A biting north wind howled.

Jiang Chengcheng was wearing a long red and pink dress, with an inch-long strip of snow-colored cloth scattered under the skirt, her fingers were gently clenched, her face showed a worried look, and her voice was like a clear spring: "Mother, do you say that Uncle Yu can beat that bad guy?" Her eyes and the corners of her mouth twitched upwards at the same time, and a kind of Allure's temperament was undoubtedly revealed.

Jiang Yingrong's face was full of coquettishness, a smile, every word and deed made people's hearts burn, spit out the filthy breath in his chest, and muttered: "The people of the Blood Dragon Family are extremely powerful, and the secret methods are endless. Of course, since Brother Yu dares to take the initiative to face the battle, his means will not be weak. When she said this, she naturally comforted her daughter, in her heart, she was not very optimistic about Ou Yangming, after all, she had blood, and naturally knew how strong the fighting power of burning bloodline could erupt.

He Jian's brows were furrowed, and the carving knife in his hand flew on his fingertips, agile and elegant, but his eyes were extremely cloudy, forming a strange scene that was difficult to describe.

Master Broken didn't blink his eyes, staring at the middle of the field, praying in his heart.

Although he hadn't known Ou Yangming for a long time, Master Duan had already regarded him as a future with an unlimited future. Moreover, because of his arrival, it made Longevity Lane vibrant. He and Xiao Man, like a rope, strung together this group of cultivators from all over the country, this kind of warm feeling was extremely enjoyable in this old man's heart, so of course, he hoped that Ou Yangming could win the final victory.

At this moment, the light in Ou Yangming's eyes flashed, and the lines on the Blazing Fire and Cold Cicada instantly lit up. It's like a staff that burns with a raging fire, majestic.

His wrist snapped with a crisp sound, and with a wave of volley, the sky turned red, countless flames condensed out of thin air, and the entire heaven and earth turned into a sea of fire in an instant, and even the faint gray in the sky was burned to ashes. If it's just like that, the key is that within fifty zhang of him, all the stone cones are rotating around him, and from a distance, it looks like a circular array made of stone cones, constantly rotating and changing, and he is the core of all the stone cones, and there are countless flames condensed out of thin air under his feet.

Ou Yangming was dressed in a formation diagram and stepped on flames, just like a god of war from ancient times.

I saw that Ou Yangming waved the staff in his hand towards Qiang, and the flames condensed in vain, turning into a fierce tiger composed of flames, which was ten zhang in size.

The ruthless color in his eyes flashed, and he roared softly: "Go!" As he spoke, his left hand pushed forward, and the tiger turned from the flames, and the star map turned from the stone cone turned into two streamers, attacking and defending, and with mutual cooperation, they rushed towards Ji Qi.

Jiang Yingrong gasped and said in surprise: "Brother Yu's aura actually has two attributes, one is the breath of the earth, and the other is the scorching fire......? This ......"

Master Duan looked strange and asked, "What are the two attributes?" Even He Jian's ears stood up.

Jiang Yingrong explained softly: "Generally speaking, spellcasters are extremely rare, and even if they appear, they are all single attributes, one of the gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and casters with two attributes like Brother Yu are rare. If you can survive the thunder tribulation and break the spirit to become a Venerable, you will be countless stronger than ordinary Venerables, and you can even use one enemy and two, all of which are range skills, and the lethality is extremely great. She has been reciting Daozang since she was a child, and the things she is exposed to are simply not imaginable to ordinary people, and she naturally knows these problems.

But there was one thing she said wrongly, Ou Yangming was not a dual attribute, but a full attribute.

With the devouring power of the head, he can change all attributes at will, which means that he can cast spells of various attributes.

Hearing this, Master Duan smashed his mouth and didn't speak.

Even the Venerable with the highest ranking in the Jiang family showed a look of interest in his eyes, and said: "Yu Ping, this son is amazing! I thought that after seeing it through, but after a while, he immediately refreshed this impression, the caster is already rare, not to mention the dual attributes." ”

Jiang Yuping's pupils shrank inward suddenly, and he nodded slightly, but did not answer.

Seeing this kind of power displayed by Ou Yangming, Ji Qi was not afraid, but let out a long roar. His eyes were extremely arrogant, and he pressed the volley against the sky, and under this press, it was like white lightning stirring up a fire in the prairie fire, and the three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand spread out at once, and the cold air overflowed, becoming dense and covering the sky and the sun. If you really want to describe it, it is like the sand in the desert, the ice and snow in the snowfield, a breath that can slaughter everything in the world echoes, and these Qingfeng swords emitted a crisp sword sound at the same time, which is extremely unruly.

Jiang Yingrong's face changed slightly, and she said sharply, "The Blood Dragon Clan's sword technique?"

He Jian's face remained unchanged, his eyes were full of ridicule, and he secretly said in his heart, I don't know what to say.

He has been dealing with the sword all his life, and naturally feels the awe-inspiring meaning on this sword.

But even so, there was still a hint of disdain in his eyes.

At this moment, although the aura on his body did not change at all, the look in his eyes became wonderful and moving.

On the martial arts training ground, Ji Qi put his hands together, and his voice was extremely cold: "Join the sword!"

When this voice spread, the Qingfeng Sword, which covered the sky and the sun, the sword light condensed in vain, turned into one, and slashed forward.

Wherever the "boom ......" passed, the aura trembled, and the extremely strong fluctuations spread out in all directions.

"Die!" Ji Qi smiled fiercely, the aura in the dantian flowed along the meridians, blending into the sword light, and once again erupted more intensely, he was sure in his heart that this sword would definitely make this spellcaster seriously injured or even killed.

The fierce tiger composed of flames, the formation made of stone cones, and the sword light of countless Qingfeng swords combined with each other suddenly collided.

The heavens and the earth roared, and the dust scattered in all directions, as if the end of the world was coming.

The sand and gravel on the martial arts training ground flew sideways, one foot and one zhang downward, and the stirring rocks and the violent aura, as long as they were slightly contaminated, the spirit of the high level would definitely die.

The scene was stalemate for a while, and the sound of muffled thunder exploded.

Master Broken looked frightened, his teeth trembled, and his voice was thin and sharp: "This...... Is this really the power that can be caused by the battle between the spirits?" He was horrified to find that with his mid-level cultivation of the spirits, he could only stabilize himself in this powerful momentum, and it was very difficult to escape.

This, where is there still a spirit-level battle!

The combat power of these two powerhouses in front of him was so strong that even if they were not as strong as the Venerable, they were far beyond the peak of ordinary spirits.

Jiang Yingrong's eyes were extremely solemn, and a trace of sweat appeared in the palms of her hands, stained with a faint body fragrance.

Jiang Tingcheng poked his mother's wrist with his finger, the worry on his face was even stronger, and his voice was crisp: "Mother, do you say that Uncle Yu can win?"

This time, Jiang Chengcheng did not hesitate, but said in an affirmative word: "It will definitely be possible." As he spoke, he held Xiao Chengcheng's right hand in the palm of his hand.

"Mother, your palms are sweaty, and your heartbeat is fast. "Jiang Tilting City God mends the sword.

Jiang Tingcheng's eyes were as white as silk, and he didn't speak, and moved his gaze to the battlefield again.

"Broken ......" Ji Qi's eyes were full of blood, and a ghostly and demonic line began to spread downward from the center of his eyebrows, as if there was a thin brush painting in front of him, and in the end, one side of the face was black, and the other side was red, intertwined with each other, printing a broken dragon pattern, the breath was extremely violent, and the aura within a zhang around him was instantly stripped away.

He raised his hand and pointed, and the sword light swelled without limit.

The array made of stone cones lasted only a breath before it was cut off, and countless stone cones fell, making a "bang-bang" sound.

And this fierce tiger composed of flames was also drawn a ten-zhang mark from top to bottom, and with a wail, it completely dissipated.

It took a long time to say all this, but it almost happened between the lightning and flint, from Ji Qi's sword to the flaming tiger being cut in half, it didn't add up to less than five breaths.

But this sword light still did not stop, but the speed was even faster, like a scarlet bloodstain, it wiped away at Ou Yangming's neck, this blow, Ji Qi wanted to cut off his head and lay the victory in one fell swoop.

"Brother Yu, be careful!" Jiang Yingrong and Master Duan exclaimed at the same time.

Ou Yangming's face was also shocked, and he secretly exclaimed, what a fast speed.

As soon as his mind moved, the white light of the space bag flashed, and the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer was already in his hand.

But when Ou Yangming was about to fight back with the blood spear dragon slaughter, the golden sword marks engraved on the back of Ou Yangming's hand lit up in vain, and an extremely strong sword intent burst out from him, this is sharp and domineering, as if as long as he has a sword in his hand, three mountains and ten seas, nine heavens and ten earths, everything can be broken, this is also a kind of madness that can be heard and died at night, under the spread of this sword intent, this sword light cut out by Ji Qi directly collapsed.

It's like encountering an emperor in the sword qi, and he doesn't even have the courage to slash forward.

This golden sword mark was condensed from the sword qi at the top of the sword blade, and no matter how Ou Yangming urged it, there was no response on weekdays.

But I didn't expect that if I didn't make a hit, it would be a blockbuster.

Ou Yangming clenched his grip on the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer, and his face also showed a look of doubt, and he secretly said in his heart, what is going on?

Jiang Caijin and Jiang Yuping glanced at each other, and they both saw the look of doubt in their eyes.

Master Broken moved slightly, looked at Jiang Yingrong, and asked softly, "You have a lot of things, what can you see?" From his point of view, this sword light seemed to appear out of thin air, and it was extremely domineering and crazy.

Jiang Yingrong shook her head: "I don't know ......"

She looked at Ou Yangming, who was wearing a long spear in his hand and was dressed in white, and she felt a deep confusion in her heart.

No one noticed that He Jian's pupils were deeply sunken, his five fingers were pinched together, and his heart was like a river and a sea, and he roared repeatedly, "Return to Sword Peak!" This kind of breath, this is Hui Sword Peak!

The shadow of a long sword was reflected in his eyes, which was somewhat similar to the sword light that erupted on Ou Yangming's body before, a little more redundant, but it was also very powerful.