Yang Yu walked towards Donghuanglun, taking a slow step at first...... Two steps, each step would make his momentum rise sharply, until finally Yang Yu took seven steps forward in a row!

He took two steps forward before, but he was forced to take a step back, and now with these seven steps, it is equivalent to getting close to the distance of Dong Huang Lun seven steps, and the distance of these seven steps makes Yang Yu and Dong Huang Lun less than a zhang away from each other!

This distance is still very far for real qi cultivation, Yang Yu has already walked very hard, every step he takes, it will bring huge pressure to Dong Huang Lun, Dong Huang Lun looks leisurely with his hands behind his back, but Yang Yu looks a little embarrassed!

The green tendons on his neck were exposed, and his forehead was sweating! The huge whirlwind on his body also disappeared, and a massive amount of heaven and earth true spirit vitality was sucked into the sea of qi! Now it was spinning wildly.

Others seem to be able to see the clues, the key to Yang Yu's close is probably the long black knife in his hand, this knife has a very strange style, thin and long! I really don't know why Yang Yu is carrying such a knife?

Yang Yu didn't think of his knife at this time, but took another step, this step, Donghuang Lun's leisurely posture finally changed, and a shocked face had already appeared on his face! Because at this time, he could already fully feel the feeling of danger that Yang Yu brought him.

The distance between the two was less than a zhang, and at this time, this distance suddenly shortened again as Yang Yu took another step!

The tip of the knife is forward, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and the arms are slightly bent, this knife is two feet and seven inches long, even if Yang Yu stretches out all his arms now, he can't reach Dong Huang Lun, and he himself has to bear the powerful pressure of Dong Huang Lun!

But now that Yang Yu already had enough true aura in his body, he compressed this Peng Bai's true aura on his arm, and passed it down his arm to the black ruler, along the blade to the tip of the knife!

So a surprising phenomenon appeared, the tip of the black ruler in Yang Yu's hand stretched forward and spit out a black black sword! This sword was more than a foot long! Like the venomous letter of a poisonous snake, it continued to expand and contract, piercing a cut in the body protection aura three feet away from Donghuang Lun directly opposite.

This incision is not big, but it can seriously threaten the body of Dong Huang Lun, and the weak body of the Qi cultivator is still extremely vulnerable even at the stage of Fixing Spirit Beads! Just like Lu Xiuchen at the beginning.

All the spectators around were silent, everyone held their breath, the Dong Huang Lun they saw had always been so calm and relaxed, only those who had really fought with Dong Huang Lun knew how terrible this silence was!

And the person who had tried to compete with Donghuang Lun was now also on the scene, and he stared directly at Donghuang Lun, hoping to see some of his terrifying supernatural powers.

Under the silence, there was a heavy wheezing sound, which was sent by Yang Yu, obviously he was really struggling in today's competition!

Suddenly, Dong Huanglun sighed, this sigh was very soft, he slowly stretched out his hands, then lowered his head to look at them, and whispered to Yang Yu: "Actually, my natal supernatural power is 'cold!'"

He didn't look up at Yang Yu, but he was talking to him, Yang Yu was stunned when he heard this, and then his face suddenly changed. Passionate about e-books

Suddenly a snowflake fell from the sky!

This snowflake is crystal clear, pure white, pure white snowflakes slowly drift down, with a fresh and refined smell, it is a kind of arrogance brought by the extreme cold!

The temperature around the area suddenly drops rapidly, and the cold, heat, and cold are all well-known things, but this kind of thing cannot be seen or touched, but everyone can feel it, and when the temperature drops sharply, the snowflakes suddenly increase!

The white snowflakes fell on Dong Huang Lun's slightly pale palm, but they did not melt, but seemed to merge with his palm, the snowflakes were pure white, just like Dong Huang Lun's white mentality, his heart was really pure, it seemed to be spotless, only such a pure heart would feel such a cold supernatural power!

The air around him seemed to be frozen, Yang Yu's brow was instantly covered with frost, and the white vapor emitted by his heavy exhalation enveloped his head, making it impossible to see his expression, I don't know how he feels now.

The frost was formed in an instant, and along the aura released from the East Emperor Lun, that incomparably powerful coercion! So everyone saw it, and they were immediately stunned!

The white frost was based on Dong Huanglun's body, three feet higher than his body, and then pressed towards Yang Yu like a huge wave, but it was split in half before Yang Yu's black ruler long knife!

But the severe cold continued to intensify, and the formation of the frost immediately forced the sword rays in front of the tip of Yang Yu's black ruler back!

At this time, Cai Tan, who was standing on the periphery and watching the battle, seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, the natal supernatural power displayed by Dong Huanglun was indeed powerful, if it was according to the level, it was already completely superior!

However, that Xuan Ancestor Master, the disciple who was trained seems to be really not simple, it seems that the great monk at the stage of fixing the spirit bead has not been defeated until now, and his own strength is strong enough, and he also has the kind of strong physique that a cultivator does not have, and who else can absorb the other party's spiritual energy!

"You are a disciple of my master Bo Xuanzu, I am very strange, why did he let you come to me to compete in martial arts? Could it be that he doesn't know my situation? But he still wants you to come here to bring humiliation on yourself?"

Dong Huang Lun released his natal powers, and he already felt that Yang Yu was struggling to support, this competition was about to end, from the competition to the current position, Dong Huang Lun had not moved at all, but always stood there easily, this calmness and self-confidence had obviously stabilized Yang Yu's head.

And at this moment, Dong Huanglun knew that his victory was in his hands, after all, he was a young man's mentality, and he always felt that it was right to say something, so he asked Yang Yu with that mockery.

"Now that you have entered the Bamboo Forest Courtyard, you can be regarded as my junior in the future, there is no Xuantian Sect here, and there is no master of you and me, in the future, we will get along according to the way of the academy, right?" Dong Huanglun said.

Yang Yu didn't speak at first, but lowered his head to look at the snowflakes and frosts on his arms, he looked very carefully, the snowflakes and frosts on his arms were white, but what did Yang Yu see in them?

What is that? Impurities and dust, Yang Yu's heart moved, he looked up at Dong Huanglun, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a weird smile ......!