Things have evolved to this point. Of course, Zhenxu will not take any side in front of hundreds of disciples. But Zhenxu also knows that Wang Yi's scheming is not something that Bingpo can be inferior to. But in this world, there are always
Strength is respected, the strong is king, and strength is the law of nature.
Zhenxu's coarse robes fluttered and he took the lead to retreat. Seeing that Zhenxu did not stop him, the other peak masters also retreated with Zhenxu. However, after Zhenxu stopped, his eyes turned to Zibite and said through a message: "If
If Wang Yi dares to do something harmful to the Heavenly Sect, he will be killed!"
The word "kill" came out, with a powerful force of thunder and lightning. Zi Yan's soul shook, and his body couldn't help but tremble. The awe of Zhenxu in his heart increased again, Zi Yan's eyes were firm, and he nodded lightly. Then Zhenxu's
The figure slowly disappeared, leaving only the peak master present.
In a dilapidated thatched cottage, seven old people were sitting around. The six elders of the sect and the headmaster Zhenxu...
Zhenxu said: "Master uncles, what do you think of today's events?" Huo Yunzi's fiery red beard fluttered, and anger rose from his brows, and he said angrily: "I came prepared, but it's a pity that my disciple hasn't come out yet.
Otherwise, it would be his turn to act arrogantly." Bingyunzi looked at Zhenxu and said, "My nephew, do you have any good ideas? If the position of team leader is taken away by that kid, something bad may happen."
"I have sent a message from my soul to Zi Yan. If Wang Yi shows his weakness, he will be killed on the spot." Zhenxu said with a heroic spirit. Huo Yunzi smiled and said: "The person that Old Man Lei has chosen is not bad at all."
No, I just hope that I can really help me when the time comes."
A bit of cold light swayed in Bingpo's hand, his body tilted, and he suddenly turned around. His beautiful palace clothes swayed up, like a fairy. A stream of cold air rushed out, like a crescent moon, transmitting cold light. The surrounding air immediately condensed, and bits of frost fell.
Next, the ground is covered with a layer of frost.
Wang Yi's body lurched, and he pushed out his right hand. The bright golden light burst out, swallowing up the cold light in an instant. As the golden light surged, a golden palm grabbed the crescent moon.
"Bang!"
A loud noise appeared in the air, the golden palm was covered with cracks, and the crescent moon was broken into countless pieces. "Crack!" The sound of broken glass came from the golden palm, and then the golden light disappeared, and a wave of energy surged from it.
Out. The ice soul flew up along the air, floating like a frightening dragon, and a long sword walking on the ice instantly appeared in his hand.
However, Wang Yi's steps did not move from the beginning to the end, and even his body swayed slightly under the fluctuation of energy. Wang Yi was a little shocked when he looked at the cold sword in Bing Po's hand, and couldn't help but say: "Frost Sword! Senior sister is really awesome
Good luck to be favored by the Frost Sword."
Bing Po was clean and tidy, with cold air in his mouth, and said angrily: "Draw out the sword!" Wang Yi raised his right hand slightly, his robe lifted up without any wind, and said powerfully: "Jinfeng unsheathes!" A golden light emerged.
, and then a "buzz" sound was heard from the sword. The bright golden light tore through the clouds, causing hundreds of disciples to close their eyes instantly. The cold air emanating from the golden sword caused countless disciples to lock their skin and sweat on their backs.
ooze.
Many disciples were shocked by Wang Yi's Golden Sword, but the fourteen peak masters were also stunned for a moment. He Jinzi said angrily: "Wang Junyi actually gave him the Golden Peak Sword. It seems that this matter has his tacit approval. I can't believe that a thousand years later he will
Don’t give up yet.”
Although Bing Po didn't know the origin of the Golden Peak Sword, he knew from the vibration of the Frost Sword when the Golden Peak Sword appeared that this Golden Peak Sword was no worse than the Frost Sword and had reached the peak of the spiritual level.
Wang Yi's golden sword moved lightly, and the golden light shot out instantly. Countless disciples retreated again. Under that sharp edge, they felt that their skin was about to split. The golden light of the golden sword in Wang Yi's hand soared into the sky, and a handful of dozens of feet of golden light shot out.
The sword slashed towards the ice soul with the force of cutting through the sky. The strong sword energy went down vertically and horizontally, directly tearing the ground into pieces, and countless cracks expanded outward.
Wang Yi roared: "Sword light cuts, cuts mountains and rivers!" Under Wang Yi's slash, a short gap appeared in the wandering air, as if the water surface was split from the middle. Bingpo's eyes were filled with cold light, and his jade hands clenched tightly.
Frost Sword, the cold air that freezes the air is directly transmitted from the Frost Sword.
The sword is vertical and horizontal on the chest, the cold light touches the lips, under the crescent moon, the sword energy breaks through the sky. The ice soul sword is horizontal, and the Linghan sword energy comes out vertically and horizontally, turning into a hundred-foot horse, blocking the sword and coming up. Then the ice
The spirit body turned into light and shadow and disappeared instantly. Wang Yi felt a cold air coming to his face, and then his body suddenly retreated.
The light and shadow came instantly like a slender lightning bolt. Bing Po held the sword in one hand, without a trace of emotion in his eyes. The white light and cold air brought up a thin line of cold frost, and the frost pierced Wang Yi's facade.
And at the moment when the ice soul offensive arrived, Wang Yi also made a sudden move. At that moment, a fierce and cold aura suddenly burst out from his body, and soon his two fingers suddenly came out, and then unexpectedly
It was the sharp stabbing frost caught in the middle. Tsk! The sharp sword light suddenly solidified when it was still an inch away from Wang Yi's eyebrows. An evil feeling suddenly appeared in Wang Yi's eyes.
There was a cold light on the ground, but there was a smile on his face. The golden sword hid its edge. The golden light flashed past and then like a poisonous snake, it slashed hard towards Bing Po's jade hand holding the sword.
Bingpo's eyes narrowed, and she could feel the terrifying power condensed by Wang Yi's sword. She immediately spread her jade hand flat, and a strong cold air burst out from the long sword. The frost sword shot out directly, while Bingpo
It instantly left the attack range of the Jinfeng Sword. The Jinfeng Sword slashed through the air, but left a shocking ravine on the ground.
But a golden light suddenly fell from the sky. It was the golden light left by the sword slash just now, and it shot down at this moment. There was a slight chill in Bingpo's eyes, and he raised his hands to the top of his head, and there were bursts of ice on his white jade hands.
The power of cold shot out, freezing her instantly.
Gu Yue couldn't help but sweat for Bing Po in her heart. She had already smelled murderous intent from the bright golden light. Bing Tianyue seemed to see Gu Yue's worry, and then gently held Gu Yue with her jade hand and whispered
: "It's okay, don't worry, you forgot about Bing Po and..." Hearing Bing Tianyue's comfort, Gu Yue's tightened brows slowly relaxed.
The golden light fell down and pierced directly into the cold ice. Where the golden light disappeared, the ice cracked directly.
"Wow!"
The ice all over Bing Po's body shattered and fell to the ground, directly breaking the ground. Bing Po's face was extremely pale and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood...
However, Wang Yi didn't have it easy either. The Frost Sword came out, and a burst of cold light hit Wang Yi's chest. In a hurry, Wang Yi clamped the two fingers of the Frost Sword and exerted force suddenly, but the Frost Sword directly broke through the force.
, the skin and flesh of his two fingers were worn away together.
Blood flowed out, but Wang Yi didn't pay attention to this. The shadow of the Frost Sword was in his eyes. The last two fingers were directly against the hilt of the Frost Sword, but his stretched arms were under the huge force of the Frost Sword.
Bend directly.
"laugh!"
The sound of the frost sword piercing flesh was heard.
Just like that, Bing Po and Wang Yi looked at each other, their eyes full of coldness and murderous intent...