Bishop's Retirement

Facing Bai Mingyu's imposing manner, the Holy King roared angrily.

He grasped it in the palm of his hand and used his strength in his arm.

Suddenly, a sword pointed towards Bai Mingyu!

Ah!

Seeing this scene, Bai Mingyu chuckled lightly: "That's all!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his Buddha's palm, and smashed fiercely with the Holy King's sword finger.

Between the palms and fingers, a sharp energy rolled up, which not only dissipated the strength of the Holy King.

It also tore half of its sleeve into shreds.

what? !

Seeing this scene, the Holy King was shocked.

Bai Mingyu's strength was beyond his expectation!

One move was successful, and Bai Mingyu couldn't forgive her, but she saw his Taixuan sword finger unleashed.

The Mianmian sword has thousands of fingers, like dripping water piercing a stone, continuously invading the holy king's body.

The holy king who only fought left and right was clumsy and retreated in succession.

His appearance is close to the demeanor of the tall man before, he really is a different person!

Just as Bai Mingyu attacked like a storm, Wang Ye, Bai Luhan and others also came to the top of the cave.

After seeing Bai Mingyu's fierce attack.

Wang Ye couldn't help shaking his head.

Then he turned his head to look at Bai Luhan, and said, "Aji is right..."

"Your father is really mad with anger..."

Bai Luhan who heard Wang Ye was about to speak.

And at this moment, the Holy King gritted his teeth and urged his strength!

boom!

There was only a muffled sound.

A streak of cyan stellar energy spread out like an eggshell, directly knocking Bai Mingyu out.

Yet at this moment.

But Bai Mingyu's voice continued to come: "Shuangtian mirror image, chill the ten directions!"

Chapter 1747 So cruel, are you a demon cult?

As soon as these words came out, Bai Mingyu's internal energy dissipated.

In an instant, the glacier profound art was running crazily.

The billowing frost and cold breath diffused, making the icy cave even more bone-chilling!

Not only that.

Bursts of severe frost instantly condensed and spread!

In the small karst cave, it suddenly turned into snow and frost!

With such breath, Bai Mingyu turned her palms.

call!

Suddenly, a dense white mist surged around.

With the momentum of overturning clouds and rain, he pressed towards the Holy King.

Only for a moment.

The surroundings seemed to stand still!

Seeing this scene, the Holy King narrowed his eyes.

He endured the severe pain all over his body.

Stimulating the awe-inspiring aura in his body, he suddenly blasted out with a palm, hitting Bai Mingyu's body!

however!

This palm force hit Bai Mingyu's body, but Bai Mingyu's body suddenly dissipated.

In the next moment, it was ten feet away.

At this time, he is attacking himself!

"Hey hey hey..."

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye couldn't help laughing: "Shuangtian's mirror image chills the ten directions..."

"It's really like the old boy and I did it before!"

This trick.

Bai Mingyu had used it in Mount Qihuang before.

This move is to secretly use the powerful internal force of the Glacier Mysterious Art to integrate itself into all things.

In addition, the cave is very cold.

The imperceptible ice chips are dispersed in the air, constantly refracting.

Countless figures of Bai Mingyu scattered out.

At a glance, there is a vast expanse of ice and snow, and there is no trace of people.

There is only the meaning of chilling everywhere.

It can be said that there is no trace and no definiteness, chilling the ten directions!

Faced with this move that day.

Wang Ye turned it into nothingness with just one move of Qingfeng Huasha.

And now the Holy King...

Not such a move!

But he saw him making random moves in the white mist, but he only shattered Bai Mingyu's phantom.

Did not capture its figure at all!

a time.

It actually gave him a feeling of being alone and helpless in the boundless frost and snow.

On the other hand, Bai Mingyu.

His body blended into the frost and snow, and he seemed to be everywhere.

Whenever the holy king's moves were bombarded, he always attacked from an incredible angle, directly bombarding the holy king's body.

At this time, from Wang Ye's perspective.

The Holy King is like a sandbag, being beaten by Bai Mingyu, he has no power to fight back!

"Damn!"

At this moment, the Holy King roared angrily.

He kicked his feet and jumped up high.

The ground was shrouded in white mist and it was difficult to distinguish his figure. He didn't believe that Bai Mingyu could perform this move in mid-air!

"Where to run?!"

Seeing this scene, Bai Mingyu roared angrily.

He shot out suddenly, and a mighty palm force went from bottom to top, blasting towards the Holy King.

The fierceness of this palm is really irresistible.

I saw a black and red palm force coming out of the air, blasting the holy king's chest from bottom to top.

At this time, the holy king was in the air, and suddenly he heard a strong wind.

When he turned his head again, he was half a minute too late.

Caught off guard by this palm force hit his chest.

boom!

There was only a muffled sound.

The holy king's body flew upside down like a rag.

Because Bai Mingyu had shattered his protective energy earlier.

The force of this palm rolled and drove in, pouring directly into his body!

puff!

In an instant, the holy king spewed out a mouthful of blood mist.

Even though he had the mighty energy to protect his body to eliminate a lot of strength, this domineering palm still broke three of his ribs.

However, Bai Mingyu didn't intend to let him go!

After all, he did it to his daughter!

This alone.

Bai Mingyu can kill him on the spot!

But he saw his body flashing, appearing in front of the Holy King.

The sword, fingers, fists and palms were spread out together, and they slammed towards the body of the Holy King.

At this time, the Holy King didn't want to sit still.

He gritted his teeth and struck back.

For a while, the two fought together.

Fingers and palms, anger and strength.

Follows like a shadow, constantly shakes hard.

In an instant, the bursts of air were like rolling thunder, stirring up the surrounding aura, boiling like a rolling sea.

The two kept pushing themselves higher as they fought each other.

From a distance, it looks like climbing a ladder to the sky, climbing up the stairs, straight to the sky, and is higher than the sky.

The rolling force poured down, until the walls of the surrounding caves couldn't support it.

They all collapsed.

Gravels flew out one after another, hitting the ice directly below.

For a while, ice powder splashed everywhere, and the chill was flying!

but.

After all, the Holy King was no match for Bai Mingyu.

Coupled with the fact that he suffered from several strokes before, Bai Mingyu became more angry and hotter.

In the end, the Holy King even found it difficult to fight back.

Like a wooden dummy, he was beaten by Bai Mingyu, shaking his head and tail, blood foam flying everywhere!

"almost!"

Seeing this scene, Bai Mingyu said, "You should die too!"

As he spoke, Bai Mingyu grasped it with his big hands.

The billowing cold air condensed in his hands and merged into an ice sword.