Chapter Eighty-Eight: Strange Cold and Icy Strength

"So, I'm afraid we can't talk about it?"

Yang Xuan sneered continuously, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his dark eyes, "How are you doing?"

Wen Yuan snorted lightly, "It's very simple, take me three moves, if you can take it, it can be regarded as finding a place for my brother Yanlie, I Wen Yuan promises that I will never trouble you again"

"I'm grass, you're really a hypocrite, take you three times? Who do you think you are? Yang Xuan has just experienced a big battle, and the consumption is not light, you jumped out at this time, you have already peeled off your face and are ready to lose it, right?"

The fat man scolded on the side, and his language was extremely vulgar, but at this time, no one felt that it was inappropriate, except for Wen Yuan, whose face instantly turned blue. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The onlookers in the audience also felt this way in their hearts, it was really shameless, a core disciple, who changed the Fa, troubled a monk who had just entered the inner gate, and used such a lame reason, and what was even more strange was that he was shameless to this extent.

"How? Do you dare?"

Wen Yuan was aggressive, it can be said that in order to teach Yang Xuan a lesson, make him realize that he is powerful, and restrain his future actions, it can be said that he has done everything, and he doesn't care about people's words at all, after all, the identity of his core disciple is there, and others may be disdainful, but it can't be said on the bright side, it doesn't matter much.

Besides, it is for the love of your heart, even if so, what can you do?

"Why? Don't you dare?"

Yang Xuan's face was cold, his elegant face was full of expression, he gently patted the shoulder of the fat man beside him, signaled him to leave, turned around and stared straight at Wen Yuan:

"That's all you have, why don't you dare?"

As he spoke, Fan Chen's pen was golden, pointing directly at Wen Yuan, who was looking smug in front of him, and said indifferently, "Let's make a move"

"Yang Xuan......" The fat man was in a hurry, but what he wanted to say was interrupted by him raising his hand, in desperation, he glanced at the other party hatefully, turned over and stepped off the stage, glanced at the two people who were caught in the confrontation in the field again, turned around and left, walking in a hurry, but he didn't know where to go.

Wen Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to it, his purpose was only Yang Xuan alone.

"Good courage, worthy of being a master ranked 227th on the Blue Immortal List"

"Don't talk nonsense, what means is there, I, Yang Xuan, will follow" Saying this, his mind moved, the operation of the golden thunder in his body accelerated, and the invisible heaven and earth vitality was absorbed into his body like a whale, and he seized all the time to recover the lost true yuan.

This kind of energy fluctuation was sensed by Wen Yuan, and he smiled coldly at the moment, thinking secretly in his heart, "How can I give you this opportunity?"

The momentum of the whole body was instantly released, and the fierce coercion that belonged to the realm of creation and transformation permeated the field, impacting the energy of heaven and earth into a messy situation, and the white palm was slightly raised, faintly condensing the general momentum, awe-inspiring and mighty.

"First move, Yang Xuan, don't die"

With a smile, Wen Yuan slapped out with a palm, and the powerful energy gushed, and the three feet in front of him instantly formed an illusory energy palm print, and the infinite wind pressure condensed, rushing straight ahead.

Yang Xuan didn't dare to be careless, the other party was a cultivator of the Desperate Realm of Creation, and he was not a little stronger than himself, and if he was not careful, he would have the power of death, and Wen Yuan's move seemed to have no intention of leaving his hand at all.

In an instant, the dust pen Jin Mang meditated, the thunder raged, and the huge golden pen shadow rose, the huge pen was horizontal, the coercion was strong, Yang Xuan grasped it with both hands, and waved it violently, just like the calligraphy of the fairy family, and the pen walked the dragon and snake.

Between the strokes of the brushstrokes impregnated with golden light, there are thick golden rays like ink, as if something is engraved on the illusory palm shadow.

As soon as the words of "righteous law" were spoken, three thunder arcs shot away, and in an instant, the two collided violently, erupting with an earth-shattering sound, and both disappeared into the void.

Yang Xuan's body shook suddenly, and he unconsciously took two steps back, obviously, in this fight, he was a little at a disadvantage.

Wen Yuan raised his eyebrows, moved his wrist slightly, his face was indescribably surprised, Yang Xuan's move just now was a move to defeat Yan Lie, it was indeed extraordinary, and he was able to disintegrate the palm print of sixty percent of his strength, and he just took two steps back, unloading his strength, and he was not injured.

This can't help but surprise him, you must know that he Wenyuan is a powerhouse in the realm of creation, far from being comparable to the realm of knowledge.

The realm of creation is closer to the perception of heaven and earth, secretly combining the mysteries of attributes, and comprehending the power of visions, although he has not yet comprehended visions, but it is indeed much stronger than divine thoughts.

Yang Xuan was also secretly frightened, worthy of being a core disciple, this seemingly fluttering palm actually forced himself to such an extent, the unfavorable pen and calligraphy righteousness in the past, but now it can only be undefeated.

"Hehe, you do have some strength, but I don't know if you can still take this second trick so lightly"

Wen Yuan was too lazy to do anything, and turned it over again with one palm, and the next move was already ready.

I saw that the momentum changed immediately, the giant palm was in the air, and it was full of subtle lines, but compared with the previous palm print, it was much more realistic and condensed, and the next moment, the air suddenly condensed, and the sound of the surging waves rose above the giant palm instantly, and the blue light that infected it was shining,

"Turning the Wave Palm" shouted softly, and slapped out with a fierce momentum with one hand, and the giant palm traveled between the waves, driving the waves, and there was a tendency to turn over the river, and the power was strong I don't know how much.

Yang Xuan's face changed suddenly, the huge palm print brought an unparalleled sense of oppression, opposing it, as if he was deeply under the pressure of heaven and earth, it was difficult to hold himself, thinking about this Wen Yuan's comprehension of the meaning of the water genus, I am afraid that it is extremely strong, core disciple, it is really not simple.

The mind was turning, Yang Xuan took the pen and fell into ink, the dense and innumerable small golden thunder condensed in front of him, "Chengxing" let out a low cry in his mouth, and thousands of golden mangs that were just like stars suddenly rose to the sky, driving the breeze to be cold, an invisible and mysterious barrier appeared in an instant, and changes began to appear in the sky.

It is like a scroll slowly spreading, escaping with a faint golden glow, lying across the sky, and the majestic and vast coercion is swept over, and in terms of momentum, it does not lose the palm print that is filled with a blue halo like the sea.

Wen Yuan's eyes widened, and Yang Xuan's moves gave him a strong feeling, which revealed a trace of mystical aura, but there was something like the feeling of the realm of creation.

"Impossible, he is the god Nian Zang, how can he use such a powerful attack?"

In addition to being surprised, his heart was ruthless, his palm was undulating, and in an instant, the speed of the palm print in the void skyrocketed, and he slammed straight towards the other party, ignoring the heavenly scrolls.

In this battle, Wen Yuan risked his disapproval to take this risky road, with two intentions, one was to teach Yang Xuan a lesson, so that he could recognize the gap with himself, and by the way, he could be more restrained with Youruo, as for the second, it was a temptation, for such a new inner disciple of Wangtian Palace, everything about him was a mystery, and the means of attack, all kinds of hole cards, including potential, etc., were not very clear.

And Wen Yuan let Yan Lie come forward first for this reason, but he didn't think about it, a monk who could be regarded as a leader in the inner gate was defeated with great ease.

"Even if you are highly talented, now you are just a monk with a divine mind, and I am more than a hundred times stronger than you...... Fight with me, hum!"

Anger started from the heart, the mind moved, and the hand unconsciously added strength, faintly, there seemed to be a subtle change in the blue palm print, and around the giant palm, it seemed to form small ice crystals, which were not conspicuous at all under the cover of the blue mang.

The palm print is as strong as ever, with an unrivaled momentum, as if the space will be exploded with one palm.

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed, and the dust pen suddenly fell, "After inheriting the stars"

In an instant, the scrolls above the sky were completely spread out, the rich golden rays flickered, the heavenly river reversed, and the sky tilted straight up, just like the fall of the stars, stirring up a vast aura of destruction.

"Boom" sounded, and the front of the palm print was on the meteorite, like a hand supporting the sky, lifting and destroying the countless stars, and for a while, the roar continued, which was quite shocking.

The ice-blue giant palm burst out with terrifying energy steam one after another, and the attacks of the two seemed to be helpless against anyone, and they froze in place.

Yang Xuan's face was solemn, his pale face twitched because of the repeated release of his big moves, and every time a star fell, the huge roar emitted had a strong anti-shock force, which made his internal organs vibrate, and a trace of extremely faint cold aura quietly entered his body, but at this moment, he couldn't detect it at all.

"Oh my God, it's so powerful"

"This is the strength of the core disciples of the Realm of Creation and Transformation?

"Yang Xuan is also very violent, he actually shook this palm print without falling into the wind"

The monks in the audience were all amazed by the collision between the two, among which Yang Xuan's moves were much stronger than the time when he was fighting with Yan Li, and for a while, the sound of gasping and cold air resounded repeatedly.

"So he didn't do his best?" Yan Lie also stood in the audience, looking at all this in horror, forgetting his own injuries, and only the intertwined ice blue and golden flashes remained in his eyes.

After a while, the situation was still deadlocked, only to see Wen Yuan's face sank, the corners of his mouth suddenly lifted a strange smile, and with a movement of his heart, the ice-blue giant palm with the momentum of supporting the sky exploded, instantly diffusing a rich frost aura, freezing all the stars.

The change came so suddenly that everyone didn't even have time to react.

Including Yang Xuan, he only felt that his body was invaded by an extremely cold energy in an instant, and the operation of the true yuan fell into stagnation, and the chill spread to the bone, and the pain pierced the heart.

"This ...... What's going on?" At this moment, a layer of frost formed on the tips of his eyebrows and hair, and the whole person felt as if he was in an ice cave, but the strange thing was that there was still a scorching sun hanging in the sky.

There are already two temperatures on the stage and off the stage, the audience is feverish, and the stage is filled with a layer of cold.

"It's ...... Wen Yuan's strange cold and icy strength, his killer weapon, is actually restrained in the palm print attack?"

"That's cheating, isn't it?"

"It can't be counted, Senior Brother Wen Yuan only said that he would let Yang Xuan pick him up three times, and he didn't promise what strength and means to use for the three moves?"

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Seeing this scene, the onlookers instantly erupted into an astonishing voice, on the one hand, they were amazed by the power of this strange cold and icy energy, and on the other hand, they had their own opinions on whether this method was cheating or not.

On the stage, at this moment, the terrifying, sky-tilting meteorite has long disappeared, Wen Yuan sneered constantly, his eyes fell on Yang Xuan, who was deeply immersed in the cold and his actions were becoming more and more difficult, his face was extremely proud, and he waved his hand gently, as if he wanted to shake off the dust that had never been contaminated.

"Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan, how does my strange cold taste taste? Hehe, it's still too naïve......

"Wenyuan, what are you doing?" A cold cry was passed into the room, and everyone was shocked to follow the reputation, but they saw a rich purple qi emerging from the sky, slowly drifting in, the speed seemed to be slow, but in fact it was extremely fast.