The whole platform, surrounded by running water and steaming water mist, is ablaze with fire and hot, as if it has become two different worlds.
"OK. Yang Wan'er, be careful. "
Feeling the strong sense of oppression from Yang Waner's body, Fei Xueyan's eyes are completely solemn, with a flash of energy in them.
Clang!
The cold air is everywhere. The blue sword in Fei Xueyan's hand leaves the scabbard.
In Dun time, half of the platform is dense in a blue brilliance, a breath of astonishing cold air spreads, the nearby water mist is frozen, and a large number of ice crystals are flying on the platform. With the sound of clicking, the water around begins to condense.
"The sword!"
Luo Feng's eyes flashed and stayed on the sword in the hands of Fei Xueyan.
The sword is three feet and three inches long, and the whole body is ice crystal color. There are layers of textures on it, like scales made of ice crystals. On the front of the sword, you can see a cold rising faintly, like a strange python. You can shuttle back and forth on the front of the sword. Just watch from afar, you can feel the cold, and you need to freeze your blood.
The breath contained in this sword is even better than that of Emperor Yan's sky breaking sword. It's not simple!
Hum!
As soon as Fei Xueyan's wrist shakes, the sword in her hand makes a sound of Python roar. The hot wind in the whole valley cools a little. She looks up and says:
"this sword is called Ling snake sword. It's a sword casting expert of holy land who kills the deep sea monster extremely cold Ling snake. It's made of its spirit and soul. It can greatly increase the power of sword technique. The sword Qi can also freeze the vitality of the warrior. It's a spirit soldier of seven kinds."
"Seven spirit soldiers!"
"This is the top three spirit soldiers. No wonder they have such amazing sword power."
"With the help of this sword, Yang Wan'er is in a bad situation."
Hearing Fei Xueyan's words, the whole valley was in a uproar. Most of the people looked at her sword with a frightened face.
As we all know, spirit soldiers are divided into nine grades, one to three grades are the lower three grades, four to six grades are the middle three grades, seven to nine grades are the upper three grades. The higher the level of the spirit soldier, the greater the increase of the strength of the warrior.
It's said that some high-quality spiritual soldiers even have their own spiritual sense, which contains all kinds of extraordinary.
However, it's hard to find spiritual soldiers, especially high-quality ones. In the world, the three kinds of spirit soldiers are very rare, no matter what they are.
Just now, Princess Xueyan's momentum was suppressed steadily by Yang Waner. Now after drawing the sword, her momentum is better. For a while, many people think that she can win the battle.
Luo Feng's face immediately returned to calm after a brief surprise.
Qipin lingbing is really extraordinary, but he doesn't think that the princess Xueyan can defeat Yang Waner just by this.
He knows from the bottom of his heart that Yang Waner's strength is far more than that on the surface.
"Yang Waner, take my sword!"
Ling snake sword in hand, the Princess Snow Goose immediately urged Zhen Yuan, ignoring the 20 step distance, a sword stabbed out.
Wheeze!
On the platform, the wind and snow are sharp. A thick wind and snow sword Qi, penetrating through the void, comes out with the momentum of freezing everything. The flame energy blocked is swallowed in an instant, and the young talent in the audience is shocked.
The sword Qi assisted by seven spirit soldiers is really extraordinary. The breath of this sword makes people feel cold.
"Good swordsmanship."
Yang Wan'er stood in the same place with calm eyes. In the middle of Zhenyuan's surging, a golden flame appeared on her. There were nine golden flames flying around her. The air was twisted violently. It was Jiuyang burning demon clothes.
"Broken!"
Display the Nine Yang burning demon clothes, Yang Wan'er's momentum suddenly rises, and the slender jade fingers are above the wind, snow and sword.
Hum!
The air vibrates slightly, which seems to be a weak finger, but it contains extremely terrible power. The wind, snow and sword Qi several meters thick are at a standstill for a moment, and then the ice melts.
"The heavenly daughter travels in the clouds!"
Fei Xueyan didn't think she could beat Yang Waner in one move. After that, the next move was the second one.
Hum
The long sword in the hand chants softly, the wind and snow dances wildly around, the imperial concubine snow goose sword walks with him, the figure shuttles on the platform.
Brush
With the flash of the figure of Fei Xueyan, there is a blade of sword air, with a chill of terror, which covers Waner Xiangyang irregularly. She can't see the track. Looking from afar, she looks like a fairy dancing and killing in the beauty.
"What a wonderful sword technique!"
Luo Feng's eyes are shining. It seems that Fei Xueyan's sword move doesn't seem to have anything, but after careful observation, it can be found that there is a back move hidden behind each sword. If the enemy is careless, he will fall into a dilemma of no return!
There are only two ways to break this sword technique.
The first is to roll from the technical aspect, see through Fei Xueyan's back move, seize the moment when the other side changes its move, and counter defend for attack. The second way is to smash the opponent's chances of changing moves with strength and direct attack.
If it is Luo Feng who faces this sword technique, he will choose the second method at the first time. It's not that he can't see through the latter move of Fei Xueyan, but that he prefers to fight in a way of opening and closing and breaking through skillfully than that of working on scheming.
Obviously, Yang Waner and Luo Feng are the same kind of people.
In the face of dazzling sword light, Yang Wan'er is shocked and unchangeable. The Nine Yang burning demon clothes and demon inflammation on her body soar.
"Jiuyang Tianluo!"
Boom boom boom boom
With one touch, nine golden flames swept out of Yang Wan'er.
The nine regiments of gold flames soared in the air and turned into powerful and attacking pillars, twisted and interwoven with each other. In an instant, they became a fire net wall covering the sky and blocking the sun, radiating in all directions. All the swords burst and disappeared in succession along the way.
Feeling the terrible power of Jiuyang Tianluo, Fei Xueyan understood that if the situation could not be recovered now, she would be very difficult to take the initiative again, make a decision immediately, and her whole body was really yuan driven to the extreme, with a sword pointing at Yang Waner.
"The cold moon is full of blue sky!"
With a cold drink, Fei Xueyan's body is like a snow cloud flying in the wind. The frozen water around her rises with a chill, which condenses on the long sword in her hands. For a while, a thick layer of white frost condenses on the platform. The chill is amazing.
Brush brush brush
With a shake of the wrist, the sharp sword leaped in the void countless times.
In an instant, the sharp white sword burst out, like a round of waning moon, penetrating the void, with a deep chill, covering the past with the sun.
Boo!
Sword Qi goes on and on. Unexpectedly, he cuts a big hole in the flame net. He cuts to Yang Wan'er in the middle as fast as thunder.
When people thought that the overall situation had been fixed, the sudden changes occurred. Yang Wan'er's pupils were completely bright, and there was a group of gold flames beating in the deep, just like red gold glaze.
Hum!
The air rippling, Yang Waner behind the void, there is a crystal palace virtual shadow.
I don't know what material the palace is made of. It's crystal clear. It's light and colorful. In the middle, you can see a golden light beating continuously.
Gaga Gaga
With the opening of the palace gate, there was a faint shrill strange laughter in the void. Then, a strong smell of ancient tyranny came out of the palace and integrated into Yang Waner's body.
Boom!
At the same time, the sword Qi of the cold moon was cut off. It seemed that Yang Waner would be swallowed completely. In this scene, many people stood up from their seats.
However, the sword Qi has not been close to the three foot range around Yang Waner, and the senhan mood is completely burned by the strong breath of Yang Waner. The sword Qi without artistic conception is fragile and smashed like crystal on Jiuyang burning demon clothes.