Chapter 322

"Presumptuous!"

The God of the ice skate angrily denounced, and his breath was blowing. Then, as soon as he grasped it, he grabbed a group of wind blades, and instantly condensed into a long storm dragon, rolling towards Li Xiaofan, the carrier's great power!

"Storm rage dragon chop!"

The same move, but from the hand of the God of ice skates, is much more powerful than guanglingzi before.

"Hum, little skill!"

Li Xiaofan pinched his fingers into a sword. With a stroke in the air, he pulled out a sword edge about several meters long and cut head-on.

If you compare guanglingzi's move to a pile of tofu.

Then this move of the God of ice skates is a rotten wood, which is not much stronger. In front of Li Xiaofan's sharp blade, it can't resist the fate of being hit.

However, the support time of the latter can be a little longer.

Shua!

After splitting the storm rage dragon, the blade immediately cut to the God of ice skate. The speed is incredible.

The God of ice skate narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, and a cold flash flashed.

Then, holding the cold light high, he suddenly chopped at Li Xiaofan's blade.

The blade was broken on the spot where the light of the knife passed.

And the people saw clearly that it was the skate that the God of skates became famous!

Among the onlookers, many people couldn't help cheering the God of ice skates.

In their opinion, the God of ice skates is enough to compete with Li Xiaofan. Finally, someone can suppress this arrogant disciple. How can they not be excited!

However, there was no excitement in the eyes of the God of ice skates.

On the contrary, he looked as dignified as ever, like facing a great enemy.

Only he knew how powerful Li Xiaofan's attack was.

Fortunately, he didn't underestimate the enemy's carelessness. Just now, he could capsize him in the gutter.

However, in his chest, there was a surge of war, and he couldn't help roaring up to the sky.

"Li Xiaofan, I have lived in seclusion on the top of the snow mountain for ten years in order to hit the top three of the dragon and tiger list."

"The ice skate in my hand is made from a piece of cold iron in the depths of the ice lake. It is invincible. It cuts iron like mud and kills countless strong people. You are more than one."

Li Xiaofan stood with his hands behind his back, shining brilliantly in his eyes.

Just now, the blade he hit was just done casually.

But since the God of ice skates can borrow it, it shows that this person still has some ability.

The cultivation of the God of ice skate has entered the early stage of communicating with God, which is better than Xia Hou, the former leader of the phantom sect.

But it's also a half catty and eight Liang. It's not much better.

"The God of ice skates, I kill you like a chicken!"

"Isn't your ice skate known as cutting iron like mud? Let me see it."

After that, Li Xiaofan pinched the sword formula with one hand and made a stroke in the void with the other hand. He pulled out several long blades, cut them in the air and cut them to the God of ice skates.

The God of ice skates didn't dare to be careless at all. He danced wildly with ice skates in his hands, pulled up knife flowers one by one, and protected his whole body.

The two sides collided with each other, splashing a large amount of sparks.

Under this powerful sword power, the God of ice skates has been forced to retreat step by step and has been in a passive defense.

And Li Xiaofan pressed step by step, kept pulling out one blade, and hit hundreds of blades at one breath.

Looking at his relaxed and freehand posture, it's not like fighting, but like splashing ink and improvising a landscape painting on the spot.

The ice skate in the hand of the God of ice skates could not resist at all. The blade began to have gaps and small cracks.

Click!

Soon, the ice skate broke into several pieces and fell to the ground with a pile of scrap iron, leaving only the handle in the hand of the God of ice skate.

His old face was twisted, ferocious and hot, as if he had been smoked with a big mouth.

Li Xiaofan shook his head and sarcastically said.

"The God of ice skates, didn't you just boast that your ice skates are invincible and cut iron like mud."

"In the blink of an eye, I cut it into several pieces."

"Hum, what ice skate is just a broken knife."

The God of ice skates became angry and threw the handle of his sword to the ground. His eyes almost wanted to spit fire.

"Li Xiaofan, you forced me."

"Today, I will let you die without a burial place!"

With that, the soles of his feet stamped on the ground, and the ice lake vibrated. At his feet, there was a big footprint of one meter, which was fine.

The voice of the God of ice skates is colder than the ice and snow all over the sky.

"Li Xiaofan, let me show you the accomplishments of my ten years of seclusion here today."

"You're wrong. You shouldn't duel with me here!"

"On this ice lake, I am God, invincible God!"

After talking, I saw that the ice lake suddenly burst and thick ice layers the size of a grinding plate surged around. Some martial artists around were too late to dodge. Some were smashed into meat sauce on the spot, and some were smashed into two sections by blocking their waist. Some unlucky people were even worse. Their heads were directly wiped off, and blood gushed out of their necks for several meters. In short, the scene was tragic, and the screams of ghosts and wolves kept ringing. Boom! Soon, the surface of the ice lake began to roll, and the waves couldn't stop blowing out. It seemed that there was something terrible going out under the ice lake. Then, I saw a huge ice skate jumping out of the lake. Each ice skate was about ten meters long, just like the giant spirit waving a big guillotine. A wave of terror swept around. Those martial artists around kept retreating for fear of being affected. There are only a few people watching the battle on the lake. Chu Jiulong is one. He stands with his hands behind his back. The terrible pressure is blocked by his body protecting Gang Qi. It doesn't seem to take much effort. In addition, the haggard old man and Xuefeng lay were also present. Although the two men did not resist the pressure as easily as Chu Jiulong, they could withstand it. On the ice lake, the God of ice skates spread his hands like a winged Kunpeng. Behind him, dense ice skates were suspended in the air, just like a meteor shower. "Li Xiaofan, now let you see what the real God of ice skates is!" ice skates array, cut! "After talking, the God of ice skates pinched an ancient sword formula in his hand and made a move. The dense ice skates quickly formed a huge circle above Li Xiaofan's head. In this circle, the murderous spirit is vertical and horizontal, as if there is an invisible imprisonment that firmly locks Li Xiaofan. Under this huge cage, if you change to other experts, you will be helpless and surrender on the spot. But Li Xiaofan stood with his hands down and a sarcastic sneer hung around his mouth. "Hum, it's just a small skill. I can break it with a sword!" then Li Xiaofan's eyes flashed and burst out suddenly. The void behind him was suddenly torn, and a huge sword was slowly pulled out like a star battleship. The cold sword dispersed the dark clouds and made the sun shine on the earth. The powerful pressure was like an invincible God of war, relegated to the world. Some soldiers behind could not bear the terrible pressure and knelt down on the spot. The eyes of the haggard old man and Xuefeng lay were full of excitement and worship. At the same time, they finally put down their hanging hearts. You know, the two had been playing drums before. This battle is not only Li Xiaofan's battle of life and death, but also related to their fate. Once Li Xiaofan fails, the God of ice skates will not let them go. Therefore, the lives of these two people are tied to Li Xiaofan.