What puzzled everyone was that the aura that looked like flames on Yue Mochen's body was no longer as pure as before, but silver-white lines with snow-white black.
These lines keep flowing in the dark flames, like mysterious runes, and like wind and catkins falling from the sky, mysterious and psychedelic.
A thin white mist emanated from the flowing line, making Yue Mochen's figure more mysterious. His wings slowly closed, Yue Mochen fell steadily on the ground, and everyone retreated repeatedly.
It’s not that Yue Mochen’s momentum has reached the realm of regression, but the credit of the flames on Yue Mochen’s body, the Netherworldly reincarnation scent emits a scorching aura, and on the contrary, the silver-white lines in the reincarnation flame
, but it releases extremely cold air!
Two auras that should not have coexisted, appeared strangely together at this time. As Yue Mochen landed, these two auras naturally spread out around.
Everyone suddenly felt as if they were in dire straits. This unprecedented strange feeling made them feel very uncomfortable, so they retreated.
Yue Mochen also noticed this, but what surprised him was that these two completely different auras not only did not make him feel uncomfortable, but instead made his condition surprisingly perfect.
The scorching heat of the samsara dying flame spread into the body. Yue Mochen could clearly feel the explosive power of his body, as if it was endless. He knew that the lines were transformed by the Frost Spirit Flame, and only then could they be integrated into the samsara dying flame.
With this strange phenomenon, waves of coldness spread to all parts of the body, Yue Mochen only felt a slight twilight moment.
Extreme cold and extreme heat actually coexist strangely in Yue Mochen's body and reached a perfect balance.
Yue Mochen didn't pay much attention to the details, because there was something that made him even more happy. He found that since he used the power of Frost Spirit Flame to block Feng Xiaotong's "Thousand Snakes Dance" by
The sword path has a deeper understanding, as if you can touch the threshold of the sword intent at any time.
The sword intent, something that originally existed only in dreams, in this battle, Yue Mochen found the direction at the cost of being injured. At this time, he looked at Feng Xiaotong opposite him and felt that the latter suddenly changed.
Better lovely.
"Feng Xiaotong, right? I don't want to remember the names of those cats and dogs, but I want to thank you, thank you for letting me find the direction."
Yue Mochen said to Feng Xiaotong with a faint smile.
Feng Xiaotong was stunned, completely unaware of what Yue Mochen was referring to: "What does it mean?"
"It doesn't mean much, you don't need to know."
Yue Mochen replied in absurdly, and suddenly changed his tone: "You are from the big world, right?"
"Big World?"
Except for Feng Xiaotong, a question mark broke out in everyone present: Big World? What is that place?
But Feng Xiaotong's face was different from others. Although she seemed a little confused, this confusion was very different from other people. The confusion of others was confusion, but his confusion was shocked!
"I don't know what big world!" In just a moment, Feng Xiaotong returned to normal and replied casually.
"Don't you know? Then forget it."
Yue Mochen smiled faintly, raised the single sword in his hand and pointed at Feng Xiaotong from afar: "Since you don't say why you came and you are unwilling to admit your identity, then die here!"
Feng Xiaotong said angrily with a cold face: "Don't think that you can kill me if you break me, a thousand snakes dance! Boy, you are too arrogant!"
After speaking, a strong fighting spirit burst out from his eyes, and the spiritual energy that had originally restrained back into his body surged out again, and its momentum continued to rise.
"You really hide your cultivation!"
Yue Mochen said lightly, and as soon as he moved his feet, he flew towards Feng Xiaotong with his sword!
Seeing this, Feng Xiaotong took the initiative to meet him. The speed was not slower than Yue Mochen. As expected, he was indeed a soft swordsman known for his flexibility.
While moving forward, Feng Xiaotong quickly waved the soft sword in her hand. In a blink of an eye, a fine sword curtain appeared in front of him and continued to advance towards his advancement.
Yue Mochen's eyes condensed, as if he had smelled the danger. He held the sword in one hand and turned into a sword in both hands. Before he could get close to the other party, he had already slashed out with one sword!
"Break the wind!"
The dark moon-arched sword light flashed, shining with silver light, slamming Feng Xiaotong's sword net! It was like ice encountered boiling water, and the sword curtain melted and disintegrated under the power of the wind blow!
However, Yue Mochen suddenly discovered that Feng Xiaotong, who was originally behind the sword, was nowhere to be found!
At this moment, a faint sound of breaking through the air came from behind!
"The Swallow of Reincarnation returns?"
Yue Mochen instantly guessed that the other party had a martial art similar to his own Storm Yan Hui. With the advantage of speed, under the cover of the sword curtain, he unknowingly walked around behind him and launched a surprise attack!
Since he had guessed the other party's intention, will Yue Mochen Yan be helpless?
I saw his right hand reversed, and the single-final sword was tightly attached to his back. The dark spiritual energy of reincarnation flourished, forming a huge shield!
As soon as the shield was formed, a crisp sound of "Ding!" was heard, and Yue Mochen felt a huge force coming from behind!
The rock bricks under his feet shattered in response to the sound. Yue Mochen staggered forward a few steps, and a violent oscillation from his body made him frown secretly.
"There is still a gap!"
Yue Mochen sighed secretly, although he had entered the Heavenly Level and his cultivation and strength had greatly improved, without using the increase in the Blood Demon Flame, he was far from a rival of the Saint-level power battle. .
If Feng Xiaotong was not a soft swordsman, but another swordsman, this move alone would be enough to seriously injure him.
Feng Xiaotong is also dissatisfied with him. Although the soft swordsman's power is slightly weak, this sword is the most explosive move among all his sword moves. He has already practiced it to the point of being hard and soft. At this time Coupled with the anger, the effect has pushed up the best state, but even so, it did not hurt Yue Mochen severely.
"roll!"
Feng Xiaotong shouted loudly, and his body leaned against Yue Mochen's back. He exhaled his energy. The soft sword in his hand suddenly became extremely hard, and his strength increased at the same time, and it hit Yue Mochen's back again like lightning.
"Bang!"
The spiritual shield of the reincarnation exploded and turned into starlight and dissipated. Yue Mochen was knocked away immediately, blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and a tearing pain came from his back.
Yue Mochen bit his silver teeth and forcibly sealed his injuries with spiritual energy. He stabilized his body while retreating quickly, and turned around and looked at Feng Xiaotong coldly in case he attacked again.
Feng Xiaotong did not pursue again, and her body stopped in place, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth.