The Ice True Yuan floated out with the bell, the temperature in the air dropped sharply, and the wisps of frost on the ground spread out quickly.

Many martial artists felt that the cold air penetrated through their bones, and there seemed to be signs of infiltrating their hearts, and they were startled, and they all ran their true yuan to resist.

The bell sounded slowly, and the cold air hit wave after wave, and the inner disciple of Haotian Sect, who had cultivated to a lower level, was as pale as ice and snow, and his eyes retreated in horror, not daring to get too close to the battle bell.

"What a terrifying ice artistic conception, they are from the Cathode Sect!"

The hand that came casually showed made everyone guess their identities, and their eyes were full of surprise.

The strength of the Cathode Sect is strong, there are two Martial Emperors in the gate, and they belong to the top existence in the Jiupin Sect, and their comprehensive strength is much stronger than that of Haotian Sect and Full Moon Tower.

"The bell has ringed, Xiao Chen, you can't go!"

Xiao Chen stopped, and said with a slightly solemn face: "Wan Feng!"

The person who came was none other than Yin Ji Sect Wanfeng, but it was not him who made Xiao Chen's face solemn, but the young man beside him.

The young man was dressed plainly, with a hint of a smile on his face, but his face looked like a piece of ice that had not melted for thousands of years, making this smile not feel the slightest sunshine, but even more weird.

His cultivation is even more unpredictable for Xiao Chen, and faintly seems to be much higher than Hu Haidu.

"Bai Wuxue, the chief true disciple of the Cathode Sect and one of the giants, he actually came. ”

Someone finally recognized the young warrior, and his eyes were full of surprise, this was a figure as famous as their senior sister.

Even the blue-clothed deacon, who had been calm, was moved and said, "Bai Wuxue, you also have to ring the bell." ”

The corners of Bai Wuxue's mouth rose slightly, and she said lightly: "No, I don't think I can beat Shui Lingling, just come and see what the characters who make my little junior brother so excited." ”

"I remember, the person who rang the bell is called Wan Feng, and like Bai Wuxue, he is the closed apprentice of the old man of the cathode, and Xiao Chen even provoked him. ”

"I'm afraid it's not easy to do now, our Haotian Sect's prestige is destined to lose a point. ”

"That Wanfeng's cultivation already has the realm of the peak of the early stage of the top-grade Martial Emperor, and under the old man of the cathode who worshipped him, except for the true disciples of our Haotian Sect, no one should be able to defeat him. ”

The people below whispered, looking at Xiao Chen, and couldn't help but feel a little worried about him.

In the previous battle against Qiu Yi, everyone was not so worried, after all, Xiao Chen's strength was there, and the victory or defeat was at least five or five.

But the person who is fighting now is Wan Feng, the closed apprentice of the old man of the cathode, and they all feel that Xiao Chen's chances of winning will not be too great.

Yue Chenxi and Ram Yu, the two of them also showed a little worry on their faces, when they were in the Firmament Realm, they personally felt the power of Wan Feng.

Shout!

Wan Feng jumped lightly, landed on the ring, looked at Xiao Chen and grinned, and said in a cold voice: "Xiao Chen, I want to thank you, without the pressure you give, I would never have made such rapid progress in such a short period of time." ”

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Don't thank me, I will help you again today." ”

The verbal confrontation quickly escalated to a confrontation in momentum, Wan Feng's face was gloomy, and he wanted to suppress Xiao Chen in momentum.

The cold wind behind him was howling, and the momentum was like an ice and snow storm, sweeping towards Xiao Chen, and it seemed that snowflakes could be seen falling in the air.

The air in the ring dropped hundreds of degrees for no reason, and a layer of hard ice formed on the ground, spreading upward from Xiao Chen's feet.

Xiao Chen's right foot was raised slightly, and then he kicked down violently, clicking, and the hard layer of ice on the ring shattered suddenly.

Turning into ice chips in the sky, flying in the air, under the direct sunlight, flickering pieces of ice light, looking shining, like bright pearls.

Xiao Chen activated the bloodline of the ancient emperor in his body, and a vast, long, long, and ancient momentum burst out and rolled away into a violent wind.

That wind seemed to have traveled through time, blowing from the ancient times, and the ice chips flying in the air were poured by the wind.

It kept spinning, the piercing air snorted, and this beautiful thing completely turned into a murderous weapon, falling towards Wanfeng like raindrops.

Wan Feng was surprised in his heart, and he was a little surprised that in the competition of momentum, Xiao Chen was able to surpass him like this.

Seeing the raindrops of ice coming, Wan Feng took a step back, and then stretched out his hand and slammed out a palm.

Bang bang bang!

There was a shattering sound in the sky, and all the ice chips, under the power of this palm, were all shaken into powder, and Xiao Chen's imperial momentum was completely canceled.

The energy in his body had burned half of Qiu Yi before, and Xiao Chen had no idea of continuing to use the Burning Sky Fist.

Stepping on the phantom of the green dragon, between jumping on the ground, Xiao Chen passed through the silk of ice chips and powder in the sky, and directly hit Wan Feng with a domineering dragon fist.

Wan Feng sneered in his heart, not in a hurry, his body was slightly on one side, his palm was a knife, turned into a sharp blade, and directly cut down the roaring green dragon.

The green dragon phantom composed of the true yuan showed a smooth gap, and it immediately collapsed.

With one move, Wan Feng attacked strongly, ran the Cold Ice True Yuan, and waved three palms in a row, pushing Xiao Chen's fight back step by step, and regaining the opportunity.

"Xiao Chen, it seems that your physical body is nothing more than that. Draw your sword, I'm extraordinary today, and it's not what you can imagine. Wan Feng repelled Xiao Chen and said proudly.

Qinglong sank slightly, and landed steadily with Xiao Chen, half of his strength was burned, and his power was reduced, and he didn't want to show too much in front of Bai Wuxue, so he kept a lot of it.

With a slight flip of his left hand, he summoned the Moon Shadow Knife, and Xiao Chen smiled faintly: "You are not the only one in this world who is improving, then let me see how extraordinary you are." ”

Wan Feng looked at Xiao Chen, who had taken out the Moon Shadow Knife, and said with a cruel smile: "Don't let me down, white-robed swordsman. ”

Flower Cage!

The five fingers were spread out, Wan Feng patted Xiao Chen gently, and on the ring under Xiao Chen's feet, a flower shadow embedded in the ground appeared.

Sensing that there was a strange energy flowing in the ground, Xiao Chen's complexion changed slightly, and he got up and leaped out.

Wan Feng smiled lightly, pulled his right hand back, and the shadow of the ice flower on the ground suddenly drilled out, forming a huge ice flower.

The layers of cold ice petals, with a diameter of 100 meters, were like a giant mouth, biting towards Xiao Chen in the air.

It seems that this Wan Feng, in the Yin Ji Sect, has learned a new martial art, and the last time he fought against it, he had never seen such a strange martial art.

The flowers rose into the air, and there was a rhizome connected to the ground, and from a distance, it looked like a real flower dancing in the wind.

The cold air around slowly gathered over, the stem grew longer and longer, and the flowers kept biting after Xiao Chen.

No matter how Xiao Chen dodged, he couldn't get rid of it directly, Wan Feng smiled slightly, his toes moved, and he turned into a white shadow and killed Xiao Chen.

Bang bang bang!

On a pair of fleshy palms, transparent as ice, flashing with a faint cold light, Wan Feng waved his palms three times in a row, wanting to block Xiao Chen's forward route.

Every palm wind was in the void, forming a cold ice storm, and between the roar of the storm, it seemed to be able to shatter the mountain peaks.

"Such a powerful Cold Ice True Yuan, worthy of being the apprentice of the old man of the cathode. ”

The surrounding Haotian Sect disciples, seeing these three palms swung by Wan Feng, secretly smacked their tongues, able to condense the Cold Ice True Yuan to such a point.

Even the top disciples of the inner sect of the Cathode Sect may be difficult to do, and only a few apprentices who studied under the old man of the cathode can do it.

The ice storm that others can't avoid, but Xiao Chen doesn't have too many feelings, he is a swordsman, and with the blessing of the sword intent, he has never been afraid of this kind of hard-to-hard competition.

In the past, when the sword intent was perfect, he would not be afraid of such a true element storm, but now the sword intent is even more important.

Shout!

The thunder flashed, and Xiao Chen only used sixty percent of his sword intent to slash three times in a row, and three wisps of purple sword qi. Like a blade that cut through the sky, it directly split the three True Yuan Storms in half.

The storm shattered, turned into countless snowstorms, and drifted away.

Wan Feng's face was slightly stunned, and Xiao Chen's sword intent was a little unexpected, and his progress was so fast, it was completely different from that of the Firmament Realm.

However, this was also expected by him, seeing Xiao Chen break through the three storms, his figure flashed backwards, and his five fingers were opened, so he took a direct shot.

Chill Palm!

The cold ice aura that was free from the air condensed into a huge palm, which formed out of thin air and pressed directly towards Xiao Chen.

In the palm of the hand, there is a special icy artistic conception of the Yin Ji Sect, the surrounding yin and yang are out of balance, and the power of the yang attribute is constantly squeezed out.

Clusters of yang fire, like arrows, flew towards the surroundings, and the yang fire fell to the ground, exploding deep pits.

Some unlucky disciples of Haotian Sect were hit by the yang fire and directly exploded and spit out a mouthful of blood, which made the others feel terrified.

Xiao Chen's face was slightly condensed, this palm was Wan Feng's mastery, it seemed that the other party was determined to force him into the cold ice flowers that were chasing after him.

But with this palm, there is still a little bit of difference, the four seasons knife technique, endless!

Xiao Chen's body evolved into spring, summer, autumn and winter, all kinds of visions, spring flowing water, summer sun, bleak autumn wind, and ruthless winter snow.

One by one, the four seasons are reincarnated, and the picture is endless.

Bang!

The sword light collided with the cold palm in the air, and a rolling wave of thunderous qi erupted, radiating in all directions.

Under the hedge of the power of endless reincarnation, the cold yin palm that Wan Feng had high hopes for turned into bits of ice and scattered in all directions.

Looking at Xiao Chen, feeling relaxed and easy, Wan Feng was annoyed in his heart, and he couldn't figure out why his cultivation had risen so much, and the secret skills he had learned, in the end, it was not that he couldn't take Xiao Chen.

And the gap seems to be even bigger than when he was in the Firmament Realm, Xiao Chen used to have a twelve-point spirit against him, but now he didn't care in the slightest, and his attitude seemed relaxed.

In mid-air, the two fought fiercely, and the result was somewhat unexpected.

The menacing Wan Feng, all the means, all kinds of powerful martial arts, kept using them, but he still couldn't help Xiao Chen.

The white-robed swordsman in the air, stepping on a green dragon phantom, between the ups and downs, broke Wan Feng's various killing moves one by one, and it seemed that he still had the strength to spare.