The huge ice-colored spear carries an extremely cold air, turning the air into frost, and the feeling of extreme ice freezes people's bones. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Immediately, the ice spear brought a terrifying cold air, and suddenly appeared in front of Ye Ziyun, everywhere he went, the space was filled with a trace of fluctuations, and the violent sound that came from the roar, like a divine arrow piercing the sun and the moon, wiped out the world.

Feng Lin's sudden attack, a fierce attack like thunder, was as fast as lightning, and under the gaze of several shocking eyes from behind, it shot away abruptly.

This sudden attack made Ye Ziyun's heart startled, his pupils shrank, and he was also surprised by the latter's strength displayed like this, but he was not that kind of ordinary person, while the ice spear was rapidly expanding in his pupils, the ancient qi in his body was urged to the extreme, and there was no hesitation at the moment.

Pale white ancient qi gushed out from the body, and finally formed a white gauze on the surface of the body.

At the same time as the yarn was formed, Ye Ziyun's eyes were full of light, the ancient qi in his body was surging again, his arm also did not stagnate at all, and in the palm of his hand, he condensed violently, and the white ancient qi condensed rapidly, and in the next moment, a wind scroll the size of a skull was formed.

"Wind and clouds, wind and clouds. ”

In the palm of his hand, the wind swept up a whistling wind, and under this strong wind, the air whined and vibrate, and even the corners of the clothes of the people behind were violently stirring.

His eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the majestic breath coming from the wind, Feng Lin suddenly raised his hands to the sky, the corners of his lips arced, and he blurted out a murmuring voice.

"The first style of the God of War Spear, Dutian. ”

After the perception and careful refinement during his cultivation last night, Feng Lin finally found the essence of the spear in that sea of qi, and now it is the preliminary move that he has unleashed.

"Dutian!"

Rumble!

When Feng Lin smiled lightly, he gathered momentum with the sky, like a majestic god of war in the world, and crashed into each other under the gaze of everyone holding their breath.

At the moment of collision, Feng Lin's face was still as calm as water, and he slowly exhaled a breath, and the ancient qi in his body surged out again, carrying an indomitable sharp qi on the ice spear.

At this moment, the momentum of the ice-colored spear rose sharply!

Facing the huge spear with great momentum, Ye Ziyun's pupils froze violently, and the ancient qi in his body was immediately released, because he felt the dangerous aura that he had never felt before, even on the senior brother of the inner courtyard that his two brothers challenged that day, it had not been so strong!

He never imagined that a mid-stage Ancient Realm student would be able to launch such a fierce attack.

However, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to make him retreat with such an offensive.

Under the release of Ye Ziyun's ancient qi, the skull-sized wind scroll gradually solidified a little, and suddenly the wind was fierce, and the clothes in front of Ye Ziyun were swaying violently.

Bang!

The moment they touched, with the two of them as the center, a small storm-like air wave swept away, and the huge recoil force exploded like an earth-shattering explosion in the canyon.

The contact between the two forces, in an instant, saw the stone ground under the feet of the two people, and with a bang, it was directly shattered into pieces, and the cracks spread like spider webs.

"Bang!"

Powder and air waves rose from the rocky ground, and under the impact of the two forces, in an instant, a bombardment wave-like clicking sound resounded from the place of battle, and then, a figure shot out from the air wave, embarrassed, a mouthful of blood was immediately sprayed in the air, and after the body fell heavily, it was still against the ground for more than ten meters before it slowly stopped.

Several eyes from behind hurriedly shot along the figure that flew upside down, and when they saw the figure that fell to the ground in embarrassment, they were completely shocked.

In the place of battle, in a huge area, spider web-like cracks spread, full of devastation, and at the end of that, Ye Ziyun's clothes were almost shattered by the aftermath of the bombardment, and green bruises could be seen everywhere on his body, as well as blood stains on his skin, such an appearance was extremely embarrassing.

After he cast the Seven Grades Ancient Trick and the Wind and Cloud Trick, he was still forcibly repelled by the latter's clever blow!

This kind of method, even Wang Ping, who is in the same realm as him, is extremely difficult to do. It's hard to imagine that it would be a young man who had just stepped into the middle of the ancient realm to defeat him with such an extremely terrifying means!

After Wang Ping was shocked, he finally came back to his senses a little, and immediately rushed over, seeing Ye Ziyun, who was struggling to get up, seeing the bruised blood that could be seen everywhere on the latter's body, the anger in his heart gradually dispelled a little, and suddenly felt a chill on his body suddenly gush out, judging from the strength shown by the latter, it was no longer weaker than the number one in their Tianzi Academy, Mu Feng.

After the qi wave dust dissipated, a young man in a white shirt slowly walked out, his body was neat and abnormal, and he was not contaminated with the slightest dust due to the previous qi wave, compared with the embarrassed Ye Ziyun, it really formed a huge contrast.

Under the many shocking gazes from behind, at the battle, Feng Lin's expression was still calm, and he just patted his sleeve lightly.

At the same time, he also raised his head, looked at Wang Ping with an indifferent face, and said lightly: "If you don't retreat, then don't blame me for making a move on you." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw his fingers gently condensed upward, and the cold air surrounded his fingertips, and a cold current that exuded extreme coldness was overflowing from his fingertips, faintly, as if it could turn the air into frost.

Not far away, Wang Ping felt the cold current entwined at Fenglin's fingertips, and a chill suddenly surged in his heart, now that Ye Ziyun is defeated, even if he wants to make a move, he may not be the opponent of the latter, his face at this moment is also a lot ugly, and he immediately regrets it, if the two of them shoot together, plus the power of Fengyunjue's double click, this time the latter will definitely lose in the hands of the two of them.

Immediately, Wang Ping glanced at Fenglin deeply, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that this time, my brothers still looked down on you." ”

He didn't take the latter seriously before, but now he finally understood why the latter had such courage and confidence and dared to oppose Mu Feng.

This person is indeed not as simple as it seems.

Looking at Feng Lin's slightly cold gaze, Wang Ping also knew in his heart that if he showed weakness at this moment, the latter would definitely not let them go easily, and his expression immediately became ruthless.

He Wang Ping and the others have prepared many means for this ancestor worship conference, and he is a Fenglin, even if he has lost Ye Ziyun in terms of strength, do they think they have no backhand?

"Do you think that if you defeat Ye Ziyun, you will win?" Wang Ping stared at Feng Lin with gloomy eyes, and said Sen Ran.

Feng Lin's face also froze, at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of unease, and just as he was about to step forward and snatch the two of them from the ancestral card by thunder means, that Wang Ping's figure suddenly flashed, and the ancestral card in his hand flashed out.

"My two brothers can't win today, you Fenglin, don't think about it!"

After speaking, with a wave of his palm, the bright light on the ancestral card surged, and countless ancestral qi swept through the canyon indifferently at this moment, like a wild horse on the loose.

"Scatter the ancestral qi, sacrifice the corpse emperor!"

After Wang Ping's fierce voice came out, the river in the canyon suddenly swelled, like a stormy wave, surging up.

In the sky above the surface of the river, there were suddenly countless extremely rich ancestral qi, as if they were being pulled, converging, and in the midst of it, strange and terrifying fluctuations were scattered and surging, extremely hideous.

Feng Lin's gaze also followed the gaze, even if it was a fierce condensation!

Is that... The breath of the Corpse Emperor?

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... To be continued.