Due to Huang Tianba's inexplicable move, the Eastern Helm took the first victory and temporarily took the lead in this small battle.

Zhang Xueyin's white sword gradually changed, and the sharp ice blade covered the original sword body, emitting a faint luster in the darkness.

And Yun Wuyi's spear glows throughout, sacred and peaceful.

The two fought together again, and the white sword strengthened by the ice was heavier and had a wider attack range, and for a while, they were even fighting with Yun Wuyi.

After colliding with the spear once, Zhang Xueyin quickly retreated with that force, and at the same time, his hand shook, shattering the ice covering the white sword, and then a sword swung out.

"Frost Seal!"

Those ice cubes instantly split into countless tiny ice slags, and under Zhang Xueyin's technique, they attacked Yun Wuyi with great force.

Seeing this, Yun Wuyi stopped attacking, stepped forward with a gun in both hands, stepped with his feet, and put on an ordinary marksmanship starting style, standing in place as steady as a mountain.

"The iron rope crosses the river!"

The next moment, the entire battle platform was covered in wind and snow, making it impossible to see the situation inside.

Only a few people could vaguely see that in the snowstorm, Yun Wuyi's figure was frozen in place like an iron mountain, motionless.

After a few breaths, the wind and snow stopped suddenly, and everyone hurriedly looked at it, and they were shocked.

Zhang Xueyin was in the corner of the battle platform, squatting in place, panting, obviously the true yuan had dried up.

Yun Wuyi, on the other hand, turned into an ice sculpture, still standing in place.

"Senior Brother Zhang, is this considered a win?" Looking at the two people on the field, Xiao Lingyu asked a little worriedly.

Zhang Hui didn't speak, he could only sense that Zhang Xueyin's state was extremely poor, but Yun Wuyi's side seemed to be silent.

"Defeated? I'm afraid it's not that simple. ”

As a representative figure of several rudders and a leader of the younger generation, Zhang Hui naturally knows the depth of Yun Wuyi and Zhang Xueyin.

In his opinion, after Yun Wuyi came back from the War Beast Plains this time, he would definitely be stronger than Zhang Xueyin!

Sure enough, the next moment, the sound of breaking ice sounded, and Yun Wuyi suddenly shook the ice around him and regained his freedom.

Locked Zhang Xueyin's position, Yun Wuyi directly raised the gun and pressed it, Zhang Xueyin hurriedly defended, but unfortunately his state was too bad.

A little bit of cold light continued to light up on him, and then the red blood slowly flowed, and in just a few breaths, Zhang Xueyin seemed to be defeated.

After piercing Zhang Xueyin's left shoulder once, Yun Wuyi took a step back, looked at him and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, give up, you can't beat me now." ”

Zhang Xueyin bowed her head slightly and did not speak.

Abandon?

I didn't have a name, and I shouldn't have lived in this world.

It was Yin Longjiang who saved him, accepted him as his righteous son, named him, and taught him to cultivate.

Zhang Xueyin, who was originally easy-going, ran around for Yin Longjiang and offended many people, even provoking this small battle to help his father-in-law seek benefits.

Seeing that Zhang Xueyin didn't speak, Yun Wuyi shook his head, ready to knock him out with a gun.

"Huh?"

Just as he was about to start, a biting cold suddenly erupted on Zhang Xueyin's body, forcing Yun Wuyi to retreat.

Running the true yuan dispelled the cold qi in his body, Yun Wuyi looked at Zhang Xueyin who was slowly standing up in front of him, his eyes were solemn.

At the same time, Cheng Moyuan below frowned slightly, and said, "This kid is too messy." ”

"What's the matter? The True Yuan in this Xue Yin's body was about to be exhausted just now, how could he recover so quickly now. The Moyu Lion King also saw a scene and was puzzled.

"Just look at it, Moshi, you can always be ready to make a move. Cheng Moyuan didn't seem to want to say more, but just told the Moyu Lion King to pay attention.

Yun Wuyi looked at Zhang Xueyin in front of him and sighed slightly.

"As for getting to this point?"

Zhang Xueyin shook her head and said softly, "Senior Brother Yun, you don't understand. ”

"I really don't understand. Yun Wuyi stood his spear in front of him, ready to meet the enemy.

At this time, Zhang Xueyin's appearance had changed slightly, and her whole face looked extremely stiff, as if she had been frozen.

And the wounds on his body also miraculously recovered, and the blood holes pierced by the spear were sealed by the ice at this time.

Bingling burial, Yin Longjiang's unique secret technique, overdrawing the activity of the body, can greatly improve combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

However, if you continue to use it, you will cause irreversible damage to yourself, and the over-consumed parts of your body will permanently turn into ice cubes.

"Senior Brother Yun, be careful!"

Zhang Xueyin threw away the white sword in his hand, and stepped on his back foot violently, the place he touched instantly turned into ice, and then collapsed inch by inch, and his whole person rushed forward like lightning.

Yun Wuyi picked up the dragon spear and pressed the barrel of the spear against Zhang Xueyin's fist, but he didn't know that the whole spear couldn't withstand the pressure, and suddenly bent, and it was about to break.

"Cloud Velvet Armor. ”

In desperation, Yun Wuyi could only hastily pinch a trick, covering his body with a layer of soft cloud armor, and then turned slightly sideways to remove the pressure on the spear.

But the price is that his body took the punch.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Yun Wuyi quickly stood up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and looked at Zhang Xueyin indifferently.

"Senior Brother Zhang, stop, if you continue like this, your right hand will be wasted. ”

Yun Wuyi saw that the skin on Zhang Xueyin's right arm had turned white, and knew that the backlash of Bingling's burial had come.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yun, for your concern. ”

Zhang Xueyin bowed down and replied sincerely, but then made an attacking posture again.

This time, a chill was already rising in his chest, and a little bit of ice shards appeared on his clothes out of thin air.

Seeing this, Yun Wuyi knew that there was no possibility of dissuasion, so he immediately stuck the dragon spear on the ground, and the whole person sat cross-legged and floated in the air.

"What did Wu Yi think about using the Holy Dragon Spear at this time. Zhang Hui said with a frown.

"That's right, although this tactic is very powerful, it takes too long to condense the true element. Jiang Ziyan on the side nodded and agreed.

Hayama, who was the rudder in the west, and the woman with the veil in the rudder in the south, also looked at the stage suspiciously at this time.

Yun Wuyi once used this trick to kill the hundred ghosts in one blow in the Hundred Ghost Array, but at that time, Jiang Ziyan, Qu Yue and others bought him a stick of incense!

Zhang Xueyin will not give him time to prepare slowly.

"Senior Brother Yun, I'm offended!"

Seeing that Yun Wuyi had closed his eyes, the surrounding Zhenyuan began to gather frantically towards him, Zhang Xueyin immediately stopped hesitating and rushed towards Yun Wuyi.

And at the moment when Zhang Xueyin's footsteps rose, Yun Wuyi opened his eyes violently, and with a move of his hand, the dragon spear rose from the ground, floating above Yun Wuyi's head, and the tip of the spear was aimed at Zhang Xueyin, who was rushing quickly.

Immediately after, a dragon roar sounded, and a white dragon phantom appeared, enveloping the entire spear, and roared with teeth and claws.

"How is that possible!"

Zhang Hui could no longer maintain his casual expression, staring at the spear.

Jiang Ziyan also covered his mouth slightly, with shock in his eyes.

Cheng Moyuan's eyes flashed, and he looked at Yun Wuyi with interest.

"Holy Dragon Lance!"

As the magic formula took shape, the powerful True Yuan fluctuations began to spread, impacting everyone's hearts and shattering Zhang Xueyin's confidence.

"Come on!"

Without escaping and dodging, Zhang Xueyin urged Bingling to bury himself with all his might, his hair turned white in an instant, and he rushed towards Yun Wuyi without fear of death.

Yun Wuyi opened his mouth slightly, but the word 'extinguished' was a little speechless.

If this battle continues, no matter who loses or wins, Zhang Xueyin will definitely die.

In the final analysis, this is not a life-and-death battle after all, and killing a Tianjiao of the Tianyuan Sect here is impossible for Yun Wuyi, who knows the danger of the outside world.

What's more, in his heart, they have already won this small battle.

"I throw in the towel. ”

With a wave of his hand, Yun Wuyi withdrew the Holy Dragon Spear, and the spear lost the support of the True Yuan and fell into his hands.

Ignoring Zhang Xueyin, who was rushing towards him, Yun Wuyi put the spear on his back and walked directly to the stage.

He knew someone would take care of it all.

At the moment when Yun Wuyi admitted defeat, the Moyu Lion King had already made a move, knocking out Zhang Xueyin, who was going crazy, in two or three clicks, and then his hand moved everywhere on his body, sealing the flow of all true yuan, and forcibly stopping the burial of Bingling.

"You can't die, but you have to lie down for a few days. If it weren't for the fact that you were Yin Longjiang's righteous son, I would have admired you. ”

After the Moyu Lion King finished speaking, he directly threw the unconscious Zhang Xueyin into the group of disciples who were dividing the rudder in the north, and then clapped his hands, his teeth chattered: "It's really a little cold." ”

Glancing at Yun Wuyi, who was stepping down, the Moyu Lion King announced loudly: "Yun Wuyi takes the initiative to admit defeat, the winner, the northern rudder, Zhang Xueyin!"

Suddenly, the stadium erupted into violent cheers, but they were all from the eastern rudder.

"Senior Brother Yun, you are so handsome!

"Senior Brother Yun is so good! We don't blame you!"

Mo Heng's victory had already excited them, not to mention that in this battle, Yun Wuyi did not disgrace the eastern rudder!

Although he lost, he proved at least one thing, that is, we were better than yours on the first day of the Eastern Split!

On the other side, the disciples of the northern rudder also had complicated faces, looking at the man who came and went like a cloud, not knowing what they were thinking.

When Yun Wuyi passed in front of Zhang Hui, Zhang Hui grabbed him and asked, "Wuyi!

Jiang Ziyan and the others on the side also looked at him curiously.

Yun Wuyi naturally knew what Zhang Hui was asking, shook his head with a smile, and did not speak.

How can I reveal the trick I have worked on with great difficulty?

Returning to the eastern rudder, Yun Wuyi reluctantly rejected the kindness of the disciples and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Forget about the male disciples, some female disciples actually want to beat his legs and pinch his waist? He can't afford it.

Raising his head slightly and glancing at Lin Yang, who was still in the air, Yun Wuyi slowly closed his eyes and began to meditate and pranayama.

"Hey, Senior Brother, don't you care if Senior Brother Lin can win?"

Yun Wuyi shook his head and did not speak.

In his opinion, how could Lin Yang lose against Wang He!