Chapter 116

The strong wind roared between heaven and earth, and the heavy snow fell suddenly. It poured from the sky and dyed the world white.

In the barren Valley, two powerful young men were almost naked, with blood and bones. Their weapons were inserted on the top of the mountain. They sang softly in the wind and sang the sounds of heaven.

Ye QingHan sent out the final challenge. He was sure to win or lose with one punch, which seemed overbearing and arrogant.

The young generation in this world dare to say that one punch can defeat themselves?

"Ye QingHan, you are not so arrogant! No wonder those three old things just wanted to kill you." xianwuyu took a deep breath, broke out the demon spirit treasure body, and his whole body was golden. Where the demon Qi passed, the snow melted, shook his fist and said hoarsely, "One punch is one punch. It depends on who is hurt the most. If I am hurt badly, I will spare you today. If you are hurt badly, hehe, I will let you taste the taste of the broken sea of Qi!"

"Let's try. Your magic treasure can't carry my green dragon arm!" ye QingHan shook his fist, mobilized the whole body Zhenyuan, and gathered in the green dragon arm. The divine light flows like a red soldering iron. The red is thorough, and the hot energy will raise the temperature around very high, and there is no cold feeling anymore.

The overbearing atmosphere is diffuse, and ye QingHan's momentum becomes a little fierce, like the supreme overlord in ancient times. One eye will make people unable to refuse. They must surrender, or they will die.

"Bahuang fist! Five grade fist is a secret technique created by Xuanyuan Feiyang, the ancestor of the ancient six grade Xuanyuan emperor. Only one fist can break the mountains, rivers, sun and moon. You are the first step in the cave. I am the six stars of the bitter sea. I don't take advantage of you. Under one fist, life and death are safe!"

Ye QingHan takes the initiative to introduce the secret arts, which is the least respect for leisure and depression, indicating that he is regarded as a real opponent.

"Good! Bahuang fist, a good fist can break the mountains, rivers, the sun and the moon. See if you can break my evil sword family and my demon treasure body!" xianwuyu looked dignified. He was shocked by Ye QingHan's domineering and fierce breath. He no longer underestimated ye QingHan and burst out with the strongest combat power. He turned into a sword. Man and sword are one, and there is no sword in his hand, but man is evil sword!

Hoo Hoo

Wind and sand surged wildly, cold and snow intertwined, and the vast sky looked magnificent. They were agitated because of their momentum.

At the same time, take advantage of the situation to break out and compete for the general situation. Whoever takes the first opportunity will occupy the advantage!

The two people competed frantically and did not give in to each other. The breath in the valley became more and more dignified and fierce. The violent breath melted the heavy snow. There was no snow in their middle. The sand and stones were crushed and turned into powder. They dissipated in the air with the wind.

Goo Goo!

The boiling blood roared and danced wildly in the body. The wind god's jade like face became very indifferent and had no emotion!

Ye QingHan's breath became domineering and domineering. His momentum reached the peak. He raised his iron fist back, opened his posture, smashed the valley with one foot, and roared, "tyrant breaks mountains and rivers!"

Boom!

The fist style is fierce and the sound of breaking the air is heard all the time. The cold space is rubbed with sparks. The sand and rocks around the valley are flying. Some mountains and rocks are brought up. The red black dragon arm is rampant by the rolling Zhenyuan, which gathers in the heart of the fist. It is extremely terrible.

"Evil Youjian Dao! Sword melting style!"

With a low chant, he turned himself into a sword. He was unstoppable. He pierced the void and attacked ye QingHan. There was no skill at all. Both sides held invincible faith in their own flesh. If I am invincible, who will retreat and lose!

Xianwuyu is a horizontal palm, and ye QingHan is a fist. One is invincible, and the other is invincible! A hundred meters away, he passed in an instant, and in the twinkling of an eye, he bumped into each other. At the moment of touching, ye QingHan suddenly launched the inch stroke, and doubled his strength again. The Qi blowing xianwuyu's facial muscles were distorted.

Boom

Click

A crisp sound of broken bones echoed on the top of the clouds. The whole right arm was suddenly broken into blood mist, which dyed half the sky red. The golden bone was twisted and broken by the black dragon arm, which seemed a little scary.

The ancient trees in the back of xianwuyu are broken and turned into powder. They are washed away by the Qi force. It is difficult for the mountains and stones to block the afterwave power. It can be seen that the real power of this fist, xianwuyu, has suffered a terrible critical blow.

Rub

Leisurely and melancholy retreated continuously, and the ground under his feet continued to crumble. His ferocious eyes looked at ye QingHan and only took a step back. He twisted his waist and rushed back to him. He was extremely overbearing. Suddenly his pupils shrank. He knew that he would lose. He was very unwilling, but if he fought again, he was likely to die!

"I lost! Let you go today and go back to save your disciples! Today's revenge will be rewarded in the future!" xianwuyu took the opportunity to fly away and suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain. He took out the evil sword and flew to the sky. His short flying ability made ye QingHan powerless.

Ye QingHan looked at leisurely Wuyu galloping away, laughing instead of anger. This moment was just the end of the crossbow. His will was exhausted. Zhenyuan was exhausted. Leisurely Wuyu didn't go any more. He fought hard. He must die at last. Leisurely Wuyu left, the crisis dissipated, the momentum collapsed, and his vigorous and broken body fell back.

It's not that leisure without depression is not strong, otherwise it can't force ye QingHan to such a degree! Ye QingHan depends on will, short-term outbreak and advanced secret arts. Otherwise, how can he defeat so many special physique of small realm and high-level defeat!

Hoo Hoo!

Ye QingHan breathed the cold air crazily, and his fingertips trembled slightly. He summoned several middle-grade Lingjing from the heaven and earth ring to quickly absorb, repair the Canglong arm and supplement the Zhenyuan.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, the heavy snow roared, quickly buried ye QingHan's body, the blood slowed down slowly, and even the blood was almost frozen.

Oh!

The killing Eagle roared and galloped from the void with Ye Huang. The wild tiger opened the mountain and split stones and appeared at the entrance of the valley. Looking at the flattened valley with vertical and horizontal gullies, he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning. Can two low-level humans create such a battlefield?

Ye Huang's eyes were shining, and his divine knowledge scanned the valley. Pointing to the large snow in the center of the valley, he hurriedly said, "master's breath is under the snow!"

The killing Eagle flapped its wings, flying sand and stones, and the heavy snow rushed away. Ye QingHan's body appeared, and his vigorous body was frozen, dotted with a layer of ice flowers.

"Shit, I've been frozen into this ghost. Is it really my domineering and invincible master?" the parrot was surprised. He didn't expect that he would become so powerful after not seeing him for half a month.

Magic heart fruit, evil sword and evil sword formula are all terrible mysteries inherited from ancient times! As a result, he was driven back by the strong in the low realm. In the eyes of Ye Huang and others, it may be that he is idle and depressed. Some outrageous things will make ye QingHan seriously hurt, but in the eyes of outsiders, ye QingHan is even more outrageous!

The parrot rushed to ye QingHan and opened his mouth to spray a fire to remove the ice on ye QingHan.

Ye Huang was surprised and suddenly pulled the strings. The sound of the piano roared to the world, and a wave of air directly rolled the parrot away.

"You're crazy! Master, now the cold is in the body, you still set fire to it. The cold is attacking the heart. Do you want to kill master!" Ye Huang was angry and put away his divine piano and jumped at ye QingHan. His young body wanted to hold ye QingHan, but it couldn't move.

The parrot just wanted to scold, but he thought of the position of Ye Huang in ye QingHan's heart. He quickly closed his mouth and smiled and shouted to the crazy tiger, "bald tiger, don't you see the little master can't move? Don't you help!"

Roar!

The mad tiger was so angry that he wanted to smash the cheap bird with a slap. However, the situation was urgent. In order to make contributions, he had to let it go first.

The wild tiger nests around ye QingHan and melts the ice under Ye QingHan's body with his body temperature to help him keep warm. Even the tiger with great vitality is shivering by the temperature of the earth's surface.

Half an hour later, ye QingHan woke up, tingling all over, making him close between his eyebrows. The Qi and blood of the Canglong arm stagnated, as if the muscles and veins were blocked. Zhenyuan's flow was inconvenient, and he didn't even have the strength to adjust his breath. He couldn't help breathing out a mouthful of turbid Qi. He said in a secret way, "leisure and depression didn't expect such a great opportunity to get the inheritance of evil and you. It seems that we should be careful in the future."

"Emperor, help me up." ye QingHan's voice is hoarse. This war injury has reached the basic source, but the leisure and depression injury is more serious. It should be the end of a powerful crossbow before leaving. His right arm has no half a year, so it's definitely not good.

"Where are Tang Sheng and them?" seeing that the killing Eagles were intact, ye QingHan asked hurriedly.

Ye Huang quickly helped ye QingHan's arm, helped him up, pursed his mouth and said, "they were all killed, and none of them escaped!"

The killer Eagle proudly whispered and made a disguised gesture of kindness. The crazy tiger was gentle like a cat, but the parrot had a disdainful expression, because it killed no one.

Ye QingHan nodded with satisfaction and thought for a moment. At the moment, the most important thing is to go back to the city to recover from the injury. The foundation is damaged. If you leave the root of the disease, it will be very disadvantageous to the later cultivation. However, it is inconvenient to move now. If you want to go back to the city, you can't expose the killing eagle, but the current physical condition can't let the killing Eagle return to the Canglong arm.

"Help me protect the Dharma and I'll repair the injured body first." ye QingHan said in a low voice. He sat down on the crazy tiger, took out a large number of panacea, swallowed it all at one breath, and the magnificent aura ran through the whole body to constantly repair the wounds in the body.

Zhenyuan gathered slowly and began to dredge the blocked blood vessels of the Canglong arm, just as lingchi's pain made ye QingHan frown slightly.

As time went by, the snow still roared and piled up in the valley. The head turned white in an instant. The real yuan of Ye QingHan gathered more and more. He felt the relaxation of the bottleneck and couldn't help but rejoice. He broke the shackles of the seven stars of the bitter sea and advanced successfully!

Once entering the seven stars of the bitter sea, ye QingHan's control over Zhenyuan instantly improved to a higher level. The repair speed was faster and faster, the skin injury soon disappeared, the Canglong arm became more round and powerful, and the sword was difficult to hurt!

The trauma is good, but the root basic source is difficult to repair. A specific elixir is needed to repair it perfectly. Ye QingHan obviously does not allow his body to have defects, otherwise the impact on the later stage will be fatal! Don't even say whether you can take revenge.

"Kill the eagle, come back!" ye QingHan stretched out his arm, and the kill eagle turned into a wisp of spirit smoke again and returned to the black dragon's arm.

Ye Huang followed another killing eagle, looked at ye QingHan and waited for the next decision.

"Let's go back to the city to kill Qin Haoran. Don't tell anyone what's going on today. Don't expose the existence of killing Eagles unless you have to. Today, so many people died in the palace of life, and the strong ones in Zhongzhou will certainly leave the pass. You should be careful." ye QingHan said.

Ye Huang nodded seriously. If ye QingHan said, she obeyed.

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