Chapter 339: The First World War
The name Baili Hanqiu will not be unfamiliar to anyone in the human world, because he is the most powerful Xuanka master in the world today, the pinnacle of the name of the Ice Card Saint, respected and admired by countless people, and the only daughter of King Zhao Zheng, Wang Zhao Feixue, is the one who loves him, and even deliberately dyed his long ice blue hair because of him, and deliberately imitated him in his behavior.
For such a troubled era, the meaning of such a person standing at the top of the warrior is naturally unique, and his outstanding military exploits have already made him an irreplaceable legend.
At this moment, the legend slowly paused, looking at the big man whose body was sinking into the ice, still about the same height as him, and put his hands behind his back.
The cold air emanated from him and the ice, and the long ice-blue hair fluttered slightly in the cold, like frost swaying in the wind. In this forest, which suddenly fell into the dead silence of winter, his figure was as sharp as a frost sword.
His voice was crisp and as cold and ruthless as frost, and he said: "The real powerhouse is hidden and not revealed, the world says that the fist saint, one of the three great saints of the Holy Land Alliance, is the most low-key saint in the world today, and when I saw it today, it was indeed the case." ”
The rough palms of the fist saint hooked his fingers slightly, and it was precisely by relying on this pair of hands, which looked no different from the rough palms of ordinary hunters who were sharpened by shotguns and bows and arrows, that they smashed a piece of the sky in the survival circle.
Dao Zhijian, known as the Fist Saint, he is naturally one of the most powerful people in the world in the martial arts department.
The Fist Saint shook his head and smiled, "You're here to die?"
As the most important players in each other's camps, they both know their significance to their own countries, and they will avoid meeting each other as much as possible unless they are forced to do so, because no one is sure who will win or lose, and neither side can afford the consequences of the fall of the powerhouse of the Holy Realm on their side.
Baili Hanqiu shook his head calmly, he looked so exaggerated that the action of shaking his head was like changing the color of heaven and earth, and said: "Your Holy Land Alliance assassinated my prince and daughter of the Kamikaze Federation, and this seat is ordered to eliminate the thief." ”
The Fist Saint looked at his delicate face, was silent for a moment, touched his frozen beard, the ice ballast on his beard kept falling down, smashing on the ice, because of the extreme cold, quickly fused with the ice, and said, "We haven't done it, Saint, we don't even bother to do such a thing." ”
Baili Hanqiu looked at his snow-white combat boots and himself in the smooth ice like a mirror, and said slowly: "It doesn't matter if you have done it or not, the important thing is that after this battle, the people of the Divine Wind Federation will think that you have done it." ”
The fist saint raised his eyebrows, and a look of anger crossed his slightly dim eyes.
He didn't move, but as he raised his eyebrows, several large trees beside him exploded with a thud, and a thick wave of snow flew into the sky. The ice at his side and behind him also rolled upside down, and a huge frost storm swept up, and thousands of horses galloped backwards.
In the midst of the huge frost storm, the Fist Saint slowly raised his foot and pulled out the frozen to the bottom of the lake, turning the entire river into frozen ice, stepping on the ice in front of him, his heavy body pressed the ice slightly apart, and his body stood still.
His brows were full of chills that had nothing to do with the temperature around him.
"I see, so.
It's just that perhaps, you miscalculated. ”
Baili Hanqiu didn't speak again, but raised his white palm that seemed to be carved from Xuan Bing.
Then the terrifying frost suddenly condensed into a storm tens of meters high, sweeping in all directions!
The trees were frozen to break, and they were swept away by the storm like fallen leaves, which would instantly turn people into a storm of ice sculptures and roar towards the Fist Saint.
The wind caused the fur of the tiger skin on his body to roll like a wave, and the aura of the horseman on his body quickly dissipated, replaced by an extremely dense immortal aura that shook the sky and the earth.
A layer of green on the surface of his body was like a firefly, and then it suddenly turned into a brilliance rich enough to illuminate the sky, and rushed into the sky! All the ice and snow storms quickly disintegrated and disappeared when he was a few meters around him, and the ice under his feet and the snow on the shore also exploded in an instant and flew into the distance.
The fist saint's fist clenched violently, and above the center of his eyebrows, a green tendon appeared like a meteor, and then there was a roar that commanded the heavens and the earth, and his fist blasted out in the air against the hundred miles of cold autumn in front of him.
The green light turned into a huge beam of light, and in an instant, it blasted through the space between the two.
It was visible to the naked eye that the frost and snow were rapidly stacked in the powerful fist, and then because there was no substantial temperature, but it melted into white steam purely because of the pressure of the terrifying fist, and the space between the two was also twisted in an instant, rotating into a huge white ripple-like vacuum bond with a diameter of several meters.
The ice and snow on both sides were swept up, like a tornado!
The nine-star Xuanka that was already glowing on the side of Baili Hanqiu lit up slightly, there was no light realm, but there were many mysterious frost qi in the air, and these frost qi were quickly gathered and shrunk by the strange power of Xuanka, and in front of him condensed into a huge gossip array that exuded ice blue light, and the yin and yang levels were separated by blue and white.
Boom –
The tornado slammed into it, and all the snow on the ground, even the unfrozen earth ten kilometers away, trembled and bounced with the roar of the earth, as if the huge bell of heaven and earth had been struck suddenly.
Boom –
The shields formed by the fist and the Xuanka shattered each other, and a chaotic storm turned into a raging whirlwind that raged through the field.
In the stream of ice, snow and frost composed of countless white ribbons, the boxing saint flew wildly like a lion, and his figure swept forward.
The frost under Baili Hanqiu's body began to grow, lifting him to the sky at a rapid speed, staring at the powerful figure on the snow-white frost ground that was rapidly shrinking, more than a dozen identical Xuanka appeared in front of him, his face did not change, his mind froze, and these Xuanka lit up at the same time.
In the space around the Fist Saint, more than a dozen light realms suddenly took shape, and the hive surrounded him, without giving him the slightest time to react, one frost sword after another turned into more than ten frost torrents, bursting out from the light realm!
The fist saint's fists roared and clasped in front of him, and the vitality vibrated and surged around him, forming a green wall clock that protected him, and all the frost swords slammed into the wall clock. The furious and innumerable frost sword slammed aggressively on the wall clock, causing it to emit a continuous tremor, and then quickly exploded into frost, covering the outside of the wall clock, and then quickly froze. The scene that could be clearly seen from the inside was blurred by the ice and snow in an instant, and then disappeared.
The fist saint stood tall in the stubborn stone in the angry river, looking at the figure that had been suspended in the air for hundreds of meters on the frost, and quickly disappeared from his field of vision due to the ice and snow submerged, and the sharp edge in his eyes quickly condensed.
The dense frost sword continued to fall, and the green light of the snow layer in the wall clock was also engulfed by the increasingly exaggerated thickness of the snow layer, and the thickness was still increasing, and the protective wall clock inside was rapidly weakening.
Every inch of the muscles in the fist saint's body began to twist in an exaggerated way, and the green tendons that were as hideous as dragons burst out from the muscles, and the violent vitality surged into his clenched fists along the meridians that had doubled in this trance, and his fists suddenly became half larger, more than several times more hideous and terrifying.
The white sheep fat ball-like bracelet on the wrist of the right hand melted, and along the fingers and the back of the hand, a milky white nail layer was formed, which was tightly attached to each other. The armor layer didn't seem to have any subtlety, but after it was attached to his fist, and then as his fist was clenched again, in the middle of heaven and earth, a hard-core and brutal domineering spirit smashed the sky and the earth, surging from his hair and skin to the four directions.
The body of the fist saint sank suddenly, and the fist slammed into the ice, and a series of cracking sounds came from the fragile ice, even stretching hundreds of meters underground, and then a ferocious explosion appeared in all directions of him, stretching for several kilometers in a radius.
Boom Boom Boom Boom –
The whole land was plunged into this endless explosion, and the whole land seemed to sink a few centimeters in an instant!
In the terrifying explosion, the green wall clock shattered, and the ice on it also exploded instantly, and the ice and snow debris turned into white fireworks that bloomed in all directions, and within a radius of several kilometers, all of them were frost particles as fine as dust, swept with the wind.
The power of this punch did not stop there, the cracking sound of the underground rock formation sounded more intensively, and then it suddenly blasted from the ground like a cannonball to the icicle that held up the hundred-mile cold autumn, and then blasted up along the icicle!
The tall icicles began to shatter, and the force continued to spread like lightning into the air.
Hundreds of meters in the air is still cold and rising, and the cold and white face of the hundred miles of cold autumn hangs down and looks down.
As his mind moved, the light on the Xuanka swam, and a frosty wind swirled the icicles with lightning, and the perilous icicles re-condensed and stabilized.
And the figure of the boxer, after that punch fell, his body exploded into the air like a catapulted ball.
Baili Hanqiu's face condensed slightly, and his eyes slightly raised to look at the figure that had become a straight line flying into the air, and more than a dozen Xuanka cards in front of him instantly retracted and automatically flew to his waist. His hand reached out with two fingers, and he pressed slightly against the rocket-like figure rushing below.
The faint purple Xuanka light was once again thickened, and as he pressed this finger, a hundred-meter-long frost hand appeared, and the huge two fingers were impressively pointed on the top of the fist saint's head.
The Fist Saint's eyes burst with light, and his right fist slammed into the air.
The huge fingers touched his fist, and then a terrifying wave of qi spread out from the middle, and from a distance, you could see that the two huge fingers suddenly folded back slightly, and then broke, and then there was a terrifying wave of snow that was swept up, and the roar of a bell that was half a beat slower.
The icicles trembled under their feet, and countless cracks crawled all over the icicles, and then collapsed and toppled down!
The figure of the fist saint also swept through the storm at this moment, and the iron fist blasted towards the face of the hundred miles of cold autumn!
Another Xuanka appeared in front of Baili Hanqiu, and the faint purple Xuanka also emitted a brilliant light, he took a step back, and in mid-air, his body fell down.
After only falling a few meters, the two Xuanka hovering around him suddenly burst out with two abnormal rays of light, and then the two Xuanka formed two frost wings on his back in a way that Han Xuan couldn't understand at all!
The figure of the hundred miles of cold autumn was wrapped in ice and snow, and then swept back into the air, but in an instant, it disappeared from the field of vision of the fist saint, and disappeared between the vast ice, snow, dust and cold-filled heaven and earth.
There was a strange color in the eyes of the boxer.
"The Ice Card Saint is the Ice Card Saint, and he actually created this method, and the Xuanka Masters of my Holy Land Alliance are far inferior to you. ”
The speed at which the body swept up disappeared, and the figure of the fist saint began to fall straight down in the air at a height of 100 meters, and the terrifying cold air wave rolled upside down into the sky, and he who fell rapidly, but he shook his head calmly in admiration.
In the next moment, his fist slammed into the sky again!
The terrifying air waves were stacked into substantial waves again, and the falling planes bombarded the ground, and the snow waves mixed with the soil below rushed to the sky, and with the help of this punch, his body seemed to have entered some kind of magical state, and the speed of the fall slowed down rapidly, and his bare feet stepped on a piece of rippling snowflakes in the air, and his figure was suspended in mid-air.
"The control of Yuan Qi has reached this level, and the Fist Saint is indeed the top martial arts cultivator in the world, but I am afraid that Dugu Feng will not be able to bargain for half a cent in the face of Your Excellency. ”
In the wind and snow, the sound of a hundred miles of cold autumn blows along the cold wind from the side sky.
The Fist Saint turned his head to look, only to see a glimmer of light in the air covered by wind and snow in the extreme distance.
Then, a frost dragon hundreds of meters long flew out of the Light Realm, passed through the wind and snow in an instant, and roared towards him on the storm!
And the figure of Baili Hanqiu was behind the frost dragon, flapping its wings and levitating.
Naturally, this is not a monster, but a terrifying power that can only be produced by the most powerful Xuanka!
Compared to the "Fire Wolf" of the Fire Sky Wolf, I don't know how terrifying it is, enough for the Xuanka Master of the Divine Wind Federation to surrender!
The Fist Saint's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.
And he also let out a roar, and the vitality between heaven and earth began to converge towards him, and a huge green giant phantom took shape behind him!
With his punch, the phantom's fist also blasted forward!
Roar –
Amid the huge hiss of the heavens and the earth shattering, a terrifying explosion appeared in the middle of the air! Within a radius of tens of kilometers, the entire heaven and earth were filled with the turbulence of ice and snow that was enough to tear people to pieces, and it lasted for several days.
Moments after the explosion erupted, two figures emerged from the storm and landed on the snow beyond each other's sight.
Baili Hanqiu still stood calmly on the ground, and a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.
He looked at the white storm in front of him, his face was slightly solemn, he knew that the Fist Saint was not dead, but was seriously injured like him.
This battle has no substantive significance, but the purpose has been achieved.
The frost wings behind Wang Zhao Feixue fluttered, swept high into the air like a white crane, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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