Chapter 85: The Battle Begins (Part 2)
"Boy, you are crazy!"
"Stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight, then fight, why are you standing here complaining?"
Wan Yang yelled in dissatisfaction. His fireball was blocked by Yan Ruchen just now, allowing Ye Nantian to successfully condense the phantom behind him, giving him a huge sense of crisis.
I was so angry that I was about to make a move, but this guy just walked into the muzzle of my gun.
In that case, you are seeking death yourself, so you can't blame me!
The former roared, pounded his chest, and then lifted his feet into the air. In an instant, a huge figure covered the sky and fell from the sky. The huge fist released a raging fire and fell into the ice field like a meteorite.
The latter's figure flickered several times, using the folding effect of ice to refract many clones. With Wan Yang's ability alone, it was impossible to tell which one was the real one.
Ye Nantian on the other side did not help, but waved the scepter in his hand, gathering more spiritual energy and pouring it into the figure.
The shadow behind him that looked like a god of war could burst out with considerable power by simply infusing it with spiritual energy. And now, the fight between the two of them was the best time for it to gather spiritual energy.
boom!
The figure that fell from the sky instantly crashed into Yan Rucheng's ice field. The several layers of ice shields stacked in the air were like paper and were directly shattered.
Roar, roar, roar! !
Shadows of three-legged golden crows gathered on Wan Yang's body, and then burst out with powerful force. Together with Wan Yang, they besieged Yan Ruchen from all sides in the sky and on the ground.
“Good job!”
The latter growled, and his feet moved swiftly like flowing light, and he dodged the attack of the three-legged golden crow with the power of the spirit traveling around the world. The light around his body gathered into a tough ice armor, which attached to his body. Compared with the huge Wanyang, he was too small, but he still rushed forward fearlessly.
For a moment, the man and the beast collided with each other, and a loud noise broke out.
At the moment of collision, Yan Ruchen felt a strong sense of oppression circulating in Wan Yang's body. It was the roar of a wild beast. Even though he had practiced the Overlord Body Tempering Technique, he still felt his hands and feet go numb under this punch, and his body flew backwards involuntarily.
In comparison, Wan Yang only took a few steps back, with horror in his eyes. With that punch just now, he thought he could defeat Yan Ruchen directly with his powerful physical strength.
But at the moment of collision, he felt as if he had punched an ancient glacier, with the coldness penetrating into his soul and the indestructible body.
"No, how could this happen?!"
Looking at Yan Ruchen flying backwards, Wan Yang growled in horror, his eyes full of disbelief.
He originally thought that he was invincible in his physical body among his peers, but now this person suddenly appeared and not only resolved his attacks time and time again, but his physical body was not much worse than his. This couldn't help but frighten him, and he recalled what he had just said in his mind.
A wonderful idea came into his mind:
Could it be that this Yuan Sect is a body-building sect?
No, I haven’t heard of anyone who can train the body and cast spells.
Could it be a hermit sect? ! !
But soon, he put this idea behind his mind. Yan Ruchen crawled out from the snow with a pale face. It seemed that he was also in pain from the previous blow.
He swung his arms, looked at Wan Yang who was alert, and a pale smile appeared on his face: "Hey, it's rude not to reciprocate, how about you try my trick too?"
"Ice Inferno!"
With Yan Ruchen as the center, everything around him was frozen.
The ice field, which had been hit hard by Wan Yang, became more and more broken at this moment. However, those broken places did not disappear. Instead, they became deeper, from the sky to the deep springs. The ice cones drew several strange arcs in the air and connected with the ground. Snowflakes fluttered, like a prison.
"You think you can trap me with just an ice prison? That's just wishful thinking!"
Wan Yang roared, and the ice and frost on his body shattered. Just when he wanted to rush out, he suddenly found that there was an ice cone as thick as a pillar in front and behind his heart. As long as he moved, the ice cone would pierce into his body.
how so?
When did he condense the ice cone? Why didn’t I see it?
Wan Yang felt very depressed. In this state, what he wanted was to release his inner feelings during the fight and enjoy the fighting process to the fullest.
But now, he was imprisoned here, unable to move, and not only did he not release his depressed mood, but he became even more depressed. This was more painful than killing him!
But to outsiders, Wan Yang seemed to be in a motionless state.
He stood there with a dull look in his eyes.
Ye Nantian, who was gathering spiritual energy on the field, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the two of them, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
This is spiritual suppression!
Yan Ruchen, actually practiced some spiritual awareness techniques!
They are all in the Nascent Soul stage and have all developed spiritual consciousness. This is common sense, but generally speaking, few people will take the initiative to cultivate spiritual consciousness, especially those who have no talent.
Cultivating spiritual awareness is a very boring thing. Even if you practice it, it does not mean that you will achieve much. But once you achieve something, it means that his spiritual awareness is far beyond that of others.
Ye Nantian’s cultivation was not much stronger than theirs, and his physical body was not very strong either, but his spiritual awareness was indeed far beyond that of ordinary people.
Siming Pavilion is a famous holy place for practicing spiritual consciousness in the land of hundreds of countries. The fact that he can become the "Tao Son" respected by everyone in this session shows that his attainments in spiritual cultivation are beyond doubt.
Now he can also create the illusion in Wan Yang, but it requires some effort.
For a cultivator like Wan Yang who specializes in cultivating the body, even if he does not cultivate his spiritual consciousness, someone in the family will definitely find a way to increase the strength of his spiritual consciousness in order to prevent the situation of being possessed by another body.
Therefore, although this kind of "exception" will fall into the illusion, the conditions are also very harsh.
But what just happened?
have no idea.
What did Yan Ruchen do to make him fall into the illusion?
have no idea.
To what level has Yan Ruchen’s spiritual consciousness been cultivated?
have no idea.
Ye Nantian asked himself and suddenly realized that he had underestimated Yan Ruchen too much. He clearly knew nothing about his opponent. Just because he had never heard of his name, he judged that the opponent was not as strong as himself.
When will I make such a low-level mistake?
He loosened his hands, threw the staff in his hand, and stabbed it into the icy purgatory that trapped Wan Yang.
When it was less than one meter away from the barrier, it suddenly stopped. Outside the purgatory, a powerful thunder force suddenly erupted, causing the staff to smoke.
"puff!"
Ye Nantian, who was hit back, had blood spurting out of his mouth and his face suddenly turned ugly.
“How could it be, isn’t he an ice-attributed cultivator with this thunder force?!!”
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