Chapter 999

The cold ice freezes the earth and forms a special frozen field.

Zheng Feiyue is based in the field. When he raises his hands and feet, the frost appears and melts, which is very magical.

Nan Leng snorted and walked towards Zheng Feiyue with a knife. The cold ice stuck to the soles of her feet, but it failed to cause too many obstacles to her.

"Die!"

With a loud drink, Nan Lun came.

Zheng Feiyue threw the Duxiu stick and put it on the ice.

He himself moved quickly in the frozen field. Under the blessing of the frozen field, his speed was much faster than usual.

Hoo!

The long knife rubbed Zheng Feiyue, cut it down, fell on the ground, and blew out a deep pit full of ice debris.

At the same time, Zheng Feiyue's palm was also lightly printed on Nan's back.

Nan shook her body and wondered, "that's all?"

Zheng Feiyue put his palm on his chest with one hand, making it like the Buddha of the Tathagata, and said, "my cold ice palm is magic damage, and your physical attack is two concepts."

Nan didn't understand. She shook her head and said, "I don't know what to say. I'll fight again."

Brush!

The knife light was vertical and horizontal. Nan turned into a violent dinosaur, chased Zheng Feiyue and quickly cut the frozen field in pieces. The scene was a mess.

Zheng Feiyue just dodged and slapped Nan coldly. In terms of the parties, it didn't hurt or itch, just like tickling.

After hundreds of rounds.

Zheng Feiyue stepped back, raised his palm on his chest again and said, "you have hit me seven hundred and forty-nine palms. Now put down the butcher's knife and I can save your life."

Nan's face was cold and her eyes looked at him as if she were mentally retarded.

Zheng Feiyue shook his head and snapped his fingers.

Nan suddenly shivered and felt a little cold. The cold came not only from the outside, but also from the inside. She turned and invaded her bones, and even spread to the soul.

"You..."

She had just said a word when her tongue suddenly stiffened.

Click, click.

A layer of sky blue ice rose from the soles of her feet, gradually spread up, and finally covered her whole body, enveloping her whole person.

The afterglow of the sunset.

Look, a beautiful ice sculpture is formed.

In the ice sculpture, Nan's eyes were still turning. She was mobilizing her whole body to break the solid ice, but the cold distracted most of her attention.

Click.

Click.

Click, click.

Zheng Feiyue stepped on the broken ice, came to the ice sculpture, stroked its smooth lines, like appreciating the best art in the world, and said faintly, "now you know what magic damage is?"

Nan in the ice sculpture blinked desperately.

Obviously, she has something to say, and Zheng Feiyue can roughly guess that it is to let her out and fight 300 rounds.

He sighed and said, "you and nagui are not very annoying. If we change places, maybe we can become friends. But unfortunately, you are with the wrong person."

Finish.

He put it on the palm of the ice sculpture and suddenly pressed it hard.

The ice did not break.

But inside the ice sculpture, a strange golden flame rose.

The fire burned in the ice sculpture, first burning Nan's hair, and then burning her body under her desperate eyes.

Her soul uttered a painful wail, like singing a painful song.

"Listen, what a wonderful song of ice and fire." Zheng Feiyue put his ears on the ice sculpture and showed an intoxicated look. "Sing as much as you like. I specially prepared it for you."

The other side.

The evil god Zong Shuai, who was fighting with the iron blood camp, was very cold at such a strange scene.

Ice and fire, two substances that never blend, now give them a strange way to kill: ice trapped people, fire killed people, and don't even give you the hope of escape.

A snap.

The ice sculptures were broken, and the ashes from the flames were scattered on the ground.

Nan, a female nun with natural divine power, has been playing invincible hands at the same level since childhood, and is deeply appreciated by evil gods. Her future is boundless. However, she was burned alive in the ice sculpture, and even the spirit did not escape.

Several other friars of the evil god sect looked at each other and retreated to the mountain.

Lv Bu and others could have pursued while winning, but under the attack of the other party's wheel battle, it was more cost-effective to leave some strength, so they gave up the chase.

"Rest for half an hour, the sun sets and move on."

Zheng Feiyue gave an order. According to the Convention, he broke the fourth flag, then turned and waved at the Mirror magic weapon hanging on the hillside.

The picture reached the foot of the mountain.

Tens of thousands of people are boiling!

The more ordinary people are, the more eager they are for heroes.

Heroes are people who can create miracles!

Zheng Feiyue bravely breaks through the sky peak, breaks the array, kills people and seizes the flag. Every step he takes is creating miracles, and his ordinary origin makes it easier for people to have a sense of substitution.

So when Zheng Feiyue stopped and waved to the crowd, this little action made countless circles of powder for him.

The fanatical crowd waved their arms and roared loudly. What's more, they took off their clothes directly, bare their arms and roared at Tongtian peak.

They are eager for Zheng Feiyue to go on!

That unyielding will inspires everyone!

After mixing the voices of tens of thousands of people, they gradually merged into the three most recognizable words: Zheng Feiyue.

"Zheng Feiyue!"

"Zheng Feiyue!"

"Zheng Feiyue!"

The sound tide, like a huge wave, hit Tongtian peak violently.

The peak of tens of thousands of meters seemed to be unable to resist the warm cry and was about to fall.

In the crowd.

The disciples of the magic weapon sect are also waving their arms and shouting excitedly with the crowd. The crazy color in their eyes is something that leader Mo has never seen before.

Headmaster Mo was stunned.

An unexpected question came to his mind: what would happen if Zheng Feiyue really defeated the evil god in this war? Or ask, what can Zheng Feiyue get from overthrowing the mountain that has been pressing tens of thousands of people on the east bank for thousands of years?

This is a question of great fear.

When the sun set, the last afterglow disappeared, and the night shrouded the earth, leader Mo suddenly shivered.

……

Yuchi Gong opened his eyes and looked at his head. At a height of about several kilometers above his head, a flag painted with a blood knife was waving in the wind.

The silent Shanxi man tightened his arms and said, "I'll have a good rest and climb the mountain."

The four continued to climb the mountain.

At the fifth flag, there are six figures sitting cross legged.

The leader, with his eyes dark and vicious, dressed in black and almost perfectly integrated with the night, is the right Dharma protector of the evil god sect, the black dragon.

After the battle of fairy peak, both sides are acquaintances.

Behind the black dragon, there are five figures, all in one color. Two as like as two peas as like as two peas in a big repair.

And their strength of rules is also very strong, second only to the black dragon.

Zheng Feiyue murmured, "give me the black dragon."

Yuchi Gong said, "give me the twins."

Lv Bu and Zhao Yun looked at Yuchi gong at the same time. The former frowned and said, "my brother, what do you say? It's enough to deal with one of them with your strength."

Yuchi Gong sighed, "I know, but there are too many enemies. We can't fight a long war. Leave the soft persimmons to you two. Kill them as soon as possible, and then free up your hands to help me!"

Everyone knows the truth of Tian Ji's horse racing, but

Zhao Yun frowned into a pimple and said, "old black will die."