"Hum. ”

Two hundred fierce sword qi surrounded Jun Xuan, making an astonishing and terrifying sword roar, and even the space was shaken by the sword qi.

Jun Xuan raised the dead dragon, his eyes opened instantly, and the sword qi rushed towards Wu Ming.

"Not good!"

Wu Ming's face changed drastically, and the cold qi on his body surged, forming a dense layer of ice mist, emitting a biting cold wind.

"Frozen!"

Wu Ming shouted, holding a spear in one hand and pressing on the surface of the stone platform with the other, the sword qi that rushed into the ice mist was instantly frozen, turned into fragments and scattered all over the ground, but while freezing the sword qi, the ice mist also gradually decreased.

Wu Ming's brows were tightly locked, his face was solemn, and there was already a lot of pressure in his heart.

"Whoosh. ”

Suddenly, a sword qi broke through the ice mist and appeared not far in front of Wu Ming in the blink of an eye.

Wu Ming was shocked in his heart, and his body subconsciously turned sideways to dodge the sword qi, but before he could react, the sword qi had already changed direction and slashed in front of his cheek.

Blood dripped from his face, Wu Ming's eyes widened, and then he gritted his teeth and swung his cold front battle spear, breaking up the ice mist and rushing straight towards Jun Xuan.

Jun Xuan became more and more excited, the black light of the dead dragon became more gorgeous, without the slightest fear, he held the dead dragon and collided with Wu Ming.

"Bang bang. ”

The two of them were extremely fast, and they could only see a black light and a blue light constantly colliding together in the air, while the sword qi and spear shadow were also fighting together in the air.

Wu Ming took a step back, holding the spear in one hand, and a small whirlpool appeared in the air with the tip of the spear, and the cold qi gathered in the whirlpool, turning the head of the cold spear into an ice pick.

"That's a spirit-level high-grade martial art, extremely cold penetrating!"

Many inner disciples recognized the combat skills used by Wu Ming, their faces were full of fear, once upon a time, I don't know how many inner genius-level disciples were defeated by this move, when faced with this move, the defense line in their hearts collapsed directly, and they couldn't even have the mind to defend, so they could only admit defeat.

Wu Ming clenched the cold front war spear with both hands, his feet were strong, and his whole body catapulted out like a bow and arrow, and wherever the cold front war spear went, the air turned into ice crystals, clinging to the tip of the spear, making it even sharper.

Jun Xuan's face was expressionless, and his sword qi consciously converged towards the dead dragon, frantically absorbing the spirit element in the Shenwu Mark like a bottomless pit.

The surface of the dead dragon instantly ignited into a sky-high black fire, and the flames that spewed were nearly two meters long, releasing an astonishing and terrifying coercion.

"Ling Tian's sword duel, kill the sky!"

The Death Dragon suddenly burst into flames and shot forward, and the hellfire and the icy cold qi collided directly, and the water vapor spread all over the stone platform, enveloping the two of them in it.

The sharp blade of the Death Dragon slashed the condensed ice pick on the Cold Blade Battle Spear, changing its direction, but it did not block Wu Ming's attack, and the tip of the spear pierced straight into Jun Xuan's left shoulder at an extremely biased angle, and blood splattered everywhere.

Jun Xuan's breath was greatly reduced, but the battle intent in his eyes did not decrease in the slightest, he held the tip of the spear with his left hand, pulled it out hard, blood spurted out like a fountain, and his right hand held the dead dragon back, and a sword slashed on the cold front war spear, Wu Ming's hand was suddenly numb, and he almost didn't catch the spear body, and there was a hole in his defense for a while, for Jun Xuan, this is the opportunity.

Jun Xuan's right hand was opened, and the dead dragon spun around with the momentum, being held by his forehand, and the defensive hole in Wu Ming's chest had been completely exposed in front of his eyes.

The dead dragon ignited the black fire again and slashed directly at Wu Ming's chest.

Wu Ming was frightened, stepped on the ice shadow, kept retreating backwards, dodging Jun Xuan's attack, and before he could stand firm, his right hand exerted force again, so that the spear handle was directly drawn on Jun Xuan's back, Jun Xuan's back suddenly opened flesh, and Jun Xuan was hit hard, a crack appeared in his spine, and the whole person instantly lost his strength, wanting to fall to the side.

Jun Xuan bit the tip of his tongue hard, his mind was much clearer, and he used gravity to pounce directly down, grabbed Wu Ming's neck with his left hand, and threw it back hard, Wu Ming suddenly flew up, and the distance between the two was widened.

The ghost shadow step was launched, and since the distance between the two was not too far, Jun Xuan's figure appeared in front of Wu Ming in an instant, and the sword qi roared out, and a shocking flood was released.

"Arctic Storm!"

Wu Ming's pupils dilated, looking at the rapidly approaching dead dragon, pouring all his power into the cold front battle spear, and colliding with the dead dragon.

"Poof. ”

The two of them spurted blood at the same time, and each shot out backwards, smashing directly on the stone platform, and both of them were seriously injured.

Jun Xuan's back was still bleeding, and as the amount of blood passed, his consciousness began to blur, and he could only bite his tongue over and over again, trying to keep himself awake.

Wu Ming's robe was also stained red with blood, but most of it was Jun Xuan's blood, and he didn't have any fatal injuries on his body except for a little heavy consumption.

Jun Xuan stood up shaky, the dead dragon dragged on the ground, his arms were no longer able to use the strength to lift the dead dragon up, all kinds of wounds all over his body, the wounds on his shoulders and back were particularly shocking, and even the bones were faintly visible.

"Do you want to fight again? Now you don't even have the strength to hold a sword, how can you continue to fight with me. Wu Ming said.

"Hmph, it's not the end yet, it's not certain who will kill the deer. ”

Jun Xuan squeezed a few words out of his throat with difficulty, almost exhausting all his strength, and his body shook again.

"This Jun Xuan is really powerful, he can fight with Wu Ming for such a long time, even if he loses, he is enough to be proud. ”

"But no matter how hard he fights, he will definitely not be able to beat Wu Ming, after all, the gap in cultivation is there. ”

Wu Ming walked in front of Jun Xuan, there was no contempt in his eyes, and he was even full of awe, as the top twenty of the inner door, how arrogant he was, he didn't take Jun Xuan in his eyes at all before, and felt that Jun Xuan was an ignorant person who had no strength, but loved to talk big, and now he completely changed his opinion of Jun Xuan.

At this moment, Jun Xuan, who was struggling to maintain his standing posture, raised his head suddenly, a golden light flashed in his clear eyes, and the momentum of the whole person changed instantly, and his strength was also multiplied.

The originally dim dead dragon suddenly emitted a golden light, faintly able to burst into a dragon roar, and a golden dragon-shaped figure gradually appeared around the dead dragon, emitting an incomparably amazing coercion, making the hearts of the people around him "chuckle", and some disciples who were weak in cultivation trembled in fear.

"W-what's going on?"

Jun Xuan's sudden change made everyone extremely shocked, and even a few elders frowned, not knowing what was going on.

"It's so strong, Jun Xuan's strength is constantly rising, how did he do it?"

Although Wu Ming was frightened, he did not panic, raised the cold spear and stabbed it directly into Jun Xuan's chest.

"Ahh

Jun Xuan shouted, his weak right hand actually lifted the dead dragon in front of him, and the golden dragon phantom opened the dragon's mouth and bit the cold front war spear in one bite, so that it could not advance another centimeter.

"What!"

Wu Ming was shocked, and at this moment, Jun Xuan swung out a sword, and the fierce sword qi carried bursts of dragon power directly towards Wu Ming's face.

"Bang. ”

The ice wall condensed in front of Wu Ming only blocked for a moment, and it was directly shattered, the power of the dead dragon was undiminished, and it was getting closer and closer to Wu Ming, although the ice wall did not block the dead dragon, but it bought him a moment of time, his body quickly retreated, and he kept a distance from Jun Xuan in the blink of an eye.

Jun Xuan's pale face was incomparably calm, and he missed the blow, holding the dead dragon and pounced on Wu Ming again.

"Phantoms. ”

"Shocking. ”

"Killing the sky. ”

Jun Xuan used all three of Ling Tian's sword dueling forms in one go, and with the blessing of the dragon soul, the power was fully doubled, which was several percent stronger than when Jun Xuan was in his heyday.

Wu Ming's face was dark, and it was difficult to resist Jun Xuan's attack, before it was basically Wu Ming who suppressed Jun Xuan's fight, but now it is the other way around, Jun Xuan has been suppressing Wu Ming's fight, and Wu Ming can only defend passively.

Wu Ming's body retreated sharply, gradually approaching the edge of the stone platform, basically everyone sweated for Wu Ming, but they didn't really care about Wu Ming, mainly because if Wu Ming lost, the money they bet would be lost.

"The dragon roared and shook the sky. ”

The golden dragon phantom instantly expanded several times, and rushed straight towards Wu Ming, and the huge dragon roar shook the entire stone platform.

Wu Ming was shocked, gritted his teeth fiercely, and injected all the martial arts in his body into the cold front battle spear, and the cold qi was released instantly, and countless ice picks condensed in the air.

"Ice River Breaks the Sky!"

Wu Ming shouted, and countless ice picks stabbed at the Golden Dragon Phantom, making a violent explosion.

"Whew. ”

The body of the golden dragon phantom became larger again, and the ice pick was shattered by the dragon's roar before it touched the golden dragon phantom, and in the broken ice, Jun Xuan held the dead dragon in his hand and passed through the ice, slashing towards Wu Ming without any fancy slash.

"Bang. ”

The cold blade battle spear was directly knocked away and inserted under the stone platform, and the dead dragon was already tightly pressed against Wu Ming's neck, and the skin had been pierced by the sword qi A small hole, bleeding blood, but it was not a big deal.

"You lost. Jun Xuan said firmly.

Feeling the condensed and dead dragon strong sword qi, Wu Ming suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and after a while, he actually laughed.

"Haha, happy, you are very strong, I admit defeat. ”