With a swing of the sword, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a lot, and a white mist rose out of thin air on the frost sacrifice sword. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoA silver light that was so fast that he couldn't even track his eyes flashed in the air, hitting Peng Zilang's eyebrows.

The originally turbulent air suddenly calmed down, and it looked extremely strange.

In the next second, the waves rose again! The air shook, and in this small room, a small storm of air currents was formed, making a sharp whistling sound. In this small air flow, the sword light came out of the sky like antelope horns, and there was no trace, but it was locked on Peng Zilang's body, making his hair stand on end in an instant. Before he could see the trajectory of the sword light clearly, the cold sword qi had already arrived in front of him!

Peng Zilang propped up his right hand, and the thunder on the spear flashed, sending out a few consecutive strokes in the air, and a purple power grid suddenly formed between his hands. He pushed his hands forward, and the net flashed with thunderous sparks, and the sound of electricity was sparkling, and the furious thunder and lightning covered the spear, mixed with unparalleled power, and swept forward. He didn't look for the sword light that broke through the sky at all, but broke through ten thousand laws with one force, and wanted to block the space in front of him with the power of violent thunder, locking the cold abyss in front of him.

His reaction was perfect, but Han Yuan was an instinct that had been tempered in countless actual battles, how could he not have expected such a counterattack? As soon as he swung his sword, he did not retreat from the defense at all, but directly danced the Frost Sacrifice Sword, slashed his left hand in the air, and a small ice sword immediately floated in the air. These countless Ling Yan Ice Swords refracted in the air/Thousands of fragmented spiritual lights, the storm formed by the convergence of cold ice, and the sword light like a match poured towards Peng Zilang, like a galaxy rewinding, rushing down!

Peng Zilang's right hand was slammed into this huge force, and the spear was out of his hand, and he was instantly swallowed by the ice blade storm. However, his face only changed slightly, and then he immediately calmed down, and his hands fluttered rapidly, expanding more than ten times in an instant, almost enveloping half of the room, and stopping all the menacing ice blade storms in the future.

Countless small ice-bladed swords spun wildly, making the sound of ice and snow being squeezed and shattered, and the fine, dense silver-white light flashed wildly, trying to get out of the encirclement. The furious thunder on the network line flickered non-stop, as if countless thunder dragons were staggered horizontally and vertically, blocking and devouring the sword light composed of ice and snow. The thunder light gradually dissipated, and the blocked ice blades also turned into nothingness.

Peng Zilang's expression was a little tired, but he still showed a faint proud smile. He stretched out his hand, and the spear spontaneously jumped up and fell into his hand. However, in this moment of distraction, he suddenly saw a little white aura.

In his eyes, all the people or things in the room did not exist, as if he was in the night sky, the sky was spinning, it was pitch black, only the little white light was as bright as a star. Then, this white light completely exploded, and a circle of dazzling white light bloomed, washing his eyes into pure white!

Han Yuan's left index finger was lightly volleyed.

Peng Zilang suddenly blinked his eyes, completely woke up from the illusion, and wanted to resist with a gun. However, a whistling sound exploded in his ears, and he only felt a burning pain in his cheeks, and a huge roar sounded behind him. In an instant, the ground shook, and the whole room seemed to shake violently!

The roar gradually dissipated, and the afterglow made their ears buzz. Peng Zilang stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, and his palm was red. If this was a battle of life and death, Han Yuan's blow just now did not fly by his face but hit his heart, and he was already a dead man. Peng Zilang was silent for a while, and finally took the spear and threw it away at Han Yuan, and said in a muffled voice: "You won!"

"It's just a surprise, it's you who are distracted. Han Yuan is not boasting, if it weren't for Peng Zilang being distracted to pick up the gun at a critical moment, it would be really hard to say who would win and who would lose. Peng Zilang's strength must not be underestimated, and he is even more faintly superior to himself in swordsmanship/body technique, but he has the small magic spell of Shattered Star Finger, which is a small victory at the last moment. And this is just a friendly exchange, if it is a real life-and-death fight, the two of them start to kill, no one dares to predict the result. It would be ridiculous to feel complacent about such a trivial victory.

Peng Zilang quickly adjusted his mentality, and when he heard Han Yuan's words, he shook his head and retorted: "If you lose, you lose, what kind of distraction, if you are distracted in a battle of life and death, do you want to blame others for killing you? I didn't expect that you were born in a foreign sect, and you even practiced two small magic spells, and I didn't lose unjustly." After a while, when I will cultivate the little magic spell purely/proficiently, you and I will fight again! Han Yuan, you are very strong, and you are qualified to be my friend!"

When Han Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "I thought we had been friends for a long time. ”

Peng Zilang was slightly stunned, hesitated, and still said "um". His expression seemed to be trying his best to maintain his previous arrogant and cold appearance, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised/curled, which still revealed his happy mood at the moment. Han Yuan knew that he was such an awkward character, and of course he wouldn't be angry with him about it.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled a little. Neither of them is a man of words, and although they do not speak, their friendship with each other is self-evident. They had only met each other a few times, and they didn't seem to even talk much, but it was enough to make two young people of their similar age friends.

They were all peers, and Han Yuan and Peng Zilang quickly became familiar with each other thoroughly and became one. Speaking of the wonderful exchange just now, the two of them admired each other very much, and Han Yuan took the opportunity to ask about the spell of the thunder net.

Peng Zilang didn't hide it either, and explained to Han Yuan seriously: "That's my little magic spell Thunder Dragon Lock Spirit Net, it's a defensive spell, it's rare, right? As he spoke, he instructed again: "The Little Divine Power Spell is extremely precious, even the lowest-level ones are the objects of competition by elite disciples, let alone the high-level ones. I see that your two small magic spells are good, and the so-called wealth is moving, so you still have to be careful to hide it. ”

After speaking, he hurriedly added another sentence, and explained as if he wanted to cover up: "Of course, I'm not worried about you, it's just that you are not an elite disciple, and you don't have the support of a master or family, if someone makes money and kills, I have no opponent." ”

"I understand. Han Yuan naturally understood Peng Zilang's character, and did not break it, and agreed with a smile. Ice Blade Thousand Flashes are okay, the Shattered Star Finger is his hole card, and Han Yuan certainly won't casually expose his hole cards. If it weren't for his trust in Peng Zilang's character, he wouldn't have used this trick in the exchange just now.

However, Peng Zilang's "low-level" and "high-level" made him very interested. There are high and low grades of martial arts and spells, and he knows this, is it possible that there are also high and low magic spells?

Peng Zilang knew Han Yuan's origin, but he didn't know much about the knowledge of these cultivation realms, so he immediately explained it to him.