The surging battle intent filled his heart, Ye Wen looked at the trajectory of the sword, his pupils shrank slightly, this time he was obviously unwilling to avoid it again, but chose to be hard, and the ice sword in his hand was also raised high, and he met it head-on.

Laugh at!

A sharp sound suddenly reverberated up, followed by the continuous cracking sound of ice cubes, the two ice swords constantly consumed each other's Dao power under the collision of each other, in this kind of hard-hitting battle, it is usually the degree of Dao power to divide the winner and loser, but the two are absolutely on the same level, the result of this collision, will naturally form a stalemate, until one of the parties first appears tired.

"Hmph! It looks like I won't be able to do it without trying! I won't lose to you again this time!"

Ye Wen held the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand, his fingers trembled slightly, feeling the fierce Dao power coming from the tip of the sword, constantly impacting this side, after making up his mind, his fierce right foot took a heavy step, and in this small step, Ye Wen's momentum suddenly changed, and it was actually filled with a slightly strange aura.

The tip of the sword in the confrontation with the opponent's ice sword suddenly deviated, and the balance of power between the two sides was destroyed in an instant, and the puppet figure had no ability to think, and some were only copied from Ye Wen's battle mode, with Ye Wen's sudden retraction, the other party immediately judged that it was a great opportunity to take advantage of the victory and pursue, and immediately condensed the Dao force and crushed the past.

Syllable!

In the case of an imbalance of strength, the ice sword in Ye Wen's hand seemed to be about to be unable to support it, and the crystal clear sword body began to tremble, cracking small and shocking cracks one after another, and gradually spreading down to the position of the hilt.

Ye Wen's eyes were calm, as if he didn't notice that his defeat was imminent, suddenly his right foot sank slightly, and he let out a low cry in his mouth, and the ice fragments that broke and scattered from the surface of the ice sword suddenly condensed, instantly turning into dozens of tiny dragon phantoms, showing soft characteristics in the jumping posture, like vines, and entangled the opponent's ice sword with lightning speed.

The stalemate in the strength of the two sides was about to be unbalanced, and the puppet figure was ready to break through and kill Ye Wen in one fell swoop according to his instinctive battle consciousness, but unexpectedly, he suddenly encountered this change, and his forward body suddenly stagnated for a moment.

"Don't miss the opportunity!"

At the moment when the Jiaolong phantom entangled the other party, Ye Wen's eyes set off a frenzied battle intent, and a low roar from excitement came out of his mouth, as if he was a real beast, his eyes were fixed on the flaws exposed by the puppet figure at this moment, and the surging and cold Dao power took the opportunity to invade the opponent's body.

However, the pain that should have made ordinary monks unbearable was almost the same as non-existence for the puppet figure, ignoring the Dao power that penetrated into the flesh and blood of the skin and destroyed the internal tissues, and the puppet figure kicked out with his left foot fiercely, and it was a ferocious blow towards Ye Wen's abdomen.

The foot wind carried a cold and fierce aura, murderous.

Ye Wen's face was cold, as if he was ignoring this fatal kick, and the dragon phantom that was entangled in the opponent's ice sword continued to extend upward, quickly wrapping the opponent's hands, and wrapped them around without a trace of relaxation.

Bang!

A sound similar to ice being hit by a hammer sounded, Ye Wen spit out a mouthful of blood violently, and the kick fell deep into his abdomen, as if it was about to pierce his back, and then the sound of clicking echoed, only to see a cold air permeated from the deep place, and a layer of ice condensed around it, firmly freezing the kick temporarily.

At this moment, Ye Wen's bleeding face looked extremely hideous, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, the power of his right foot suddenly exploded, and the ice sword in his hand shattered and disintegrated, but the scattered ice slag did not dissipate immediately, but quickly condensed into a small dragon phantom, overwhelmingly biting the body of the puppet figure.

The next moment, the puppet figure's entire body seemed to be wrapped in silk, Ye Wen roared angrily in his mouth, and he violently lifted the Dao power of his body, grabbed its shoulder with his hand, and then turned over, smashing the puppet figure to the ground.

Rumble!

A layer of ice on the ground suddenly set off countless spiderweb-like cracks, scattering in all directions, and fragments of ice splinters flew wildly, sweeping away like a tornado.

Receiving this impact, the puppet figure's body bowed, almost twisting into two, but for it without any pain, it would not faint in pain like an ordinary person, but took the wisest move, taking advantage of the moment when Ye Wen's abdominal defense was flawed because of the force, and fiercely poured Dao power into his feet.

At the same time, its freed ice sword stabbed fiercely into the sky.

With a pop, half of Ye Wen's shoulder was suddenly cut in half, he had exhausted all his Dao power in the blow just now, and he could only dodge attacks with his intuition, and even the simplest ice defense could not be condensed.

Then, with the kick that tried to penetrate the human body, a big hole suddenly opened in the abdomen like a rag, and Ye Wen's whole person flew up in the air, drawing a tragic arc in mid-air, and then slammed heavily on the ground a foot away.

"Vomit ......"

Ye Wen was lying on the ground like a dead corpse, his face was extremely pale, and the hole in his abdomen was like a spring gushing out blood, if it was in reality, this was almost a state of powerlessness, and there was only a line away from real death, and this line would easily cross in a minute at most.

People who appear to be dead corpses will soon turn into real dead corpses.

The puppet figure that spilled blood from the seven orifices barely got up, as long as the opponent still had a breath left, this battle would not end, it was a puppet without any emotion and no thinking, driven by the body, relying only on the battle consciousness copied from Ye Wen.

If there is no accident, just wait for it to walk over and cut off Ye Wen's head, the outcome of the battle will be decided, the puppet figure will return to the stone tablet, and after a while, Ye Wen will wake up from the darkness intact, although this is not real death, but that cold unconscious state makes Ye Wen shudder every time he wakes up, which is an instinctive fear of unknown death.

Even if a person who sees death as if he were at home, it is impossible to fully adapt to it.

Therefore, Ye Wen really doesn't like to lose to the puppet figure, because this way of dying is too real, and he has been killed by the puppet figure dozens of times in the battle, and has tried dozens of different death experiences.

Burst!

Walking halfway, approaching Ye Wen's puppet figure, his crumbling body suddenly stiffened, and then a puff of blood gushed out from his body, as if countless blood holes had opened in his body.

"Vomit...... Ha...... Aha...... In the end, I won. ”

Holding down the wound on his abdomen, Ye Wen, who was twitching all over, lifted a smile similar to the success of the plan at the corner of his mouth, struggled to sit up, blood kept spilling out of his mouth, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, looking at the puppet figure that was stiff in place, like a broken bag leaking air, step by step towards the edge of death, and finally collapsed!

As long as the other party dies first, his injury, which is almost unsalvable in reality, can be slowly repaired like a miracle in the mental space.

Although this is a miserable victory, it can be regarded as a victory, for Ye Wen, who has been abused to death by the other party many times, the joy at the moment is extraordinary, after determining the death of the puppet figure, he finally relaxed and fell down completely.

"But...... Depend on...... This kind of training is really a metamorphosis, a creator of the spiritual space...... There must be some mental problems............ ...... vomit"