Chapter 166 Freeze

Outsiders, put the stage in front of your family to provoke, your family's children to fight for the honor of the family, put in any family, the family should be on the side of their own family's children, right?

But what about the Jing family?

Jingshanqu, the head of the Jing family, was speaking for outsiders and scolding his family's children for fighting!

Could such a family be strong?

Many of the martial artists who were watching were originally in the mood to watch the show, but now some of them felt that it was not worth it. For a family like this, it's not worth it!

On the ring, Jing Yan slowly took out the red weapon Heavenly fire sword.

The Heavenly fire sword was the name Jing Yan gave this artifact. This artifact was obtained from Great Elder Wei Zhenzhi, the The wei family. Jing Yan did not want to continue using his previous name, so he gave the artifact a new name.

Heavenly fire sword!

"Artifact?"

Seeing Jing Yan's skyfire sword, Suowen's eyes suddenly shrank and a greedy look appeared.

All the spears he used were just one of the best weapons. This Jing Yan, who actually has a dharma artifact, is simply casting pearls in the dark.

You must kill Jing Yan and get this weapon! In an instant, Suowen made up her mind.

Although the weapon he used was not a sword, but a spear, but the value of the artifact was very high, he could bring Jing Yan's artifact back to the Divine wind academy, and then exchange for a suitable artifact for his use. With his dharma weapon, his fighting power could be improved again!

At the thought of this, a red light burst out in Suowen's eyes, and the war became more intense.

Even Zhao Yifeng and Cai Guanglin, who were at the edge of the ring, showed greedy eyes. Neither of them had any weapons. Unfortunately, it was Suowen, not the two of them, who was going to kill Jing Yan in the ring. This artifact, too, would not be shared between the two of them.

"Jing Yan, die!"

Suowen's eyes were fixed and he let out a low drink.

"The sky-splitting spear method!" Suowen roared.

On the black spear in his hand, his energy surged, and the shadow of the black spear, like thousands of poisonous snakes, swept out of the sky.

The sky-splitting spear technique is a kind of top-grade martial art.

He was a mid-stage innate martial artist, a student of the Divine wind academy, and a disciple of the deacon. The resources he could obtain in his daily training would certainly exceed those of ordinary students. It was reasonable that he could practice the best martial arts.

"Little bastard, I said I was going to cut a ninety-nine eighty-one hole in your body. If I said that, I would definitely do it. I won't kill you directly!" Suowen's sinister voice, followed by the shadow of the spear, slowly came out.

The nearby martial artists all had a creepy feeling when they heard his voice.

"It's the sky-splitting spear technique, the ultimate martial arts. It looks like brother suo wen has already trained this kind of martial arts to an extremely advanced level." Zhao Yifeng said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Hehe, brother suo wen is also true. Killing a ninth-heaven martial artist also uses the best martial arts, killing a chicken with an ox knife. If it were me, I would kill that scene with just one sword." Cai Guanglin, said with a smile.

He said it easily, but he also knew in his heart that Jing Yan was the ninth heaven of martial arts that could defeat Jing Tianlong, which was not comparable to the average day after tomorrow. Of course, even if Jing Yan was strong, his current opponent was Suowen, so there was no doubt that he would die.

Cai Guanglin was also very excited at the thought of a demonic genius dying in the Jing family.

Cai Guanglin, who was part of the cai family, was happy to see the Jing family suffer.

Among the martial artists who were watching from afar, there were also some powerful ones with good eyesight.

When they saw the terrifying spear shadow sweeping towards jingyan, they knew that Jing Yan was doomed. Unless there was a miracle, Jing Yan would die in the hands of sowen.

The power of the best martial arts is terrible.

The jing family, what a fool. At this time, none of the elders came out to save Jing Yan.

To suffer such a loss for nothing, would the Jing family's clan leader and others be indifferent?

Some martial artists, looking at House of the jing family, seemed to be still waiting for the Jing family elders and other powerful people to rescue Jing Yan.

"Die!"

At this moment, Jing Yan roared.

Heavenly fire sword, the body of a sword full of veins, a dazzling red light, swept out.

"To Cut the Moon Swordsmanship!"

The red Jian Guang condensed into a red crescent moon in space.

Power, radiating all around.

The crescent moon paused slightly in space. Then, at a terrifying speed, they attacked the completely black spear shadow.

"Hmm?"

"Are you a martial artist of the innate realm?"

As soon as Jing Yan struck, Suowen sensed the energy fluctuations in Jing Yan's body. It seemed that Jing Yan was not a ninth heaven of martial arts, but a state of nature.

Suowen was also slightly angry.

Damn Zhao Yifeng, he actually told me that Jing Yan was the ninth heaven of martial arts, which was clearly the innate state.

However, although Suowen was angry at zhao yifeng, he didn't think it was a big deal. Even if Jing Yan was born into the realm of nature, he could not be his opponent.

"The To Cut the Moon Swordsmanship of top-grade martial arts also wants to fight against my sky-splitting spear technique? What a joke!" Suowen, with a sneer, stared into his eyes and waited for his myriad spear shadows to pierce through ninety-nine eighty-one blood holes in Jing Yan's body.

"Poof!"

The red blade collided with the black spear shadow, and the light around it shook slightly.

Then, the scene that caused everyone's brain to shut down appeared.

The ferocious black myriad spear shadows were instantly ripped apart by the red blade. The red blade, without much resistance, broke through the blockade of the black spear shadow and killed the sorcerer at the rear.

"No!"

Suowen's face turned pale and his eyes widened in terror. He screamed and his figure retreated. The energy in the mist whirled in his body reached its limit at dusk. The black spear in his hand also danced wildly to try to stop it.

"Wheeze!"

The red Jian Guang, with its spear in its hand, flew into its head.

Everything seemed to have settled down at this moment. Everything stopped.

Under the gaze of countless eyes!

A red dot appeared on that sniffy forehead. Then, the red dot grew larger and larger, forming a blood hole. A small amount of blood, gurgling out.

And the majestic breath that he could smell quickly disappeared like the tide, and his figure was still retreating. After retreating two more steps, he finally fell backwards.

Clang! "The best weapon, the black spear, landed on the ground with a crisp sound." The crisp sound was like a knock on the hearts of all nearby martial artists.