Chapter 118

The confrontation between the two top geniuses was imminent. Outside the martial arts field, it became quiet, and thousands of eyes were staring at the two people in the martial arts field.

This battle attracted more attention than the battle between the natural enemy and Lu Qing.

He Jia took the lead, wrapped in a blue cold cloud, and the ice layer under his feet was broken. Dozens of ice swords as thin as ox hair flew out of the palm.

This is not a small sword condensed by Xuan Qi, but the Qi of true Yin in He Jia's body. The small sword condensed by He Jia is more than ten times stronger than the general Xuan Qi sword.

"Shua!"

Dozens of ice swords are only as big as embroidery needles!

Ning Xiaochuan stretched out a palm, which condensed an electric ball, released 36 flashes of lightning, made a "Thunderbolt" sound, and gave the dozens of ice swords in the air.

"Broken!"

Ning Xiaochuan read a word in his mouth, and the dozens of ice swords instantly broke into wisps of cold.

A figure flashed in front of Ning Xiaochuan's eyes, with a cold palm print, which had been printed on Ning Xiaochuan's forehead, and the cold air was almost freezing people's souls.

Dozens of ice swords are just empty moves played by Hejia. The real killing moves are only used now.

The fourth magical power of Hejia's birth is "shuttle Liuyun step", which is extremely fast. The body is like a phantom, and the palm print is like twelve shadows, which is impossible to prevent.

Ning Xiaochuan took a strong breath, his body suddenly retreated, his legs were wrapped by lightning, and his speed was no slower than Hejia's "Tissot Liuyun step".

He Jia's palm print hit the air, and his body turned into a shuttle. The soles of his feet seemed to step on Liuyun and hit out a palm again.

This palm print was completely filled with cold, and a circle of cold fog appeared around the palm, and the shape of the cold fog was also "palm shaped".

The palm print is one meter big, like the palm of a god!

Ningxiaochuan's Wu daoxuan Qi ran quickly, and there were thunder and lightning around his body. He also hit a palm, and his palm was completely wrapped by lightning.

"Bang!"

Palms hit each other, and the yellow sand on the ground was shocked to fly up, forming a dust storm.

The two men flew backwards at the same time, pulling apart a distance of ten feet.

"Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, the two people collided again, setting off a large area of yellow sand and making palm prints.

Cold air and lightning shuttle through the martial arts field, and only two figures can be seen constantly fighting inside, each time hitting each other hard.

The natural enemy stood outside the martial arts field, staring at the two people who were fighting, "they are the fifth level of cultivation of the divine body, but what he Jia practiced is the ancient Scripture of true Yin. One palm into the pool, and the whole pool will condense into ice. If I hit his palm hard, I'm afraid that even I have been frozen by the cold on his body, but Ning Xiaochuan fought with him with physical strength for hundreds of moves. How can Ning Xiaochuan's physical body be so strong?"

He Jia's cultivation is far beyond that of the martial artist in the same realm. In the Yiyuan sect, he defeated a senior brother with one move, who is the fifth peak of the divine body, and thus is known as the strongest in the same realm.

It is also the fifth level of the divine body, but Ning Xiaochuan can fight with him regardless. Gradually, he also began to face up to Ning Xiaochuan, an opponent, and knew that it was not easy to defeat Ning Xiaochuan.

"Tianhua mirror!"

He Jia took out a blue mirror and looked at Ning Xiaochuan. A column of cold light bombarded Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan's body moved sideways to avoid the light column.

"Bang!"

The light column hit the ground, leaving a two meter deep pit.

The pit was filled with cold ice, and there was thick ice around the pit!

Ice covered a large area of the ground.

The mirror in Hejia's hand is crystal clear, with ancient lines cast on the edge, like birds and animals, like vines, like ears of rice.

The mirror is bright and smooth, covered by mysterious gas.

This is a four grade mysterious weapon, which is made of blue crystal jellyfish. In the mirror, thousands of ice stones are sealed. Once prompted by the mysterious Qi, it is enough for the monk to improve his combat power to a small level.

After he Jia took out the Tianhua mirror, he was like a tiger, and his combat power rose again.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

In the mirror, beams of light constantly flew out, bombarding the entire military field with potholes, completely covered by cold ice.

He Jia, holding a Tianhua mirror, stood on a mass of cold ice and said, "Ning Xiaochuan, can you only escape?"

"Good! If you want to see my real strength, I'll help you."

Ningxiaochuan stopped and stared at Hejia.

Just now, he was just testing how strong He Jia is? Now that he Jia's strength has been roughly understood, it's time to fight back.

He Jia mobilized the strength of his whole body, and the cold condensed into a cloud, all of which entered the Tianhua mirror.

The mirror became brighter and brighter, and a light column with a diameter of half a meter flew out, bending the air with vibration, as if it were to be supported by the power of the light column.

"The stars change!"

Ningxiaochuan formed circles of ripples in front of him, like a Tai Chi diagram. He fought back that pillar of light and became more powerful.

"Poof!"

The light column bombarded Hejia's chest and threw him out. His body was wrapped in thick ice, and the whole person was frozen, just like an ice block rolling down in the martial arts field.

Through the ice, you can see Hejia's body, with blood on the corners of his mouth.

This is simply a startling reversal. He Jia was defeated with just one move and was frozen in the cold.

The martial art of "changing the stars" was remembered by all the martial artists present. It was so weird that it could counterattack the opponent's strength and play a more powerful force.

This is a magical martial art!

Many people feel taboo and secretly say that if they are enemies with Ning Xiaochuan, they must be wary of his martial arts when they display their unique skills.

"As long as the strength is strong enough, it can break his transformation, break the ripples and pierce his heart." Mingyang has just made a calculation in his heart. Once he plays the most Kendo, he has ten levels of confidence to break the ripples formed by the stars and kill Ning Xiaochuan under the sword.

In his view, any martial arts magic power in the world can be broken with a sword.

The vice president of the third division martial arts academy narrowed his eyes and said, "this little guy is the ultimate genius of our third division martial arts academy?"

"Yes, it's him, Ning Xiaochuan." A teacher said respectfully.

The vice president of the third division martial arts academy nodded and said, "it's a good seedling to cultivate martial arts! It seems that it's time for our third division martial arts academy to be proud. Whoever dares to say that the combat effectiveness of the heart cultivator is low in the future, I'll be anxious with him."

"Vice president, quality, quality... There are many people here, and the image of our three normal colleges." A teacher hurriedly reminded.

"It's not exciting! It's not easy for our third division martial arts academy to produce a person!" The vice president of the third division martial arts academy sighed long, with an unspeakable sense of vicissitudes.

In the military field, there are variables.

Ice, cracks.

Cracks, spread out, dense cracks like spider webs.

"Bang!"

The ice burst and Hejia flew out of it.

His skin was pale, and even his hair turned white. All over the body, only the eyes are black.

He Jia's mouth sent out a long roar, as fast as lightning, and a slap hit Ning Xiaochuan's chest.

Ningxiaochuan's body slid on the ground for more than 20 meters before it stabilized, leaving two deep scratches on the ground. His chest was completely covered with cold ice, and there was a bone piercing pain.

Ning Xiaochuan stared at Hejia, who was pale all over, and always felt that Hejia looked too ferocious at the moment, not like a person, but a frozen zombie for thousands of years.

There was a drop of ice corpse blood suspended in the heart palace of Wu Dao in Hejia.

That drop of ice corpse was the supreme martial god of the Ninth level of the earth statue when he was alive. He was a generation of peerless masters. After death, his body was protected by ice spirit, which did not decay for thousands of years, and turned into an ice corpse.

The ice corpse was dug out from the North ice sea, and its identity has been unable to be identified. It is now preserved in the spirit Tomb of Yiyuan sect.

He Jia originally intended to use this drop of ice corpse blood to deal with famous sheep, defeat famous sheep and become the leader of this year, but he didn't expect to be forced to use this drop of ice corpse blood in advance because of Ning Xiaochuan.

This drop of ice corpse blood melted in his martial arts heart palace and integrated into all parts of his body, making his body extremely stiff, invulnerable to weapons, water and fire, and infinite power.

Unless the power of that drop of ice corpse blood is exhausted, otherwise he is invincible.

"Ning Xiaochuan, you can force me to use this trick, which is enough to prove that your strength is indeed strong. But that's it. After this war, I will be promoted, and you will be eliminated or dead." Hejia's voice was hoarse and cold, like a completely changed person, with a breath of yin and evil.

Ning Xiaochuan also became cautious. At the moment, he Jia didn't know what method to use to forcibly improve his strength, and his combat effectiveness increased at least five times.

He Jia's mouth vomited cold air, and the soles of his feet stepped on the ground. His body flew up like a shell, more than ten meters high from the ground, and quickly fell down, kicking down to Ning Xiaochuan's head.

Ning Xiaochuan stretched out his arm and pinched Hejia's feet with five fingers. A huge force passed from his arm to his body and extended to his feet.

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan's half body was immersed in the yellow sand, revealing his body above the waist, and his palm was still pinched on the soles of Hejia's feet.

Time seems to freeze.

"Crackling!"

Ning Xiaochuan's palm burst out hundreds of lightning, which turned into electric snakes and entered Hejia's feet. The current completely wrapped Hejia's body.

"Roar!"

He Jia gave a long whistle and his body ejected again.

While Ning Xiaochuan's body sank underground, he punched Ning Xiaochuan's chest again.

With that fight just now, Ning Xiaochuan can feel the obvious strength of Hejia.

At the moment, Ning Xiaochuan's heart still felt faint pain. If it weren't for his physical strength comparable to the seventh heaviest warrior of the divine body, he Jiagang's strength of that foot could make him suffer a heavy blow.

If a warrior with the fifth weight of the divine body is hit by Hejia gangcai's foot, he will definitely be trampled on a mass of blood mud.

"Thunder and bell!"

Ning Xiaochuan condensed Wu daoxuan's Qi in his heart, stared at the fist bombarded by Hejia, and his mouth burst like thunder.

In his mouth, he spits out sound waves and condenses into a huge nine meter high God clock, covering Ning Xiaochuan's body in the clock.

The huge God clock became more and more solid, and revolved around Ning Xiaochuan's body.

It's like a real God shaking clock in the world, with lightning flowing on the surface of the clock, causing a huge storm in the military field and rolling yellow sand all over the sky.