Chapter 1214

Snowflakes fell, purple shirts fluttered.

The electric light bloomed on Ye Ziling's body, revealing a strange cold air, she stood in the void as if stepping on a purple ice thunder lotus.

Bang!

The flying snowflakes fought against the king's coercion that erupted from Chu Tianhao, and exploded in the void, and lightning and flames erupted in an instant. The ten Qingluan roaming around, like ten sharp swords with flowing lights, filled with astonishing and incomparably sharp power.

They turned into shocking lightning, suddenly up and down, rampant.

Chu Tianhao's face looked rather ugly, his aura was being constantly suppressed, and the king's coercion was still unable to burst out.

When a king can only be trapped in a cage, his so-called king's power is almost abolished.

When Ye Ziling's sword intent burst into the sky, it turned into a ray of light, drew his sword out of its scabbard, and charged towards the opponent first.

Clang clang!

On the Cangxuan battle stage, the two figures fought together in an instant, each bursting with strength close to the limit.

As soon as he made his move, he showed no mercy, and the violent star power filled this space. Various visions exploded wildly, thunder light, flame, ice, snowflake, sword light, and so on.

Chu Tianhao, who had originally thought of keeping his trump card, was forced to dance with all his strength.

The entire Cangxuan Square was silent, and no one made a sound.

It has to be said that the fight between these two is the most exciting duel today. The match between Lin Yun and Zhang He yesterday was not too different, or even worse.

After all, in the fight yesterday, Lin Yun only used less than 50% of his strength.

"This... is Senior Sister so strong?"

Feng Zhang said with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Why are those Qingluan different from ours?"

Liu Qingyan said very puzzled.

It is also the thirteen swords of the floating cloud, but the Qingluan that Ye Ziling sacrificed is each wearing a layer of thunder and lightning armor. The ten green luans were surrounded by them, forming an extremely majestic thunder sword. It was that Chu Tianhao did not get any advantage when he cultivated the Suspended King Art to the twelfth level.

This woman has improved again!

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he felt that the other party's Xue Yaohua bloodline was awakened again.

But it seems that there is still a huge potential, and this kind of blood power is completely passively awakened. Lin Yun guessed in his heart that the family Ye Ziling belonged to might be a noble family from the Eastern Wilderness, and it was related to her mother.

Because he can be sure that the old man who taught Fuyun has absolutely no blood of Xue Yaohua.

It seems that the Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds have also reached the transformation realm, which is not the same as my understanding... She is taking the route of the king.

Under the clouds, all are ants!

Lin Yun complimented inwardly, Ye Ziling understood this really fast, and it didn't take long for him to hand over the Thirteen Swords of Fuyun to her.

It is a pity that the Floating Cloud Sword Art cannot be passed on to her at the same time.

Lin Yun whispered to himself and muttered a few words.

The Floating Cloud Sword Art is on the top of the Holy Sword Mountain, and can only be practiced by watching the stone tablet. Even if Lin Yun has completed the sword art, he cannot pass it on to outsiders.

The thunder and flames rioted on the battlefield, forming countless monsters of all kinds, and the vision of a group of demons dancing wildly.

The area where Chu Tianhao was located seemed to be a purgatory of thunder, the fire was soaring into the sky, and the suffocating aura was overwhelming.

His face was gloomy to the extreme, the stars in his body surged, his eyes swept away, and the moment he locked Ye Ziling in the vast snowflakes, he stabbed him out.

boom!

The cold light at the tip of the spear was piercing, and his whole body surged with the might of a king, condensing into a ferocious and violent wolf king. Behind the wolf king, there were countless packs of wolves, and with this gun, they rolled away like a thousand horses, carrying endless coercion.

"Swallow the cloud into a dragon!"

Ye Ziling turned around, and the boundless sea of ​​clouds bathed in the electric light, turning into a cloud dragon behind him.

Bang!

The spear light, which was wrapped in the coercion of the endless king, collided with the sword light fiercely.

When the two collided, the surging stars in Chu Tianhao's body poured into the spear like a river. Only a loud noise was heard, and a crack appeared in the Yunlong, followed by a terrifying opening, which collapsed like a petal.

good chance!

Chu Tianhao's eyes lit up, he took advantage of the situation to rise, and he shot at the opponent again.

Click!

The void was like a mountain being shattered by this spear. Seeing that this spear was about to kill from a height, Ye Ziling was not surprised, her hands condensed with fingerprints, and said softly, "Sacred Light and Thunder Shadow Art!"

Her slender body fell into the shattered snow, as if pieces of paper were embedded in it.

It seems to be as soft as snow, but the purple snow obsidian flowers are all condensed with the power of thunder and the lingering sword intent.

When she completely fell in, the entire figure immediately disappeared into the vast snow, Chu Tianhao missed the shot, and his eyes immediately searched.

What about people?

As far as he could see, it was a vast expanse, and he could only vaguely see a white shadow like a random string of electric lights.

The snowflakes are stacked on top of each other, like picture scrolls, and when one is torn apart, a more complex picture scroll will appear immediately.

Chu Tianhao not only failed to find Ye Ziling, on the contrary, he completely immersed himself in this strange vision.

His face suddenly turned gloomy as never before, and he unreservedly released the Twelve-Hanging King Art, like a beast ramming through the heavy snow.

Ka Ka Ka!

Countless snowflakes shattered, making a loud noise, and there was a rush.

Relying on the unfathomable Hanging King Art, Chu Tianhao kept chasing the white shadow in the vast snowflakes.

"found it!"

Chu Tianhao's wrist flicked violently, and the spear blade fell from the sky like a waterfall, crushing many snowflakes before hitting the white shadow.

Click!

The powerful terrifying ultimate move was extremely terrifying, but the shadow shattered like a glass plate.

"fake?"

Chu Tianhao's face changed slightly, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw a snowstorm. Ye Ziling's blue silk is like a waterfall, wearing a purple skirt, standing proudly. In her white snow-like jade hand, she was holding a sharp sword with a cold light, with dazzling electric light and purple awns lingering on the body of the sword.

There are stars and snowflakes falling, and after a while, the stars and snowflakes set off against each other, forming an unprecedented spectacle.

At this moment, her frost-like face showed unprecedented charm.

The eleventh sword, Biluo Xingchen!

Ye Ziling's body flashed, bathed in the light of star snow, and stabbed with a sword.

Pfft!

The sword light said that the stars were blooming, and Chu Tianhao tried his best to resist, but he was still vomited and flew away by the shock of the sword.

Chu Tianhao was injured!

Seeing this scene, everyone in Cangxuan Mansion took a deep breath. Could it be that the Floating Cloud Sword Sect really wants to crush Xuanwang Palace five to zero?

"Ye Ziling, you are courting death!"

Under the severe pain, Chu Tianhao let out a roar, and the voice fell.

There are rust-stained lines that slowly unfold behind him, rumbling, and those lines are made of blood and flames. At first glance, the flickering lines look like a picture scroll, but if you look closely, it is clearly an extremely long-standing ancient character.

It was a word for king, but this word was made up of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and it had a very strange death and suffocation.

"The ancient seal of the hanging king!"

Chu Tianhao's body burst out with terrifying blood. At this moment, he was like an evil king who came out of purgatory.

A burst of strange laughter came from his mouth, and the word "king" behind him finally took shape. Below the king was a sea of ​​blood, in which thousands of corpses floated.

After he was backed up, he was swept out with a single shot.

boom!

The ancient king character blessing was poured into the spear, and it transformed into a white skeleton palm.

Ka Ka Ka Ka!

In an instant, several Qingluans let out extremely mournful wailing, and were directly torn apart by the white-boned palm.

"not good!"

Jiang Lichen, Liu Qingyan and the others turned mutinous, and stood up in fright at this scene.

Chu Tianhao looked ferocious, and looked like a madman. He didn't have the slightest leeway to make a move like this.

This was his last card in launching the hell mode, and now he was forced to play it in advance. Even if he won Ye Ziling, he couldn't continue the hell mode.

The hell mode is a life-and-death situation, and his hand hangs the ancient seal of the king, and he wins a one-in-a-million opportunity.

But the biggest trump cards are exposed right now, hell mode, how can there be the slightest chance.

"This woman is really nasty!"

Chu Tianhao gritted his teeth angrily, even if Xuanwang Palace was going to lose, he was determined to abolish this slut.

But in the face of this terrifying momentum, the strange ultimate move that made the audience exclaim, Ye Ziling's expression still didn't change much. The snow flower in her eyes burned completely, and the electric light wrapped around her body, under her slender and tall white legs, condensed into a jade-like purple ice thunder lotus, like a fairy born in purple thunder.

Qianqianyu | Feet, seduce the soul.

Xue Yaohua bloomed with dazzling youth in this dead and cold light and in the wailing and roaring of Qingluan, and the sword in her hand was raised against the dazzling Huaguang.

The twelfth sword, the green mountains outside the clouds!

The boundless sea of ​​clouds spread out behind her. Unlike Lin Yun, the sea of ​​clouds behind her was also mixed with a lot of purple electric light.

When his sword was pierced, the sea of ​​clouds and boundless snowflakes formed into a majestic vortex at the tip of the sword.

In the whirlpool, the sea of ​​​​clouds churned, and the electric light raged, swallowing all the light.

boom!

The world lost its light for a short time, and it was dark, until the light reappeared. Chu Tianhao's giant skeleton hand condensed by the ancient seal of the hanging king was smashed into layers by the vortex, and it kept bursting open.

"how can that be?"

Chu Tianhao opened his mouth wide and exclaimed in surprise, unable to believe that Ye Ziling could even break the ancient seal of the King of Hanging.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he said solemnly: "Fuyun Thirteen Swords, you haven't climbed to the Holy Sword Peak, how can you cultivate to the last three swords!"

"Nothing to do with you!"

Ye Ziling looked cold and arrogant, the sword power of the green mountain outside the cloud swept out, crushing all the bones, and at the same time, lightning bombarded Chu Tianhao's chest.

In the loud noise, Chu Tianhao's bones were shattered, and he was directly smashed to the ground by this sword.

Bang!

In the Cangxuan battle stage, a deep pit in the shape of a herringbone appeared in an instant, and Chu Tianhao was directly buried in it.

The people from the Cangxuan Mansion checked and found that Chu Tianhao, who was buried deep inside, passed out and passed out unconscious, and only a few breaths were left.

"Floating Cloud Sword Sect, Ye Ziling wins!"

There was silence everywhere in the world, and everyone's eyes fell on Ye Ziling.

Five to zero!

Ye Ziling, who had defeated Chu Tianhao strongly, made the Sword Sect of Floating Clouds humiliate the Hall of Xuanwang in front of everyone in the Cangxuan Palace with an unprecedented score.

Ten years of bad anger, all at once.

[At three in the morning, the second chapter is delivered. I'm a little sorry, but I forgot to tell everyone that I'll be there tomorrow morning after twelve o'clock. I usually say more at the end of the chapter, no matter how late it will be written. Read books rationally and refuse abuse. Many times I am not as strong as you think. Because I'm the author, I can't say any grievances, and it's useless to say it. Should I be scolded or scolded for a slow update, I can only grit my teeth and support myself. Because I can't stand it... There is no one behind me. Keep working hard, I hope I can accompany you all the way and write what you think. 】