Pan Yue stood up straight with difficulty and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth. "Oh, that's all."
Youba's eyes were golden and he said angrily, "Looking for death." He saw his fists were like burning torches, and the raging fire penetrated the deepest heart of every immortal present, making all the immortals feel timid and afraid to look directly.
With two punches, Pan Yue's whole body fell to the ground, and she could only breathe hard.
Yuba jumped into the sky, and punched Pan Yue who had fallen to the ground with another fierce punch. Pan Yue still had the strength to dodge, so she could only close her eyes and welcome Yuba's last blow with tears. hit,
'When death comes, it's really all up to him, not you. '
A strong hot wind blew from the sky, and Pan Yue's eyelashes were blown from side to side. There was also a vague burning feeling on my cheeks. The clothes also seemed to be burning.
At this moment, Ji Xiyan stood with a long sword three to five meters above Pan Yue and received Youba's blow. The tip of the sword hit his fist, one after another, but no one gained the slightest benefit. But looking closely, Ji Xiyan has fallen behind.
Youba yelled viciously, "Go to hell." The divine power under his fist became a little stronger, and the fairy sword in Ji Xiyan's hand was smashed into pieces by Youba's fist. It fell to the ground with a crisp sound, like withered flower petals. The wind blows away.
Ji Xiyan had no choice but to clasp his hands and clenched his fists in front of his head to block Youba's big punch. There was a dull banging sound, and the bones in both hands of Ji Xiyan were broken. A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, and his body fell next to Pan Yue, as if he had no strength left to support her standing.
But this woman still stood tenaciously, stumbling. Smiling, the smile on the corner of his mouth was sad and poignant. "It turns out that the gods in the upper world are not as strong as the legends say!" In one sentence, Ji Xiyan said it loudly and forcefully. In Pan Yue's memory, Ji Xiyan spoke so loudly for the first time.
Yuba teleported back to his original position. "Oh, you can't even stand still. Why are you so strong? Isn't it good to be alive?"
"Ha! It's good to be alive, but you people who think you are superior are here to make trouble and make our life miserable. So you have no right to ask us whether we are good or not." Ji Xiyan turned cold after finishing speaking. Leng looked at Youba. If looks could kill, I'm afraid Youba would have been killed by Ji Xiyan thousands of times.
I heard Youba sneer, "Haha, since you are all so eager to die, of course I will follow your wishes, and none of you will survive."
"Overlord Fist" Youba yelled and punched with all his strength. Hundreds of fists fell from the sky and hit Pan Yue and Ji Xiyan directly.
Ci Jun, Zhun Xin Dao Jun and Yun Cang Shang Zun suddenly jumped five or six feet above them. The three of them used their strength at the same time to create a golden wall of light and barely managed to receive You Ba's full punch.
Youba withdrew his attack and was secretly shocked, "In this world of dolls, three people can withstand my full blow! This is really not to be underestimated." He didn't say anything, but he was extremely panicked in his heart.
"Oh, do you want to come together?" Yuba returned to the side of the god named Li, his face ashen. The God surnamed Li glanced at him and smiled and said, "They said it would be better to just freeze it, but you still have to provoke me before you are willing to accept it, okay! Now you are defeated, and you really put yourself in the role. Humph... ." His words were full of sarcasm, and his face was full of ridicule.
Youba knew that it was all the result of his own doing, and he felt unhappy, but there was nothing he could do about it. He could only let the god named Li mock him with his words.
Lord Yun Cang knelt down to support Pan Yue, who was seriously injured, and shouted anxiously, "Senior sister, what's going on? Why are you so stubborn?"
Pan Yue just smiled with difficulty and then looked at Ji Xiyan. Lord Yun Cang turned back and looked coldly at the sky, looking at the two gods. He preached unhurriedly, "Okay, okay, okay, since God can't tolerate my Holy Sect, how can I, as the master of a sect, sit back and wait for death. If God wants to kill me, I will kill God." After saying that, slowly Stand up and shout out "Qian, Kun, Jue" word by word.
In an instant, the entire Xuanming Peak was shrouded in golden light. Looking at this moment, Lord Yun Cang had completely broken through the level of Immortal Lord. He was at the same level as Youba and the one named Li, and even a few points higher.
The two gods looked at each other in the air, each feeling startled. At the same time, they blurted out, "Not good." Then both of them sacrificed their magical weapons and chanted, "Ice all things, ice breaks the five elements, and the ice falls." Behind the two gods Suddenly there was a strong wind, and countless cold winds came directly towards Xuanming Peak. The cold wind was mixed with frost that could scratch the bark of the tree, like a sharp blade.
I heard Lord Yun Cang roar angrily. He pointed his right hand in the direction of the cold wind. His index and middle fingers were stretched forward like swords. Golden light surged out from the two fingertips and went toward the wind. In an instant, the two forces collided. Suddenly, the sky became dark, the earth darkened, and the mountains shook. Earthquakes are equally divided.
For a while, it was hard to decide whether to win or lose, even if we were fighting hard, we were fighting hard. Gradually, Lord Yun Cang was at a disadvantage. After all, his opponents were two real gods, and he was just one person. No matter how good the skills are, there is a real gap in strength.
The more Chu An thought about it, the more something was wrong. His heart felt like a knife and burning. He looked at Yun'er, then looked at Ah Fu and said, "Look at Yun'er, I'll come as soon as I can." Before Ah Fu could answer, Chu An Has disappeared.
Pan Yue and Ji Xiyan were seriously injured, but Ci Jun and Zhun Xin Dao Jun were unable to help. After all, only the master's junior brother, Yun Cang, has learned the Qiankun Jue.
Several people only felt that the cold was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that it seemed as if the air was frozen.
Youba had a wicked smile on his lips and said, "Give up, you can't resist it on your own. Why bother struggling."
"Give up! Huh, giving up is also a dead end. You asked me to give up. You have such a big heart. If it were you, give up one and show me..." Before he could finish speaking, blood was already flowing from the corner of Yun Cang's mouth. But he still tried his best to resist.
The god named Li then said, "Then just suffer death." After saying that, the two of them formed a seal, and the cold wind turned into a tiger and rushed towards the entire Xuanming Peak. Lord Yun Cang was completely unable to catch it, but he couldn't retreat, let alone hide, he could only grit his teeth and bear it.
With a roar, the tiger seemed to have swallowed the entire Xuanming Peak, and only a few golden lights could be seen struggling to hold on.
Another heart-wrenching shout of "Ximei..." came from the mouth of Master Yun Cang. It turned out that Ren Linsha's mother blocked the fatal blow for her father. He fell to the ground, his ribs were broken, and his spirit was shattered. Even the Immortal Lord Yun Cang was unable to save him.
He gave up, slowly knelt down, hugged his dying wife, and said in a daze, "Ximei, Ximei... why are you so stupid."
"Brother Xuan..." Ren Linsha's mother smiled and closed her eyes. The Lord Yun Cang was left alone in his sorrow. The biting wind and the ice that invades the flesh are swallowing up Xuanming Peak bit by bit, leaving no one alive from the top to the corner of the mountain.
