Old man Zhang was beaten by this blow and his blood was rolling, and the Xuanbing Battle Spirit almost exploded directly in his body, turning into the purest and primitive Battle Spirit Qi, so he would have to spend at least five months repairing the Battle Spirit, otherwise his deeds would suffer backlash, and it would be a luxury to do it with others. He was repelled by Gangfeng, and at the same time, he was angry and angry, after all, a dignified battle fist fighter was forced back by Gangfeng Warrior with an understatement look, and it was a big joke when it was spread, and the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall was 3000 years of credibility and could not afford to plant this big heel. At this time, all he was thinking about was to save face, and even put some blood to get revenge.

He didn't know that people couldn't resist God after all.

Yinchen holds the Gangfeng Limit in her hand, a kind of nothing, similar to the "authority" of the Treasure Hallows, she can call as many Gangfeng as there are in this world, and she really wants to use a huge amount of Gangfeng to smooth out Old Man Zhang's divine cultivation. He just made a move, but he just used the explosive power of Gangfeng as a warning, and he really provoked what Gangfeng he used, and directly mixed the petrified curse with the cold and icy aura in the air, killing all poisons, and it is estimated that half of the entire hall on the first floor will die, and controlling the range is enough to make Old Man Zhang turn into a stone statue on the spot.

Old man Zhang was beaten back, his blood was churning and his anger was attacking, his face was flushed, and his white beard stood up one by one, turning into a very large handful, burying his mouth, only to see the beard on his face squirming: "Gangfeng, what is the use of your hard cultivation Gangfeng now?" His voice came out of the pile of beards, and the vinegar smell wafted in his contemptuous tone, almost souring the surrounding circle of disciples who were watching the excitement. Yinchen listened to his words, his expression remained unchanged, but he let out a sneer, and his originally graceful and solemn body finally made a large movement.

He put his hands together in front of him, and clenched both hands at the same time, and a silver slender knife immediately appeared in the palm of his hand, not to mention anything else, just the ability to make something out of nothing, and the bowl beggar who was secretly observing was also frightened. Old man Zhang's face changed even more, his deep ice qi erupted, and a poisonous blue blizzard swirled around his body, and gray-white bone fist thorns grew out of the bones of his hands, and he was about to muster up his courage to urge the seven-inch meteor fist and silver dust with the power of cold poison to fight hard, but he was suddenly pressed by the palm that came from behind him: "Old Zhang, this kid is a silver-haired demon, and he can't be careless!" A calm voice with a lot of heaviness came, Old Man Zhang's face was relieved, the anger and humiliation in his heart were forcibly suppressed a little, and he said in a low voice: "Senior brother, this son can't be kept! Behind Old Man Zhang, the master of the Joining Dao stepped forward, every step was heavy and cold like an iceberg, stepping on the ground, making a sound that was enough to resonate with the heartbeat of all the surrounding thousands of miles of illusion masters and the dart masters of the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall, and within a few steps, the heartbeat of the entire hall was integrated into one sound by him, as if his feet controlled the heartbeat of everyone.

This feeling made all the people who were thousands of miles away, including Niu Defu, turn white. The feeling of being controlled by someone whose heartbeat rate is probably the feeling of a small life in someone else's hands.

The entire hall was filled with the sound of a consistent heartbeat, the only difference being Yinchen's own heartbeat. Silver Dust held the knife in both hands, the long knife lay horizontally, and a blue light flashed on the silver-white scabbard from time to time, which was the power of thunder and lightning.

A cyan blizzard appeared on the body of the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall Hedao master, which was mixed with the cold and poisonous power of the soul scattering poison, the magic power turned into water, and the poison traveled all over the world, almost all the divine skills can be quenched into poisonous energy, corroding people's skin and muscles in the cold, blood meridians, and some powerful characters can even corrode wood and rocks, only all kinds of metals are not afraid of cold poison corrosion. The cold poison is classified according to the poisonous substances used when refining the battle spirit, for example, at this time, the "Ice Blue Scorpion Tail Needle" used by this Fusion Sect Master is highly poisonous, which is the opposite of the raw and poisonous red hot scorpion tail needle.

A poisonous blizzard surrounded the middle-aged man who came over, he was naked, and there was a crisp click of bone displacement between his muscular arms, and on a pair of arms, the rock-like high bulging muscles slowly wriggled and changed, and the sharp white bones like bone spurs on the backbone of the iron-backed dragon slowly grew out of the arms that were twice as thick, and the tips of the bone spurs, the cold poison gathered, showing the color of ice crystals.

Silver Dust blinked slightly, and the system in his field of vision immediately suggested that the bone structure of this person's arms had completely changed, turning into a structure similar to a bio-type high-output device, many joints grew out of thin air, combined into a structure like multiple crank connecting rods, and the middle-aged man's pair of fists were also enlarged in equal proportions, but there was no structural change, it was still a pair of bronze iron-blooded killing fists.

The power of Silver Dust's natural double killing fist, he had already guessed that this middle-aged man with a money rattail pigtail was likely to be an enshrinement-level figure belonging to the "hidden power" in the Tianxing Martial Arts Pavilion, but he didn't expect this person to be so young and powerful. "Could it be...... The Artificial Chosen One, or even the Artificial Chosen Whip?" Silver Dust thought in his heart, and the scabbard of the Tai Knife was retracted inside.

The cold ice poison gas and the killing fist are separated, which is the reverse usage of the Hedao realm, "two points of power and qi". If Silver Dust enters to parry and kill, then the toxin-laden blizzard will surround him, even if it doesn't hurt his skin, just leaving some ice chips on his body, it can also let the toxin enter his body, interrupt the operation of his battle spirit, and seal his combat power. And if he wants to divide his energy to deal with the blizzard, then the killing fist will inevitably drive straight into it and give him a direct blow, so that in the face of the middle-aged man's "Seven Inch Meteor Fist", Yinchen seems to be in a dilemma.

The killing fist came in an instant, and the silver dust was divided in both hands at this time, and the long knife was immediately pulled out three inches, and the speed at which he drew the knife seemed to be not fast, but the surrounding time and space suddenly collapsed, and the red floor tiles under his feet were even sucked up, with a terrifying appearance of time and space disorder, the light around him immediately dimmed, and blue thunder and lightning flashed in the air, and a huge coercion of the killing level exploded, freezing the blizzard sent out by the middle-aged man for a short moment.

The action of drawing the sword suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, a blue lightning arc turned into a sword in the sky, flashed out, and turned into millions of thunderbolts in mid-air, sweeping towards the middle-aged man. The sword swept wildly, and the stagnant blizzard activated again at the moment when the man sent out the second battle spirit qi, and spun at an accelerated pace and swept towards the silver dust, but it was scattered and scattered by the explosive wind. The middle-aged man's fist finally collided with the long knife in Yinchen's hand, and the two pure mechanical thrusts collided violently, exploding a circle of dark white qi at the point of contact. The long click in Yinchen's hand broke apart, but the violent Gangfeng attached to the overlord sword composed of thunder and lightning swept out fiercely, and actually fell to the ground three zhang away in embarrassment, this time, even Yinchen himself was stunned, he didn't expect that the combination of metal weapons and Gangfeng would increase the power so much.

The silver-colored mage lowered his hand, and the silver-colored sleeve covered the palm, revealing only half of the blade, and the sharp edge of the broken knife fell to the ground, quickly melting into a mass of molten metal, and then evaporating like mercury. The half-cut blade in Yinchen's hand, the metal on the fracture squirmed, and a sword blade grew like a creature of words, the back of the knife became thinner, the two sides were opened, and the broken knife changed into an ordinary long sword. The law god raised his hand gracefully, the divine will came, the sword came out, and an incomparably terrifying sword aura shot out with his very concise and clear horizontal slash.

With that sword, the heavens and the earth changed color, and everything in the world turned completely ice blue, but there was clearly no trace of cold winter. The mystery of the final battle with the power of killing Dao was actually summoned by Yinchen with a wave of his hand, plus the moment when he just drew his sword, the heaven and earth changed color, and in just two moves, he was executed in a row with two moves of the decisive battle of the Killing Dao.

""Thousands of Thunders and Flashes of Death?" Niu Defu is knowledgeable, and of course he can recognize the most basic and most difficult mastery of the disciples of the Golden Dao Sect, but such a trick can at most be combined with the battle soul to practice the power of the killing Dao level, which is by no means something that ordinary people can do, and even the young leaders of the Golden Dao Sect who are rumored on the rivers and lakes can't do this, only Han Konggu and the like, these famous grandmaster-level figures can have this skill, but Yinchen, a child who is not even a weak crown, can actually send out such a stunt casually, which makes the bowl beggar Niu Defu realize, "There is no vanity under fame" is sometimes a wise saying.

As for the final battle of Yinchen's second move, Niu Defu must admit that he didn't understand it at all!

"Fairy Sword!?" Liu Tiangang understood a little, but he would rather not understand it, because the truth he saw was too appalling. He could feel that the sword qi of Yinchen's sword was not very strong, at least the qi emitted from his body was very weak and weak, but this sword qi could actually attract the heavens, gather a certain power between heaven and earth, and strengthen itself, this is the "fairy sword" that only the legendary "immortals" can emit. The qi of the "fairy sword" does not belong to water, fire, wind and thunder, it seems to be a particularly mysterious and high-end power, of course Liu Tiangang does not know that this is the power of time and space, and the sword that Yinchen wields is the sword of time.

"The years are merciless!" When the cold light shrouded him, the middle-aged man who was knocked away had already stabilized his figure, and his right foot stepped on the ground fiercely, the red bricks shattered, the ice edges exploded, and the whole person was attached to the ceiling, lightly avoiding the silver dust sword. This is "top registration", a miracle that cannot be completed by a non-grandmaster realm, and the people around him, even those who are thousands of miles away, cheered in a low voice. The middle-aged man saw that Yinchen was very slow to collect the move, and his movements were even stiff there, hehe smiled, and immediately flew down, and the famous Canghu in "Seven Inch Meteor Fist" slammed over with both claws, and the left fist shrouded the head and face of Yinchen, and the right fist shrouded the chest, shoulders and other vital positions, and the huge fist was still surrounded by wind and snow, and at the same time, in order to prevent this kid from counterattacking, he immediately adjusted the war spirit, and condensed a complete set of ice chain mail on his body.

The two fists are out, the wind and snow are accompanied, and the fist wind has not arrived, and the corrosive cold and cold air has reached the body of the silver dust, even the hegemon body can't stop this kind of cold ice poisonous gas that erodes together with the soul, will, physical strength, viscera, and flesh and blood. Silver Dust let go of his hand, the long sword disappeared directly into the air, and the blue time sword qi also disappeared without a trace, and the place where the sword qi passed was decayed, as if a thousand years had passed in an instant.

"It's a good time!" Silver Dust's voice was as cold as ice hell, and at the moment when the middle-aged man pounced down, he suddenly turned into a phantom, as ghost-like as a ghost, he avoided his fists and the blizzard, not to mention, he was magically just stuck in the middle-aged man's back door, and he was about to make some moves when he raised his hand.

After all, the middle-aged man is a Fellow Dao Grandmaster, and it may even be the whip of the Chosen One, the moment he was copied from the back road, the heavy punch sent out was immediately retracted, not to mention, the battle spirit of the whole body instantly fell silent, and even the change process was saved, and he directly changed from a semi-alien state to a normal human body, he turned around like a whirlwind, and at the same time crossed his hands in front of him, and the flesh and blood on his arms were agitated and the skin and bones expanded, and he was actually born in an instant and conjured a rectangular tower shield composed of two muscles, which doubled his own protection.

Liu Tiangang's face turned gray when he saw this scene, although "flashback instantaneous staggered defense" is a public technique on the rivers and lakes, but the person who can do it, Liu Tiangang has not seen it, this is the first time he has seen a living person can use such a technique, of course, the shock and fear are so great that even the details of Yinchen being able to launch a staggered defense between square inches are ignored. He watched as the silver dust ghostly bypassed the dart master's fists, and when he reached his back, he casually flicked it upward, feeling like he was about to throw some hidden weapon, but there was no poisonous needle flying fork plum blossom dart or anything like that flying out of his sleeve, but a huge black cloth flew out.

In the middle of the black cloth is sewn an iron plate, which seems to be able to rotate in the air on its own, and in the process of rotating, the black cloth spreads longitudinally through the force of rotation, like a cloak that suddenly opens, and the edge of the black cloth is sewn with a circle of metal teeth, the edge is extremely sharp, and the golden metal reflects it. The black cloth spun at high speed in the air, slashing towards the middle-aged man like a knife wheel. The middle-aged man didn't dare to take it hard, so he could only bless the blizzard to the maximum, almost turning it into a wall like a water curtain. Push forward. Finally knocked down the black cloth.

Wind and snow turn into tides. Shoot down the magic skill "Slashing Wind Swallow Break" that Yin Cheng achieved with magic, and at the same time push towards Yinchen with an aftermath, it looks like a wall of water that is one person high and one foot wide, and the blue and black flashes in the water wall continue to emerge, obviously with soul-scattering poison. Silver Dust didn't wait to put down his hand, two fingers cleared, and two strings of arcane missiles shot out, and the moment they fell into the water wall, the middle-aged man's body shook, and a thin line of blood appeared from his left nostril, obviously he had been hit by the "backlash" magic in the arcane missile. The wall of water he sent out solidified directly in front of the silver dust, not into ice, but into a low wall of mud that didn't look stiff.