Chapter 267: A Finger of Winter
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Wu Changhe coldly ordered, and then, with a flash of cold light, the head of the innocent small noodle restaurant owner fell to the ground.
Danxia stone is still red and shining, standing quietly.
Danxia Square, the atmosphere is solemn.
Dozens of people were implicated with Tong Ming, and they knelt in three rows neatly, and a total of more than 100 disciples, deacons, elders, and others from the Earth Sect and Wuqing Hall were on guard around them.
Wu Changhe stood with his arms crossed with an indifferent face, and no one approached him within a zhang of him.
Suddenly, there is a feeling, looking back.
At the far end, a person appeared at the edge of Danxia Square, and he walked unhurriedly, he was Tong Ming.
"Indiscriminate killing of innocents. ”
Tong Ming, who was of medium stature, in a moon-white shirt, and had a clear appearance, had a small voice, but everyone in the entire Danxia Square could hear it clearly: "It is already the first sect in the world, and it is still trying to deter through killing, and the methods are low-level." ”
Tong Mingyu said mockingly: "Is this the idea of Youmo?"
At this time, an old man in a white robe stepped out from the rear of Wu Changhe, greeted Tong Ming, and walked ...... Everyone around him, including Wu Changhe, suddenly felt as if a cold wind was quietly passing by.
"It doesn't matter whose idea it is. The white-robed old man said in a cold voice: "The important thing is to clear the remnants of the anti-Xuanwu Sect like you, and prevent the breeding and spread of the remnants, as long as the effect is good, the technique does not matter whether it is low-level or high-level." ”
"Do you think you're working well?"
Tong Ming stopped, took a deep breath, and silently felt the chill in front of him, although the white-robed old man was still more than thirty feet away.
"Of course. ”
The white-robed old man also stopped, he smiled, a proud smile bloomed on his old face, and he almost murmured: "Your appearance is a good effect." ”
In his eyes, Tong Ming was already a dead man.
So of course he thinks that Tong Ming appeared and was killed by himself, and such a first achievement can be described as extremely effective.
Raise your hand, a finger, suddenly, between heaven and earth, the cold winter is coming.
Pieces of snowflakes fell down, enveloping Tong Ming...... It's just that within a radius of ten zhang around Tong Ming's body, in an instant, heavy snow fell, and then there was a violent snowstorm and extremely cold.
Ten zhang away, there was not a single snowflake.
However, the cold is pressing, and there are no snowflakes fluttering on the surrounding houses of Danxia Square, which have already condensed a layer of frost because of the cold.
Then in the central area where the trend of blizzard is already present, Tong Ming is covered in snow, and he is like a snowman.
A snowflake is enough to kill a foundation building cultivator.
Tong Ming, who was completely covered by snowflakes, was surging with true yuan, turning into a tornado shield body.
In this way, inside the wind cover, the blizzard is outside, covering, confronting, and densely presenting layers upon layers, from the outside world, Tong Ming is indeed like a snowman, motionless.
"A finger to the cold winter. ”
Immediately, some of the disciples of Wuqing Hall recognized the technique of the white-robed old man, and they talked about it.
"Deacon Wang is very powerful, but it is not enough to deal with Tong Ming. ”
"Hmph, that's enough. ”
"Outside, he is the triple of the ice and snow department, and Tong Ming is also the triple of the second period, and the two of them are quite cultivated, so even if the 'One Finger Cold Winter' forms a cold domain, temporarily besieging Tong Ming makes it difficult for him to move an inch and cannot escape. However, it is only a siege, and it may not be able to kill him, not to mention that such a fierce blizzard siege consumes a huge amount of true yuan for Deacon Wang, and he can't stand it himself for a long time. ”
"He can't stand it, and Tong Ming can't stand it, hehe, you are stupid, open your eyes and see, the entire Danxia Square is surrounded by our people...... Got it. ”
"Oh, you mean, even if Deacon Wang and Tong Ming have a tie and consume each other's true yuan, they will all be consumed...... Damn, understood, it's all consumed, and our people can rush up and kill Tong Ming. ”
"Fool, I just understand. ”
"You're a fucking idiot. ”
Not really.
Their arguments are basically reasonable, but neither Deacon Wang nor Tong Ming likes this kind of ending: mutual consumption and even the depletion of true yuan.
They all want to kill each other, and as soon as possible.
Therefore, it was only a matter of ten breaths to change the trick.
First of all, Deacon Wang, with a loud roar, the gushing speed of the true yuan in his body suddenly increased by as much as five times, and it had already reached his extreme limit. A complex mystical magic seal turned out, and suddenly, the blizzard and cold that originally shrouded Tong Ming rose sharply, upward, upward, upward...... Condensed, forming a giant Blizzard Hammer.
This is his strongest technique, which has already surpassed the Xuan-level level of "One Finger Cold Winter", and this move has reached the initial level of the ground-level.
Blizzard's hammer, smashed down violently.
Meanwhile.
Tong Ming also used the strongest spell in his wind attack technique, the tornado stinger, and he didn't care about keeping the true yuan at all, and almost all of it was activated to bless the power of the spell...... The strongest spell, the strongest play.
In an instant, an extremely strong wind whirlwind suddenly formed, rotating violently around Tong Ming's body, and suddenly, the blizzard that had originally shrouded, covered, and condensed Tong Ming like a snowman was swept away.
The wind whirled and howled, like a dragon of the wind, rising into the sky.
Facing the hammer of the blizzard that fell violently, Tornado Thorn bucked the trend......
The violent collision exploded in all directions, and the Blizzard Hammer completely dispersed, turning into a large amount of ice and snow scattered in all directions. The tornado thorn was also deformed and collapsed under the pressure of the huge power of the impact, and the wind that was originally like a dragon against the sky was rushing out like a flood that broke the embankment.
Deacon Wang, a breath ago, felt relieved.
He exhausted his true yuan to forcibly improve the level of his spells, and struck with all his strength, so that even if he didn't kill Tong Ming, he forced him to use his true yuan to fight with all his strength...... Then, next, no matter what, even if Tong Ming is not killed, it is a success, because Tong Ming, who has exhausted the true yuan, is one step away from death.
Deacon Wang, after a breath, felt frightened.
He and Tong Ming were about thirty zhang away, fighting each other, trapping Tong Ming with one finger of cold winter, and then he made himself smart to turn into the strongest attack, the hammer of Blizzard. In this way, it caused Tong Ming's strongest counterattack, the tornado thorn, the strongest confrontation, and then the violent collapse, the surging wind thorns, in an instant, swept a distance of more than thirty zhang, and approached Deacon Wang.
The true yuan was exhausted, and Deacon Wang, who was like an ordinary person, was extremely frightened, and had just turned around, and the first step of escape had not yet been taken...... He was swallowed up by countless scattered and tiny wind thorns.
Wu Changhe's brows furrowed unconsciously.
Not far behind him stood a strong man, with a bare head and a burly body, it was Fa Shan, the elder of the Earth Sect, and he exhaled angrily: "The deacon of the Xuanwu Sect, stupid, does he think that the first level of the ground level is very remarkable? ”
Several other disciples of the Xuanwu Sect on the other side immediately turned around and glared angrily when they heard Fa Shan's words.
Wu Changhe said quietly: "Fashan, go quickly, take advantage of Tong Ming's true yuan is exhausted, and kill him quickly." ”
"Of course. ”
Fa Shan viciously made a "slash" gesture at the few Xuanwu Sect disciples who were glaring at him, and then he took a step forward, his figure flashing, approaching Tong Ming.