Chapter 1343: Self-Humiliation
The Snow God Palace's body technique is light, and it can be said that it ranks first among the four super hidden world sects.
With this Xue Qiong's skill, if he unleashed the Xue Shen Palace's body technique and fought with Meng Hao, Meng Hao might not be able to defeat him in thirty or fifty moves.
But under Xue Qiong's fury, as soon as she got started, she used all her strength, intent on slapping Meng Hao to death in the palm of her hand.
Meng Hao knew that she had profound skills, and he was afraid of injuring Ding Huang by mistake, so he pushed Ding Huang back first, and he stepped forward to meet him, and slapped it against Xue Qiong's palm.
Xue Rong knew that Meng Hao had broken her Thousand Frozen Wall Array with one palm before, and it was indeed Meng Hao's real ability and real kung fu, and she Xue Rong didn't release the slightest water at all.
If Meng Hao had done his best at that time, then Xue Qiong would still be able to compete with Meng Hao, at most, it would be slightly inferior.
But if Meng Hao didn't exert all his strength at that time, then Xue Qiong would definitely lose with this hard fight.
Because of the snow melting, I couldn't help but feel nervous and sweaty palms.
But how could those young female disciples of the Snow God Palace know this?
In their eyes, the few elders in power were all invincible existences, so when they saw Xue Qiong's fierce attack on Meng Hao, several young female disciples immediately cheered in unison.
"This is Uncle Xue Qiong's most powerful trick, the Ice Storm Divine Palm, I have heard of it for a long time, and today I finally saw Uncle Xue Qiong show it!"
"The power of this palm is amazing, the legend is that it is an iceberg, and it can also be cracked by this palm, this cheap man can die under this palm, and he really died unjustly!"
"Senior Uncle Xueqiong is mighty!"
"Uncle Xueqiong is amazing!"
"When will we be able to learn Uncle Xueqiong's one-and-a-half-trick formula...... Oh my God, Uncle Xueqiong, what's going on! ”
……
In the admiration and cheers of several young disciples, Meng Hao's thin figure collided with Xue Qiong's graceful figure.
"Smack" with two palms intersecting.
Xue Qiong is just a great grandmaster in the early stage, although her real combat power is far from being comparable to the early stage of the great grandmaster in the external martial arts world, but Meng Hao himself is also a strong person who can fight beyond the level.
Now, although he is only at the peak of the Great Grandmaster, he is already able to fight hard with the half-step Immortal Realm master.
No matter how strong Xue Qiong's combat power is, how can she take advantage of Meng Hao's hands?
Even though Meng Hao still didn't exert all his strength, the moment his palms intersected, Xue Qiong still felt a huge force slamming in.
Her whole body involuntarily flew backwards, and at the same time, her chest was stuffy and her throat was sweet, and she couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood in mid-air.
Several young disciples who were originally admiring and cheering changed color in shock, but the screams of shock rang out.
Although Xue Rong and Xue Qiong are not on good terms, they are also sisters in the same sect after all, and they are busy dodging and flying out to catch Xue Qiong falling to the ground.
"Senior Sister Xueqiong, how are you?"
Xue Rong hurriedly asked.
How can Xue Qiong speak? Involuntarily, her left hand stretched out to support her right arm, and her right wrist hung down softly, obviously broken by Meng Hao's palm.
The group of young disciples did not come to their senses until this time, and they rushed up with shouts and screams, and squeezed the snow melt aside.
Xue Rong couldn't help but sigh faintly, and said, "I advised the Great Elder that there is no need to offend such a powerful enemy, but the Great Elder doesn't believe it!" I advised Senior Sister Xue Qiong not to humiliate herself, but Senior Sister Xue Qiong didn't believe it either! Alas......"
She let out a long sigh for the last time, so much so that Xue Qiong was almost about to spurt blood again, so she hurriedly held back, pushed the female disciple who was holding her away with one hand, and screamed at the same time: "Xiao Xun retreat, the others take me as the heart of the formation and cast the Nine-Nine Xuanbing Sword Formation!" ”
"Uncle Shi, your hand ......"
"My right hand is broken, my left hand is still there, don't talk nonsense, set up immediately!"
Xue Qiong screamed in anger.
The group of disciples did not dare to resist, and immediately scattered in all directions, surrounding Meng Hao and Ding Huang in them.
Meng Hao glanced at the positions of these women, and immediately knew that this Nine-Nine Xuanbing Sword Formation was not trivial, and hurriedly said, "Xiaohuang, you exit first!" ”
Ding Huang knew that he was in the formation, not only could he not help Meng Hao, but would become a burden to Meng Hao, so he could only say: "Be careful!" ”
Then she stepped out of the formation.
The women just stared at Meng Hao tightly, letting Ding Huang withdraw from the formation, and no one made a move against Ding Huang.
"Senior sister, why do you want to make things bigger and bigger?"
Xue Rong couldn't help but open her mouth to persuade.
Xue Qiong shouted angrily: "Shut up!" Either you stand aside and take care of Xiao Xun, or you go and join forces with this little beast to fight against us, I don't mind even slashing you at the bottom of the sword! ”
"Senior sister is so majestic and vicious, even I want to be slashed at the bottom of the sword!"
Xue Rong couldn't help but sneer, his mouth full of mockery.
"But senior sister, don't forget, this person is young and can already hurt you with one palm, how can there be no stronger division commander behind him? Since you have to make a big deal out and find a powerful enemy for my Snow God Palace, then let it go! Anyway, in the end, the palace master came back to hold him responsible, and he couldn't hold me accountable for Xuerong! ”
As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't bother to stay here any longer, grabbed the injured woman surnamed Xun with one hand, floated into the air, flashed, and disappeared.
Xue Qiong probably also realized that what Xue Rong said was reasonable, but the anger in her stomach had already annihilated her reason, and she couldn't help but sneer and said: "I don't care who is behind you little beast, if you dare to offend my Snow God Palace, then there will be no place to die!" Listen up, disciples, follow me...... Out of the sword! ”
She roared, and a long sword had appeared in her left hand, and the sword shadow flickered, taking the lead in attacking Meng Hao.
The other eight female disciples shouted in unison, but they could see the entire hillside with fluttering clothes and sword shadows whistling, and the nine women's nine long swords, intertwined into a sword net, fell towards Meng Hao.
Meng Hao was secretly surprised in his heart.
This sword net was not only airtight, but also had a piercing chill, and before he could reach his body, Meng Hao already felt as if the blood in his body was about to be frozen and coagulated.
Moreover, this dense sword net formed a strange aura, just like the aura of the half-step fairyland, which actually enveloped Meng Hao tightly, making it impossible for him to perform the Five Elements Escape Technique and get out of the sword net.
"Ah Hao, be careful!"
Ding Huang also saw the power of this Ninety-Nine Xuan Ice Sword Formation, and couldn't help but blurt out exclamations.
But I saw a flash of golden light, followed by a sound of "ding ding ding" into my ears.
It was also mixed with Meng Hao's clear whistle, Xue Qiong's angry scolding, and the exclamations of the group of female disciples.
The sword net filled with light and shadow and was filled with cold air, and it was instantly broken through by the golden light, and several female disciples flew backwards, but a golden figure rushed straight into the sky.
By the time the two sides of the battle were settled, there was already a golden figure in mid-air that was two meters five or six high.
That figure was not only fierce and majestic, but also had two golden broadswords in both hands.
The knife was also filled with light and shadow, just like the golden halo that shrouded him.
At first glance, it does not look like a mortal layman, but it is clearly a golden-bodied Arhat and a true god of the Nine Heavens.