Chapter 4 Early Morning Martial Arts

In the early morning, the moon crown retracts its lazy halo, and the sun rises from the west of the sea of aura.

The first rays of sunlight shine on the surface of the sea, and the deep blue water is reflected like a fire at this moment.

The sun shone on every inch of the Reiki Continent, naturally including the Ice God Realm.

The Ice God City was shrouded in a ray of light under the illumination of the sun, the walls made of ice and snow were crystal clear, the four huge chains glowed with cold light, and the air condensed into star-shaped ice cubes around it.

The towering Ice God Palace was cold, looking like a creeping ancient beast from a distance, and the light of the wall flowed like crystal.

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In the northeast of the city, there is a huge martial arts arena with a radius of thousands of zhang, and this is the place where Dongchengwei is stationed and performs.

At this time, the roar on the martial arts arena shook the sky, and the soldiers wearing ice-colored heavy armor stood with guns, and lined up in a huge phalanx of fifty horizontal and vertical numbers.

Directly in front of it, there was a small phalanx, and the people in the formation roared with the sound of the soldiers, exuding bursts of palpitating aura fluctuations, and they were all powerhouses of the Yuanying Realm.

And the aura fluctuations in the center of the small square were faintly showing signs of entering the condensation realm.

It was a young man, dressed in cyan armor, covering a slender body, his eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples like a sword, his eyes were like copper bells, his long silver hair was tied up at will, and he stood indifferently in the center of the phalanx.

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The corner of the martial arts arena is a small martial arts arena with a radius of 100 zhang.

At this time, two figures were standing in the center of the field.

A man was strong and tall, with a dark green suit that highlighted the muscular muscles, and a black cloak that danced without the wind.

A short inky hair against a resolute face, an angular nose and the corners of the lips, unusually capable. Only those eyes that are as deep as the sea contain gentle colors, as if they can contain everything in the world.

On the opposite side, it is a young man with a long figure, who looks slightly thin, and a white robe shows that his figure is more proportionate and slender.

The long black hair dances in the wind, and there is always a faint smile on the slightly green face. The facial features of the sword eyebrows are heroic, and the eyes are full of laziness, but they are extremely comfortable.

"Xiaohan, are you ready?"

Luo Han nodded slightly, "Big brother, come on!"

Luo Bing's eyes froze, a breath of cold air came out of his mouth, and his left hand conjured up an ice-colored long sword out of thin air, raised it high and slashed down, the sword qi stirred up a wind, slashed across the ground, and galloped towards Luo Han.

Luo Han's eyes flickered, and in his eyes, the lazy look disappeared, and the agility took its place.

Then he shouted, "Hancha!"

I saw that his hands were shaking in front of him, and a huge ice wheel was slowly turning in front of him.

The sword qi slammed into the ice wheel, leaving a faint trace, but it did not have the slightest effect.

"It's my turn!"

Luo Han smiled softly, and the huge ice wheel flew out of the air, causing ripples in the air, spinning and flying towards Luo Bing.

But seeing that he was not in a hurry, his right hand was indifferently sealed, and he slapped it on the long sword, and then there was a chirp, which was the low song of the heron snowbird.

"Luxue Sword Roar!"

Luo Bing's long sword pointed flat, and galloped out against the ice wheel, the tip of the sword undulated, and the person crossed the low sky like a heron and a snowbird.

Without hearing the sound of violent impact, the ice wheel broke into two under the sword, moving away in both directions, and then turned into a little light and gradually dissipated.

Luo Bing was still castrated, and the tip of his sword reached his chest.

Luo Han's complexion changed slightly, his hands changed rapidly, and a complex seal formed on his chest, and a delicate ice and snow cage took shape at his fingertips.

At this time, the long sword just stabbed into the cage, but Luo Bing's body was no longer able to advance, and the tip of the sword was trapped in the cage and screamed until it was silent.

"Wide!"

Luo Han thought silently in his heart, and the cage in his hand suddenly skyrocketed, enveloping Luo Bing in it.

Then he pulled out and flew back, his right hand raised high, and his five fingers kept bending and stretching.

"The stars are falling!"

A small patch of the sky on this side suddenly darkened, as if an ancient star flashed, and one of them roared down, carrying a burst of frost and smashing into the cage.

"Break it for me!"

Luo Bing let out a loud shout, changed his sword in both hands, and quickly slashed out three swords, reflecting snowflake-like traces in the air, and the sword aura on it was swirling, and the cage shattered in response.

The moment the cage shattered, the stars slammed down, leaving a huge pit in the ground, full of cracks and frost marks, but Luo Bing had disappeared in place.

"Be careful!"

But when he heard a cheer above his head, he saw Luo Bing flying down like a thorny bird, the long sword was like a thorny bird's peck, and his strength was like the wings of a heron and a snowbird, enveloping Luo Han and blocking all retreats.

"Cold Shield!"

Luo Han was not shocked, a round ancient ice shield appeared above his head, and then he held the shield in one hand, and the other seal method mutated.

"Cold Gun!"

An ice-blue spear conjured at his side out of thin air, stabbing upwards. The spear stabbed into the wings of the energy, and both turned into bits of light and passed away.

As the shroud disappeared, the boy retreated sharply, and the thorny bird's peck just happened to be stabbed on the ice shield. The ice shield shattered, and the sword revealed its true form, slashing across the green face with a faint smile.

Luo Bing put away his sword and fell backwards, his eyes were even more gentle, and he turned around to look at the deep pit left by the stars under his feet.

Turning his head, he smiled and said, "With the power of Lu Xue's sword to beat you by half a move, you can fight with me like this with the power of Xiao Cheng's cold alone, the previous penance is really not in vain, it seems that it is only a matter of time before I surpass me, maybe, in the future, I will become a powerhouse in the God Refining Realm like my father." ”

"Big brother Miao praised, I'm just feeling the spirit realm, and I'm still far from the realm of refining gods! I want to use Dacheng's cold power, but I can't help but cultivate enough! When I enter the Jiedan realm, I want you to look good!"

Luo Han was obviously quite unconvinced.

"Okay, good, I'll wait! But with your cultivation and fighting with my Yuan Infant Realm, you won't fall behind at all! The ancient stars are not the spiritual skills that can be performed by the Spirit Realm. ”

Luo Bing still approving.

"Well, this spiritual technique was evolved from the ancient starfall, and I call it the starfall. When you enter the realm of the Jie Dan and cast the true ancient star fall, the power will definitely be even more amazing!"

Luo Han pursed his lips, revealing a hint of pride.

"Haha! My Luo Bing's younger brother is really extraordinary, and he has such strength in the cultivation of the Sense Spirit Realm! However, it has only been a year since you entered the Spirit Sense Realm!"

Luo Bing laughed, unable to hide his pride between his words.

"The Feeling Spirit Realm is at its peak, and I feel that the Jie Dan Realm is not far away. ”

Luo Han replied leisurely, his eyes returning to laziness.

"Forehead ......"

Luo Bing looked shocked.

"I have cultivated since I was eight years old, I have been in the Spirit Realm since I was ten years old, and I have entered the Jie Dan Realm at the age of fourteen, which is already considered a good talent. But this kid has been mediocre in talent since he was a child, he doesn't know anything about cultivation, and four years ago, all the meridians were abolished! But he doesn't want to practice hard for three years, and after entering the Feeling Spirit Realm with the method of external strength, his talent has become so demonic, and it has only been a short year, and he is actually about to enter the Jiedan Realm, is this external cultivation really so magical?"

Then there was another sigh, "Alas, how can I be embarrassed to be a big brother! But my father must be happy!"

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At the south gate of the city, in a deep alley, the sun will shine in, and on both sides of the street, the buildings are neatly seated, just like the same, but the deeper the alley, the more heavy the color of the building becomes.

The front of each building was crowded with people of all shapes, some shirtless, some in armor, some in robes, and some ......

But what is the same is that everyone exudes a not weak aura fluctuation, and the sense spirit realm abounds, and there are also many in the Yudan realm, and there are even strong people in the Yuanying realm.

"Captain, can we go deeper this time?" asked a wooden man, in a humble voice.

A tall man with a spear on his back looked at everyone and responded, "Well, now that our strength has increased, we will advance the hunt range by another hundred miles this time." ”

"Oh...... Oh...... Great!"

"I hope to get more out of it this time!" ......

Bursts of cheers rose one after another in the ten-person squad.

"Alright, everybody, be careful, let's go!"

The captain shouted and took the lead in stepping out, followed by nine mermaids behind him.

This ten-person team, carrying the morning sun out of the city gate, walked towards the secluded forest, carrying all kinds of blades, under the reflection of the sun, holding up a long shadow.

At the same time, dozens of teams went to the secluded forest one after another, ranging from four or five people to twenty or thirty.

In the deepest part of the alley, in front of one of the darkest buildings, a team of only seven people stood quietly, unmoved, unaffected by the momentum of the other teams' departure.

Although this team just stood here quietly, no one dared to underestimate it in the slightest, and when they looked closely, they were all cultivators in the Yudan Realm, and the leader of them had faint signs of entering the Yuanying Realm.

"Vice-team, why hasn't the captain come yet, when can we leave?"

The quiet atmosphere was broken by a young voice, a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Shut up!

The man known as the deputy frowned slightly, turned around and scolded.

The young man pursed his lips helplessly, and then quieted down, but his jumping eyes were still looking around, very active.

"Team Yue is already an hour later than usual, why hasn't he come yet?"

The deputy team's brows tightened deeper, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

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In the southeast corner of the city, the light is at its brightest at this time, and the sound of cold iron clashing echoes in this corner.

A tall building is particularly conspicuous, looking from a distance, like a huge iron ruler obliquely inserted into the ground, the building is as dark blue as ink, exuding bursts of coercion, making people can't help but be in a trance.

In the square in front of the gate of the building, a shirtless and sturdy man was staring at the long knife in his left hand that fell on the cyan table, the blade was in the shape of a moon, the color was dark, and it did not change between snow white and ice blue.

The blade of the knife is like a mirror, reflecting the resolute face of this person, thick eyebrows like ink, eyes are blazing, angular nose and lips, and short ice blue hair is like a steel needle.

I saw his right hand raised high, holding it in mid-air, the muscles of his right arm were raised, the blood vessels were expanding, and there was a trace of spiritual energy surging along the blood veins to the palm of his hand, and finally in the flickering light, it condensed into a thick and huge ice hammer.

Suddenly, the man's muscles bulged, and the sound of ice crystals shattering seemed to sound between the bones, and he picked up the giant hammer in his right hand and smashed it down at the long knife, one hammer, two hammers, three hammers, the hammer seemed to be slow but the speed was amazing, as if it was a flick of his fingers after a long time.

After the three hammers, the giant hammer dissipated, turned into a little light and returned to the man's right arm, and then waved his big hand into the pool beside him, and the pool water drew a graceful arc in the air like a match, pouring it on the long knife.

For a moment, the mist rose, and a cold light flickered, expanding from point to point, until all the mist was dispelled, and then it retracted the blade.

The long knife looks simple and heavy, the brilliance is restrained, and the color is deep.