"boom……"
However, just when Fengxue's palm was about to become impoverished, it suddenly broke for no reason.
"Anyone else?"
In the wind and snow, the old man from the snow mountain frowned. From his mental perception, there was no breath of a third person here except him and the old Taoist priest. However, the old Taoist priest clearly did not make a move, but his palm in the snow was broken. And he didn't feel any energy or mental fluctuations, which was strange and inexplicable.
The old man in the snow mountain had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Hey, even if there is a second person, he must have been seriously injured. What is there to be afraid of..."
Immediately, the snow mountain old man comforted himself and said that judging from the previous fracture of the snow peak, the person carrying the treasure was definitely seriously injured. In just a few days, the other party should not be able to return to his prime.
Furthermore, he is also a real person, a master of the earth rankings. Even if something unexpected happens, he is still capable of dealing with it. If he cannot be defeated, can he still not escape?
Thinking of this, the old man from Xueshan smiled coldly. However, at this time, he found that the old Taoist priest who had been running away in panic had stopped running away at some point, and instead stood there looking at him and laughing.
In that smile, there were two parts sarcasm, three parts disdain, and the rest was all gloating.
"Old guy, why are you laughing?"
The old man in the snow mountain couldn't help but feel uneasy and said angrily.
"The person who laughs is funny."
Yipou put his hands behind his back, and the smile on his face became more and more disdainful: "Those who will die laughing."
"You are pretending to be a ghost. If you want to die, then I will help you." The old man in the snow mountain was furious. The wind and snow in the world seemed to feel his anger, roaring up and turning into a snow giant.
I saw the snowstorm giant with three heads and six arms, holding a big axe, looking ferocious and terrifying.
Then, the six arms of the giant snowstorm grasped the ax and struck at Yipou.
Before the ax fell, the wind and snow broke out, and the mountains and rivers trembled.
But facing the huge ax that fell, Yi Peng's expression remained unchanged.
When he saw that the giant ax was about to fall on Yipou, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He raised his palm and grasped the blade of the giant ax lightly with his five fingers.
Then, he saw the huge ax that could cut mountains and cut rivers stopped in mid-air, unable to fall even an inch.
"Behead me..."
Seeing this, the Snow Mountain Old Man let out a low roar, and all his spiritual energy poured into the Snow Giant's body. The snow layer under the Snow Giant's feet suddenly collapsed, and the snow within a radius of dozens of feet rose up. Like waves.
Obviously, the strength of the Snowstorm Giant has increased several times. But the giant ax still didn't move at all.
"With this little strength, I still want to kill someone!"
The visitor, Ye Qing, looked up at the snow-capped old man in the wind and snow, smiling warmly.
"Killing you is enough."
The snow mountain old man sneered, waved his sleeves, and saw the snow rising hundreds of feet high, like a torrent, rushing towards Ye Qing from all directions.
As the snow surged, the snow condensed into fairy birds and strange beasts.
There is a dragon galloping in the sky;
There is a snow phoenix soaring in the sky;
There are white tigers walking through the mountains;
Xuanwu crawls on the ground;
There is a unicorn running in the wind;
…
All the fairies, birds and beasts are as lifelike as if they were real, flying and running, with the help of wind and snow, and the atmosphere is myriad.
"???????????????The wind and snow turn into dragons and tigers, Xiao kills thousands of miles of winter..."
The old man from the Snow Mountain laughed wildly and said, "This move of mine has a hundred years of skill, can you stop it?"
"A hundred years of skill, let me try it!"
Ye Qing exerted force with his five fingers and saw the giant ax, including the Snowstorm Giant, shatter silently.
The next moment, Ye Qing raised his foot and stomped on the ground.
Lifting his feet three feet, he stamped his feet and shook the whole country.
The heaven and earth were silent, but the whole earth was shaking endlessly. The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth was chaotic, with Ye Qing as the center, ripples of mysterious light spread out.
When the mysterious light passed by, all the wind and snow falling in the air were shattered and annihilated.
Wherever the ripples touched, the snow and ice on the ground all rose up and spread.
"Boom..."
The mysterious light rises from the ice and snow, and the sky and the earth are vast.
The flying fairies and beasts were directly annihilated by the torrent of snow.
"Ahem..."
In the wind and snow, the old man in the snow-capped mountains suddenly coughed several times, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, the old man in the Snow Mountain's pupils shrank, feeling a great crisis.
The next moment, he saw a figure coming through the sky, and he was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"Xue Po Banner, rise..."
The old man from the snow mountain pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and a snow-white flag flew out from the center of his eyebrows and suddenly grew larger.
The snow-white flags were suspended above the old man's head in the snow-capped mountains, making a roaring sound, scattering wisps of white light. In an instant, the wind and snow blew violently, the sky and the earth were freezing, and the void was frozen.
As for Ye Qing in mid-air, a layer of frost appeared on his fist, and the closer he got to the old man in the snowy mountain, the faster the frost spread.
Not only that, the wind and snow in the sky turned into chains, intertwining towards Ye Qing.
When he was a few feet in front of the old man in the snow mountain, Ye Qing had turned into an ice sculpture, and his whole body was bound by chains of wind and snow.
"Huh...it's okay."
Seeing this, the old man from Xueshan breathed a sigh of relief. The person in front of him was obviously the great master of body refining. If he was approached by the opponent, he might be in danger.
However, although the Grand Master is physically strong and has terrifying close combat abilities, his soul and spirit are relatively weak, and the opponent was seriously injured previously. Although his body is fine, his soul may not be fully recovered.
Therefore, he immediately used the Snow Soul Banner. The Snow Soul Banner is a natural disaster-level artifact, refined from the essence of the snow mountain. It not only has the ability to control wind and snow and freeze the physical body, but can also freeze nothingness, such as the spirit. soul.
Attack the weak and defend the strong, this is the way to win.
"???????????????Don't be happy, that's fake."
But at this moment, a chuckle suddenly came from behind the old man in the snow mountain.
"who?"
The souls of old people in the snow-capped mountains emerge like ice caves.
The next moment, he saw Ye Qing, who was frozen by frost and bound by wind and snow, slowly dissipating like a dreamy bubble.
"Fake... fake! How is it possible?"
The old man in the snow mountain widened his eyes, and it was hard to believe his own eyes. What he had carefully calculated and dealt with with all his strength was just an illusion, and he had not noticed anything unusual before.
"run……"
After all, the old man from the Snow Mountain is a real person. When he realized that something was wrong, he immediately gathered his mind. The snow flag above his head turned into a ball of wind and snow, wrapping the old man from the snow mountain and tried to escape.
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But as soon as he moved, a fist suddenly fell from the sky, pierced through the wind and snow, ignored the aura, and hit the top of his head.
"boom"
The snow mountain old man looked horrified. The snow soul flag above his head was as brittle as paper and fell apart in an instant, and the fist hit him right on the top of his head.
The old man in the Snow Mountain groaned first, blood spurted out from his seven orifices, and then countless sounds like fried beans rang out from his body. All the meridians, muscles and bones in his body were broken in an instant.
Immediately, Ye Qing transformed his fist into a palm, pressed his five fingers on the snow-capped old man's head, and patted him lightly.
The old man in the snow mountain fell straight down like a meteorite, hitting the ground and splashing hundreds of feet of wind and snow.
Before the wind and snow fell, they had all melted away, revealing the green-brown ground. The old man in the snow-capped mountains was like a wooden stake, nailed straight into the ground, with only his head exposed above the ground, and his breath was like a gossamer.
