When Zuo Zhicheng challenged Yuwei to the end, the battle of the other side also came to an end.

The two forces were fluctuating, and the ups and downs of the true power of heaven and earth affected most of the martial arts.

"Boom, boom, boom!" A violent roar echoed in the air, and the two figures staggered up and down, constantly colliding.

Far beyond the speed of sound that normal creatures can reach, the two superhuman beings move freely, breaking through the atmosphere and charging behind, leaving the sound behind.

In the silent world, a figure emitting a strong cold air moved rapidly.

Yuan Shangling stretched out his hands, and the invisible cold erupted, and everything in his reach was frozen into frost, and the strength contained in the cold air was shaken into powder!

With the passage of time, the temperature around him became lower and lower, and his cold aura became more and more powerful, and the freezing air was wanton when he made his moves, and even the air condensed into ice lumps and kept falling.

But on the other side of him, Zuo Xiao did not show weakness.

There was an invisible wheal around his body, constantly rolling away the condensed air and filling in the new wind.

With a single move, dozens of transparent clumps exploded, flying towards Yuan Shangling at the speed of sound, and then exploded under the weakening of the cold air, rolling up a faint storm.

The low temperature destroyed the ability to fly that required delicate maneuvering, so Zuo Xiao could only abandon the most advantageous Celestial Dome to fight and fight Yuan Shangling on the ground.

But that didn't mean he had weakened, and countless airs were restrained, turning into currents around him.

Zuo Xiao discarded the subtle changes that would be affected by the low temperature, and violently blasted out the strong air current, turning into countless air bombs comparable to the "vacuum handprint".

When the cold air rolled in, he rose up even more violently, blocking the spread of the cold qi with a wall of qi that was constantly circulating, blowing away every wave of attack ordered by Yuan Shang.

The wind formed a barrier on his body, like armor in the air, and all kinds of gases moved, distributing all the attacks that were instantaneous.

Two people were on the ground, one accompanied by a strong wind, the other emitted frost, and the ice and air flew as they clashed, and the roar did not stop for a second.

Zuo Xiao's figure flashed, and the boundless storm rolled wildly with his movements.

"Whew——!!" The wind was roaring, raging in the realm of the speed of sound, no less than the movements of the two masters of refining skills.

Left Xiao stepped down, and charged again with a strong wind.

The wind helped him, adding three points to his speed, and it was a blur in the eyes of the blood coagulation master.

Yuan Shangling was the complete opposite, the extremely low temperature freezing aura unfolded around him, minimizing all movement, and all beings entering this range quickly slowed down and became stagnant, as if they were deep in a swamp.

Wind and frost collide in this situation.

One person was frantically adding himself, and the other was frantically slowing down the other party, and for a while they were fighting on a par.

The martial arts supernatural powers offset each other, and what the two refining masters really used to fight turned back into pure fists and feet.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The fists and palms intersected at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and then separated in hundredths of a second, canceling each other out of the storm and cold that the other was carrying out.

A few seconds later, whip legs, fists, iron mountain backings, and hand knives continued to intersect, exploding the air, and countless forces raged.

In the eyes of others, it was the two of them who kept touching and retreating, and then collided quickly, emitting a loud sonic boom and shock wave.

Two supersonic figures kept jumping and running, taking off and landing all over the Wufu.

A second ago, they were still at the top of an eaves, the soles of their feet separated.

In the next second, they moved hundreds of feet away, and with a flying kick, they knocked each other back dozens of feet, hitting a building, causing it to shake.

Then in the next second, they jumped more than ten feet into the air, staggering each other and smashing each other back to the ground.

If there is a warrior who does not have enough eyesight to watch the battle, he can only see two blurred figures constantly flying and flickering, and the ground is frosty everywhere he goes, and the storm explodes.

It's like two ghosts flying by, the ground shatters in an instant, the masonry flies up and shatters, the plants freeze and are blown into the sky, and the earth and stones are turned up in the shaking and exploded into the air.

Every foothold of the Martial Mansion has become their battlefield, exerting terrifying martial arts, accompanied by the constant bombardment of martial arts supernatural powers.

If it weren't for the fact that the Martial Mansion was strong enough, such a fierce battle would only take a few minutes to demolish this vast complex.

What's more, if there was no Yitong secretly to counteract the aftermath, this vast martial arts mansion would become shattered within a few tens of seconds.

The battle between the two refining masters reached a fierce point, and the celestial phenomena all changed with their movements, blowing a cold wind that swept through half of the martial arts.

But after a collision, Zuo Xiao's face suddenly changed.

The corner of his eye flashed, and he saw a glimmer of light from a certain martial arts arena, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

A certain feeling rooted in the blood made Zuo Xiao panic, and his move was half a beat slower.

This half-beat was discovered by Yuan Shangling, he narrowed his eyes, and a punch quickly blasted out, passing through a flaw in Zuo Xiao's storm, and instantly hitting Zuo Xiao.

"Oops!" Zuo Xiao's eyes froze, and at the critical moment, he exploded the airflow armor that surrounded his body, blocking Yuan Shangling's order for a moment, and then quickly retreated.

In the blink of an eye, he stepped back and bumped into a school building before stopping.

"Whew!" Zuo Xiao frowned, looked at his shoulder, a layer of frost condensed, and a terrifying cold began to seep into his body.

There is no doubt that this moment of distraction made him unable to block Yuan Shangling's attack.

Yuan Shangling's fists and feet were all filled with a deadly chill, which was difficult to resist against creatures composed of flesh and water, and the cold that had seeped into his body at the moment had begun to affect his movements.

"That's not good." Zuo Xiao's face sank.

He really wanted to stop expelling the cold qi in his body, but of course Yuan Shangling would not give him this opportunity.

The white figure quickly approached, the air condensed into white dew around him, and the earth quickly froze into frost.

As if the winter god had descended, Yuan Shangling brought a cold wind and quickly approached Zuo Xiao.

Looking at the menacing enemy, Zuo Xiao stood up straight and sighed in his heart:

"I can't help it."

He raised his eyes, revealing eagle-like pupils, and said to himself in his heart:

"I can only use the ancestor's trick."

Yuan Shangling punched out, setting off a surging cold wave, and suddenly his heart was cold.

Then, there is the storm.

In an instant, a storm rushed into the sky.

The wind rushed into the sky, only existed for a moment and then vanished, as if it were an illusion.

After the storm rendezvous, a pure white figure streaked across the sky and fell to the ground.

"Bump!!"

Yuan ordered the dust to fall and smashed a large pit in the ground.

His body was covered in bruises and could not move.

When the undulating wind slowly dissipated, Yuan Shangling lay on the ground, facing the sky on his back, and said in a daze:

"This is, the power of the Vault?"

He held on to the last of his consciousness and tilted his head to look at Zuo Xiao.

"How is that possible..."

As far as he could see, a huge "scar" pear crossed the earth, swept directly across the range of 100 zhang, all the way through the large landscaping courtyard, and disappeared on the other side of the sky.

Zuo Xiao stood at the source of this "scar" and said to him with a cold face:

"Acting Mansion Master, I have no intention of killing you, so you can do it yourself."

Shaking his head, he took a left step towards the place where the light was on.