Chapter 542: Snow Drifting World

This long sword is the magic weapon that Yan Qingying relies on the most, called the Tianshuang Sword, which is a Hongmeng spirit treasure, which is not trivial.

As one of the several behemoths in the Southern Regions, the Ancient Holy Dynasty has no power or heritage, and the Immortal Holy Land in the Eastern Regions has a fight, and the General's Mansion is high and powerful in the entire Holy Dynasty, and the power is extremely huge, second only to the royal Ye family.

Therefore, although the Hongmeng treasure is rare and valuable, it is not for the entire General's Mansion.

However, the magic weapons of the Hongmeng level are all spiritual, and the Hongmeng treasure has a certain temper and temperament.

Generally speaking, without the strength of the Five Heavenly Realm King Realm, it would not be accepted by the Hongmeng Supreme Treasure, not even Yan Qingying.

The reason why Jiang Feng has the Hongmeng Supreme Treasure Fu Huang Pen is because in the original Wanhai Tai Demon Battlefield, the Fu Huang Pen was broken, which is equivalent to the Hongmeng Lingbao at best, plus Jiang Feng is in charge of the military character secret, so he can be recognized by it and refine it.

Therefore, Yan Qingying's most powerful magic weapon is a Hongmeng Spirit Treasure.

But her Heavenly Frost Sword should not be underestimated, it was tailor-made for it by the General's Mansion, and its attributes matched and complemented each other, and its power increased.

At this moment, Yan Qingying was holding the Heavenly Frost Sword and aimed at Jiang Feng, his face was cold, and he was facing him-for-tat.

Thundered......

Suddenly, a loud sound came from her body, and the sky shook.

In an instant, she opened all the one hundred and fifty caves in her body and mobilized all her strength.

It was as if the Yangtze River was rushing, forming a scene of hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, and under Yan Qingying's control, all these powers were poured into the Heavenly Frost Sword in her hand.

The pure mana alone is enough to reach the power of tens of millions of dragons, which can easily crush the same generation, even Jiang Feng is inferior.

Otherwise, Yan Qingying would not be attacked by the power of Hongmeng's frost, and if it grew stronger, it would even endanger his life.

And right now, under the amplification of the Heavenly Frost Sword, the power of these rolling manas suddenly skyrocketed tenfold, surpassing the power of the billions of dragons, and it was a terrible mess.

In an instant, the entire attic, within a radius of ten zhang, instantly turned into a piece of ice and snow, the sky was cold, and there were goose feather-like snowflakes falling down, big flowers, and the vision was amazing.

Those maids and servants exhaled a stream of white air between their mouths and noses, shivering with cold, and their bodies were trembling.

"A sword is cold!"

Yan Qingying suddenly snorted coldly, at this moment, she seemed to be incarnated as a female sword god, condescending and invincible.

What its sword refers to is also the power of the frost.

The naked eye can clearly see that a layer of solid ice spreads like ripples of water, at an extremely fast speed, and where it passes, the earth is frozen and the sky is frozen.

But in the blink of an eye, most of the courtyard was frozen in ice, cut off from life, and turned white.

At the same time, this layer of solid ice seemed to have spirituality, and quickly headed towards Jiang Feng.

At this time, Jiang Feng could clearly sense the chill on his face, and even his Yuan Shen trembled.

It is conceivable that if you are covered by this layer of ice, you will lose consciousness in an instant, and then lose consciousness and collapse without a fight.

At this moment, Jiang Feng flipped his palm and took out the magic weapon at the bottom of the box, the Hongmeng Supreme Treasure Fu Emperor Pen.

The power of Yan Qingying's sword surpassed the power of the Ten Million Dragons, and also surpassed the scope of ten times Jiang Feng's own strength.

Therefore, even if it is a feathering magic technique, it cannot achieve the effect of mana immunity.

But Jiang Feng was not without a countermeasure.

Brush Brush Brush ......

The mana in Jiang Feng's body was surging wildly, endlessly, and he held the Fu Huang Pen, wielding a pen and ink, pointing at the rivers and mountains, and drawing a mysterious trajectory in mid-air.

Under his pen, there is a little bit of mysterious light beating, as if it is in harmony with the truth of heaven and earth, elusive, and obscure.

This series of actions, Jiang Feng completed in one go, as if he was flowing smoothly, without the slightest delay or hesitation.

In an instant, Jiang Feng completed it in one stroke, and so, in front of him, a big fire character took shape in an instant.

This is the fire array.

All things in the world are mutually reinforcing, the so-called water and fire are incompatible, and ice must of course be dealt with with by fire, which is the most simple, direct and effective way.

This word fell, and in an instant, the temperature of this world rose sharply, as if spring flowers were blooming and the sun was shining.

It can be clearly seen that some ice has already begun to melt, and the closer you go, the faster it melts, and some of it evaporates directly without even turning into water.

WhewW......

In the next moment, under Jiang Feng's control, the fire character array swept forward like a spirit.

As its power erupted, a sea of fire instantly took shape, mighty and immense, reflecting most of the sky red.

Everywhere it went, the snow melted, and even the ground was scorched black.

Hongmeng Arcana VS Hongmeng Lingbao, this is completely crushing, one grade worse, not an opponent at all.

Seeing this scene, Yan Qingying couldn't help frowning, and was shocked like never before.

She never imagined that a young man who was unintentionally hit with a red hydrangea on the street would have such strength.

But this fueled her fighting spirit even more.

Yan Qingying's character is extremely strong, strong, and will never admit defeat easily.

Woohoo......

The sound of Dao Dao breaking through the air came out, and Yan Qingying held the Heavenly Frost Sword, constantly waving it in front of him, obviously performing an unfathomable sword technique.

Her figure was elegant, her movements crisp and neat, without the slightest hint of mud and water, and she looked as if she was dancing a sword rather than fighting.

At a certain moment, Yan Qingying suddenly snorted coldly, "Snow drifts in the world!" ”

Suddenly, above Jiang Feng's head, pieces of crystal snowflakes fell.

These snowflakes are very peculiar, hexagonal diamond-shaped, as if they were carved out of a mold.

The most important thing is that when these snowflakes were falling, they actually made a piercing sound of breaking the sky, obviously carrying a strong aura of slaughter, cold and piercing.

Snow drifting in the world, this is a sword art, those snowflakes look light and fluttering, in fact, each piece is equivalent to a sharp sword, indestructible, terrifying.

If these snowflakes fell on Jiang Feng's body, even his physical body would not be able to bear it, and his skin would be broken in an instant, and he would even be dismantled.

However, Jiang Feng didn't care about this and didn't take it to heart.

Under the control of his mind, he divided a part of the fire, forming a defensive circle above his head.

Immediately after, the snowflakes fell, and before they could get close, they evaporated and disappeared as if they had never appeared.

The power of Hongmeng Arcana is too outrageous to be able to compete with any divine art.

At the beginning, with the help of Emperor Fu's pen, Jiang Feng even broke the Ninth Palace's God Refining Great Array, although it was said to be opportunistic, but its strength was already visible.

In the face of absolute power, all tricks are in vain.

Rumble!

In the next moment, a vigorous sea of fire broke through layers of ice, dissolved everything, and the aftermath was unabated, engulfing the past towards Yan Qingying.