Song Qingyuan pinched a strange trick in his left hand, and between the opening and closing of his five fingers, it seemed that frost was condensed, but it was like a flame flying, perfectly combining movement and stillness.

And the two fingers of his right hand stood together, and he pinched a sword trick, not pointing at the small point, but at his own eyebrows.

Seeing his action, the first to fry the pot was the disciple of the Tianchi Sect, and everyone looked at Song Qingyuan in the Hidden Dragon Pot with straight eyes.

"Ice and Fire Polar Invisible Sword Qi!" a voice exclaimed, it sounded like a scream because it was so emotional.

All the Tianchi Sect monks looked at their sect leader Cao Wei in unison: "The two poles of ice and fire have invisible sword qi, that is the sect master's own unique master, even the two elders of ice and fire can't do it!"

Mu Jihai, who has always regarded Song Qingyuan as his competitive target, seemed to have his soul pulled out of his body at this time, and the whole person lost his soul, staring at Song Qingyuan blankly, and only came back to his senses after a long time, and shouted out in a gaffe: "Impossible!

Only by convincing himself in this way can Mu Jihai ensure that he will not have a mental breakdown.

Because if Song Qingyuan really cultivates the invisible sword qi of ice and fire, it means that he and Mu Jihai are not at the same level at all, Mu Jihai's hard work, the competition he has always had, and his pride, belief and self-esteem have all become a joke.

And it's a bad joke that can't make people laugh, it only makes people feel pity and even contempt.

But Song Qingyuan was destined to deal a heavy blow to Mu Jihai today, and the pressure brought to him by Xiao Bu forced him not to dare to have the slightest reservation. Directly took out the killer feature at the bottom of the box.

After confirming that Song Qingyuan had displayed the invisible sword qi of ice and fire, a primordial ancestor of the Tianchi Sect said categorically: "Win!"

Cao Wei looked at the Hidden Dragon Pot calmly. Bow your head slightly, if it weren't for this trick. He would not be confident that Song Qingyuan had a sixty percent chance of winning.

This is not only confidence in his own disciples, but also Cao Wei's confidence in himself.

In the Hidden Dragon Pot, Song Qingyuan pointed to his eyebrows, and the infinite frost froze his whole person, as if he had become an eternal iceberg.

In the next moment, the top of the iceberg shattered, like a volcanic eruption, and infinite fire magma erupted from the top of the mountain.

Icebergs are steaming and fire is flying in the air. Both of them quickly turned into two smokes, one red and one blue, and then the two smokes merged into one and disappeared in space, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

The blue sky and clear water in the hidden dragon pot are still the same, and Song Qingyuan's spell has disappeared without a trace, and it seems that it has never existed.

But don't say that the little thing in the hidden dragon pot is, even if it is the battle outside the pot, they all faintly feel that the empty world in the pot is open. There is a powerful force that fluctuates, like a doomsday disaster, and it is terrifying.

You can't see it, you can't touch it. There is no form, there is no trace, but you are the Tao. That terrifying power is real, and it may be at your side in the next moment. Take your life, and you can't even dodge your defenses.

Xiao Budian's eyes were slightly condensed. Looking at Song Qingyuan, who was not far from him, with a calm face, the two looked at each other like this.

Although they were only a stone's throw away, Xiao Budian could sense that before he approached Song Qingyuan, his invisible sword qi that was densely permeated in the space would kill him first.

Although he couldn't see or feel the specific location of the sword qi, Xiao Budian was alert.

"Unless it is the top Yuanying early stage cultivator like Prince Chongyun, with this sword technique, he may be able to defeat the ordinary Yuanying early stage, if he has the help of his Yuanying magic weapon Ice Spirit Cold Light Mirror, there is even a certain chance to kill the Yuanying early stage monk. ”

Xiao Budian suddenly smiled: "It's a pity, I can't help it." ”

His small body walked towards Song Qingyuan step by step, his expression was leisurely, and the wind and thunder were surging all over his body, and the most dense body gathered on the top of his head and kept agitating, and then collapsed.

In the eyes of the little one, there are countless lights flickering, at the beginning there were only storms and thunder, but later, heaven and earth, water and fire, mountains, gossip and things rise and fall, creation and development, and infinite avenues are born from it.

Above Xiao Budian's head, the wind and thunder disappeared, and in its place was a chaotic starry sky, as if it was the most primitive, newly created cosmic realm.

At this moment, Xiao Budian's eyes suddenly stopped looking at Song Qingyuan, but looked at the empty distance.

Only Zhu Yi, who was outside the hidden dragon pot, knew that his little eyes were actually looking at him.

Xiao Budian's voice was low, and he muttered to himself: "Second Senior Brother, you have a magnificent article that shocks the past and the present, and I also have my own Xuanhuang four-character formula." ”

In the process of Xiao Budian stepping forward, Song Qingyuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and with a sword trick in his right hand, the entire space of the Hidden Dragon Pot shook, and the appearance of the Hidden Dragon Pot directly lit up with the brilliance of the precursor of the defensive ban.

There was no sound, no mana fluctuations, and there was no trace in the air, but everyone could feel that there was a terrifying force that was attracted by Song Qingyuan and attacked Xiao Budian.

Xiao Budian finally turned his head at this time, looked at Song Qingyuan quietly, raised his palm, and clenched it in the air.

"Yu!"

With a soft snort, the space around him shook, and the layers of space folded and overlapped, like a shiny wall.

In these spatial folds and faults, you can vaguely feel that there is an invisible force that is frantically agitated, like a trapped beast that is bound, but it has never been able to break free.

Xiao Budian strolled forward, and chanted in a long voice: "Up and down the four directions, called 'Yu', the vast world, the infinite space, all under control." ”

As Xiao Budian moved forward step by step, he chanted word by word, and a vast and boundless force that filled the four directions of heaven and earth was suppressed, even if Song Qingyuan's sword qi was shadowless and invisible, it was also suppressed and unable to move.

There was a sword intent in the space, and a silent wail was made, it was the sword intent of Song Qingyuan's invisible sword qi at the poles of ice and fire, under the suppression of Xiao Budian, it seemed that the dragon was trapped in shallow water, and there was no longer the scenery of the past.

Song Qingyuan's complexion changed greatly, and he had to exert the invisible sword qi of ice and fire, and he had to pay all his strength, but now that the sword intent was suppressed by Xiao Budian, even his own spirit was suppressed. It can only struggle in vain.

At this moment, Song Qingyuan's former calmness has completely disappeared. In the hideous facial features, there was a faint panic.

He didn't expect that. The invisible sword qi of his ice and fire poles was unleashed, and he was still not a small opponent, which was completely beyond his imagination.

And at this moment, the little little man had already come to him, and his eyes were calm with an undoubted domineering.

"My generation of Xuanmen Tianzong disciples, the people who can compete with us will always only have their own senior brothers, and the rest of them are insignificant!"

Xiao Budian looked at Song Qingyuan and suddenly smiled slightly. Then a punch came out, directly knocking Song Qingyuan's whole person out of the air!

The Hidden Dragon Pot's protective defense ban was triggered at the same time, protecting Song Qingyuan, but at the same time declaring his defeat.

The monks of the Tianchi Sect outside the pot were as silent as death at the moment, and all of them had cultivated for thousands of years, but at this time, they all felt helpless in their hearts.

They really wanted to see the sect master Cao Wei, hoping that their own sect master could rely on them and eliminate their sense of weakness. But they didn't dare.

Reason told them not to mess with Cao Wei at this time.

They will pay attention to Cao Wei's feelings, but others will not, and the scene of the festival will be faintly in turmoil. Everyone could see the look of shock in the eyes of others.

Xiao Budian's previous performance made everyone think that there would be a big gap between him and Zhu Yi, but now it seems. Regardless of Zhu Yi's relationship with Zhu Yi's promotion to the middle stage of Jindan, Xiao Bu's strength. Compared to Zhu Yi, it is not weaker.

Zhao Yan was dumbfounded and said, "That...... That is the power to control the space, although it is still jerky and immature, but it contains a subtle sense of artistic conception. Even the Yuan Infant Monk may not have comprehension, right?"

An extremely solemn look appeared on Tao Yaoyao's face, but he did not answer Zhao Yan's question.

The strength of the disciples of the Xuanmen Heavenly Sect once again shocked everyone.

Cao Wei stared at the Hidden Dragon Pot expressionlessly, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a statue.

"This subordinate disciple Xie Lu thanked Sect Master Cao for his generosity. Lin Feng smiled and said: "Similar gambling games, you are welcome to come again, you are welcome to come often." ”

"There are two more competitions in the future, is Sect Master Cao interested in betting two more? Oh, by the way, before that, please ask Sect Master Cao to clear the bet this time, this seat remembers that Sect Master Cao said, you are a person who doesn't like to pay on credit, it just so happens that this seat is also such a person. ”

Cao Weiren finally moved, turned around and stared at Lin Feng fixedly, and after taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice: "I am willing to gamble and lose, my Tianchi Sect can afford to lose." ”

On the side, I thought of the laughter of King Beirong Zuoxian: "My lenghua ghost mirror, don't forget it." ”

Although Huo Xiu didn't speak, it was impossible for Cao Wei to ignore him if he was standing here.

At this moment, with Cao Wei's state of mind of thousands of years of cultivation, his anger also surged upward, and he had an urge to spurt blood.

The Streamer Sword Venerable looked solemn, and without saying a word, he threw the stone tablet engraved with the sword marks of the Shaoshang Sword Weapon to Lin Feng, and Zhuge Guang also smiled bitterly and handed over his Eight Channels Blood Ginseng.

Cao Wei's pair of flying snow feathers rushed over from the Tianchi of the Snow Mountain carrying the two poles of natural flowers, and they couldn't arrive for a while.

But Lin Feng had already made a lot of money, and when Xiao Budian and Song Qingyuan came out of the Hidden Dragon Pot together and asked him to fulfill the gambling contract and hand over the Ice Spirit Cold Light Mirror, Song Qingyuan, who was already depressed, almost fainted without coming up in one breath.

If it weren't for the attention of everyone, Song Qingyuan would definitely fight to the end with Xiao Budian, even if he couldn't fight and escape, and he wouldn't hand over the Ice Spirit Cold Light Mirror if he said anything, which was no different from digging up his own lifeline.

But Lin Feng, Cao Wei and a group of Yuanshen bigwigs pressed on their heads, and Song Qingyuan could only helplessly hand over the magic weapon, his eyes were sad and desperate like a girl who had been wheeled by hundreds of big men thousands of times.

Xiao Budian honestly and unceremoniously took the Ice Spirit Cold Light Mirror, and after looking at it, he smiled at Zhu Yi and said, "Second Senior Brother, I have two Yuan Infant Stage Magic Weapons now?"

Zhu Yi smiled noncommittally, and the next sentence made Song Qingyuan, who was already complaining, so angry that he vomited blood.

"This business is very easy to do, second senior brother, when you compete in a while, you will also make a bet with Princess Nebula?"

As soon as these words came out, the Great Qin Dynasty from top to bottom, including the three Yuanshen bosses, all had a black face. (To be continued......)