Five thousand six hundred and tenth chapter snow dance funeral
Looking at the figure of the Dharma Emperor whose body slowly fell backwards, and then seeing a dazzling bright red on the snow-white earth, the entire Hanxue Realm fell into a dead silence.
No matter it was all the disciples of Han Xue Sect, including Han Baiyi, or the always fearful divine envoy behind Jiang Yun, they were all stunned and completely dumbfounded.
No one thought that Jiang Yun would attack Han Baiyi's disciples and a Dharma-level emperor at the same time as Han Baiyi attacked the fighting spirit.
They never thought that the mighty Dharma-level emperor would not even have the slightest resistance in front of Jiang Yun, and was killed so easily.
Especially Han Baiyi, he hadn't thought about the possibility of Jiang Yun attacking his disciples.
But he had just fought against Jiang Yun, and he surmised that although Jiang Yun's strength was not weak, it was at best equivalent to a Dharma-level emperor.
Even if Jiang Yun took the opportunity to sneak attack on his disciples, with the eleven disciples joining forces, he would be able to save him even if they could resist for just one breath.
But Jiang Yun didn't even use a breath, and he had easily killed his disciple, who was also a Dharma Emperor whose strength was second only to his own.
Jiang Yun slowly pulled out the Ancient Suppressing Spear from the eyebrows of the dead-looking Fa-level emperor, looked calmly at the only ten Hanxue Sect disciples left in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "The first one
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These three simple words seemed to carry endless killing intent, causing the ten monks to wake up one by one and hurriedly retreat.
Jiang Yun had said before that he wanted to destroy the Hanxue Sect. They didn't take it seriously at the time, but after witnessing the murder of their own sect members, they all felt afraid of Jiang Yun.
At this time, Han Baiyi finally understood Jiang Yun's intention.
He deliberately used these fighting spirits to distract himself.
If he attacks the split soul, Jiang Yun will attack his disciple.
If he attacks Jiang Yun, these souls will turn around and attack his disciples.
Looking at the many fighting spirits that had dispersed crazily in the air, Han Baiyi finally came back to his senses.
He ignored these fighting spirits, turned around and stepped forward, appearing in front of Jiang Yun.
Han Baiyi's eyes were fixed on Jiang Yun and said: "You have a fighting spirit, and I also have a snow spirit!"
After the words fell, Han Baiyi didn't do anything else. He just raised his foot and stomped hard on the ground.
"boom!"
With a stomp, a large amount of snow on the ground that had been firmly condensed by the cold suddenly rose into the sky, forming a huge snowball that also covered the sky and the sun.
Immediately afterwards, the snowball exploded in the air, turning into snowflakes one after another, rushing toward each other at extremely fast speeds, and falling silently to the ground.
The moment these snowflakes fell on the ground, they suddenly turned into white figures one after another! These figures were all of normal human shape, without facial features, and not very strong. At most, they were only in the reincarnation and suspension realms.
However, there were too many of them, numbering in the millions, far exceeding the war spirits summoned by Jiang Yun.
In particular, their bodies exude an icy chill. When they gather together, even the space can be directly frozen.
The moment they took shape, they immediately rushed towards the hundreds of thousands of fighting spirits! The space was frozen, which affected the movements of the fighting spirits. Their movement speed became slow, and they were overtaken in an instant.
The fighting spirit and the snow spirit immediately fought together! Although Jiang Yun clearly saw the whole process of Han Baiyi transforming the snowflake into a human being, there was no expression on his face.
Even though the sound of self-destruction of fighting spirits could be heard in the air, Jiang Yun remained extremely calm and did not feel any shock at all.
The extreme level emperor is already extremely powerful, but the strength of the extreme level emperor of the Illusion Realm needs to be added with the word "more"! If he can't even deal with a mere fighting spirit, then Han Baiyi, the extreme level emperor, is too useless.
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Han Baiyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a cold light in his eyes: "Now, let me see what you can do to protect your master!"
"Bang!"
Han Baiyi stamped his foot again, and a large amount of snow rose into the sky.
This time, Jiuxue did not turn into a human form, but turned into a huge mountain-like palm, swatting Jiang Yun straight away! At the same time, Han Baiyi also coldly said to the disciples behind him: "This
After holding the hand, you will go all out to capture Jiang Yun’s master, master, whether he is dead or alive!”
The original family wanted Jiang Yun to live, but they didn't say they wanted to live forever.
Before the words could be finished, Han Baiyi's figure flashed and disappeared from the place.
Facing the oncoming giant palm, Jiang Yun raised his ancient spear with his right hand and stabbed straight away.
But his left hand was clenched into a fist, condensing all the strength of his body, and at the same time, he smashed it towards the side.
"Boom boom!"
The two loud sounds almost merged into one sound. Although the ancient gun pierced the palm, it only made a hole in the palm.
The palm still fell down and hit the nine-blood chain formation laid out by Jiang Yun.
Han Baiyi's fundamental purpose of this palm was not to hurt Jiang Yun, but to break the nine-blood chain formation.
Although Jiang Yun's Nine Blood Chain Formation was quite powerful, how could it withstand Han Baiyi's power?
With one palm fall, the Nine-Blood Chain Formation had no time to operate, and all the Emperor Origin Stones used to set up the formation were shattered into nothingness in an instant.
The nine-blood chain formation was easily broken! And Han Baiyi himself appeared next to Jiang Yun, trying to catch Jiang Yun.
But Jiang Yun had already expected that the left fist that gathered all his strength hit Han Baiyi's body without hesitation.
Han Baiyi was naturally fine, but Jiang Yun was so shaken by the punch that he staggered back until he almost hit the divine envoy guarding his master before he reluctantly stopped.
Han Baiyi smiled coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed at Jiang Yun, and another wave of snow condensed into a storm, directly rolling up Jiang Yun's body.
Jiang Yun didn't wait for his body to stand still, but almost at the same time he stretched out his hand and pointed under Han Baiyi's body.
There was also a wave of snow that turned into a storm and enveloped Han Baiyi's body.
In the eyes of onlookers, the two of them were like a pair of brothers from the same discipline who knew each other very well, and they were able to perform the same technique at the same time.
"Boom!"
Amidst the two loud noises, the bodies of Jiang Yun and Han Baiyi were also wrapped in the snow storm, and were swept directly into the sky.
However, Jiang Yun's face was slightly distorted.
The power of this storm not only wanted to take him away from where he was, but also crazily penetrated into his body.
The biting cold was like countless sharp knives, cutting his body bit by bit, causing him great pain.
Looking at Han Baiyi again, although he was also in the snow storm cast by Jiang Yun, his figure did not sway at all, and there was a sneer on his face.
The two have almost the same level of control over the power of ice and snow.
However, due to the difference in strength, the power contained in the same spell is also different.
Even though Jiang Yun has a strength comparable to that of the Dharma-level emperor, there is a huge gap between him and the extreme-level emperor.
Therefore, his snow storm could hardly cause any harm to Han Baiyi! At the same time, the ten disciples of Hanxue Sect lived up to the expectations of their sect leader. They swayed and rushed towards Gu Bulao.
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In fact, even Dao Wuming was ready to move and wanted to go with him.
However, Dao Wuming knew Jiang Yun quite well, and he always felt that Jiang Yun still had some strength that he had not yet shown.
Therefore, he decided to wait and see! Sure enough, just when the disciples of Hanxue Sect were about to approach Gu Bu Lao, Jiang Yun, who was in the snow storm, suddenly opened his palms and spit out something that only he could hear.
The two words that came to mind: "Snow Dance!"
As he spread his palms, he saw all the snow in front of Gu Bulao, on the route where Jiang Yun was knocked backwards when he hit Han Baiyi, suddenly rose into the sky.
Among the moon-white snow, there were several faintly transparent lines.
In an instant, the snow covered ten disciples of Hanxue Sect.
Jiang Yun's open palms suddenly closed at this moment, and he softly uttered two words again: "Funeral!"