The ice and snow tornado is gone, and the temperature on the ice field has become milder, like a spring breeze bathing the earth, and the son of the earth who has been sleeping for a long time has awakened. In the open field of vision is a crystal world, after the snow and rain rarely see a rainbow bridge on the west sky, the air is extremely fresh, refreshing. Yang Chen and the others were also very surprised when they saw this strange world, they didn't expect that there was such a beautiful scenery in the sea of ice and fire. What gave them a headache was the figure that appeared in front of them, and every time he could appear in unexpected places, Wu Zhongliu would always find them like a hound. Surprise has made him fail twice before, and this time it seems that he will not be as lucky as before.

The jade tree in the witch is in the wind, smiling, standing on the ice crystal-like ice field is even more elegant, the sun reflects the brilliant brilliance in the ice, and he looks like an immortal descending to the earth. Yang Chen stared quietly, seeing the smile on Wu Zhongliu's face, he felt a trace of inexplicable danger approaching him. "What do you want?" Yang Chen's eyes flickered, and he was thinking of countermeasures in his heart. "I've already said that handing over the Silver Light Flying Armor will spare you from dying. However, there is one condition for now, and that is that you will be able to escape alive from my sword. Wu Zhongliu said lightly, faintly permeating a huge coercion, Yang Chen and the others knew that Wu Zhongliu had already started to kill this time. Wu Zhongliu originally just wanted to take back the Silver Light Flying Armor and leave, but after two failures, he found that he was not absolutely sure that he could easily recapture the Silver Light Flying Heavenly Armor in the hands of Yang Chen's team.

"As I said, it's not on us. Yang Chen was deliberately delaying time. "It's okay, as long as I catch you, I can exchange you for it. How could Wu Zhongliu not see Yang Chen's simple trick, at this time, he had slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and the vitality was turning, and the surrounding air was surging. The momentum on his body rose as quickly as a volcanic eruption, and the fierce coercion squeezed over wantonly. Yang Chen and the others also took out their weapons, and the sword qi intertwined into a net, like a barrier to resist the coercion of the witch stream.

"The sword formation can't be complete, let's use their own tricks!" Yang Chen saw that the incomplete Four Spirit Sword Formation couldn't resist the witch stream at all, and the effect of dispersing attacks might be better.

"There is rain in Wushan!" Wu Zhongliu burst out and shouted, and his figure was like an arrow from the string, forming a gap in light in the flickering light on the ice crystals.

"Phantom Trace!" Ge Wushi, who had never been favored by everyone, showed his trick, and an illusory light and shadow appeared in front of Yang Chen, Fang Zhihao, and Jiang Bing in the wave of his palm. The speed of Wu Zhongliu was too fast, and when the illusory light and shadow appeared, the long sword was already slashing towards Yang Chen's head, and the fierce sword qi stirred up a surging air cold current. The cold air hit his face, and a fine light in Yang Chen's eyes quickly enlarged.

"Green Dragon Flying Sky!" Yang Chen's flying sword swept horizontally, and the sword qi stirred and transformed into a cyan dragon Ling Ran to meet him, this is the fifth move of Ziluo Sword Technique, Yang Chen's comprehension of Ziluo Sword Technique has also changed after absorbing countless ice and snow tornadoes, and he quietly found that Ziluo is a swordsmanship inheritance of Shenlongmen, and its magic is impressively on top of the inheritance of the Star Guard Envoy accepted by Fang Zhihao and others, obviously this is the core inheritance of Shenlongmen, but what kind of power will be in the end of cultivation Even the current Yang Chen is difficult to predict.

"Ding!" the long sword hummed, like a dragon chanting for nine days, and the heavens and the earth trembled. The two figures quickly separated, Yang Chen's breath gasped slightly, and he withdrew more than a dozen steps in a row, he felt that most of the vitality in his body had been consumed, and the sword moves in the back of this posture were more difficult to practice, and the consumption of vitality was also increased exponentially, and the fifth move was Yang Chen's first performance. Yang Chen's eyes stared at Wu Zhongliu tightly, Wu Zhongliu only took five steps back, and he was calm, a strange smile appeared on his face, and his eyes flashed.

"That's right! That's exactly what I wanted. Wu Zhongliu laughed wantonly, what he wanted was for Yang Chen and the others to exert all their strength to fight with him. Ge Wu's psychedelic technique just now had a great effect, because the illusion's existence zài made Wu Zhongliu's sword momentum a few points off, otherwise Yang Chen would definitely vomit blood. Fang Zhihao and Jiang Bing both looked at Wu Zhongliu in shock, they found that the speed of their swords could not catch up with the speed of Wu Zhongliu's flying, not only did they not hurt Wu Zhongliu just now, but they almost injured each other by mistake.

Yang Chen was surprised, Wu Zhongliu's cultivation seemed to have improved again, obviously he had broken through the bottleneck despite repeated setbacks in this sea of ice and fire, it could be seen that his qualifications were not ordinarily good, and he couldn't help but have a trace of admiration in his heart.

"Okay! We're going to have a big fight here. Yang Chen's pride was abrupt, and the Flying Zhen Sword in his hand unfolded gently, gushing out a cyan sword qi like a flying green dragon walking around the Flying Zhen Sword. This sword qi is very condensed, and it doesn't feel coercive but gives people a sense of danger. Yang Chenmu's vitality consumption was not small, and at this time, he restrained his sword qi and wanted to exert a condensed sword momentum. Flying snowflakes stuck to the Feizhen Sword and wrapped a layer of white, like a scabbard.

Snow and rain began to fall on the ice field again, and the dripping rain mixed with snowflakes made me feel a little chill on my face. Wu Zhongliu condensed his breath, his long sword was raised above the top, his feet were slightly apart like a stone carving standing on the ice field, and the snow and rain that fell were stirred away by a layer of invisible power, and his body did not fall to the slightest bit.

The two stared, they were seizing the opportunity to make a move, as if it had become a confrontation between the two. Fang Zhihao, Jiang Bing, and Ge Wu looked extremely nervous, and their bodies were full of vitality and ready to go, only with Yang Chen's perfect cooperation might have a chance to win.

"Phantom Trace!" Ge Wu was the first to break the long-term sedimentation, and the more illusory light and shadow flashed out than before, this was the first time Ge Wu felt confident after practicing psychedelics, and he was surprised to find that as he performed it again and again, his cognition of psychedelic magic became more and more profound, and some places that were unknown suddenly ran through, and often a small change inadvertently could derive a lot of illusions.

"Wushan Ghost Path!" Wu Zhongliu also moved, and his figure suddenly became ethereal, like a phantom swimming out, and Ge Wu's psychedelic skills were even more uncertain. "What?" Ge Wu was really scared, Wu Zhongliu was able to use his psychedelic magic to perform a killing move, but he didn't expect that he would actually help him in turn. He wanted to take back the psychedelics, but he couldn't. Because he clearly saw that Wu Zhongliu had already arrived in front of Yang Chen.

Yang Chen's body was condensed, and the Fei Zhen Sword was still in a state of abduction, as if he had lost his mind, seeing that Wu Zhongliu's long sword had already stabbed into Yang Chen's chest. "No!" Ge Wu cried out. Fang Zhihao swung his long sword, and the five long swords shot towards Wu Zhong like stray arrows, while Jiang Bing danced his long sword and conjured up a fine light cover and rolled towards Wu Zhongliu.

The phantom was cloudy, and Wu Zhongliu's figure suddenly disappeared from in front of Yang Chen, Fang Zhihao and Jiang Bing were both taken aback, and hurriedly stopped the attack, otherwise they would have to hurt Yang Chen. The two of them were too eager to close their momentum, and they spit out blood under the collision. At this moment, they saw Wu Zhongliu's figure reappear in front of Yang Chen, and it was closer, but it was too late for them to save it.

Yang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, as if the spirit had returned to his body, his body was slightly sideways, and the Feizhen Sword was blocked in front of his chest, it was at this moment that Yang Chen was able to dodge the frontal attack of Wu Zhongliu, only to see sparks flying, and the two swords were intertwined. There was a soft stabbing sound, and Wu Zhongliu disappeared again. Yang Chen's long sword danced, the sword qi changed, sometimes a fire dragon appeared, sometimes an ice dragon appeared, the blow just now seemed to be easy to dodge, but it was actually very dangerous, the wood vitality in Yang Chen's body had been exhausted, and now he could only use fire vitality and water vitality to resist, but the Fei Zhen Sword was refined with wood attributes when refining, and at this time, using the other two kinds of vitality was obviously not able to exert the greatest power.