The breeze was blowing above the snow of the thousand mountains, and Dai He held the thunder giant sword, and the wisps of golden light slowly flowed on it.

Seeing that Ye Piaoling finally inspired the 'white jade piece', the textured face of Dai He's six-zhang golden body showed a satisfied look, glanced at Chen Mo behind him, and spoke again: "You are a strong man, you should understand the Dao of cultivation, you should not be stumbling over external objects, let go of the kid behind you, break the bond, you and I will do our best." ”

When several cultivators outside the arena heard this, they couldn't help but whisper: "If you don't make a move, what are you talking about?"

Some of the other cultivators glanced at the monk who was speaking, their eyes showing disdain.

Dai He's words are a manifestation of his respect for the strong.

This kind of plot and momentum of doing everything to defeat the opponent, not leaving the slightest flaw or regret for yourself or the opponent is the unique talent of the strong.

And those who can't understand the connotation of these are destined to become strong people like them.

The battle of masters is also this kind of invisible battle of momentum.

Dai He's performance made them even more excited about how Ye Piaoling would react.

Facing the master of the Vientiane Immortal Sect who is going all out, will this cultivator surnamed Ye put that kid down and put on the small five-element magic robe at the same time.

If he did do this, although he lost the momentum, it was the most correct decision.

Dai He has a golden body protector, Ye Xiu has a small five-element magic robe, the two fight, the outcome is unpredictable, maybe he and that kid may survive.

Ye Piaoling naturally heard Dai He's words clearly, but he didn't move differently, just standing still in the void.

By this time the crown of his hair had fallen, and his long hair floated and swayed in the breeze, brushing his handsome, blood-stained face.

Under the hair, his slightly pursed lips were drawn into a straight line;

The bridge of his nose was as straight as his back, refusing to bend in the slightest.

Although there was blood in the corners of his eyes, his eyes were full of energy, and his steel cone-like gaze pierced Dai He, who turned into a six-zhang golden man, and finally spoke: "Your Excellency said that Ye should not be stumbled by foreign objects, don't you know that Your Excellency yourself is also stumbling by foreign objects?"

"Huh?"

Dai He's huge golden eyes like copper bells narrowed slightly, and he slowly spoke: "How could Dai have ever stumbled over foreign objects?"

"Your Excellency's blind pursuit of a fair war in your heart is not another kind of stumbling up to foreign things?"

"Your Excellency and Ye both have stumbling up, and it is for a fair fight. ”

Ye Piaoling's voice was not in a hurry or slow, but when Dai He heard it at this time, he was shocked in his heart.

Ever since he realized and cultivated the Yang Thunder Golden Light Mantra, he thought that if he wanted to succeed in this technique, he would have to be bright in his heart, and everything he had to be upright.

This intention was not wrong, but he overcorrected it and pursued the so-called absolute fairness, but he fell behind because of it.

At this time, Ye Piaoling said a word, and he woke up like a dream.

At this moment of awakening, his golden body surged to six zhang and nine feet, and his strength actually increased slightly, and he faintly touched the threshold of the seven zhang golden body.

Dai He took a deep breath, feeling the changes in his body, and he felt a little more grateful in his heart.

Seeing that Ye Piaoling was still carrying Chen Mo behind his back at this time, Dai He's voice revealed a kind of respect: "Whether as an enemy or a friend, Daoyou are worthy of admiration, today, Dai has been taught, and next, I hope that Daoyou can catch it." ”

As he spoke, his other two palms, which were originally empty, also slowly pressed down on the hilt of the Thunder Sword.

At that moment, a violent aura suddenly overflowed from Dai He's body, and the thunder sword in his hand increased by a few feet, and the thunder on it shone brightly, and the terrifying power made many cultivators in the distance shocked.

At the same time, a cultivator was surprised: "This cultivator surnamed Ye has so much courage and high vision, he actually broke the bottleneck of Nadaihe in one word, and let his cultivation rise to another level, in order to seize the momentum, but like this, can he live?"

In the face of this surge of power, Ye Piaoling's expression became even more solemn, and there was no longer any way to hide his hand, and fighting against such a master, this battle would be meaningful.

It's just that...

Glancing at Chen Mo behind him, a hint of softness flashed in Ye Piaoling's eyes, and he slowly spoke: "Dao Zhengfeng, you and I brothers go together." ”

Saying that, Ye Piaoling turned his head, the cultivation of the tenth layer of qi cultivation in his body was running wildly, he did not retain any spiritual power and the magic robe on his body, but poured all his spiritual power into the 'white jade ruler' in a desperate manner, and a strong white light bloomed in an instant, and the light was even more blazing at this time.

Seeing this, all the cultivators' faces changed, not only because they were terrified of the terrifying power emanating from the white jade ruler, but also because they were shocked by Ye Piaoling's madness.

If the white jade ruler couldn't stop the thunder sword, and there was no magic robe, he would definitely die, and there would be no chance of surviving.

Did he think he would be able to stop the terrifying thunder sword?

Or is he crazy?

With the crazy injection of spiritual power, Ye Piaoling's expression became extremely focused, and at the same time, his face turned pale instantly, and his wheezing voice became rapid.

He knew that he had no choice, and that was exactly his choice, to lose, to die, just... It has affected the junior and younger brothers.

Behind Ye Piaoling, Chen Mo looked at his senior brother who was doing his best, tears rolled down his eyes, he desperately wanted to suppress the poison of cold fire in his body, but his cultivation was still much worse.

"How can I improve my strength a little more... What the hell is going to be?"

Chen Mo roared in his heart, as long as he improved his strength a little, he could suppress the cold fire poison, and the senior brother would not need to give himself the little Five Elements magic robe, he would not need to fight with himself on his back, and he would not need to fight with life and death like these people.

Chen Mo hated himself so much, hated himself for being so weak, hated himself for being incompetent, hated himself for dragging down his senior brother, tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes, it was not a pity for him to die, but senior brother...

Chen Mo blamed himself strongly in his heart, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, he looked stunned, then became fierce, quickly closed his eyes, and after a while, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and red and blue still appeared on his face again.

At this time, Chen Mo was doing his best, and finally broke a little of his senior brother's prohibition and summoned out a trace of spiritual power, but he also suffered internal injuries because of this, and the cold fire poison wanted to explode again.

There was no time to take care of these, Chen Mo's spiritual power reached into the bag, and a jade slip surfaced and stuck to his forehead.

At this time, Ye Piaoling couldn't take care of Chen Mo's state, he had already concentrated all his energy on this battle.

Under his frantic urging, the light of the white jade piece covered the blazing sun, and slammed into Dai He's thunder sword.

At that moment, Ye Piaoling's eyes widened, he looked directly at everything in front of him, without flinching, there was still a faint trace of excitement in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In an instant, his smile was swallowed up by endless light.