The giant sword in Shuangye's hand, the Ice Blade, is made from the dragon bone of a cold dragon in the tribe who has been practicing for nearly a thousand years, and with the essence blood of the dragon soul, there is only one sword in the world that gathers the most cold and cold qi!

As soon as this sword came out, within three zhang, the dragon soul was cleansed, and the cold attacked people, all of which were frozen in ice.

If Jing Ye was able to take his own sword before, it was the red mantle's fire dragon spear that resisted the cold aura, but just now a sword broke Jing Ye's Five Elements Technique, and the sword fell on his left arm, which should have frozen half of his body and cut him in half with a sword.

Who knew that the man's left arm was not devoured by ice, but at the moment when the sword entered his left arm, the smoke steamed, and instantly turned into a curling cloud, and the cold frost washed by the giant sword was actually evaporated without a trace.

Frost Ye lost his mind in an instant, Jing Ye raised the spear with his strength, and suddenly the giant sword pressed on the spear flew out, and Frost Ye took two steps back before he stabilized his body.

At this moment, Jing Ye's eyes were blood-red, and he strode up, and once again raised his sword, this time he held the spear with both hands, and smashed it towards the top of Shuangye's head!

The violent power carried the wind gusting towards him, and the frost ye roared, and the frost blade shook forward, and in an instant, the ice splashed, and the cold light scraped the bones!

The corners of Tsing Yi's clothes in front of Jing Ye froze in one place, but he was completely fearless, and the spear fell heavily!

"Boom!"

Metallic sounds, icy glows!

This time, Frost Ye was completely furious, and directly launched the Ice-Yi Jiaolong's natal supernatural power, the Frozen Domain.

On the battle platform, the ice spread for three feet, and endless water vapor cold light condensed in the air, and under his feet, with him as the center, cold ice pillars suddenly stood up around him, and it was actually a piece of ice, as if it was a snowfield.

The dragon clan's natal supernatural power realm is like the spiritual crown of the fourth realm of the human monk, and the biggest difference between the demon cultivation path and the human race is that each demon is born with a natal supernatural power related to the power of their bloodline, and at this time, the frosty realm of frost is the embodiment of his cultivation to the fourth realm, the natal supernatural power!

One hundred and ten icicles were erected on the Baizhang battle platform, the ice was agitated, the cold was pressing, and the power of the dragon clan's divine soul spread and strangled, almost allowing the thorn leaves to breathe.

But seeing that the spear in Jing Ye's hand was full of cold, covered by frost, the frost and cold qi still spread towards Jing Ye's body.

Jing Ye's heart trembled, and he let go suddenly, Rao was like this, and there was already inch of frost between his left and right hands.

Fortunately, his blood was boiling, and his fighting spirit was shocking, and the frost that appeared melted away in the blink of an eye.

He clenched his fists, the frost evaporated, and he stood on the battle platform full of ice cubes, his whole body was full of murderous energy, he abandoned the seven-foot spear, strode away, and rushed towards the frost.

The six-armed Tongshen Fist opened and closed, Jing Ye's whole body was forced by the frost dragon's cold air, and the jade pendant around his neck revealed brilliance, so he continued to move forward!

"Kill!"

His eyes were bloody, Jing Ye burst out with a roar, and the Huoyun Qilin stepped into the phantom divine walk, and the speed soared to the extreme, directly in front of Shuangye, and his left and right fists rushed straight to the door!

Frost Ye was suddenly shocked, he suddenly realized that the frost realm that his dragon soul was brewing could not only stop Jing Ye, but on the contrary, the power of his divine soul was losing little by little!

This is a very strange scene, and the guests under the battle stage can't see the clues, but Shuangye's own feeling at this moment is extremely clear.

The power of the dragon soul in the frozen realm is being devoured by a strange force.

Even so, Shuangye is brave after all, his eyes are stunned, and he is indomitable!

He let out a low roar, flicking the Ice Frostblade Greatsword with both hands and stabbing towards the rushing thorn leaves.

This time, both of them did not hesitate, and their domineering and incomparable power exploded to the extreme!

Suddenly, the swords and fists were wrong, and the killing moves of the two fell on each other steadily, the Bingyi Frost Blade fell on Jing Ye's body, blood shot out, and the phantom of the iron fist fell on the chest of Shuangye, and his face turned pale!

However, after this blow, both of them had no scruples and continued to attack each other brazenly!

The two fought hand-to-hand, and their moves were extremely fast, one attacked wildly with a sword, and the other was a six-armed god, and only a dazzling phantom was left on the battle platform.

However, during the tea time, the two of them made hundreds of moves, all of them were crazy and fighting, and Shuangye was also red-eyed, and the giant sword Bingyi Frost Blade even became a little agile and elegant in his hand, and the sword aura was like a rainbow!

Jing Ye's body was covered in blood, but he finally waited for the best time, and in an instant, he finally had a six-armed divine fist, six arms in one, and the last move fell on Shuangye.

"Boom!"

With a bang, Shuangye was directly shocked out this time, and fell on the edge of the battle platform, his face was pale, and there was no bloodshot at the corner of his mouth.

Look at the night stained with blood, the figure is crumbling, the messy hair is mixed with frost, and he suddenly raises his eyes to look at the frost, the killing intent is obvious!

There was a lot of noise and discussion below, and the talented dragon boy was defeated!

Someone also quibbled: "The dragon clan has been proud of the dragon soul spirit since ancient times, and Shuangye has never transformed, so it can't be regarded as losing!"

"But after all, the consumption is too serious, Ye Ziyu is also the leader of the Six Veins Association in Shushan, and it is not unjust to lose, but according to this kind of competition, the next person will play, and Ye Ziyu should be dead or alive!"

Just when there was a lot of discussion in the crowd, there was another shocking change on the battle platform, and the thorn leaf pressed towards Shuangye step by step, and suddenly, there was a cloud of qi in his hand, revealing a long sword with a whole body like ink, and the murderous aura was turbulent, and it was unobstructed!

"It's so boring, Golden Scales, Xuanyi, you two go up together, and break that kid's body into ten thousand pieces, the auspicious time has arrived!" Zi Yan watched Jing Ye force towards Shuangye, and suddenly said with a gloomy face.

"Order!"

A boy with a pair of blue scales and wings said yes to a golden-clad boy with two horns.

At this moment, Jing Ye on the battle platform suddenly raised the ink sword seven stars in his hand and roared: "Die!"

A sword slashed at Frost who fell in the corner!

Everyone under the battle platform suddenly froze, and a frost storm suddenly burst out from the battle platform!

"Boom!"

The ice was splashing, and the cold wind was whistling, and the sword that fell from the thorn leaf actually touched an incomparably strong wave of frost qi, which made his cheeks hurt, and the fine ice that shot out splashed all over his body, and the blood on his body was surging.

Jing Ye looked coldly at the storm that rose into the sky, and the frost storm more than ten feet high was hovering like a hurricane, and a huge green dragon figure faintly appeared inside!

But at this moment, the anger in Jing Ye's heart was like a river rushing, killing intent Lingyun, he ignored the layers of wounds on his body, and shouted: "Swallow the sky, kill!"

In an instant, Jing Ye's eyes were blood-red, and he flew up from the ground, and suddenly rushed into the storm, the storm swirled, the ice and water arrows were agitated, and the sound of fighting inside was endless, but the field was blurry.

But when I heard a sad dragon chant that shook the sky, the spectators below trembled.

When he looked at it again, suddenly a figure was shaken out of the storm, fell more than ten zhang and rolled to the ground, Jing Ye staggered with a look of resentment and stood up again with the ink sword.

At this moment, people looked at the frost storm that was gradually dissipating, and they were stunned!

A green dragon more than ten zhang long soared into the air, hovered in the air a few times, and suddenly fell down, falling under the battle platform.

When everyone looked at it, they found that there was a bowl-sized wound on the neck of the dragon full of turquoise scale armor, and the blood could not flow.

Elder Shushan saw it in his eyes, and immediately rushed over, and healed the dragon and stopped the wound.

And on the battle platform, a twenty-zhang long golden dragon rushed to the battle platform, the blood mouth was wide open, roaring at the thorn leaf, and there was a seventeen or eighteen zhang long big winged dragon, the big wings trembled, spewed out a flame, and rushed straight towards the unstable thorn leaf.

The blazing flames rushed in, Jing Ye's eyes were bright and blood-red, and he had the heart to kill the enemy, but he was weak to return to the sky!

At this moment, a golden figure suddenly appeared in front of Jing Ye, protecting him behind him and blocking the flames in the sky for him!

Xuanlong opened his teeth and danced his claws, standing in front of Jing Ye, with a six-foot-tall body, looking at the two big dragons in front of him, which were dozens of times larger, without fear, and shouted: "You dragon sons and grandsons, you don't know how to lift! The master is going to do the way for the dragon today, and call you to be dragons again!"

As he spoke, Xuanlong suddenly exerted extremely strange steps and rushed towards Yinglong Xuanyi, who was swallowing flames in the air, and suddenly a golden dragon appeared, and Yinglong Xuanyi, whose whole body was as blue as the sea, was also startled, and suddenly spewed out a flame.

At the same time, the five-clawed golden dragon golden scales below also abandoned the dying thorn leaves, and the divine dragon swung its tail and swept towards the dragon in the air.

The Xuanlong was fast, small, and agile, and it flew away from the swept golden tail in a flash, but it plunged headlong into the flames of Ying Long's Xuanyi.

The flames burned, but the Xuanlong didn't care, the little claws flew and grabbed the beads of Ying Long's eyes, the flames couldn't help the Xuanlong, the Xuanlong was suddenly startled, and the blue scaly armor wings on the right swept directly towards the Xuanlong.

This time, it landed firmly on Xuanlong, and Xuanlong flew out with a miserable scream, and it happened that the tail of the golden-scaled dragon swept again, and the Xuanlong was directly knocked out of the sky.

The screams were heartbreaking, and the Xuanlong head flew away like a ball in the distance.

In front of him was the majestic Dragon Crystal Hall with a height of 100 zhang, and then I heard the old man of the Dragon Clan standing on the steps in front of the hall shouting: "The auspicious time has come, the princess will come out of the pavilion and make a ceremony!"

Suddenly, Xuanlong saw a small star in his eyes, which slammed into the cold jade pillar of the Crystal Dragon Palace, and then made a circle and fell down the palace.

But listening to the sound of fairy music, the gongs and drums were noisy, and a hundred and ten big red hydrangeas were worn on their heads by the dragon-shaped dragon and soared into the sky.

Among the thousands of banquets below, the guests all applauded and celebrated, and the bride of the phoenix crown and the xia curtain wore a red hijab and walked out step by step in fifteen or sixteen for the brightly dressed women.

The red carpet was spread, and there was a woman in red next to the bride with red makeup smiling, leading the bride outside, who was the first person in the Swallow Building in the past, Zhao Yanran.

For a while, the sound of musical instruments, applause, and congratulatory cheers rang out.

The eldest grandson Yu looked brilliant, wearing a wide golden robe with an indescribable extraordinary, heroic spirit, striding on the red carpet, walking up the steps, to greet the person he liked, the joy and excitement were indescribable.

I still remember the vast clouds, standing on the pine on the side of the ethereal peak cliff, raising his eyes and looking into the distance, looking at the slender white clothes, playing and singing on the ground, as if the fairy outside the world came to the world.

Year after year, year after year, whether she comes or not, she will look at the lofty mountain, looking for that curtain of dreams, ten miles of tenderness.

Acacia day and night makes people's liver and intestines broken.

And now Yiren is dressed in red makeup, walking slowly, walking gently and shallowly towards him, this haunting obsession has become real in an instant.

Eldest Sun Yu's mood was throbbing, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, under the gaze of everyone, he walked up the stairs step by step with his golden clothes and long sleeves, and saw that he was about to arrive in front of Ouyang Hua.

However, at this moment, a large cloud of golden things fell from the sky!