Chapter Eighty-Five: White-clothed and blue-sword, the sky is icy and cold

Guang Biao looked at Wu Changkong in amazement, since the soul beast was on the verge of extinction, it seemed that there were very few 10,000-year soul rings that appeared. Even if it is a spirit tower, isn't it extremely difficult to create a 10,000-year-old soul?

But why? Why did the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring appear on him? Who is he? Being able to obtain the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring is definitely not something that his own talent can do for a long time, and it is very clear what kind of power is needed behind this. No matter how impulsive his personality is, he is no longer at all sure in the face of a six-ring soul emperor who has two 10,000-year soul rings and has cultivated no less than himself.

Wu Changkong didn't look at him at all, but looked down at the long sword in his hand.

Heavenly Frost Sword, his martial soul. It's been a long time since it's been shown. He has been condensing his martial soul with spiritual power for a long time, and when he saw his old friend again, his eyes were a little stupid, at this moment, he was no longer cold, just like looking at his lover, gentle as water.

"Roar!" Guang Biao roared angrily, at this time he couldn't care much more, in front of many of his subordinates, if he was so cowardly, how could he lead them again? So, no matter what, this battle was inevitable.

The first soul ring lit up, and the scale armor of the whole body instantly burst out with iron-gray light, and the iron-armored dragon body!

Guangbiao's left foot stomped on the ground suddenly, and the person was like a hurricane, going straight to the sky and sweeping away.

At his level, his speed and strength were already extremely terrifying.

On the huge fist, the dragon scales were completely erected, and being hit head-on by such a fist would never be much better than Ling Chi.

Wu Changkong was still looking at his Heavenly Frost Sword, standing in place and not moving. The Cyclone-like Iron Dragon Fist, with a thick and huge body of light, seemed to not be able to affect his emotions at this moment.

"Teacher, be careful!" Tang Wulin shouted in the distance.

At this moment, Wu Chang moved in the air, his right wrist turned, and on the Tianshuang Sword, the six soul rings converged in unison, and the tip of the sword was lightly raised, just on the fist like a mountain.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" A series of crisp sounds sounded.

At the first sound, the Tyrannosaurus-like light rush stopped, and with each crisp sound that followed, a scale was picked up from his fist, and his majestic body would take a step back.

He wanted to resist, he wanted to release stronger soul power, but the moment the frost sword touched his fist, the extremely cold sword qi had already penetrated into his fist, like a sharp needle, piercing his body along the blood, so that he had to go all out to gather soul power to deal with it, where could he release the soul technique!

Seven crisp sounds, seven steps back, but the dancing sky looked like it was just a sword.

A pale blue light rose from his body, and in the short moment of collision just now, the momentum of Wu Changkong had already condensed amazingly.

His dark green eyes suddenly turned purple, and a light purple light bloomed from the pupils, and the Heavenly Frost Sword pierced straight ahead.

This is a simple action that can't be simpler, from beginning to end, Wu Changkong's eyes are only on his Heavenly Frost Sword.

However, when his sword stabbed out, Guang Biao only felt as if something in his body had been ignited, and the extremely cold sword qi that was incomparably sharp erupted at the same time, not only that, but he only felt that his spirit seemed to become sluggish, and his blood seemed to be about to coagulate. And the powerful martial soul that he relied on to become famous couldn't have any protective effect on himself at this moment. It was as if the ironclad dragon had completely abandoned itself.

The purple giant snake soul beside Guang Biao finally moved, and the huge body suddenly expanded, silver scales drilled out of the purple body, and the huge tail was directly drawn into the sky from the side, and the enemy must be saved!

To everyone's shock, Wu Changkong didn't dodge, yes, he didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging, the azure light rose above him, his eyes were still flashing with purple light, and he actually let the blow of the thousand-year-old soul draw on him.

"Huh!" In the soft sound, the moment he was drawn, the blue color on Wu Changkong's body clearly became a little stronger, and at that moment, everyone felt that there seemed to be a flower in front of their eyes, and Wu Changkong itself seemed to have become a sword, exactly the same Heavenly Frost Sword as he was holding in his hand.

The tail of the purple giant serpent's soul was drawn on the blade of the sword.

The purple light swept by, the fracture was smooth and flat, the soul screamed, and the brilliance on his body instantly dimmed. And at this moment, the Heavenly Frost Sword has also arrived in front of Guangbiao.

Guang Biao gritted his teeth, at this time, he couldn't even mobilize the power of the martial soul, the opponent's strong extremely cold sword qi sealed his connection with the martial soul sword, slowing down his thinking, all he could do was to raise his palms and urge all the soul power that could be mobilized to block in front of him.

"Poof!" the blue light froze.

It stopped in front of the tip of the light soaring nose and separated, but the cold cold air seemed to turn into a sword net, sealing his entire person, and one of his palms had been completely pierced, and instantly turned into the same light blue as the Heavenly Frost Sword.

"You, your eyes...... , you're from there......" Guangbiao said dumbfoundedly, his voice visibly shaking uncontrollably, I don't know if it was because it was too cold or because of fear.

Wu Changkong said lightly: "I was kicked out of that place because I had a bad temper. So, don't let me see you again. ”

The blue light converged, and there seemed to be countless blue air currents between heaven and earth condensing towards Wu Changkong's body, and the Heavenly Frost Sword turned into a streamer and disappeared without a trace, and he had already turned around and walked in the direction of Donghai Academy.

Only the countless icy currents, including the part that burrowed into Guangbiao's body, swarmed after him.

White-clothed and blue-sword, the sky is icy and cold, dancing in the sky!