The phantom of the ice phoenix conjured by the ice pick smashed down like a tall iceberg.

A huge storm of energy suddenly exploded, and countless hailstones as big as stones turned into meteor showers, all of which blasted wildly on the turquoise tortoise shell.

"Boom, boom!"

The sound of beating drums continued to resound, and there were even some cracks on the thick turtle's body.

An extremely cold and bone-chilling freezing force spread out through the crack in an instant, and this temperature would be a little unbearable even for a martial artist in the Ning Yuan Realm.

"Damn bastard!" There were countless piercing cold holes in the aura of the protective body, rushing into his body, Oba sensed as if even his own blood was about to freeze, and the terrifying injury in his body that was suppressed by the two spiritual veins was provoked by the chaotic cold qi and was ready to move again.

The incomparably cold light flashed, completely blasting the huge turtle body into a flying ice powder, and pushed backwards for dozens of zhang before stopping, if you stand on the sky and look down, basically this blue wave has become a huge white jade cast by cold ice.

Exuding a cold aura like white smoke, Yang Hao's gaze swept over, and Oba's almost ice-carved body poured into his eyes, but the layer of ice above his body that was not too thick also slowly melted under the dispelling of the aura.

"Here's the opportunity! Hurry up!" Boss Bai keenly saw this fleeting fighter and reminded loudly.

Yang Hao licked his dry lips, and his eyes burst out with a raging flame-like surging battle intent, after all, this pair of Fang Fang was a Ning Yuan martial artist who was far stronger than himself.

Fighting the strong with the weak is one of the most exciting things at the bottom.

The bronze light outside Yang Hao's body flashed brightly, stepping on the cold ice, a substantial wave of spiritual energy erupted from his feet, and his body turned into lightning and burst open.

A sharp golden arc swept through the air, and above his right arm, a hideous golden-horned thunder dragon was faintly entrenched.

It only took a few breaths to cross the short distance of about ten zhang, and this punch with a faint dragon roar and a piercing wind pressure swung fiercely at Oba who turned into an ice sculpture not far away.

If this punch hits, the body under the ice will immediately be torn apart, and even if it can carry it, its combat power will be completely lost.

A hint of panic crossed Oba's cheeks, and although the ice and snow froze his body, it didn't cut off his senses.

If this punch is an ordinary moment, it is enough to completely erase it with a move of a finger, but at this moment, the layer of cold ice outside the body is restraining itself, and after a short hesitation, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and the spirit yuan vein that was suppressed above the injury was removed, and a rich aura gushed above the meridians, and the ice was dissolved at a high speed under the aura drive.

"Quick! This guy, use the aura that suppresses the injury, don't rub it around!" Feeling a strong aura explode and the sudden acceleration of the melting speed of the ice, Boss Bai urged.

Bursting open the seven thunder apertures, the palm of his left palm was backwards, and a dazzling energy mass erupted out, and several illusory figures like essence flashed one after another, and the next moment, the roaring golden horn turned into a ray of light and was about to smash on Oba's head.

"Click!" Ice crumbs flew wildly, and the left half of Oba's body had thawed under the powerful aura, and a touch of ferocity swept across his pale face, his left fist clenched, and he hurriedly threw a punch.

"Bell!" sounded like a sound of gold and iron colliding, and the Ning Yuan Martial Artist still had a huge advantage, even the most ordinary punch, the content of its aura was much higher than Yang Hao.

"Ten thunder bodies, give me a top!" Seeing that the golden horned thunder dragon on the fist was almost shattered, Yang Hao spit out a mouthful of blood, the fury in his eyes was venting, and after a roar, the aura was running wildly.

After all, it is the body refining method of the ground level, and with the baptism and blessing of the golden spirit, the gap between the two is slowly being flattened.

The bronze light flashed above Yang Hao's fist, a majestic force mixed with extremely sharp power, and the golden horned thunder dragon slammed into Oba's fist.

The spark flickered in all directions, then suddenly exploded, and circles of energy fluctuations rippled wildly.

"Old dog, try this again!" The right fist slammed, Yang Hao's left hand spread out, and immediately suddenly became an eagle's claw, and a force of divine consciousness surged to the palm of his hand like an endless river, and in the blink of an eye, a slender black needle of divine consciousness was condensed.

There was a slight beep above the black needle, and the tip of the needle flashed with a chilling penetrating power.

The corners of Yang Hao's mouth rose slightly, and in Oba's somewhat panicked gaze, the black needle of divine consciousness stabbed fiercely towards Oba's other side of his body that was still covered in ice with a touch of cold light.

The extremely condensed black needle cut through the ice, penetrated through the chest, and in an instant, a stream of blood shot out from the wound like a fountain, Oba's face was pale, the aura on the fist of the confrontation quickly dissipated, the arm was weak, and the door of the whole body was wide open, full of flaws.

With one successful blow, there was no block, and he drove forward like thunder, and his fists were like metal casting, enveloping Oba like a storm of falling leaves.

"Poof!" mouthfuls of blood gushed out, and in an unbelievable look, Oba's body flew upside down under the bombardment of Yang Hao's explosive fist, drawing an extremely deep ravine on the solid ice surface.

At this moment, Oba's state is extremely bad, the position of his chest is as miserable as if he has been hit by a train, blood is flowing everywhere, and many white ribs even appear on the flesh.

However, compared to the external injury, the internal damage is more serious, and the power of ice and thunder that burrows into the body, plus the power of divine consciousness, the three forces are intertwined and wreak havoc on the internal structure of the body.

The even more terrifying result was that the only Spirit Yuan Vein that suppressed the injury had a crumbling feeling under the ravages of external forces.

To put it bluntly, Oba is now a powder magazine that is about to explode.

"Yang Hao, I want you to die without a place to be buried!" Oba's face was distorted and hideous like a fierce beast.

As a martial artist of the Ning Yuan Realm, in the face of this Yang Hao, who was beaten like a dead dog, not to mention the deep hatred between the two, this alone was enough to make Oba burst into flames.

Behind Oba's trembling and furious body, a thick cyan aura surged out, condensing into a lone peak phantom standing proudly on the ground, constantly condensing and collapsing, and a sense of heaviness emerged.

"Boom!" Above the glacier, a tall mountain peak with a deep blue body is real, with an incomparably heavy feeling, as if it can suppress everything in the world.

"Haha! Qingfeng Mountain, crush everything for me!" Holding the mountain peak, with an incomparably heavy feeling, he pressed in front of Yang Hao.

The huge body of the mountain peak blocked the sunlight, and under the darkness, Yang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the fierce Oba, and his heart was also filled with an incomparably strong battle intent.

"Old dog, your life is now sealed by my master!" After Yang Hao roared, the soles of his feet stomped on the ice, his body jumped high, his palms raised, and in the thunder dan, all the spiritual energy surged towards the mysterious runes in the palm of his hand.

A surging water vapor came out, and Yang Hao's back began to conjure up an endless sea, and suddenly dark clouds shrouded the world, and the sound of lightning and thunder was endless.

The sea began to be angry, and the black sea rose up romantically, surging and constantly lapping the sea, as if this thick glacier could not bear such a great majesty, and the snow and water on the ice surface melted and fell apart, like a piece of glass suddenly shattered.

This kind of power made Oba's heart tremble, and a hint of ominous premonition rose to his heart.

The shadow of the ocean behind him gradually converged in the palm of his hand, forming a small quadrangular water platform, and the power contained in it really made people tremble between their teeth.

"Divide the sea seal! Break it for me!" The black hair flew, and the dazzling water platform on Yang Hao's palm smashed fiercely on the top of the giant mountain peak.

The true power of the sea is even feared by the Dao, although this is only an illusory shadow in the vast ocean, but it is not something that the power of the mountain can stop.

"Boom!" the water platform crushed the top of the cyan mountain peak with the terrifying power of the churning sea, and crushed the top of the cyan mountain as soon as it came into contact.

The entire mountain shattered in an instant, crumbling and fragile like tofu.

This general trend crushed all the way, and directly hit the frightened Oba body, and pressed his body all the way down to the depths of the deep and dark lake, and then a thunderous air mass exploded.

The entire turquoise lake seems to be flying up in an instant, forming a huge wall of water that is more than 100 zhang high.

Yang Hao stepped on the waves with a pale face, and looked at Oba who was lying on a piece of broken ice with a blank face.

"Don't ..... Kill... I!I.. It's the people of the Auction Pavilion!" Under the death, the superior posture completely disintegrated, and Oba had a deep fear in his eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of humility.

I hope that with the identity of the auction pavilion, Yang Hao will have some considerations.

"Auction Pavilion?" Yang Hao frowned, and after Nan Nan's words, the light flashed on his fist, and the next moment he was pinched on Oba Auba's neck.

There was a "click", the sound of bone tearing sounded, and Oba, who was still struggling, lost his pupils, his head tilted, and he lost his breath.

"A sinister guy like you, I think I'm more comfortable going to hell!" casually threw Oba's still cold corpse into the lake, exhaled a long cloud of blood mist, and fell straight back on a small piece of ice.

"Damn! I finally won!" Yang Hao sighed with a sigh of relief.

The Ning Yuan Martial Artist who defeated the two veins with the Five Layers of Defan, no one would believe it when he went out, this kind of thing that can be called Fang Ye Tan, but Yang Hao has completed it.

However, in this battle, thanks to those two life-saving runes and Boss Bai's series of plans, otherwise Yang Hao alone would have died no one many times.

Feeling the extremely bad state in his body, Yang Hao smiled bitterly, and just when he was about to get up, he suddenly heard Boss Bai's rather solemn words, which made him feel creepy and his hairs stood on end.

"Yang Hao, don't move, I sense a person in the void over there!"