The flame sword light and the ice sword light collided with each other, and an explosion suddenly roared. Blue ice cubes and red flames drifted everywhere, falling to the ground like two small lanterns of different colors.
Ye Junlin looked at Bei Tangjun with a slightly slanted corner of his mouth, while Bei Tangjun sneered.
"Your Highness, if you are only at this level, you will probably be unable to defeat me." Ye Junlin held the Red Flame Sword tightly and was secretly alert; on the other hand, he joked with Beitangjun with a clever tongue.
Beitangjun's chest was slightly undulating, as if he was slightly angry.
"I hope your combat power is as flexible as your mouth." Beitangjun said, and a lot of cold aura grew on the black sword blade.
Ye Junlin was stunned, and then the red black light wrapped him tightly in the center like a coat.
Fire overcomes ice, an excellent choice.
"Ice Escape, Ice Cold Sword in Four."
Beitangjun's eyes were closed, and the aura of ice continued to overflow from the black iron sword.
The air around him condensed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ye Junlin felt an inexplicable cold air constantly eroding into his body, completely ignoring his "flame armor".
"Boom--"
The bluestone floor around it began to tremble violently. Countless icicles, like bamboo shoots after the rain, breeding out extremely quickly.
Ye Junlin was shrouded in the center by several ice pillars. For a moment, countless cold auras rushed towards him, as if they were about to freeze him into ice.
Ye Junlin increased the output of the flame aura and wanted to use "flame armor" to resist Beitangjun's attack.
But sadly discovered: futile.
The ice aura slowly penetrated into his skin, his tendons, his flesh, his bones, and his whole body was cold, and Ye Junlin's consciousness began to become chaotic.
After a while, the white frost flowers slowly condensed between Ye Junlin's eyebrows.
Thick ice had slowly spread from his feet towards his waist. Ye Junlin was as if he was covered by an ice box, and he was trembling and could no longer have the consciousness of resistance.
Beitangjun looked at Ye Junlin who was frozen into ice, gently curled his lips and mocked: "It's true that 'a dog that can bark will not bite people'."
After slapping the black iron sword, Beitangjun turned around and wanted to leave because he thought: the winner was decided.
Just then, a big hole suddenly cracked on the ground, and the long sword shining with flames pierced straight out.
It's Ye Junlin.
At the beginning of Beitangjun using the "Four-Square Ice Cold Sword", Ye Junlin used the "Tu Clan" and hid underground, leaving his clone to attract Beitangjun's attention.
He was waiting for the moment when Beitangjun thought he had won, and then suddenly took action and achieved his merits in one battle.
The Red Flame Sword flashed with sparkling flames, almost burning through the entire sky. The sword edge was extremely sharp, and it stabbed Beitangjun's chest like thunder and lightning.
"Sher—"
Without any surprise, the sword tip pierced Bei Tangjun's left chest without any joy on Ye Junlin's face.
"Crazy--"
"Beitangjun's body suddenly melted and finally turned into a pool of water stains, leaving it on the bluestone slab.
"You are not the only one who can do this."
Beitangjun smiled and slowly walked out of an icicle...