The Battle of Martial Arts Breaks the Wind and Cloud

The purple sharp light pierced fiercely on the gray light, and Shangguan Ce, who was about to vomit blood, was struck by lightning, his throat felt sweet, and with a bang, a blood arrow suddenly sprayed out from his mouth.

Shangguan Ce couldn't remember how many years he hadn't been injured, but he remembered that it was a long, long time ago. After careful calculation, it had been a hundred years. never thought

"Are you old?" Shangguan Ce showed a wry smile, and there was a sharp pain in his left rib, he knew that he was going to die soon, but he didn't expect that he would die like this.

Shangguan Ce was not reconciled to such a simple death, even if he died, he would die vigorously, and at least one person would be dragged behind him.

As soon as he thought about it, Shangguan Ce's face changed, and a crazy smile appeared on his face, "Little thief, if you want me to die, don't think about it!"

The unwilling cry in his heart aroused the sleeping strong heart again, the originally dim gray light flourished again, and the nine cold icicles emitted a terrible cold air, and the bone-piercing chill enveloped the surrounding area.

"Zizizi!" There was a crisp freezing sound, and the nine cold icicles condensed a pure cold light, with the cold light as the center point, the surroundings froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the ice cubes moved towards Ghost Li, Space is almost frozen.

When a person is about to die, the most terrifying power will often erupt. Shangguan Ce is like this. Under the joint attack of Gui Li and Jin Ping'er, Shangguan Ce issued the strongest blow in his life, and he was about to die with his opponent.

The power of extreme cold quickly froze the surrounding space, forming a huge block of ice in the blink of an eye. This was not the Ice Curse that Qi Hao cast more than ten years ago, but the old Shangguan Ce of Fenxiang Gusu cast it with the power of extreme cold In the last swan song, the power between the two is simply not the same.

If it is frozen by the extreme cold power of the Nine Cold Ning Ice Spike, it will take away the life of the enemy in an instant, plus Shangguan Ce's dying blow, the power will be three points.

Jin Ping'er suddenly changed color, and shouted coquettishly: "No, this old boy has to work hard!"

"Back!" Gui Li didn't hesitate at all, with such extreme cold power, no one dared to easily rob him of his edge.

Shangguan Ce had a ferocious smile on his face, he thought he could kill the invading enemy right away.However, he was facing Duan De. Duan De had used lightning restraint before to block the sound of fighting.Then there was no action.

But it doesn't mean that you can watch Shangguan Ce's dying counterattack with blind eyes.

Ten years ago, a top expert who was ranked among the world's top expert gangs, ten years later, even Daoxuan, the generation of ghost kings, Duan De can easily defeat, or even kill, let alone a mere Shangguan Ce? !

The purple thunder light flickered, forming a huge roulette in an instant, slowly turning, the thunder light all over the sky suddenly gathered, the extreme cold power of the Nine Cold Ning Ice Spikes seemed to have encountered a nemesis, and turned towards Shangguan Ce like a tide Press down.

"How is this possible?!" Shangguan Ce's heart fell to the bottom, completely sank, didn't he even have a chance to desperately?Shangguan Ce smiled bitterly...

"Crack!"

The mysterious ice condensed, and Shangguan Ce was instantly frozen into an ice cube. With endless unwillingness, he turned into a crystal clear ice sculpture. What's wrong is that he died in his own hands.

Duan De sneered, and the thunder light between his palms gradually subsided. This is a strange supernatural power that he has recently comprehended from his study of the most treasured Yin and Yang mirror in the Changshengtang. miraculous!

The surrounding air was still hot, but it couldn't melt the ice. Shangguan Ce, who had turned into an ice sculpture, stood on the steps without any movement.Losing Shangguance's control, the Nine Cold Ning Ice Spike was on the verge of falling, and the power of extreme cold dissipated quickly, without any threat, it fell to the ground with a clang.

"so close!"

Jin Ping'er breathed a sigh of relief. Shangguan Ce's counterattack before he died startled her. As expected of a person who has been famous for a hundred years, the power of the death blow was really strong. Thin ice flakes, and what stood in front of Jin Ping'er was thick black ice.

Looking from a distance, the huge black ice stands like a hill on the steps of the black fire altar, and Shangguan Ce is also frozen in it. Next to the ice sculpture, three figures stand in the air, staring coldly at the ice sculpture in front of them.

Duan De frowned, would Shangguan Ce really die so easily?No, it is absolutely impossible. On the premise that he did not use all his strength, Shangguan Ce would never be easily killed.

Judging from the injury, it is also not fatal. Shangguan Ce only had two injuries. Jin Ping'er's Zimang blade completed the first blow, and the injury was on the left rib, which is not fatal; the second is Zilei Jingtian. The counterattack, Shangguan Ce was backlashed by the power of extreme cold, this is the heaviest injury, but don't forget that Shangguan Ce used the Nine Cold Ning Ice Spike, he must be no stranger to the power of extreme cold, he will never be easily kill.

"It seems that you are not dead yet!" Duan De lowered his voice, the thunder in his hand flickered, and the huge purple thunder mirror covered the sky again. If you beat a snake, you will suffer from it. This truth is clear to everyone in Duan De, only Shangguan Ce is completely dead. To be transparent can make people feel at ease.

Zilei Jingtian pressed down again, "Crack!" The huge black ice shattered in response, and Shangguan Ce, who was in the middle of the black ice, suddenly rushed out, and rushed towards the black fire altar like lightning.

Jin Ping'er, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was shocked, but before he could recover, the gray light rushed into the Xuanhuo Altar in a blink of an eye. Duan De in the middle turned sharply and chased after him without hesitation.

"It's not dead yet!"

Jin Ping'er said blankly, at first he thought that the old ghost Shangguan Ce had died, but he never expected that this old ghost would actually cheat his death, and he was almost tricked by him.

Just when Jin Ping'er was in a daze, Gui Li behind her had already rushed in front of her, and said in a low voice: "Follow, don't be dazed!"

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"Understood!" Jin Ping'er immediately chased after her, and four figures rushed into the Xuanhuo Altar one after another. The Xuanhuo Altar, which was extremely peaceful in the past, was extremely lively today.

Just after rushing into the Xuanhuo Altar, Duan De looked evilly and looked ahead coldly.

And Shangguan Ce, who was almost exhausted, was lying on the ground, with a blood hole the size of a bowl in his chest, blood was gushing out from it, but Shangguan Ce was still alive, his eyes turned wild.

"Hahaha!" Shangguan Ce laughed wildly, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and covered his whole body, "Dare to enter... the Xuanhuo Altar, and come...to accompany..."

Before he finished speaking, a purple cold light flashed across his head, and Jin Ping'er said coldly: "You talk too much!"

Duan De turned his head and gave her a strange look. He didn't see the action just now, but now it's quite fast, but Duan De doesn't care about it. Anyway, Shangguan Ce is dead, and it doesn't matter who killed him, or he killed Shangguan The person who instigates it may cause trouble to the upper body, since Jin Ping'er is willing to do it for her, Duan De is happy to give her this favor.

In fact, Duan De was quite concerned about Shangguan Ce's last sentence. What he wanted to say was to be buried with him. I am afraid that the only possibility is the strange formation here, but I don't know how big the mysterious formation of Xuanhuotan is here without the host. Duan De was somewhat looking forward to the power.

It's a pity that the change did not appear, except for the dead Shangguan Ce, the three of them stood side by side, staring at the center of the hall. As one would expect, this is exactly the situation inside the Xuanhuo Altar. With a space as high as five feet, the entire hall is in the shape of a circle, and the walls are the same as those seen from the outside. They are all made of red stone without any decorations, simple and unadorned. It is unpretentious, but under the background of this huge space, there is an indescribable magnificence.

In the center of the hall, there is a red light source emitting a strange red light. The closer to the center of the hall, the brighter the red light. From a distance, it seems that there is a flame burning in the center of the hall. At this moment, this ball The firelight is undergoing a surprising change.

Fiery air flowed from the red flame in the center, and the eight fierce god stone carvings surrounding the flame lit up at the same time, and the strange red light filled the whole space. When the eighth fierce god stone carving lit up, the desolation in the hall The whistling gradually turned into a mournful scream, filling the entire space.I don't know when it started, a fiery wind blew up in the hall.

"Destroy the stone carvings!"

As soon as this strange phenomenon appeared, Duan De already thought that something was wrong, and quickly shouted, it is obvious that the formation has something to do with these stone carvings, as long as the stone carvings are destroyed, the formation may not be activated, but Duan De's understanding is still a bit too much It was late, and the eighth stone carving of the fierce god had already lit up. In just a split second, the fierce god turned into a red circle of light and flew towards the dome quickly. The clothes on his body creaked, Gui Li's expression became more and more embarrassing, Jin Ping'er couldn't help but took two steps back, only Duan De remained motionless.

The weird atmosphere in the air is getting heavier, the sharp wind seems to be mixed with the grinning ghosts, just like the legendary Nine Nether ghosts coming to attack the world, the unpretentious red stone slabs surround the red light, turning faster and faster, the red The light rained down like a torrential rain, like the rain of blood floating in hell, and the space was sealed.

The formation has already started to work, Jin Ping'er's face was serious, she held the purple light blade tightly, and said in a deep voice: "It's too late!"

"Not bad!" Gui Li nodded, reached out and patted Xiao Hui on his shoulder, signaling it to be quieter.

Suddenly Duan De seemed to think of something, turned around suddenly, blinked and said: "Try it and see if you can stop the formation."

"Okay!" Gui Li responded straightforwardly, Duan De had told him when he came in that the Profound Fire Mirror might be useful, now is a good time to see if it is useful.