fist wind sounded.

Immediately, around Yuehua, countless raindrop-like fists, showing three hundred and sixty degrees, burst over, sealing all the space for Yuehua to dodge.

"The first form of the Divine Dragon Heavenly Technique, the spiritual power turns into a dragon!"

Yuehua shouted, and then from the body frantically poured out of the blue spiritual light, straight into the sky, the sky above, huge clouds, constantly changing, with the condensation of spiritual power, forming a giant dragon.

"Boom!"

The giant dragon was formed, and the dragon body shook it fiercely, and the fists made by Zhang Yichen's ghosts around him were directly shattered, turning into star-like points of light and dissipating in the air.

"Flutter!"

Countless ghosts, followed by the shattering of the fist, disappeared in an instant, and the remaining Zhang Yichen's real body spurted out a mouthful of blood in place. His eyes stared coldly at the spiritual power dragon hundreds of feet above!

"I see, with such a powerful spiritual skill, Montenegro will not lose unjustly!"

Zhang Yichen clutched his chest, raised his head, and looked up at the spiritual power dragon in the sky above, although his eyes showed a look of amazement, but he did not have any fear, obviously he had done it with Yuehua before, and he still had reservations.

"I have to admit that you are the strongest newcomer I have ever seen, if it weren't for the fact that I obtained a spiritual weapon in the spiritual vein not long ago and successfully comprehended an intermediate spiritual skill, it would have been planted in your hands today, and then, I will end this battle with my own hands!"

Zhang Yichen said solemnly, and while speaking, his right hand gently stroked a dark silk-thin gauze gown with a sparkling aura in the white clothes, and then stomped his feet, and his body jumped into the air.

"The world is the hardest, the cold water is cold, the ice is frozen, and everything is broken!"

Zhang Yichen, who jumped into the air, recited a sentence silently in his mouth, and then quickly brought up a large piece of dazzling spiritual light, and the surging spiritual power around him was like layers of waves, gushing out wave by wave, the temperature around him dropped sharply, on the ground, the sand was rising, the wind was howling, the trees were swaying, and the dead leaves were flying.

A large area of cold air descended from the sky above and penetrated deep into the bone marrow. The new students such as Feng Jing'er and Sun Hai in the other battle circles trembled suddenly, and they stopped the offensive in their hands at the same time as the four members of the White Evil Team, and looked up one after another.

"Cold Water Xuanbing, the Cold Water Xuanbing of Intermediate Spiritual Technique!"

Montenegro, who was watching from the side, Zhan Guohua and the others couldn't hold back the sigh in their hearts, and couldn't stop shouting, their mouths open enough to swallow an egg.

"Haha, this kid, he has cultivated into Cold Water Xuanbing so quickly, and with his spiritual weapon, the silk yarn clothes, he also has the power to fight against the spirits who are on the strong list in the spiritual vein, and this time it is worth seeing.

Elder Qiu, who was sitting on the left side of the rock pile, squinted his eyes slightly, stroked his beard, and said with interest.