"Really?"

Looking at the smile on the corner of Yang Xuan's mouth, it seemed to be indifferent, but it was more like a mockery, this kind of indifferent attitude almost made Wen Yuan crazy, his face was instantly gloomy and terrifying, and a strong killing intent gradually condensed in his eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He even thought that Youruo's choice was really right, this Yang Xuan was indeed stronger than himself, but in the next moment, he vetoed it fiercely in his heart, he didn't allow himself to think like this, how could this kind of thinking appear?

The horror in Wen Yuan's heart was like a monstrous wave, hitting his heart fiercely, leaving no room for it.

Gritting his teeth with hatred, Wen Yuan's face instantly turned extremely hideous, "Yang Xuan, although it is not allowed to fight to the death on the fighting platform, I really want to kill you"

"Hehe, you're not the first person to have this kind of thought, but they ......" Yang Xuan's slender fingers pointed to the sky as if casually, silent.

Wen Yuan stopped talking, and suddenly shouted, and an inexplicable mysterious momentum rose, covering the field in an instant, and the endless cold meaning swept away, and there seemed to be snowflakes falling in the air.

"It's ...... Vision."

"Wen Yuan is going to use a vision...... Yang Xuan's strength was too strong, and he had actually forced it to this extent."

"Is it that kind of spectacular scene that has been frozen for thousands of miles, I don't know if Yang Xuan has also realized the vision, otherwise it will be difficult to compete with it"

"That's right, don't look at the two swords he had before him were extremely sharp, but under the vision, if he didn't condense, he would definitely not be an opponent, and defeat was inevitable."

At this moment, Wen Yuan's ears had long since disappeared from this noisy chattering voice, his expression was hideous, a layer of fine hoarfrost slowly emerged from between his eyebrows, and the whole person faintly exuded a coldness that could almost freeze all the rushing blood of a person.

"The Power of Vision, Extremely Frozen Sky"

Roaring fiercely, visible to the naked eye, from Wen Yuan's feet, a layer of snow-white ice, with a faint blue color, spread, holding up his body in an instant, stepping on the ice, as if the whole person was resisting the wind by virtue of nothing.

A few zhang distance from the body, all the ice and snow fell, and the endless frost seemed to freeze the sky, and the crystal clear ice cubes hung down from the sky, adding a touch of killing to this absolutely cold atmosphere.

Yang Xuan only felt that the cold air was coming to his face, and the breath he exhaled seemed to be slightly frozen, and the white mist had just exited only an inch, but it had the momentum of slowly falling, this extremely frozen heaven was so terrifying?

"Hahaha, Yang Xuan, what about your vision, why haven't you manifested it yet?" Wen Yuan's laughter was extremely rampant, surrounded by a piece of silver, and the momentum was full.

"Is it possible, you are a monk in a desperate realm who has not comprehended the vision, this is a pity......" mocked mercilessly, his tone was like a madman, and then, his face instantly turned cold, "Die to Lao Tzu"

As he spoke, with a wave of his big hand, the cold and biting ice immediately spread at an extremely fast speed, and without a breath, he had already come to Yang Xuan's feet, and the biting cold instantly froze his feet, and it was still spreading inch by inch.

In the snow-white and faint blue ice world, under the swing of Wen Yuan's long sword, it faintly formed an ice crystal long sword with a compelling cold handle, suspended in mid-air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yang Xuan's face and the vital points of his body.

"Go, let Lao Tzu wear him as a hedgehog"

Wen Yuan roared fiercely, only to see that the ice crystal long sword shot out rapidly under the cover of the ice, leaving traces visible to the naked eye along the way, and the momentum was terrifying.

"What is Yang Xuan doing?

"He doesn't have a vision, and he can't stop the power of such an amazing vision with the sword carving before him."

"It's impossible, under this ferocious killing machine, if Yang Xuan doesn't react, he will definitely die, why don't the top leaders of the sect make a move?"

On the viewing platform, Yuemei and the others' eyes have been focused on this stone platform, "Palace Master......" Her tone was a little hurried, and even with a hint of panic.

"Wait, wait and see, that kid won't be defeated like this"

The palace master spoke, Yue Mei was not easy to disobey, and as the ice crystal long sword approached inch by inch, her heart rose to her throat.

The next moment, Yang Xuan moved, the Ben Thunder Sword once again emerged with majestic sword light, and his right hand slashed out with the power of Wan Jun, the voice of "One Sword Thunder ......" was extremely cold, and under such a critical situation, there was still no panic and fear,

Yang Xuan said these four words for the third time, and his voice was not loud, but he was heard by all the people watching the audience.

"What, or this sword?"

"This Yang Xuan is confident, oh no, his arrogance is a little too much, but he still uses a sword against him in the face of vision?"

In the mystical cultivation world, there is one thing that is not explicitly stated, but all monks know one thing, the power of the vision of creating the realm of the soul is the only way to shake it head-on with the power of the vision, whether it is defeated or drawn, it is the only way to lose, this is the truth, at least before today, everyone's cognition is the same.

If nothing else, the power of vision is different from martial arts, it is a higher than the energy of heaven and earth, the general trend of heaven and earth, ordinary martial arts, even if it is a very high grade, it is just an alternative use of heaven and earth energy, how can it be compared with the general trend?

"Yang Xuan is crazy"

"If the top of the sect doesn't make a move, he will die"

However, in the next moment, before everyone couldn't bear to turn their heads, that incomparably brilliant sword light suddenly changed, and the momentum became deep, became violent, and became like the thunder of heavenly punishment that fell from the Nine Heavens, attacking with an incomparable momentum of destruction.

It seems that the world is going to completely disintegrate under this sword, the mountains and rivers do not exist, the sun and the moon are gone, and the huge Weeping Cloud Immortal Mountain, which has stood for an unknown number of years, is even more crumbling and collapsing into a place of rubble.

On the rest of the competition platform, they all seemed to perceive this kind of fierce momentum that made the mountains and rivers collapse and annihilate, and even stopped the competition in their hands and looked at the stone platform with a look of horror.

And on the stand not far from the fighting place, the cloudy old eyes of the Lord of the Wangtian Palace suddenly radiated a gleam, and it disappeared in a flash, and the moon looked at this incomparably bright sword light that rendered heaven and earth in horror, and her heart was slightly happy.

"This is what he studied in that valley?" Yu Ruodai frowned slightly, and his eyes were also terrified, the power of this sword almost made him have a desire to surrender, you know, this is still the aftermath of the emanation, not directly under the coercion.

"What a strong sword" Yuwen Bufan was also shocked, except for these monks who were fighting, the rest of the powerhouses of the Earth Demon Group who had not been selected by the opponent all frowned under this sword, and the sword light that pierced the world was reflected in the light of his eyes, and his vision was slightly blurred.

Wen Yuan's hideous face froze instantly, and a sudden panic appeared in his expression full of white frost, and he saw that under this sword, the solid ice that had spread from his calves on the soles of Yang Xuan's feet was shattered in an instant, and even the Extremely Frozen Heaven Domain, which came to him with a surprise attack, disintegrated inch by inch, turned into fragments of ice crystals, and even collapsed into nothingness.

"It can't be...... How can your sword moves break the power of my vision?"

Wen Yuan's face was full of disbelief, and the panic rising in his heart invaded his brain, and his whole body trembled slightly because he couldn't believe it, or because he was afraid.

In the Extreme Frozen Heaven Domain, the chaotic and scattered snowflakes instantly became violent, as if they changed with the host's mood, and they suddenly shouted, only to see a little bit of snow white with a trace of ice blue light appearing around him, and in an instant, it condensed into countless dense ice crystal long swords, revealing awe-inspiring power.

"You must have cast some kind of demon spell, repent under the rain of my ice crystal sword, waste-like person" As soon as he said that, with a wave of his big hand, the long swords as bright as the stars shot straight out, stirring up boundless coldness.

Yang Xuan never took it into account, the sword light that shot out from the Thunder Sword in his hand continued unabated, and the fierce intent of destruction was lingering, and the ice crystal long sword that had attacked in front of him earlier touched it, and it exploded into a bright snow-white ice mist in the void, disappearing between heaven and earth.

"This ...... This attack is too strong, isn't it, Wenyuan's Extreme Frozen Heaven Domain is not one of its enemies?"

"How is it possible? The sword move is actually stronger than the vision, or is it the only sword power from beginning to end?"

The horror of the others seemed to turn into substance, their eyes widened, revealing a look of extreme disbelief, such a change in the field was really too exciting for people's eyes, with the knowledge of these ordinary monks, this was definitely the only situation in the eternal world.

Everywhere the dazzling sword light went, the extreme ice disintegrated one after another, as if the space was shattered into countless tiny fragments, and every inch was wiped out, and even the countless ice crystal long swords directly collapsed into nothingness, leaving no trace left.

In a trance, Wen Yuan only felt a vigorous force, containing endless destruction, breaking through the air, like a meteor impact, and like a thunderous roar, so that Wen Yuan could not have the slightest power to resist.

The last layer of ice under the feet of "Kaka" shattered, and the hoarfrost around his body melted like snow in the sun, and then, I saw that the clothes around Wen Yuan's body were all shattered, and the ice crystals and snow flakes disappeared into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Yuan's exposed skin cracked inch by inch, and the blood stained it like a bloody person in an instant, and a heart-wrenching wail resounded from his mouth and went straight into the sky.

Yang Xuan's face was slightly pale, his breath was disordered, it seemed that slashing out such a terrifying sword really consumed a lot of his energy and true yuan.

But the more this happens, the more terrifying it becomes, Wen Yuan over there is almost dying, but Yang Xuan here is only consuming a lot, is it possible that there is really such a big gap between the two? This is the common idea in everyone's hearts.

Just when the flesh and blood around Wen Yuan's body were about to disintegrate, in a trance, a dark shadow appeared from the sky, it was a crutch, breaking through the air, with a slight touch at the tip, an invisible wave rippled open, and the mighty sword instantly collapsed.

Yang Xuan's raised right arm was also immediately lowered, calming his slightly disordered breathing, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars stared coldly at Wen Yuan, who was saved by the stick, but at this moment, he also collapsed on the stage, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his consciousness was on the verge of collapse, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an indifferent smile.

"I'm sorry, I took your ranking on the top of the list"

"Yang Xuansheng!" Qing Liang came out from the battle platform with an indescribable frightened voice, and there was also a sense of vicissitudes, it was the Wangtian Palace Lord who had rescued Xia Yuan before.

Yang Xuan's gaze swept over and fell on him, his face was cold, it seemed to be quite severe, Yang Xuan could also see the satisfaction contained in the period, and he hugged his fists at the moment and did not speak.

On the cold stone platform, except for Yang Xuan, who stood proudly, only Wen Yuan, who had already gone for most of his life, was left, and his eyes were empty.