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Chapter 117 Boiled Turtle Shell

 This chill extended directly along Liu Mang's bloodline and entered his body bit by bit, paralyzing his nerves and even his soul.

"You have heard of my name, and you also know what kind of power I have. The eternal freezing back then was no joke."

The endless icy aura on Tianye Wanxiang's body suddenly burst out, overwhelming towards Liu Mang!

Liu Mang, not to mention being a pain in the ass, is least good at dealing with this kind of people, that is, guys who are stronger than him.

He stretched out his hand slightly, and then pressed it hard on the ground. The next second, the flames exploded and roared towards the oncoming large amount of icy breath. The two completely opposite forces of extreme cold and extreme heat came into contact in an instant.

Together, unimaginable terrifying power exploded!

Liu Mang subconsciously raised his arms to defend himself, but found that there was no way to resist such a terrifying impact. Not far away, Amano Wanxiang skillfully used ice to create a piece of extremely hard ice behind him.

The shield blocked his retreat.

In the icy cold current, everything in the sky once again created large ice spikes. This time, these ice spikes all condensed in the air and did not shoot over immediately.

When Liu Mang's body suddenly retreated under the violent fluctuations of the airflow, and then lost his balance, these ice spikes rushed out, perfectly blocking Liu Mang's embarrassing state where his old strength has gone and new strength has not yet been regenerated!

Awesome, secretly admiring in his heart, Liu Mang looked at the large number of ice spikes coming towards him, and calmly stretched out his hand. The absolute explosive power of the purple flames melted countless ice spikes that had just been connected to him in an instant, and not even one of them could

Get within ten meters of him!

Stabilizing his body, Liu Mang looked at Amano Wanxiang, who was standing there without moving. Looking at his extremely idle look, Liu Mang felt that there was an unknown fire burning violently in his heart, and a fire dragon killed him.

Past.

"Boy, you and I are the same kind of people. We are both born strong!" Amid the extremely rampant laughter, large swaths of icy-cold spikes erupted from every corner around Amano Wanxiang, fiercely attacking him.

Fell into the Yanlong that Liu Mang unleashed with all his strength.

The terrifying murderous intention spread from his body to the surroundings little by little, causing Liu Mang to lose consciousness for a moment, as an endless mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood seemed to appear in front of him.

That was the scene left when Amano Wanxiang became famous when he used his frost blood to create a thousand-meter-long corpse mountain. From that time on, Amano Wanxiang has become an absolute taboo, and its existence

It represents destruction.

At that time, Tianye Wanxiang killed the eighteen evil sects, from the first sect to the ancestral hall of the eighteen sects. If those sects had not preserved their blood, I am afraid that there would be no evil sects now.

No matter who you are, when you see the seriousness of Amano, you will feel the roar from countless wronged souls, which is a shock implanted in the deepest part of your soul.

Liu Mang found that everything around his body was slowly stopping unknowingly. Even the snowflakes falling in the sky were solidifying little by little. This was absolute zero... freezing time!

Slowly seeping out his right hand, Amano Wanxiang looked coldly at Liu Mang, who was standing not far away with a face full of astonishment.

From his hand, a sharp ice sword extended from the palm of his hand.

Everything, everything in the world, has lost its own color and turned pale under such absolute coldness.

When he moved, Liu Mang gritted his teeth and watched the ice on Amano Wanxiang's hand getting closer to his own.

Move, move your body.

Inside the body, the violent dragon soul, fire-leaf golden lotus, and flame demon spirit seemed to sense the dangerous situation of the host, and impacted the surrounding space crazily, but under the power of stopping time, this impact was so small.
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Everything around him seemed to be slowly slowing down. In Liu Mang's field of vision, the icy blue ice spikes were constantly approaching his soul. In a daze, the kind of ice-blue ice spike that was once killed by the giant turtle-backed crocodile in Death Valley

The feeling of being attacked and dying once again pervades my heart and hurts me!

No, you absolutely cannot die here.

Yes, this is the feeling, this feeling of using your own life to bet on the only possibility in the line between life and death!

Completely ignoring the time seal of all things in the world, the endless ice around Liu Mang's body is constantly breaking at an unstoppable speed.

In the sky, dark clouds are pressing down layer by layer, and the terrifying momentum of the heaven and earth is constantly forcing everything in the sky and wilderness below from all directions!

Looking at Liu Mang in front of him, who gradually regained all the colors on his body, Amano Wanxiang showed an extremely cheerful smile. He likes to fight with strong people, but the Blood Fiend Taoist can't do it. His strength is still too low.

He was not qualified to have a one-on-one confrontation with him. Even if he forcibly suppressed his own realm to the middle stage of the divine realm, the gap between the Blood Demon Taoist and him was still too huge, and he did not feel it at all.

The possibility of combat thrill.

But Liu Mang is different. Even though he is super strong, he still feels an extremely strenuous feeling when facing Liu Mang. This guy's strength is quite good, and Liu Mang has been the only one for countless years.

Purple-black flames surged out from Liu Mang's body and swept everything within a few hundred meters around Liu Mang in an instant, whether it was ice spikes, snowflakes, or the constant blowing storms and flickering lights in the sky.

The thunderclouds were all turned into nothing under the manic impact of this dark purple flame.

When everything disappeared, Liu Mang's figure slowly walked out from the dark purple eyes.

The internal energy reserves that he could not control and use out made Amano Wanxiang, who was standing not far away with a face full of surprise, couldn't help but feel the corners of his eyes twitching. This kind of energy reserve was really too terrifying.

Liu Mang, who had recovered his strength and regained his saint-level strength, said sternly: "It seems like you didn't use all your strength just now. Now, let's do it again."

Whispering in a low voice, Liu Mang regained his strength at the moment of life and death. This kind of inner energy filled his whole body, and it felt so good to control all the power by himself.
Chapter completed!
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