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A blue sword light, dazzling, clean and neat, breaking through this palm like a shattering destruction. As well as the war soul clone, it seemed to be fixed, standing blankly on the battle platform, and then like weathered fine sand.
, the smoke disappeared.
Pick! Pick! Pick!
Hanzhi took three steps in a row, his face pale, and the battle soul clone was condensed based on a soul thought. With Hanzhi's cultivation, the eighth level of soul fusion can only have **72 soul thoughts
The battle soul clone was broken, and the soul thought could not escape and was annihilated under the sword light.
What!
The disciples were in an uproar, and the strong men of the Beixue clan were also swaying. The sword was shining brightly, and the moment of beauty was unforgettable, with an artistic conception of cutting through everything.
"The Ninth Heaven of Soul-Merging!"
Hanzhi almost paused, he gritted his teeth. At this moment, there was a burning feeling on his face. The other party was actually the Ninth Heaven of Soul Merging. The breath of that sword was leaked, and it was clear that he actually used it.
It is a joke to suppress the other party with a fighting soul clone.
Buzz!
The broken sword in her hand buzzed. The broken sword of the green iron accompanied Mu Xue to this day, and she has been constantly nourished by her and has developed a rare spirituality. At this moment, it is in line with her and has a peerless edge.
Suddenly, a figure of equally slender stepped out from Mu Xue's body, and the whole body was filled with green light, and the sharpness was like fog. The powerful sword energy dissipated into the void, vaguely tearing and crushing the world, and there was a martial will that tear everything was contained in it.
"War Soul Clan!"
Many disciples looked strange, and this was a silent response. Han Zi rushed to the top of the door with anger. He shouted suddenly: "Arrogant!"
call!
He took all his strength to fight. The battle soul clone of the Ninth Heaven of Soul-Mergeant. In the case of a one-level difference in the war energy of the cultivation level, it is almost impossible for him to escape unstoppably.
Rumble!
As soon as Hanzine tried her best, she was like thunder, causing a thunderous explosion in the shattered world. His palm was like a knife, cutting through the shattered world. Frost and cold air splashed everywhere, this was a palm containing his martial will, the cold white giant behind him
The python penetrated into his body, and his palms rose to the extreme.
"The seventh posture of Hanyang Palm, Hanyang Tianhuang!"
His palms were like a knife, and he turned like a wheel, and the frost and cold air spread throughout the battle platform. At the same time, Hanzine's body suddenly rose and turned into eighteen feet tall. His human war body was as white as ice crystals. This was the frost war.
The body, which originated from his median frost constitution, pushed his combat power to the peak as soon as it was revealed.
Click!
The world was cracked. Wherever this palm passed, a huge crack of nothingness spread, and the cold air even freezes above the crack and turns into frost.
The battle soul clone belonging to Mu Xue stepped on her feet, and the figure as slender as hers, the green sword energy condensed in her hand and finally turned into half a blue sword. Her body and sword were combined, and a sharp sword intent cut everything, vaguely,
Behind him, a vague sword shadow appeared in nothingness. The sword shadow flashed away. On the thousand-foot battle platform, everyone saw a blue sword light flashing. The battle soul clone belonging to Mu Xue turned around and sank into Mu Xue's sap.
Inside the body, the middle of the battle platform, the cold zine body was slightly stagnant, and then in the chest, a huge sword mark almost stretched across half of the body. Although it did not hurt the muscles and bones, it broke the flesh and blood gushed out.
"I lost, Hanzhi lost."
"With such a strong swordsmanship, this woman's swordsmanship comprehension may have reached the level of small perfection. The sharpness of swordsmanship is rare in the world."
"I didn't expect that I had actually survived the Nine Heavenly Tribulation and condensed the battle soul. But what is this woman's battle soul? The sword intent is so strong that it cuts everything. It is definitely not an ordinary battle soul, not a martial will, and it is impossible for a sword intent to be impossible.
Condensation is so powerful.”
The disciples exchanged their eyes and had their wills talk, but they did not see it, but the Supreme Elder saw some clues.
"Is this..." Bei Xue hesitated.
"Sword Soul!" Bei Xuetian exhaled in a deep voice, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
"I am really a natural swordsman. I understand the sharpness of the sword path, and the soul condensed from the Soul-Merging Realm is also the sword soul. This is sincere to the sword path." The Great Supreme Beixue Xingtian sighed, "If this woman does not die, even if her qualifications are ordinary,
If you have a mediocre physique, you may not be unable to reach the peak."
When all the Supreme Elders heard this, they nodded. The condensation of war souls is extraordinary, but the condensation of sword souls is different. They must lead the sharpness into the soul thoughts. If you are not careful, your soul will be dissipated. The risks are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
...
"I lost."
On the Qianzhe Battle Platform, the cold-sized body of the battle body shrank and turned into its original form. He turned around and left with a cold face.
The broken sword of the green iron returned to the sheath, and Mu Xue walked off the battlefield. She walked smoothly, step by step, and walked towards the disciples. Until now, some disciples were still a little unbelievable, but they quickly woke up and looked at the neighboring Mu.
Xue, a look of awe revealed in her eyes.
No matter when and where, the strong can gain enough respect.
Immediately afterwards, there was a showdown between the owner of the second mark and the owner of the 199th mark. The disciples of Purgatory Peak have almost all been reborn until now, compared with before entering the Heavenly General.
, almost all are worlds apart. The cultivation and combat power displayed at the moment make many powerful people in the North Snow tribe look at each other and feel ashamed of themselves.
Even if the one with the lowest cultivation level had survived the fourth level of heavenly tribulation, they did not condense the war soul, because they knew that they could not compete for the last three places, so they were not eager to condense the war soul, but
Carefully break the martial arts and constantly understand them, hoping to go further, overcome the subsequent major heavenly tribulations, and lay a solid foundation.
A martial arts feast will have a huge impact on their martial arts practice for the next period of time for hundreds of powerful people in the North Snow Clan.
"So strong. Even if I am both at the fifth level of Soul-Merging Heaven, I am no match for it. My understanding of Taoism is too profound. The combat power generated by military tactics is far greater than that of me."
"There are also will and spirits. There are a few who are not in the realm of heaven and man, but not in any one, and they have all entered the realm of heaven and man. The seven emotions and six desires are under control, grasping the mind and controlling the will."
Scene 11.
Xiao Yi stepped gently and walked up to the battle stage of thousands of feet. Now, no disciple dared to despise him. He is definitely the top strong man of the younger generation. Bei Xuelan had not recovered yet, and was almost like a useless person. Ruo Fei
He was worried about rumors and had been expelled from the sect by Bei Xuetian long ago.
Even for hundreds of other powerful people in the North Snow Clan, Xiao Yi is not a stranger. Many people watched the battle of Life and Death Peak, but they didn't know how strong he is now.
In the past three months, many powerful people in the North Snow Clan have learned something. They have also vaguely learned a lot about the reality of the previous two levels, and are even more looking forward to it now, because many people are speculating that Xiao Yi’s real cultivation.
In order to achieve what step, how powerful it is, and what step it has reached.
"The Nine Heavens of Soul-Merging! Ten** is the Nine Heavens of Soul-Merging, the Great Perfection Realm."
"Maybe the cultivation level of the ninth level of heavenly tribulation, with his physical strength, may be able to compete with the average Nine Soul-Merging Heaven."
"Legendary: This person once sublimated his boxing skills on the road to heaven and generals, and he derived his boxing posture. I don't know whether it is true or false."
As Xiao Yi traveled, a man also stepped out, no one else, but one of the disciples who entered Beixuetian, turned the Tianlun Ninghai.
"Ninghai, kill him at all costs!" While walking, Ninghai's eyes moved, and a majestic voice sounded in the world of his heart. It was Beixuetian.
"Master, my disciple may not be sure, it may not be easy to kill him." Ning Hai said in the spiritual world without hesitation.
"Then try your best to seriously injure him, at least to find out his weaknesses and reality. This boy grew too fast to be out of control." Bei Xuetian's voice sounded again.
"Yes, Master." Ning Haidao, "I will use the secret technique you taught to kill him with all my might, but..."
"Don't be careless with your teacher. Everything you have, your teacher will compensate you. If you can kill Xiao Yi, I will accept you as a closed disciple and be with Wuwang." Bei Xuetian snorted coldly, "Okay, that's it."
, don't say much, so as not to leak it."
"yes!"
Ning Hai lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. No one noticed that a ruthless look flashed in his eyes. (The third update is here, please give me a monthly ticket, please subscribe!) (To be continued...)