Chapter 937: I Know More About the Power of Frost Than You
The moonlight in the dark night was bright and cold.
The cold air on Ouyang's body was colder than the cold moonlight.
The long knife was horizontal in front of his chest, and the palm of his left hand gently brushed the surface of the knife, and as the long knife danced gently, it brought up a snow-white cold mist.
Immediately, Ouyang raised his head, stared at Yechen with a cruel gaze, the corners of his mouth flashed with a touch of cold arc, and said fiercely: "Lao Tzu can see it, you are just a martial emperor, you just want to drag Lao Tzu and wait for others to come to the rescue, right." ”
"Whatever you want. Yechen said lightly, "Since you have become a lackey of the alien race, then you are no different from a beast, and I will definitely kill you today." ”
"Hahaha, what a big breath. Ouyang Shangzhi suddenly stepped forward with a knife and said fiercely, "Your cultivation is not as good as Lao Tzu, and you are young, how much actual combat experience can you have? ”
Ouyang Shang held the knife in both hands and slashed towards Yechen, the long knife carried a white cold mist, and before it could get close, the icy temperature was the first to attack.
Yechen was not afraid, the silver spear in his hand stabbed forward, and the power of death on the silver spear turned into a fierce spear, suddenly impacting Ouyang Shangzhi's long knife.
The power of death and the power of frost clashed, and Yechen's silver spear moved away as soon as it came into contact, and there were not many weapons that were the opponent of the knife, and the original way the knife operated was to slash.
The head of the silver spear turned, and it suddenly rushed through the gap between Ouyang Shangzhi, stabbing directly at Ouyang Shangzhi's vital point.
"You actually ......" Ouyang was furious, Yechen once again saw through the flaws in his sword technique, attacking his weak points, so that he had to defend back, and all the offensive dissipated under Yechen's blow.
Yechen said lightly: "When it comes to the power of frost, I know far better than you. In terms of swordsmanship and marksmanship, you are not my opponent, so let's die in peace. ”
"Break it for me!" The long knife took up the edge, and it was provoked from top to bottom, and a silver piece of pi Lian broke away from the blade and slashed towards Yechen's body, once it was slashed, I was afraid that it would be split in half.
Yechen stepped on the silver light, his body twisted at an extremely fast speed, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed out again, stabbing at the back of the long knife, and the power of death all over the long knife was once again defeated.
"Die!" Ouyang roared, turning into a one-handed knife, the palm of his left hand suddenly slapped out, and a white cold mist suddenly hit, enveloping Yechen, and Yechen's surroundings became a completely cold world.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The white mist shrouded Yechen's body, blocking the sight of both of them, and they could only use the fluctuation of power to perceive each other's existence, the power of frost, with the effect of slowing down, Ouyang Shangzhi took advantage of the opportunity of the frost to cover Yechen, and slashed out three knives in a row, and three half-moon-shaped long blades broke away from the blade and shot towards Yechen's body.
"Whew!" After blasting out these powerful moves that consumed very much power, Ouyang Shang gasped for breath. With such a powerful continuous attack, Yechen should have suffered a heavy blow even if he didn't die.
The next moment, Ouyang Shangzhi suddenly raised his head, he felt a fierce aura that could threaten his life suddenly appear in front of him, and then a silver spear pierced the cold mist in front of him, crushing the frost condensed by the cold mist, and then castrated unabated, stabbing Ouyang Shangzhi's throat.
Ouyang Shang was shocked, seeing that Yechen broke through the cold mist with the silver spear in his hand, there was not the slightest injury on his body, and the sharp edge of the blow contained in the silver spear made his scalp explode, and he felt a huge life and death crisis.
"Break it for me!" The powerful power of frost emerged again, and the long knife slashed out three times in a row in an instant, this time not an attack, but a condensed frost giant shield in front of him.
"You're too afraid of death, so your attacks are too conservative, and on the battlefield, the more people who are afraid of death, the faster they will die. Yechen's voice came leisurely from behind the ice and snow, and with the shaking of Yechen's silver spear, Ouyang suddenly saw countless small dots suddenly appear on the frost giant shield.
The next moment, the Frost Shield shattered, and Yechen continued to move forward with the silver spear in hand.
Ouyang Shangzhi retreated with the help of the Frost Giant Shield, and stood not far away and said fiercely: "You are just a Martial Emperor, you are too arrogant. ”
Yechen smiled slightly: "There are many people who have said such things to me, but without exception, all of them are dead. You're the next dead man!"
Yechen stepped on the silver light and continued to approach.
This time, Ouyang Shangzhi no longer dared to exert his power as wantonly as before, and the power of frost was condensed in the long knife hand, and he wanted to use the sword technique to suppress Yechen.
"I really admire your courage to not run away. Yechen smiled faintly.
"It's you who died. Ouyang Shangzhi gritted his teeth and roared, the long knife in his hand buzzed, holding the knife in one hand, the seemingly clumsy long knife was waving fast in his hand, and this hand knife technique contained countless subtle changes, which made people dazzled.
After all, he is a character who has lived for more than two hundred years, and this exquisite knife technique is the biggest capital that Ouyang Shangzhi is proud of. As the sword technique continued to slash towards Yechen, Ouyang Shangzhi's inner confidence was also increasing little by little.
"Poor knife technique. Yechen commented lightly, and the silver spear in his hand suddenly shook off the eight spear flowers, and collided with the long knife, making a violent "ding dong dong" sound.
"Boy, even you dare to insult Lao Tzu. Ouyang Shangzhi smiled fiercely, he couldn't wait to dismantle Yechen now, in his opinion, Yechen was deliberately belittling his sword skills and insulting his sword skills.
Yechen said lightly: "Count it up, this is the first time in my life that I have used my own strength to fight against the fourth-order my Martial Sect, and now, I almost know my strength." So, it's time for you to die. ”
"Hubris. Ouyang Shangzhi's sword technique became more and more powerful, and the sword light under the moonlight was like silver lightning slashing through the void, as if it was about to split the night, and the cold light reflected on the knife body was even colder......
The long knife passed by, leaving behind a cold residual force.
In Yechen's hand, the silver spear faintly trembled, as if to convey dissatisfaction with Yechen and tell of bloodthirsty longing.
At this moment, Yechen's right hand trembled, and the spear flowers bloomed in the void, looking beautiful and amazing.
"How so. "Ouyang has fought all his life, even the most powerful spear master he has ever met, he has never shown such exquisite marksmanship, and the blooming spear flowers make him seem to see another more noble realm.
However, before he had time to sigh, Ouyang's hairs exploded all over his body, even if the spear had not yet been pierced, the sharp edge produced by piercing the air made his whole body feel a faint pain.
It's not real pain, it's that the feeling of danger is too strong, and the feeling of death is so near.
(End of chapter)