Chapter 1748: Frost Sky Mirror, killing in all directions!
In an underground cave.
Waves of cold air spread.
The already cold environment becomes even more chilling.
The temperature is low.
It's like the frontier in the cold winter.
It is so cold that it penetrates into the bones and marrow!
Boom! There was a dull thud, and a huge ripple of true energy spread out.
The moment the ripples of true energy spread out, the surrounding ice surface instantly shattered.
Suddenly, broken ice rose up like sharp swords.
At the same time, a figure flew backwards and took several steps back on the ground before stabilizing his body.
This figure is not someone else.
It is undoubtedly the Holy King!
At this time, the Holy King retreated more than ten steps and crouched slightly.
His face was flushed and his breathing was rapid.
With a look of shock on his face: "How could this happen..."
"Isn't Bai Mingyu the leader of the righteous sect?"
"How could his martial arts be so brutal and overbearing?"
"Not only did you knock the Gentleman Sword away, you also forced me into this state!"
Just now he had fought with Bai Mingyu for more than ten rounds.
Not only did they fail to gain the slightest advantage, but they were defeated and lost their weapons.
That’s not all.
At this moment, Bai Mingyu was filled with murderous intent, like a madman.
He held back no matter what he did.
Under the powerful attack, the surging force made the Saint King's blood and essence surge and he felt indescribable discomfort.
Bang! Just as the Holy King was secretly shocked, a muffled sound was heard.
When I raised my eyes again.
Bai Mingyu's figure has appeared in front of him.
He thrust his palm sideways and struck him in the face.
The rolling cold air hit him in the face, as if it was defying the frost and snow, making it difficult for him to breathe! ! !
Seeing this scene, the Holy King did not dare to be careless.
But he saw that he used his strength to blast out a palm, and instantly collided with Bai Mingyu's palm! Boom! In an instant, the two palms suddenly intersected, and gusts of wind suddenly surged around them.
The surroundings were immediately enveloped in a biting cold.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew and frost covered the sky, as if one was in frost and snow.
After one move, the Holy King's face turned gloomy.
At this moment, Bai Mingyu's moves were so powerful that he was secretly astonished.
But, the Holy King is still the Holy King after all.
As the leader of Jiangdong Confucianism, his strength should not be underestimated.
But he looked at Bai Mingyu and said at the same time: "Bai Mingyu, your Ice River Mysterious Skill may be powerful, but my Confucian Haoran Qi is not for show!"
"Just look at my self-discipline!"
Having said this, the Saint King suddenly activated his great energy.
Suddenly, a surge of powerful energy rose up, and he flipped his hand and grabbed Bai Mingyu's wrist.
At the same time, he thrust his fist horizontally, heading straight for Bai Mingyu's face.
This punch is the Datong boxing technique!
However.
The punch was blocked by Bai Mingyu's palm.
At the same time, Bai Mingyu's voice rose faintly: "Do you think you can lock me up with your noble spirit?"
“What a wild idea!”
As he spoke, cold air surged through Bai Mingyu's body, directly shattering his great energy.
Spreading towards the Holy King's wrist!
What?!
Seeing this scene, the Holy King was shocked.
He knew that Bai Mingyu was powerful.
But I didn’t expect Bai Mingyu to be so powerful!
He did not dare to be careless at the moment, and pointed his sword with his whole hand.
He used the Confucian sword technique of "Sanxingwushen" to attack Bai Mingyu.
In an instant, the sword energy was powerful and sharp.
It was like sword shadows all over the sky, trying to blast Bai Mingyu into a sieve!
However, when he struck out with the sword, his expression suddenly froze.
Because he saw Bai Mingyu push out with his palm, which hit him in the chest first.
This palm is powerful and extremely domineering.
It is the great treasonous heart-destroying palm!
Bang! With just a muffled sound, the majestic energy around the Holy King suddenly dissipated.
He felt a surge of powerful force rushing into his limbs and bones, causing him immense pain.
at the same time.
A mouthful of blood mist spurted out and his body flew backwards!
Its power is rolling.
The Holy King was blasted backward like a cannonball and hit hard against the wall of the cave.
Suddenly, the entire cave shook violently.
Countless pieces of gravel and dust fell down!
Plop! With a dull thud, the Holy King knelt directly on the ice.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
He vomited a mouthful of blood, with a look of astonishment on his face: "How could this be?"
"My strength should be similar to his..."
"Why was I being beaten by him the whole time?!"
“It’s very simple!”
Just as the Saint King was puzzled, Bai Mingyu's voice suddenly came: "There is still a gap even after the nine tribulations of human immortals!"
As he spoke, Bai Mingyu flashed and appeared in front of the Holy King! "Good job!"
Seeing this scene, the Holy King let out a low cry.
The power from his feet burst out, and his sword fingers pierced through the clouds like thousands of swords.
He rushed straight towards Bai Mingyu! However, facing the attack like thousands of swords piercing the clouds, Bai Mingyu just frowned.
But he saw that his palm was like a shield, like a heavy cloud of sorrow, layer upon layer.
Directly block all the Holy King’s sword fingers inside.
While defending, he said: "Weak, too weak!"
"Compared to that old devil, you're so weak that it makes me want to laugh..."
"The Jiangdong Confucian school is complacent and self-contained!"
"Before you die today, I will open your eyes!"
As he spoke, Bai Mingyu stretched out his big hand and took in all the attacks from the Holy King.
At the same time, he flipped his palm and waved it.
Buzz! A powerful and overbearing true force burst out, forcing the Saint King to retreat.
At this time, Bai Mingyu himself didn't notice it.
His martial arts style.
Indistinctly, he had already reached the same destination as Wang Ye! After repelling the Holy King, Bai Mingyu fired his hand, and a rolling energy rushed out.
This vigorous energy was filled with murderous energy, like opening the door to hell! After realizing the two ways of not competing and not seeking.
Bai Mingyu's palms already seemed to have the power to turn the world upside down.
"How shameless!"
Faced with Bai Mingyu's momentum, the Holy King roared.
He grasped with his hands and put strength into his arms.
Suddenly a sword pointed towards Bai Mingyu!
Ha! Seeing this scene, Bai Mingyu chuckled: "Nothing more than that!"
As he spoke, he thrust out his Buddha's palm, which collided fiercely with the Saint King's sword.
As the palms and fingers touched each other, a fierce force rolled up and not only dispersed the Saint King's strength.
He also tore half of his sleeve into pieces.
What?!
Seeing this scene, the Holy King was shocked.
Bai Mingyu's strength was beyond his expectation! Bai Mingyu was unyielding after a successful move, but he saw him unleash his Taixuan sword finger.
The continuous sword fingers, like water dripping through stone, continuously invaded the body of the Holy King.
The Holy King was defeated and defeated again and again.
His appearance was completely different from that of the master before! Just as Bai Mingyu attacked like a violent storm, Wang Ye, Bai Luhan and others also arrived at the cave entrance on the top.
After seeing Bai Mingyu's fierce attack.
Wang Ye couldn't help but shook his head.
Then he turned to look at Bai Luhan and said, "Aji is right..."
"Your father is really mad..."
Bai Luhan was about to speak when she heard Wang Ye.
At this moment, the Holy King gritted his teeth and exerted his strength!
Bang! Just a muffled sound.
A green aura spread out like an eggshell, directly knocking Bai Mingyu back.
But at this moment.
Bai Mingyu's voice continued to be heard: "Frost Sky Mirror Image, killing all directions!"
(End of this chapter)