Chapter 118 0 Years of Ice Corpse Blood

The confrontation between the two supreme geniuses was on the verge of breaking out, and outside the martial field became quiet, with thousands of pairs of eyes staring at the two people in the martial field. [For more exciting novels, please visit]

This battle attracted more attention than the battle between Yu Tiandi and Lu Qing.

He Jia took the lead, his body was covered by a blue cloud, and the ice layer under his feet shattered. In the palm of his hand, dozens of ice swords as thin as a cow's hair flew out.

This is not a small sword condensed from profound energy, but a small sword condensed by the true yin energy in He Jia's body, which is more than ten times stronger than ordinary profound energy swords.

"Shua!"

Dozens of ice swords are only as big as embroidery needles!

Ning Xiaochuan stretched out a palm, and condensed an electric ball in the palm, released thirty-six lightning bolts, made a "thunderbolt" sound, and set the dozens of ice swords in the air.

"break!"

Ning Xiaochuan uttered a word, and the dozens of ice swords shattered instantly, turning into strands of cold air.

A figure flashed in front of Ning Xiaochuan's eyes, and the palm print with cold air was printed on Ning Xiaochuan's forehead. The cold air almost froze people's souls.

Dozens of ice swords were just false moves that He Jia used, and the real killing move was only used at this moment.

The fourth supernatural power born by He Jia is "Tianshuo Liuyunbu", which is extremely fast, his body is like a phantom, and the palm prints he makes seem to have twelve shadows, making it hard to guard against.

Ning Xiaochuan took a strong breath, his body retreated suddenly, his legs were wrapped by lightning, and his speed was not much slower than He Jia's "Tianshuo Liuyunbu".

He Jia's palm print hit the air, his body turned into Tiansuo, and the soles of his feet seemed to be stepping on flowing clouds, and he struck out another palm.

This palm print was completely filled with cold air, and a circle of cold mist appeared around the palm, and the shape of the cold mist was also "palm-shaped".

The palm print is one meter in size, like the palm of a god!

The martial arts profound energy in Ning Xiaochuan's body circulated rapidly, and lightning was all around his body, and he also struck out a palm, which was completely covered by lightning.

"Boom!"

The palms hit each other, and the yellow sand on the ground was shaken up into the air, forming a sandstorm.

The two flew backwards at the same time,

Pull away a distance of ten feet.

"Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, the two collided again, kicking up a large amount of yellow sand and making palm prints.

The cold air and lightning shuttled through the martial arts field, and only two figures could be seen constantly confronting each other, and each time was a head-to-head confrontation.

Yu Tiandi stood outside the martial arts arena, staring at the two people who were fighting, "They are both at the fifth level of the divine body, but He Jia is practicing the "True Yin Ancient Classic". It condensed into ice. If I touched his palm head-on, even I would have been frozen by the cold air on his body, but Ning Xiaochuan used his physical strength to fight him with hundreds of moves. How could Ning Xiaochuan's physical body be so strong? "

He Jia's cultivation far exceeds that of martial artists of the same realm. When he was in Yiyuanzong, he defeated a senior brother who was at the peak of the fifth level of divine body with one move, and thus was hailed as the strongest in the same realm. 【First release】

He was also at the fifth stage of the divine body, but Ning Xiaochuan was able to fight him evenly. Gradually, he also began to face up to Ning Xiaochuan as an opponent, knowing that it would not be easy to defeat Ning Xiaochuan.

"Tianhua Mirror!"

He Jia took out a precious blue mirror, pointed the mirror at Ning Xiaochuan, and a beam of cold light bombarded Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan's body moved sideways, avoiding the beam of light.

"Boom!"

The beam of light hit the ground, leaving a crater two meters deep.

The pit was filled with ice, and there was a thick layer of ice around the pit!

Ice covered a large area.

The mirror in He Jia's hand was crystal clear, with ancient patterns cast on the edges, like birds and beasts, vines, and ears of rice.

The mirror surface is bright and smooth, covered by profound energy.

This is a fourth-grade profound weapon, made of blue crystal jellyfish stone. Thousands of ice stones are sealed in the mirror surface. Once activated by profound energy, it is enough for a monk to increase his combat power to a small level.

After He Jia took out the Tianhua Mirror, he was like a tiger with wings added, and his combat power rose again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

...

In the mirror, beams of light continuously flew out, bombarding the entire martial arts field into pits and completely covered by ice.

Holding the Tianhua Mirror, He Jia stood on a ball of ice and said, "Ning Xiaochuan, do you only know how to escape?"

"Okay! If you want to see my true strength, then I will help you."

Ning Xiaochuan stopped and stared at He Jia.

Just now, he was just testing how strong He Jia is? Now that he has a general understanding of He Jia's strength, it's time to fight back.

He Jia mobilized all the power in his body, and the cold air condensed into a cloud, all of which entered the Tianhua mirror.

The mirror surface became brighter and brighter, and a beam of light with a diameter of half a meter flew out, shaking the air until it bent, as if it was about to be broken by the beam of light.

"The battle turns and the stars move!"

Ripples formed in front of Ning Xiaochuan, like a picture of Tai Chi, counterattacking that beam of light, and the power became stronger.

"puff!"

The beam of light bombarded He Jia's chest, and threw He Jia out. His body was wrapped in thick ice, and his whole body was frozen in ice, like a piece of ice rolling down in the martial field.

Through the ice, He Jia's body could be seen, with fresh blood on the corner of his mouth.

This was simply a shocking reversal, He Jia was defeated with just one move, and was frozen in the cold air.

The martial art of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" was remembered by all the warriors present, it was too weird and unpredictable, it was able to counterattack the opponent's power, and it could also exert even stronger power.

This is an uncanny martial art!

Many people feel taboo and secretly think that if they are enemies with Ning Xiaochuan, they must be wary of his martial arts when performing their unique skills.

"As long as the strength is strong enough, he can break through his Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, smash the ripples, and pierce his heart." Ming Yang had already made a calculation in his heart just now. The formed ripples killed Ning Xiaochuan under the sword.

In his opinion, any martial arts supernatural power in the world can be broken with a single sword.

The vice headmaster of the Third Martial Academy squinted his eyes and said, "This little guy is the genius of our Third Martial Academy?"

"Yes, that's him, Ning Xiaochuan." A teacher said respectfully.

The vice-principal of the Third Division Martial Academy nodded and said: "It's a good seed for martial arts! It seems that it's time for our Third Division Martial Arts Academy to be proud. Who the hell dare to talk about the combat power of the Mental Cultivator in the future?" Low, I will be in a hurry with him."

"Vice-principal, quality, quality... There are many people here, and the image of our Three Teachers College." A teacher hastily reminded.

"Isn't this exciting! It's not easy for our Third Division Martial Academy to produce someone!" The vice president of the Third Division Martial Academy sighed long, with an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

On the martial arts field, variables arise.

Ice cubes with cracks appearing.

The cracks spread out, and the dense cracks were like spider webs.

"Boom!"

The ice cube exploded, and He Jia flew out of it.

The skin on his body was pale, and even the hair on his head turned white. The whole body, only the eyes are still black.

He Jia let out a long howl, as fast as lightning, and struck Ning Xiaochuan's chest with his palm.

Ning Xiaochuan's body slid on the ground for more than 20 meters before stabilizing, leaving two deep scratches on the ground, his chest was completely covered with ice, and there was a sharp pain.

Ning Xiaochuan stared at the pale He Jia, and always felt that He Jia's appearance at the moment was too hideous, not like a person, but a zombie frozen for thousands of years.

In He Jia's Martial Dao Heart Palace, there was already a drop of ice corpse's blood suspended.

When that drop of ice corpse was alive, it was the supreme warrior of the ninth level of earthly respect, a peerless master of a generation. After death, his body was protected by ice soul, and it would not rot for a thousand years, turning into an ice corpse.

That ice corpse was dug out from the Arctic Sea, its identity could no longer be identified, and it is now kept in the tomb of Yiyuanzong.

He Jia originally planned to use this drop of ice corpse blood to deal with famous sheep, defeat famous sheep, and become the leader of this year, but he did not expect to be forced to use this drop of ice corpse blood in advance because of Ning Xiaochuan.

This drop of blood from the ice corpse melted in his heart palace of martial arts and melted into every part of his body, making his body extremely stiff, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and infinitely powerful.

Unless the power of that drop of ice corpse's blood is exhausted, he will be invincible.

"Ning Xiaochuan, you can force me to use this trick, which is enough to prove that you are really strong. But that's it. After this battle, I will advance, and you will be eliminated or die. "He Jia's voice was hoarse and cold, as if he had completely changed, with a sinister aura about him.

Ning Xiaochuan also became more cautious. At this moment, He Jia didn't know what method to use to forcibly increase his strength, and his combat power had increased by at least five times.

He Jia exhaled cold air, stepped on the ground with his feet, his body flew up like a cannonball, more than ten meters above the ground, and then fell down quickly, kicking Ning Xiaochuan's head.

Ning Xiaochuan stretched out his arm, and pinched He Jia's foot with five fingers. A huge force was transmitted from the arm to the body and extended to the foot.

"boom!"

Half of Ning Xiaochuan's body was immersed in the yellow sand, exposing the body above the waist, and the palm of his hand was still pinching the sole of He Jia's foot.

Time seems to freeze.

"Crackling!"

Hundreds of lightning bolts shot out from Ning Xiaochuan's palm, turning into electric snakes and hitting He Jia's soles, and the electric current completely wrapped He Jia's body.

"Roar!"

He Jia let out a long roar, and his body was ejected again.

Taking advantage of Ning Xiaochuan's body sinking to the ground, he punched Ning Xiaochuan's chest again.

In the confrontation just now, Ning Xiaochuan could feel that He Jia's strength had become significantly stronger.

At this moment, Ning Xiaochuan still felt a faint pain in his heart. If it wasn't for his physical strength comparable to that of a martial artist with the seventh level of the divine body, the strength of He Jia's kick just now would have caused him to suffer serious injuries.

If it were a martial artist with the fifth level of divine body, if he was hit by He Jia's kick just now, he would definitely be trampled on a mass of blood and mud.

"Sky Thunder and Hong Zhong!"

Ning Xiaochuan concentrated the martial arts profound energy in his heart, stared at He Jia's bombarding fist, and let out a thunderous explosion from his mouth.

From the mouth, sound waves spit out, condensed into a huge nine-meter-high divine bell, covering Ning Xiaochuan's body inside the bell.

The huge divine clock became more and more solid, constantly revolving around Ning Xiaochuan's body.

It was as if the real world-shaking clock of God Realm had appeared in the world, with thunder and lightning flowing on the surface of the divine clock, causing a huge storm in the martial arts field, sending yellow sand flying all over the sky.