The dragon shadow moved along with Kong Ju's long spear.

He swung his halberd, and dozens of snow-white dragon shadows swooped out in the direction of his halberd.

Roar! The dragon tumbled in the frost and snow, and pounced on Lingxi who was in the Golden Crow Dharma Image.

The sky was filled with wind and snow, and the cold wave blew away the fire spreading on Lingxi's Golden Crow Dharmakaya's body.

This is the last move of Guipo's City Destroying Halberd, the Unparalleled Dance.

The supreme halberd technique that can only be practiced by the inner disciples of Guanghan Palace is considered the best halberd technique in the world in today's Wudong.

The power of the last move further elevates this halberd technique.

With a swing of the halberd, the climate of this world changed, and the entire altar instantly fell into a cold winter.

Feeling the pressure from the halberd, even someone as strong as Lingxi's expression became solemn.

But soon, a smile appeared on Lingxi's face, and his eyes revealed the high fighting spirit that only appeared when fighting with Huangfu Wuqin.

"Sun Wheel Technique!" Lingxi formed a seal.

The raging sea of ​​fire spread wildly around him.

Fierce waves of fire shot up into the sky, rising from above the earth and hitting the sky.

The roaring flames and the snowy wind confronted each other.

The golden crow image covering Lingxi also transformed into a real scorching sun.

Lingxi came out with the sun, and rushed into the center of the snowstorm where countless snow dragons were circling, and punched the dozens of snow dragon phantoms that had already attacked him.

Boom!!! The raging sea of ​​fire moved with Lingxi's fist, instantly shattering dozens of snow dragons, breaking them into snow slag.

But Lingxi was also surrounded by the roaring group of snow dragons.

The ferocious dragon shadows surrounded and attacked Lingxi, making his protective sun tremble.

Finally, a hole was broken into.

A few snow dragons followed the torn hole and attacked Lingxi's body directly, crashing into his golden armor.

Dang! A loud sound that pierced through the clouds and split the rocks resounded through the sky the moment the snow dragon collided with the armor.

The Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra is undoubtedly the best fire path in Wudong.

He resisted the attack of the group of dragons, and those snow dragons were smashed to pieces by his palm, and the snow residues were evaporated by the heat from the armor.

But the power of Wushuangwu should not be underestimated, it even made several dents in the armor.

Lingxi, who was protected by the Scorching Sun Armor, had a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Kong Ju stepped on the head of a snow dragon and flew into the air.

He swung out dozens of halberds in succession, dancing in the wind and snow, causing the whole sky to be filled with wind and snow.

Huh! The wind and snow were getting stronger and stronger, almost freezing the altar.

Finally, a huge vortex of wind and snow formed in the central space of the altar where Lingxi was standing.

In the center of the storm, hundreds of snow dragon phantoms were roaming around.

The strong wind pressure formed by the condensation froze Lingxi's figure in mid-air.

Even though he had the Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra protecting him, he was unable to move at all.

"Roar!" How could Lingxi just sit there and wait to die?

Under the armor, fire flashed from his eyes, and two beams of flaming light shot out.

He put all his strength into pushing the power of his Tao foundation and the Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra to the extreme from the eye of the storm.

Boom!!! A pillar of flame shot up into the sky from the altar.

It was like a flaming sword piercing the sky, penetrating between heaven and earth.

He used his powerful cultivation to reverse the disadvantage and disperse the countless wind pressures that were surrounding him.

It seemed that he was about to rush out of the eye of the storm with endless flames.

At this time, Kong Ju had already arrived riding on a dragon, holding his long spear high, and with unparalleled momentum, he smashed the spear towards the pillar of fire that reached the sky.

The snow dragons flying in the vortex of wind and snow gathered together at Kong Ju's call, and countless snow dragon phantoms rushed into Kong Ju's halberd.

This halberd is Wushuangwu's most powerful attack.

Even the shape of the bronze halberd had changed. Tiny scales like dragon scales appeared on the originally smooth halberd handle.

There are also dragon scales attached to the two blades of the halberd.

The sharp tip of the halberd directly turned into a dragon head.

At this moment, Kong Ju's momentum reached its peak.

He swung the long spear in his hand towards Lingxi who was in the pillar of fire.

"Die!" Along with Kong Ju's angry roar, the dragon head on the tip of the bronze halberd opened its eyes.

Awoo!!!

A huge snow dragon head emerged from the center of the wind and snow vortex, right under Lingxi's feet. The head alone was nearly a hundred feet in size.

The Snow Dragon, with its endless dragon power, swallowed the pillar of fire that Ling Xi had ignited.

Clang! The pillar of fire shattered under the dragon's head.

The snow dragon directly picked up Lingxi's Golden Crow Dharma Image and rushed into the sky.

As the snow dragon's body stretched, its entire body slowly emerged from the vortex of wind and snow.

Its dragon body is taller than the altar, but due to the limitation of Kong Ju's strength, its body does not stare, and even feels illusory.

Even so, the Golden Crow Dharma Image in the Snow Dragon's mouth could not move at all.

Finally, the Golden Crow's image shattered in the snow dragon's mouth, revealing Lingxi's true form.

Large pieces of armor shattered under the terrifying power of the snow dragon.

Bright red blood was spilled.

It seemed that Lingxi was about to be seriously injured by this blow.

Suddenly, Kong Qi's eyes froze.

He saw that the aura above Lingxi's head suddenly surged, and a cloud of luck, half gilded and half pure white, emerged on its own and was seen by him.

The luck that occupied half of Lingxi's body with a gilded color suddenly appeared, and even stirred up Kong Ju's own luck cloud.

A gilded cloud of luck, the size of a copper coin, was forced out from above Kong Ju's head.

At this point in the battle, the luck of both sides was finally aroused.

They confronted each other from a distance.

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Obviously, Kong Ju's luck is not as good as Ling Xi's.

The gilded luck that occupied half of the luck was extremely ferocious, and it was baring its fangs and claws at the luck above Kong Ju's head.

Kong Jue's luck was timid, as if it was trying its best to avoid interference from Ling Xi's luck.

"Not good!" Seeing this scene, Kong Ju thought to himself and couldn't help frowning.

In previous battles with the enemy, Kong Ju's luck always overwhelmed the opponent.

Now Lingxi's luck is showing, and it is so strong that even Kong Ju's luck has to avoid it.

He had a bad feeling in his heart.

Almost at the moment when this thought arose.

Suddenly, Kong Ju, who had looked normal before, froze in his face. He felt a strange pain spreading through his meridians.

The extreme pain spread throughout the body's meridians in an instant.

His face turned pale, his throat felt sweet, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"puff!"

Then even the phantom of the snow dragon that Kong Ju was riding on collapsed.

Kong Ju's entire body fell from the void.

Following Kong Ju's surprise, the Wushuang Dancing Snow Dragon, which had beaten Ling Xi to a messy hair, also let out an unwilling wail and turned into snowflakes that scattered into the void.

In mid-air, Kong Ju, with his head down, looked at Ling Xi who had escaped from his halberd, with a look of resentment in his mouth.

"pity!"

At this moment, the spiritual energy in his body was completely gone. It turned out that all the spiritual energy in his body was consumed.

Obviously, Kong Ju's current level is not enough to support Wushuangwu's terrifying spiritual power consumption.

With his powerful spiritual power comparable to that of a rising star, his energy was instantly exhausted after he swung the halberd.

At this time, the luck above Lingxi's head was still exerting influence on Kong Jue.

It seemed to be magnifying the pain that Kong Jue was inflicting from the backlash of the move.

Fortunately, at this moment, the cloud pattern stele deep in Kong Ju's consciousness shook violently, dispelling the influence of Ling Xi's luck on Kong Ju.

Plop! With a dull thud, Kong Ju's body fell heavily onto the cold, hard ground of the altar.

On the other side, as the dragon roar dissipated.

Lingxi, covered in blood, finally broke free from the residual force of the halberd and knelt on one knee in the air. His chest heaved violently as he breathed heavily, his eyes filled with lingering fear.

If Kong Ju had been able to fully unleash that blow, even if he didn't die, he would have been seriously injured and unable to fight again.

Unfortunately, Kong Ju's realm was not enough to withstand such a terrible blow, and the move was abandoned halfway.

Thinking of this, Lingxi looked at the figure of Kong Ju falling towards the altar, and a smile appeared on his mouth with blood constantly flowing out: "It's a pity that you are not Shenglun!"

After saying that, Ling Xi took a pill, temporarily controlled his injuries, and slowly descended towards the direction where Kong Ju fell.

Kong Ju was now suffering from the severe backlash of Wushuang Wu. His body kept twitching on the ground and he was in great pain.

Seeing this, Lingxi shook his head, and said softly with blood still on his lips: "You lose!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Ju's body suddenly stopped twitching. He slowly turned his head from the ground and looked at Ling Xi with a smile on his face. He no longer felt the pain of being hit back by his moves.

Lingxi's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene.

"No, you lose!"

Kong Ju stared at Ling Xi, his eyes as cold as ice that had not melted for thousands of years.

Almost at the moment he finished speaking.

Ding! A pleasant sound of silver bells reached Lingxi's ears.

The sound of the silver bell was followed by a loud thunder.

Bang!

The golden thunder force exploded from the direction of the altar stone platform.

The endless brilliance of thunder dyed the altar pure gold.

A graceful figure leaped out from the sea of ​​thunder, carrying with her rolling thunder force, and rushed towards Lingxi.

In the sea of ​​thunder, Huangfu Wuqin's icy voice resounded through the altar.

"Your opponent is me!"

(End of this chapter)