Chapter 270: The Strong Are Forever Strong
This young man in his twenties, tall and with a towering head, peeked at the laughter around him, and felt that he had lost face, his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and his tone was cold:
"In the past, the Humble Peak was extremely prosperous, but unfortunately, five hundred years ago, the Lord of the Humble Peak died together in the battle with the Elder Taishang of the Shaking Light Holy Land, and since then the inheritance has been cut off, and it has been lonely to this day."
"Now, the descendants of Humble Peak have reappeared and inherited, and I don't know how much of it used to be."
"Or is it more neat to say that there is only one left."
Yang Jiao said casually:
"It's your business."
Suddenly, under the scorching sun, the temperature around changed suddenly, and the temperature dropped sharply by dozens of degrees, and there was a vision of snowflakes flying.
"Senior Brother Yu, if you have something to say, this person in front of you is the third master of the young generation of the Ji family, and Ji Haiyue, who has cultivated ice and snow visions."
Hua Yunfei hurriedly came out to ease the atmosphere.
"Brother Haiyue, my junior brother has been in retreat all year round and can't speak, here, I will make amends to you on his behalf."
As he spoke, when he was about to give his hand, he listened to Yang Jiao's quiet words:
"The third master of the young generation of the Ji family? It is often heard that the Ji family has three major celestial pride, and it turns out that he is the penultimate Ji Haiyue. ”
"Sure enough, it's better to be famous than to meet, the penultimate one, worthy of the name."
In an instant, there was an inexplicable feeling in the field, and some people couldn't help but chew on the words of the penultimate Ji Haiyue, and a touch of Nuoyu immediately appeared on their faces.
Suddenly, there was another burst of laughter as crisp as a silver bell.
"Purple Moon."
Ji Haoyue snorted.
"Brother Haoyue, I don't want to, but I can't help it." Ji Ziyue immediately leaned into his ear again:
"Look, I didn't expect this Ji Haiyue, who has always been arrogant and domineering, and has no one in his eyes, to have today, this face is blue and white, white and red."
"Boom."
At this moment, Ji Haiyue couldn't hold back any longer, and the celestial phenomena immediately changed greatly.
A white expanse, endless ice and snow appeared in the void, which was filled with a cold air like a knife.
Between heaven and earth, the snow is covered with snow, the sky is continuous, the sky is endless, the snow is boundless, the cold wind is biting, and it roars out, pulling everyone into a world of ice and snow.
"Brother Yunfei, don't say more, I want to weigh this kid well to see what kind of ability he has, so he dares to be so arrogant."
Ji Haiyue waved her hand and interrupted Hua Yunfei, who wanted to continue to persuade peace.
"There are always some people, once they are faced with something they are not satisfied with, they will show hostility without thinking." Yang Jiao Gujing Wubo said:
"Your ordinary and confident appearance makes me can't bear to pierce your heavenly dreams."
After Ji Haiyue heard this, her anger surged again, and her eyes were cold:
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, today I will let you understand what Tianjiao is."
Suddenly, the sky was full of goose feathers and snow, overwhelming, white and boundless, and there was no boundary, among them, every snowflake the size of a palm, the cold light was shining, and the pieces were crystal clear, as sharp as a sword.
There were even more sonorous sounds in the sky, as if these ten million snow blades wanted to crush the blue sky.
Immediately afterwards, in this ice and snow world, an endless white cold air was washed out, shattering everything with the momentum of freezing and cracking, and rushing towards Yang Jiao like a tsunami.
Suddenly, the white world, which looked like transparent crystal, was infected by a layer of dead ash.
I saw a mist like Buddha's light appear behind Yang Jiao's head, and a deep phantom immediately appeared in mid-air.
He exudes an eternal and eternal, colossal demonic nature.
In an instant, the world of ice and snow was dyed gray and motionless, and time and space seemed to freeze.
At this moment, the first to bear the brunt is Ji Haiyue, the whole person is completely imprisoned, he only feels that his five senses are lost, as if he is in a place of nothingness, wrapped in endless emotions and six desires in the world, they are like floods after the collapse of the embankment, wantonly hitting his own heart.
"Vision!"
Everyone looked solemn, they didn't expect this clumsy young man to cultivate a vision that had never been heard of since ancient times.
Only Ye Fan, who was present, flashed a trace of suspicion in his eyes, obviously found something, and in the turn of his mind, incredible emotions flashed in his eyes.
After a while, Hua Yunfei, Ji Haoyue and Yao Xi all found out that something was wrong with Ji Haiyue.
I saw that his face gradually became hideous, and blood began to flow from his seven orifices.
After a while, Ji Haiyue's breath was weak, like a candle in the wind, as if it could be extinguished at any time.
"Boom."
Ji Haoyue suddenly made a move, and in the scorching sun, a night suddenly appeared.
At night, the blue sea is sparkling, and a bright moon hangs in the sky, sprinkling holy silver light.
The bright moon, the light and shadow flashed, hitting the humanoid phantom above Yang Jiao's head.
Before he got close, the bright moon had already turned gray, imprisoned in mid-air.
Yang Jiao's eyes were gloomy, and he said softly:
"Oh, the bright moon is born on the sea, and when the bright moon turns, it is like a breeze blowing on the face, and it is useless."
Ji Haoyue's expression was solemn, whether it was from Yang Jiao's abyss-like qi or from his downplay to resist his own vision attack.
The strength of this fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy is by no means below him.
Suddenly, nine rays of light shone above Ji Haoyue's head, and at first glance the vast momentum of the arrival of the God King, the night in the sky, the blue sea surged, the tide ebbed and flowed, and nine rounds of bright moon hung again.
It makes people feel the emptiness, although there is the sound of waves, but there is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.
Then, nine poignant and sharp white arcs were drawn in mid-air, hitting Yang Jiao himself.
"The Eastern Wilderness God King Body, what a way."
Yang Jiao sneered, and under everyone's surprised expressions, he pointed at the sword, and actually relied on the power of his body to shatter the nine rounds of bright moon.
Immediately, his clothes shook slightly, retracted his erect momentum, and when the humanoid phantom in the sky dissipated, Ji Haiyue took advantage of the situation with a "bang", fell to the ground, and slumped into mud.
"If the visitor is a guest, I will be merciful and not care if you have offended me."
Yang Jiao glanced at Ji Haiyue, then looked at Ji Haoyue, and said:
"For the sake of your sake, I am not to blame for the past this time, and there is no next time."
Ji Haoyue heard this, but she turned a deaf ear:
"With an ordinary physique, it is absolutely impossible for a physique to be so strong, and you are also a god body?"
As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people looked at Yang Jiao with blazing eyes.
"Why don't you understand that cultivation is such an inconvenient thing?"
"The strong are always strong, for me, what is physique is vain."
Yang Jiao spoke flatly.
Everyone heard his wild words about treating those glorious and amazing physiques as dung, and their expressions were different.
However, most people are skeptical, and they only feel that this young man from Humble Peak is arrogant and domineering.
Only Ye Fan's eyes on the side were slightly condensed, if this red-robed young man was really the one
"You just resisted my Haoyue brother's sea rising bright moon, where did you get such a big breath and regard the world's physique as nothing."
In the field, Ji Ziyue said with an unhappy face.