Chapter 470: Ice and Fire

The cold air swept wildly, and when Meng Nan raised his eyes, he saw the snow-white shadow of the dragon magnifying in front of him.

He felt a sudden shock in his heart, he didn't expect that the spirit of the giant ape summoned by him would be so vulnerable in front of the dragon, and under the slight awe, he felt Cao Yan's strength more and more.

He is worthy of being a man of the year in the academy!

Meng Nan sighed secretly, but although Cao Yan's strength seemed to be much stronger than him, he was not afraid, and in the face of the flying evil dragon, his mind became more and more peaceful.

Phew!

His figure flickered, and then he slid out a few feet quickly, and suddenly the broadsword in his hand slashed.

Airplanes!

The huge broadsword like a door panel trembled rapidly under the vibration of Haoran righteousness, and in an instant, a sharp sword light erupted from the sword body.

At this moment, the dragon roared in mid-air, Meng Nan's face was as steady as a rock, only his wrist was slightly steep, and suddenly, the broadsword slashed horizontally, bringing out a sword as straight as a ruler.

Brush!

The sword light was like lightning, and Haoran came out in a mad rage, and slashed directly at the dragon's head.

Poof-

With a dull sound, the crazy momentum of the dragon suddenly froze, but Meng Nan's face changed slightly, he only felt that his sword, as if it was slashed on the soft cotton, seemed to have a feminine and incomparable force, blocking the broadsword that slashed out angrily, and at the same time, an extremely cold cold air spread directly along the broadsword to the palm of his sword.

Sizzle!

Meng Nan gasped, and the gloomy cold air instantly invaded the meridians of his arm, freezing his arm numb, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and the cold air exploded all over his body.

What a weird!

This level of evil qi is enough to be included in the seventy-two earth evil list!

Meng Nan took a deep breath, frantically urged Haoran Righteous Qi, poured into his arm, and instantly cleared away the cold qi that had invaded his body, but after this blow, he suddenly realized how strange the evil qi that Cao Yan had refined into his body was.

At this time, the dragon in front of him flew over, opening its teeth and claws, and endless frost qi diffused out, tightly enveloping his body.

A touch of whiteness flashed across Meng Nan's face, and a thin layer of frost was instantly dyed on his brows and hair, and even the breath he exhaled was frozen into frost.

"Hmph, I want to see how long you can last under Lao Tzu's dragon transformation!"

In mid-air, Cao Yan exuded endless cold air from top to bottom, making his whole person look like a god in winter, and when he raised his hand, it was ice and snow.

He stared at Meng Nan with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Dragon Transformation is an extremely rare heaven-level martial art, and at this time, he combined his cold ice and absolute strength to attack, he believed that the latter's cultivation, which was far inferior to his own, would definitely not last ten breaths!

At this moment, Meng Nan's figure was extremely small in front of the dragon's several-long body, he swung his broadsword hard to slash at the dragon, but he couldn't destroy it in the slightest, unconsciously, the cold air around him became thicker, firmly enveloping Meng Nan's figure, and that small area was full of cold frost air.

Gradually, Meng Nan's movements seemed to be affected by the cold and became sluggish.

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven......"

Cao Yan squinted his eyes, watching Meng Nan gradually become powerless to resist under the suppression of the dragon change, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, he opened his mouth lightly, counting down breath by breath, as if waiting for the latter's death to come.

Suddenly, under Cao Yan's gaze, the golden broadsword in Meng Nan's hand disappeared out of thin air, he was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on his face gradually expanded, and he laughed arrogantly.

"Haha, can't you stop it?"

Cao Yan felt a burst of happiness in his heart, "It's just vulnerable!"

He laughed wildly, as if he saw Meng Nan's frightened expression before he died.

However, the smile on his face lasted less than a breath before it suddenly froze, and a touch of shock welled up in his eyes.

"What?"

Cao Yan exclaimed, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Seeing Meng Nan, who was imprisoned by the dragon transformation, his face did not fluctuate at all, he still had a calm expression, and after he put away the broadsword in his hand, his slender hands suddenly raised.

Brush!

It's like a butterfly wearing flowers, and it transforms into afterimages.

A flash of firelight, suddenly, lit up in Meng Nan's hand, like a little light in the darkness, which instantly attracted Cao Yan's attention.

It was a wisp of cyan flame, jumping in the cold air of the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it quickly grew larger under Meng Nan's control, and the next moment, a delicate green lotus appeared in front of Cao Yan's eyes.

The green lotus is only about the size of a palm, and above the lotus petals, wisps of cyan flames are beating.

I don't know why, Cao Yan looked at the strange green lotus, and his heart suddenly chuckled, and a bad feeling welled up.

He didn't think about it, he raised his right hand suddenly, and an even more violent Yuan Force surged out.

The dragon in front of Meng Nan seemed to feel the fluctuation of Cao Yan's mood, and under the urging of that Yuan force, it became more condensed, and fiercely waved its claws and rushed towards Meng Nan.

At this moment, Meng Nan's face was sad and joyless, a blazing fire flashed in his eyes, no one saw it, in his sea of consciousness, the divine spirit villain sitting in the void opened his spiritual eyes, and with a wave of his little hand, in an instant, the divine spirit sat down in the void The pyramid formed by the nine artistic conceptions trembled slightly, and a touch of blazing fire artistic conception came out of the body!

Whoop!

The green lotus in Meng Nan's hand, under the blessing of this wisp of fire, suddenly enlarged, and it became the size of a basin in a moment, and the strong Haoran righteousness surged, and the green lotus soared into the air in an instant, and crashed into the dragon that flew towards it.

"Buddha Fury Fire Lotus!"

Meng Nan roared, the blood burning in his chest, instantly dispelling the cold air that shrouded his body.

The next moment, Qinglian trembled, colliding with the snow-white dragon that was rising coldly!

Rumble!

A bang sounded, and Qinglian was smashed to pieces.

In an instant, lotus petals flew in mid-air, fluttering everywhere.

"Hmph, what hole cards do I have, it turns out that it's just useless, and it's vulnerable!" Cao Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this, but the next moment, his expression suddenly froze.

I saw that on the lotus petals flying all over the sky, there were wisps of blazing green flames at the same time, rising up!

"Qinglian...... Burning the sky!"

Meng Nan's faint voice resounded throughout the audience.

Immediately, the blue flames in the sky converged, forming a sea of cyan fire, directly submerging the figure of the dragon.

"Phew!"

Cao Yan gasped, his reaction was also fast, and he immediately manipulated the dragon to fight back.

In an instant, the extreme cold swept away in the sea of fire.

Boom Boom!

The two powerful and incomparable fluctuations, one cold and one hot, were entangled, turning into a terrifying impact and sweeping away in all directions.

Fire and ice!