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Yin Xueli clasped her hands, closed her eyes and began to pray, she no longer had much hope for victory, only by praying for a miracle from the Candle Sky God and Demon could she keep that little chance of survival. The roar of the soldiers in the north hit his eardrums like thunder, and even made him feel dizzy and want to vomit. The military strength of the northerners is not only to mobilize the surrounding wind and limit Silver Dust in terms of control, but more importantly, they must have seriously affected Silver Dust's morale and self-confidence.

Yin Xueli knew that Yinchen was only sixteen years old, how could such a young man who had not been deeply involved in the world exert his full strength under such pressure? In the face of the roaring crowd around him, the waves of voice, the invisible momentum in the waves, would affect his performance. She believes that he hasn't made a move for so long, it must be because his heart is no longer calm, because he is already scared, right?

Yin Xueli thinks so, and Liu Dequan thinks so too. He knew that it was a bit unorthodox for him to do this, or that it was a bit unorthodox to be so fixed in the Northern Military Regulations, so he showed the generosity and patience that a great general should have. He didn't urge Silver Dust again, quietly waiting for him to make the first move, or waiting for him to collapse first. Liu Dequan knows very well that the longer he stays under such pressure, the more disadvantageous it will be.

Silver Dust impatiently raised his left hand and rubbed his ear with his fleshy palm, which was not yet covered by light magic. "It's noisy. He whispered, the faint protest drowned out by the loud slogans, and Sakura Shigen, who was closest to him, didn't hear clearly. He stepped out of the crowd, a flame of light burning on his silver robe for some reason. The soft white flame, there was no scorching heat, no cold coercion, except for the silent warmth of moisturizing things, there was no momentum. The breath on Yinchen's body, not to mention being distracted, didn't even weigh Peiyuan.

The power of the wind was moving away from him, and he knew he couldn't count on it. His power is light and darkness, ice and fire derived from the differentiation of light. The fire of light that burned all over his body had already split into blue ice crystals and red sparks, which drifted into the air around him.

"Is man going to conquer heaven? It's ridiculous. For the world, ants are ants no matter how many they come! If shouting slogans can force the sky back, then the Great Leap Forward will not fail......" Yinchen held such an idea, no matter how high-pitched and passionate the voices around him were, it could not shake his self-confidence at all. If you have mastered the hearts of the people, what can you do with the manpower you master, as a mage, what he has mastered is the sky.

What he mastered was not only the time of heaven, but also the rules of heaven, and even some form of the way of heaven.

The roar around was as strong as ever, but the rain falling from the sky suddenly increased at some point, and the originally thin rain threads turned into large raindrops, which slowly increased and slowly became heavier, and slowly turned into water balls the size of broad beans, then into ice balls, and finally, into sharp ice edges.

The scream sounded at that moment in the sound of the slogan, the size of a thumb, a sharp conical ice ridge fell from the sky at high speed, the resistance of the air could no longer affect these steel ball-like Xiaoice ridges, and these ice ridges fell from an extremely high air, and under the acceleration of gravity, they already had the speed of a pistol bullet. Shouting slogans, the ironclad soldiers did their best to maintain the military momentum to cheer Liu Dequan on, where could they take care of erecting a protective body to resist the wind? Without any defense, a quarter of the people were smashed to the point of bleeding in an instant.

The sound of hail falling woke up Yin Xueli, who was praying, and she quickly stretched out her hand, palms up, but found that she hadn't even received a drop of rain at all, and where was there any hail? Wen Qingsong and Sakura Shixuan must have had many years of experience in surviving in the wild, and when they heard that something was wrong with the sound of rain, they quickly set up their bodies and squatted down with their heads in their hands, but it turned out to be just a false alarm. Almost deadly hailstones fell, wounding and even killing large numbers of ironclad soldiers, and ending the impassioned and nihilistic slogan.

Yinchen smiled at Liu Dequan for a moment, straightened his face again, and silently raised his hands, above his ten fingers, 20 sharp claw-shaped blades, like scalpels made of gold, exuding a bloodthirsty cold.

At his feet, a thin layer of frost had already formed, and outside the encirclement, the dark clouds dispersed, revealing a dark and dreary sky without a few cold stars, and the fire that had been set off by the silver dust had now uncontrollably engulfed the beams of the house, the pillars cracked and the walls collapsed, and the dead and wounded pillows, the sound of "go to the water!", the sound was like a wail.

Basic Magic, Hail Magic, this is a spell that any ice mage who has obtained official mage qualifications, even some more powerful wind mages can be proficient in, this kind of magic can deal with the samurai targets equivalent to the Peiyuan realm at most, and the wounded and dead who fell among the ironclad warriors are also in the Peiyuan realm.

From beginning to end, Yinchen did not raise any objections to Liu Dequan's approach, and seemed to gladly accept the unfair fate, but in fact, no matter how these people shouted, slandered, and used strategies and tricks, they could not shake the heart of a mage. Magicians, indifferent to life and death, disdain for power and fame, in their eyes, there are only laws and morality, all the side doors and left ways to take advantage of power are empty, between heaven and earth, only power will always exist.

In a sense, Yinchen is more unreasonable than Liu Dequan and the people of the Northern Empire.

"It's time to move. Old man, you better think more about what is behind you. It wasn't until the passionate slogans turned into sporadic moans of pain under the icy rain that Silver Dust uttered the first words after the battle. His voice was calm and cold, but his tone was full of arrogance and arrogance. He seemed to have forgotten that even if Liu Dequan was single-handed, the strength of the four ways of Hedao was by no means something he could easily shake. The most basic legendary master does not have the capital to compete head-on with the master of Hedao.

"......" Liu Dequan didn't respond, but immediately changed his posture and put on a defensive sword technique that was extremely strictly prohibited. He messed up, and he knew he had lost badly in the first round of the contest and lost to the point where he didn't even have his leggings. He originally wanted to use the secret research and development of special forces in the northern country to suppress the opponent and make it easier for him to win, but he didn't expect that the other party would be able to attract the help of the "celestial phenomena". Liu Dequan couldn't understand how Yinchen could do this. His explanation for the hailstorm just now was that Silver Dust had been helped by heaven and was a "man of destiny", which was not only for him, but also for the ordinary soldiers around him. Those soldiers who were born in poor families and couldn't read a single word were afraid that at this moment, they would only regard Yinchen as a saint protected by the sky. Such a person is not dared to provoke the soldiers of the northern country even if they are killed, if they commit the wrath of heaven, they may attract disaster one day, and the lives of the poor soldiers are also fate, they can go into battle to kill the enemy, but they are also afraid of death, especially the fear of death is unknown.

Liu Dequan already felt that the morale was collapsing, whether it was the injured soldiers or the soldiers who were lucky enough not to be injured, they would never dare to make any more noise at this moment. "Northern Emperor Wuwei" will not really even be able to impress the sky.

The power of the wind was balanced invisibly, evenly scattered around the two of them impartially, Liu Dequan was full of spirit, and the body protection Gangfeng, who had no flaws in the first place, was matched with his defensive posture, which was simply solid. No weakness means that there is no chance to penetrate his body protection Gangfeng, which means that using ice attribute magic against him will not achieve the desired effect. Silver Dust knew that he didn't have that much magic power to summon enough ice and snow to fight against Liu Dequan's Gangfeng.

Victory seemed a bit slim for him. Originally, the ice magic of the refrigerant type Gangfeng was also a drop in the bucket in the face of Liu Dequan's Merge Dao realm, and the only chance of winning seemed to be the only thing left to open the realm, but Yinchen looked at the more and more arrogant fire after Liu De's whole body, and felt more and more tempting that this idea was very tempting. Polarization flip seems to be a good choice.

The white-colored pupils suddenly tightened, and Liu De's whole body was on fire, and suddenly there was a loud sound like flowing water. Liu Dequan was startled, he was just about to turn his head to see what was going on behind him, when the silver young man in front of him almost crossed a distance of 15 meters in a flash, and his cold hands flashed towards him together.

"Holy Light Hundred Claw!"

This is the first time that Silver Dust has used both hands to advance at the same time. Demon Crying Slash, Heaven and Earth Splitting God, and even most of the moves on the Wind Source Continent are one-handed alternate moves, the advantage of this is that it can contain the power of most of the muscles and vitality of the whole body in one blow, of course, speed and flexibility must be abandoned. Yinchen's hands attacked at the same time, and the claw blade of the cold light flickered directly at Liu Dequan's throat, and he jumped into the fish, and the silver-colored figure almost completely became the posture of the flying leopard pounce, and it seemed that there was no defense at all.

Liu Dequan saw Yinchen's attack, and a surprise rose in his heart. In his opinion, the opponent's ability was not enough to shake his defense, but he took such a radical approach of completely abandoning defense, isn't this clearly looking for death? In the face of Silver Dust's sacrificial attack. Liu Dequan cleverly took a step back to avoid its edge, and at the same time, the long sword in his right hand gave up his original defensive posture and stabbed out like a poisonous snake.

I have to say that Liu Dequan's swordsmanship is relatively powerful in the rivers and lakes of the Southern Empire. Although the swordsmanship is not tricky and a little lacking in variety, it is better than being sharp and direct. The broad-bladed long sword in his right hand instantly turned into a swift iron light like a poisonous snake, and his hands slightly bent to avoid Silver Dust, and stabbed towards Silver Dust's throat in a daze.

If it is someone else, even if it is a master like Sakura Shixuan, in such a radical attack move, he will never have the ability to change his moves, but the "Holy Light Hundred Cracks Grasp" used by Yinchen is transformed by Thor according to the relevant moves in the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa", which is by no means imaginable as a human warrior. Yinchen attacked with such a deadly posture, in fact, he also absorbed a little bit of the essence of Long Aotian's "Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist", it seems that he is not defensive at all, in fact, he is defending everywhere, his original intention of using "Holy Light Hundred Cracked Claws" is to use the high-frequency "attack" of both hands to resist and parry Liu Dequan's double sword attack, and at the same time entangle the confusion place, seize an opportunity to release the "Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist", he wants to see if this master of the combination of ways can block the blow of the power of the immortal song that is said to have ten awakenings.

"Absolute Madness!" Liu Dequan stabbed out a sword, and the cold light on the blade of the iron sword shone brightly, even a little dazzling. That silver light, which pierced Yinchen's Adam's apple accurately, suddenly stopped when it was still about half a meter away from his throat.

Silver Dust's hands, I don't know when, had actually grasped the broad blade at the same time, and the 20 sharp blades on both hands pierced the blade repeatedly at that moment.

In the holy light, a golden flame suddenly rose to the sky, and when the two flames rose, Silver Dust let go and retreated, and he never fell to the ground from beginning to end.

Liu Dequan knew that he had been fooled the moment he felt a burning pain on his right hand. He hurriedly urged Gangfeng to extinguish the flames on the sword, but it was too late. The long sword in his right hand clicked and broke into pieces, leaving only a blade less than half a foot long still in Liu Dequan's hand.

"You!" Liu Dequan was shocked and angry, and of course a trace of jealousy rose in his heart. The silver-haired boy in front of him obviously didn't even have the realm of Peiyuan, but he could easily let him break his weapon as a master of the Dao.

Furious, he didn't dare to attack rashly, and hurriedly threw away the sword in his right hand, and exchanged the sword in his left hand with his right hand, and the horizontal sword defended. He used the Divine Skill of Crazy Luo to the extreme, and a shaped blue golden bell jar-like Gangfeng shield guarded his whole body. There was a rumbling sound like a flood behind him, and in the surprised eyes of Yin Xueli and the others, the flames behind Liu De's body all turned into blue flowing water and swept over, but they were split by his wind and could only flow past him.

"Water?" Liu Dequan said in surprise, he couldn't understand how there could be so much water even though the fire behind him was out of control.

Yinchen withdrew the Holy Light Hundred Cracked Claw, and with a snap of his fingers in the air with his left hand of primary color, Liu Dequan's pupils suddenly tightened. He felt cold, felt the coldness of the lexicon, and he didn't have to look down to know that the stagnant water under his feet had all formed a hard and yellow ice.

Liu Dequan hurriedly bent down and lowered his center of gravity, but he didn't dare to let his feet move at all - a thick piece of ice had already formed under his feet, and he skated unwantedly, he was afraid that as soon as his feet moved, it would be a horse lying on the ground. (To be continued.) )