Chapter 316: Ice Sculpture

Tang Yun didn't use the ice sword, nor did he swing the ice crystal wings, he just exhaled lightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There didn't seem to be any difference between this breath and the white frost qi condensed by ordinary frost power, and Lin Zheng didn't react at the first time.

He didn't understand why Tang Yun would act like this, maybe the power of frost was a fatal threat to others, but it couldn't have that effect on himself at all.

Is Tang Yun stupid? No, he is definitely not stupid.

After making this guess in an instant, Lin Zheng knew that under this seemingly normal counterattack, there must be a problem that he had not yet discovered.

With a condensed sense of awareness, Lin Zheng knew that he had to find the problem in the shortest possible time.

No response?

Perception couldn't penetrate the seemingly simple fog in front of him.

Although the sense of recognition was in vain, Lin Zheng got the answer he wanted, because there was a feeling that he was very familiar with in this cloud of white steam.

Soul power!

I didn't expect Tang Yun to be able to use soul power, although the other party's way of using soul power was still too primitive, just simply releasing soul power.

But as long as it involves soul power, Lin Zheng doesn't want to contact it easily, because he knows very well how terrible soul power is.

Although he didn't want to collide with Tang Yun at this moment, Lin Zheng didn't really give up the opportunity in front of him, Jiao Yan, who was condensed on the fist, suddenly shrank under control, and then flew away from Tang Yun.

Jiao Yanbang reappeared, although there was no chain of explosions, and the power was slightly insufficient, Lin Zheng took advantage of the aftermath of the explosion to fly towards the ground.

And when he fell, Lin Zheng also waved his arms in the air, and more than a dozen fire energy masses flew towards Tang Yun.

From the time Lin Zheng used Jiao Yan Blast, Tang Yun's own ideas had been frustrated, and he didn't know how the other party detected his long-hidden means.

But no matter whether the other party feels something, or if the coincidence really does his best, it is a great loss for Tang Yun.

The intrinsic power of the Star Soul is not so easy to accumulate.

Tang Yun didn't take advantage of this excellent opportunity to launch a counterattack, not because he discovered the dozen or so fire energy masses that Lin Zheng sent out at the end, but because he wanted to brew the final offensive.

As for Lin Zheng's obviously just harassing Fire Vitality Mass, Tang Yun easily avoided it.

Just when Lin Zheng landed, Tang Yun had already flashed the fire vitality mass, and his figure rose again.

Most of the disciples watching the battle didn't understand what was going on between the two men.

From the beginning of Tang Yun's offensive, everyone was surprised by Tang Yun's strength, that kind of fast speed, especially a pair of wings that seemed to have it in itself, and even more so had the combat power that ordinary martial arts could not provide at all.

As an opponent, Lin Zheng is also an extremely rare master, maybe his speed is far from Tang Yun's opponent, but that kind of blatant attack method also shocked everyone watching the battle.

It can be said that this fight has surpassed any of the games they have watched in the past few days.

But everyone didn't understand why Lin Zheng gave up the final pursuit when he was obviously in a very competitive situation in the end, could it be that all this was the situation after the discussion.

Ordinary disciples were a little confused by the changes in the scene, but some truly strong people were faintly aware of some problems.

They cast their gaze in mid-air, but the focus was not on Tang Yun, who had risen in shape again, but on the space after the explosion of Jiaoyan.

There, not only did there be the aftermath of Jiaoyan's explosion, but the same dozen or so fire energy masses also exploded there.

When the firelight dissipated, a somewhat empty cloud of white vapor floated in the air. If you don't look closely, no one will notice it at all.

But the weirdness is here, everyone may not have personally experienced Lin Zheng's scorching explosion, but they all have a certain judgment on its power.

With such a powerful fire element explosion, how could there still be white mist left, even if Tang Yun's frost and cold power was surprisingly strong, it was impossible.

The white vapor of the void condensed in mid-air, like an ordinary cloud, but at this moment, it suddenly turned into a huge ball of solid ice.

The ice hung high in the air, not only did it not fall rapidly, but it fluttered in the air like a mist.

Everyone realized what the problem was, how could an ordinary Yuan Qi attack last so long, let alone after the scorching flames, the white vapor suddenly turned into ice.

'Click, click. ’

Several sounds of ice shattering came from mid-air, and then everyone saw that the huge ice crystals in mid-air seemed to begin to crack inch by inch under the attack of external forces.

At this moment, everyone discovered that this huge ice was only a thin outer shell, and there was nothing inside.

To be precise, under the ice shell, there is still a pale white mist.

The process of ice breaking up may seem slow, but it is actually only a few breaths.

The white mist finally stopped condensing and came out, spreading to the sky of the entire ring in an instant.

The spread of the fog was like a rain cloud at the moment.

The goose feathers and snow fell from the clouds, and the ring seemed to have entered winter from midsummer all at once, and the temperature dropped sharply to the extreme.

The snowflakes that permeated the ring were blown out of the arena by the breeze and fell on some of the disciples who were watching the battle.

At first, everyone didn't care at all, but when the snowflakes were settled, they became alert to a thick chill coming from their bodies.

The disciples who were eroded by the cold instinctively used their internal qi to drive away the cold, but the chill was like a deep root in the bone marrow, and it was difficult to restrain it for a long time.

If they don't understand at this moment that this inexplicable snow is the prelude before the final battle, then they are too stupid.

Everyone's eyes converged on the field, but Tang Yun's figure had long been lost in mid-air.

The wind and snow in the ring gradually increased, and in an instant, it seemed to have come to the top of the snow-capped mountain that had been frozen for 10,000 years.

Suddenly, there was a little light in the snowstorm.

The orange-red flame was like a light in the night, its light became more and more dazzling, and Lin Zheng's figure became clearer and clearer in the firelight.

The scorching heat is like a barrier, and the snowflakes in the sky are difficult to hit the high temperature of the scorching flame.

Under the protection of Jiao Yan, Lin Zheng's consciousness has spread all over the ring, and even in the air within a zhang of the ring, even a snowflake is under his surveillance.

Lin Zheng knew very well that Tang Yun's final blow must be brewing in this.

Suddenly, an extremely fast trajectory appeared in Lin Zheng's perception, and with his keen perception, it was difficult to catch the change in the trajectory.

To be precise, although Lin Zheng had shrouded the entire ring in his own sense, this blizzard-like realm had slowed down Lin Zheng's consciousness to a great extent.

The sudden trajectory was erratic, and even if Lin Zheng could catch the other party with his sense of perception at this moment, it was impossible to stop the other party.

The next moment, that trajectory suddenly solidified in front of Lin Zheng, and a sharp ice sword suddenly stabbed towards Lin Zheng.

And at this moment, Lin Zheng's sense of understanding in the entire ring was suddenly disconnected, and only the vicinity of his body was still under his control.

Lin Zheng was slightly startled in his heart, and instantly returned to calm.

He knew very well that it was obviously impossible to rely on his subjective judgment to judge the attack and then parry, so he could only rely on instinct to swing his right fist and blast the ice sword.

The ice sword and his right fist collided together, but the feeling of hitting the entity could not make Lin Zheng happy in the slightest, because the force on the ice sword was far less than his judgment.

This can only show that this attack is not Tang Yun's body.

Just as Lin Zheng sensed the problem, that strange trajectory reappeared, this time behind him on the left side.

It was almost the same attack as the one just now, the same stabbing of the ice sword, and even the angle and the sound of the wind tearing through the air did not change much.

Lin Zheng was very suspicious that this attack was still Tang Yun's plan to confuse the enemy, but he couldn't really ignore this sword.

The left fist is turned around and slashed out, accurately blocking the ice sword.

The crunch of ice crystals shattering rang out around him, but the expected physical sensation was still not there.

It's not that Lin Zheng's punch didn't touch the entity, but in his feeling, this sword is more of a bluff.

Although this second sword had reached the level of the middle stage of the Martial Sect in terms of strength and vitality usage, it still did not make Lin Zheng feel like he was fighting the enemy as before.

This strange feeling made Lin Zheng have to be more vigilant, although the range of perception still could not be expanded, and the wind and snow limited the range of his vision to the minimum, but Lin Zheng still maintained the most basic control.

He found that the targets he had fought twice just now had not disappeared, and they were still standing in place, and there were still extremely strong vitality fluctuations on them.

These two targets were like ice sculptures, and they didn't move in any way due to their counterattacks.

Tang Yun's attack was too weird, could it be that these two 'targets' who stayed in place still still had any special means.

The vigilance from the bottom of his heart made Lin Zheng want to smash the two 'targets' immediately, but at this moment, that strange trajectory appeared for the third time.

This time, the position where he appeared was behind Lin Zheng on the right side.