Ye Mo made a casual move, and a seven-inch handleless flying sword shining with purple electric light came out, floating in front of him, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Bai Chuanjun.
The flying sword was surrounded by several arcs of electricity as thick as a thumb, making a crackling sound and flashing with extremely dazzling electric light.
"Ding Lei Sword, please enlighten me"
Ye Mo smiled lightly, his words revealing strong confidence.
This is one of several good high-level magic weapons that monk Ye Zhen found from the ruins of the ancient Purple Sword Immortal Palace. Ye Mo thought it was good, so he kept this sword.
"A flying sword of the high-level three magical weapons?" Baichuan Jun was startled, obviously not expecting that Ye Mo actually had a thunder sword of this level in his hand.
Among all magic weapons, the flying sword level magic weapon has the most powerful attack power. Although the "Xuanbingzhu" in Shirakawa Jun's hand is also unparalleled in its magic and is one of the three magical weapons, it faces the Ding Lei Sword, which is also a high-level three magical weapon.
, it seems slightly inferior.
"Very good. No wonder you are confident. It's a pity that your cultivation level is too low and you may not be able to bring out the full strength of this sword!"
"Ice Barrier"
Bai Chuanjun sneered and flicked his fingers, sending a burst of ice magic power into the Xuan Bing Bead. The Xuan Bing Bead trembled in the air, and the light swelled and continuously erupted into large clouds of cold air, covering an entire area of hundreds of feet.
Once a monk rushes into it, all the mana in his body will soon be frozen and suffocated by the severe cold.
Ye Mo only felt that the temperature around him was dropping at an alarming rate. After a short time, a small piece of frost formed between his brows.
"Hmph, no one below the golden elixir can defeat me in the ice barrier."
Bai Chuanjun's face was ferocious, and his delicate facial features were twisted together in anger.
"Yeah?"
Ye Mo shook his body unmoved, the vitality in his body circulated rapidly, and a ball of fire burst out from his body, temporarily forcing back the cold air around his body to prevent himself from being affected by the ice barrier.
"Fire spell?"
Bai Chuanjun's breath was stagnant, and he couldn't help but uttered in surprise, "Aren't you a thunder monk? How can you also practice fire spells?"
Most of the Sanqi monks specialize in Sanqi spells and will not waste energy on practicing the weaker Five Elements spells. For them, the Three Qi spells are already very powerful.
“There are many places you can’t think of”
Ye Mo pointed out the sword technique, and the Ding Lei Sword buzzed, turned into a purple thunder light, and slashed directly at Bai Chuanjun.
Bai Chuanjun stretched out his hand with a gloomy expression. A white light flashed through the black ice bead, and the ice spear that was about ten feet long condensed instantly and quickly faced Ye Mo's Ding Lei Sword.
The Ding Lei Sword was restrained by the ice spear and had to temporarily stop to deal with the ice spear's attack. Driven by Ye Mo, it slashed dozens of times in the blink of an eye, breaking the blocked ice spear into pieces.
Bai Chuanjun was shocked to find that Ye Mo, who was in the cold barrier, could fly his sword smoothly and was completely unrestricted.
Although the Ice Spear Technique is a high-level spell, after all, it is just the condensed ice mana. After a few fights with the Ding Lei Sword, the ice shavings that could no longer be supported flew around, and were quickly chopped into powder by the Ding Lei Sword.
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Bai Chuanjun seemed to have known for a long time that the ice spear would be unable to withstand the attack of the Ding Lei Feijian, so he used a magic trick in his hand to condense another ice spear in advance, and continued to parry the fierce attack of the Ding Lei Feijian.
Between Ye Mo and Bai Chuanjun, thunder roared, ice flowers danced wildly, and mana fluctuations of the ice and thunder elements surged around them, causing the surrounding monks to withdraw from the battle group with shocked expressions.
The fight between the two fell into a stalemate for a while.
Baichuan Jun's cultivation level is deeper than that of Ye Mo, but he continuously condenses ice spears to block it. In comparison, although Ye Mo's magic power is far less powerful than his opponent, most of the driving of the flying sword relies on divine consciousness.
It only takes a small amount of mana to activate the flying sword.
As one goes and the other goes, it won't take long for Bai Chuanjun to be defeated by Ye Mo due to lack of magic power.
However, Ye Mo didn't dare to take it lightly. The other party could defeat many evil cultivators at such a young age and become their leader. There must be something special about him. Moreover, Bai Chuanjun's expression at the moment looked extremely dull, as if he was planning some big move.
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Ye Mo looked around, his heart suddenly filled with awe, and his face became a little ugly.
The ice gun that was shattered by him, because of the existence of the ice barrier, the ice mana in the ice gun did not dissipate and turn into the aura of heaven and earth as usual. Instead, it was blocked and collected by the ice barrier.
Within the ice barrier where he was, broken ice shards were being shrouded in white ice mist, condensing into a large number of tiny ice cones, surrounding them in all directions, with the cold light shining directly at him from the tips of the cones.
Each ice cone only has the killing power of a Qi-training monk, but the advantage is that the number is huge, enough to kill Ye Mo in them.
Ye Mo's face had a solemn look that he had never seen before.
"Haha, it's already too late. My Ling Prison has been completed."
Baichuan Jun laughed evilly and closed his hands fiercely. The entire ice barrier closed at an extremely fast speed, surrounding Ye Mo from top to bottom.
"What can you do if you have both thunder and fire skills? Huh, you are obviously a Sanqi monk, but you insist on practicing some low-level five-element magic, and you don't know how to go against me. It doesn't matter, you can die in my Ling Prison.
Consider it your blessing.”
Shirakawa's handsome eyebrows were dancing, and he looked like he had a chance to win.
"Ding Lei Sword, return"
Ye Mo had a wry smile on his face, but he didn't expect that despite being extremely cautious, he still fell into the opponent's way. With a click of the sword technique, the Ding Lei sword that had been fighting with the ice spear trembled fiercely, passing through the cold air that enveloped Ye Mo, and suspended in the air.
Beside him.
Ye Mo's body flashed, lightning burst out from his whole body, and he disappeared instantly.
When he reappeared, Ye Mo had already flown dozens of feet away.
However, the ice barrier was also moving, following him dozens of feet away at almost the same speed.
White frost had condensed on the skin all over his body. Although Ye Mo had been maintaining a fire shield to protect his body, the invasion of cold air was becoming more and more fierce, and the fire shield could no longer withstand it.
And on the spherical wall of cold air surrounding itself, tiny ice edges are rapidly condensing out.
These tiny ice picks kept shooting out, hitting Ye Mo's shield, quickly consuming Ye Mo's mana. Even though they were average in power, as long as they consumed Ye Mo's mana in quantity, they could do it in an instant.
Shoot Ye Mo into a hedgehog.
"Haha, it's useless. You are locked by my black ice beads. Unless you can break through the void and escape, otherwise, no matter how fast you are, you will not be able to escape the cold enchantment. You can't hold on for long, so just wait until you are finished."
Bai Chuanjun sneered and put all his strength into the Ruyi Xuan Ice Bead, trying to speed up the condensation of the ice.
Ye Mo pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and executed another sword technique.
"Keng"
With a soft sound, a green dagger flew out and floated beside Ye Mo along with the Ding Lei Sword.
Compared to the purple Ding Lei sword with electric arcs flashing all over its body, the green dagger was surrounded by circles of small whirlwinds and turned out to be a wind-type flying sword.
"this?"
At this time, Bai Chuanjun was completely dumbfounded.
"Wind system, you can actually control the wind system flying sword, and it is also a wind system flying sword at the high-level magic weapon level. How can a person practice two strange sword techniques at the same time and control two flying swords at the same time? It's impossible.
Absolutely impossible”
Bai Chuanjun exclaimed again and again, having been completely shocked by Ye Mo's methods. Three strange monks are already very rare, and practicing two of the three strange things at the same time is even rarer.
"I said, there are many things you don't know."
Ye Mo sneered.
"Hahaha, no matter how many flying swords you have, what can you do? You can't protect yourself now, maybe you still want to fight me with flying swords?"
Bai Chuanjun was filled with hatred and jealousy, and said sternly.
"Really?" Ye Mo smiled lightly and said with deep meaning, "Let me also show you the "Wind and Thunder Sword Formation" I just practiced."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Mo made a seal with his hands, and the Spirit Wind Flying Sword and the Ding Lei Flying Sword turned their hilts inward and their sword tips outward, spinning around him.
This is one of the sword formula combinations in "Five Elements and Three Wonderful Sword Techniques".
"Wind and Thunder Crazy Dragon"
In an instant, the wind and thunder aura driven by the two flying swords began to spin faster and faster with Ye Mo as the center, eventually forming a terrifying thunder and lightning tornado.
The strong wind was raging, and countless slender electric wires were winding around the tornado, erupting with an astonishing momentum.
The ice realm that Shirakawa Jun had worked so hard to manage was completely shattered by the powerful force of wind and thunder in an instant. More than a dozen tall giant thunder and lightning tornadoes swept towards Shirakawa Jun with a devastating force.
All the monks around them stopped fighting with frightened expressions. The power of the wind and thunder sword array used by Ye Mo was far beyond their imagination. In their opinion, the full blow of the golden elixir monk was probably nothing more than this.
Bai Chuanjun's face suddenly turned pale, and the black ice beads suspended in the air disappeared without knowing when.
Shirakawa Jun subconsciously wanted to turn around and escape, but the purple arc in the tornado was extremely fast and had already rushed forward.
"Pyridine"
The strong thunder and lightning paralyzed his whole body, making him unable to move and even escape.
It was only at this moment that Shirakawa Jun knew that he was probably doomed. Even if he used the ice condensation technique again, the arc could easily penetrate the protective ice and hit him directly, without any protective effect at all.
Ye Mo was in the center of the thunder and lightning tornado, with his clothes fluttering and his black hair dancing wildly. In order to maintain this sword formation, the mana in his body was quickly on the verge of drying up, and his soul was in turmoil. If he dragged on any longer, he might be the first to fall.
The one who fell is himself.
Now he just wants to make a quick decision and deal with Shirakawa Jun as soon as possible.
Finally, after a few breaths, driven by Ye Mo, the tornado instantly swallowed up Bai Chuanjun at an incredibly fast speed.
Just when Ye Mo let out a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party would definitely die.
A golden light burst out from the tornado with dazzling light.
"I didn't expect you to be able to force me to use the golden protective talisman passed down from my ancestors, Ye Mo, I will remember you.
However, you still have to die."
Baichuan Jun let out a sharp roar.
Ye Mo hurriedly used his spiritual consciousness and was shocked when he scanned it. He saw Bai Chuanjun, who should have been crushed into powder by the thunder and lightning tornado, now standing in the thunder and lightning storm.
Bundles of arcs as thick as a baby's arms kept hitting his body, but they were blocked by a golden light group around him.
From the golden light ball on Bai Chuanjun's body, Ye Mo felt a powerful aura that was difficult to resist.
"Damn it, at least the golden amulet can only be refined by late-stage Jindan monks. How can I kill him with this golden amulet?"
Ye Mo's expression suddenly changed. His magic power had been exhausted. No matter how powerful his sword technique was, it could not break the protective golden talisman refined by the golden elixir monk.