cross the sky

Chapter 155
At that moment, Hun Qianmo suddenly couldn't see Xiao Chang's figure, and the strong light enveloped Xiao Chang.

There is wind, it blows.

Between heaven and earth, suddenly there is a chilling silence!

Suddenly, the thunder rang again!With a bang, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and that huge and unparalleled beam of light shot out, piercing through all the black clouds and brightening the red sun of summer, without turning back, it blasted unstoppably at the soul standing on guard. On Qianmo.

"boom!"

A moment later, Hun Qianmo was covered by a ray of light.

"Humph!"

In the midst of his busy schedule, he groaned in obvious pain.

After a while, the light dissipated, revealing the figure of Hun Qianmo.

At this time, his clothes were in tatters, his long black and white hair was very messy, his complexion was a little pale, and he looked very miserable.

Hun Qianmo looked at Xiao Chang with vicious eyes, and said: "You really have some skills in killing the old soul demon in the celestial tomb, but you are still a bit too naive to want to kill me with this trick alone .”

Hun Qianmo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a cold voice.

Seeing this, Xiao Chang also frowned slightly. Although Xiao Chang himself didn't think that this move could directly kill Hun Qianmo, he used it with the idea of ​​seriously injuring Hun Qianmo.

But judging from the current situation, Hun Qianmo didn't suffer any serious injuries at all, at most it just aggravated his injuries a lot, and it was far from being seriously injured.

"How to do?"

Xiao Chang looked at Hun Qianmo, who was looking at him viciously there, and saw that he was ready to go, it was very likely that he had not used his hole cards, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"The true art of sword attracting the blue dragon cannot be used. If the true art of killing ghosts and gods is used, the dragon sword is not in the hand, and it can't exert much power at all. Then there is only one of the four true art drawn in the Zhuxian plane. gone."

"call."

Xiao Chang took a deep breath and slightly adjusted his uneasy mood.

Immediately, Xiao Chang's expression became solemn, he clenched the Zhuxian Sword with his right hand, and pinched Fajue with his left hand, and muttered something in his mouth.

Suddenly, the aura on his body suddenly changed, and an unusually cold aura gushed out from his body. The whole body was like profound ice for thousands of years, exuding a chill that chilled people to the bone.

Sensing this change, Hun Qianmo frowned and cursed secretly: "Damn it, how many of these weird fighting skills does this kid know."

Although the move just now, under his full resistance, did not cause him much damage, but even so, he couldn't keep making Xiao Chang toss.

Therefore, he did not intend to sit still.

He slammed his palms fiercely towards the ground, a vast amount of battle energy gushed out from his body, and the sea-like yellow sand on the ground suddenly shot up to the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

Immediately, Hun Qianmo's palms lined up on the ground slowly lifted up, and the vast fighting spirit suddenly began to circulate in a strange way.

I saw that Hun Qianmo's slowly raised palm suddenly grasped it, and the yellow sand that flew away from the sky and covered the sky suddenly began to fly, and actually began to slowly gather together.

At this moment, Xiao Chang's whole body exuded a chill that could chill people to the bone.

I saw that Xiao Chang put the Zhuxian sword horizontally in front of his chest, pinched his left hand into a sword finger, and lightly flicked on the sword.

"Zheng!"

The Zhuxian Sword seemed to have spirituality, and suddenly trembled in Xiao Chang's hand, as if it was waiting for something.

But Xiao Chang suddenly recited the sentence and said:
"Nine days of pure cold, turned into black ice
Calling ice to the sky and falling to the ground. "

Suddenly, the originally scorching desert world turned surprisingly cold, and the temperature dropped at a terrifying speed.

"Buzz!"

And the Immortal Executioner Sword in Xiao Chang's hand buzzed at this time, and suddenly its blue light became brighter, rushing towards the sky, tearing apart the sky, piercing through the dark clouds, and disappearing in Xiao Chang's eyes.

At this time, Xiao Chang, with the same expression, held the Jue with both hands, crossed it in front of his chest, and stared at the sky with clear eyes.

A moment later, the temperature in this desert world plummeted once again, it was already so cold that people with a lower Dou Zun appeared around here, and they would be frozen into ice cubes in an instant.

And at this moment, in the sky, where the Immortal Execution Sword had just disappeared, a huge sword tip made of ice slowly leaked out.

Hun Qianmo only felt that a terrifying thing locked on him, and that terrifying thing was slowly pressing towards him.

But at this time, the yellow sand that he had raised up that covered the sky and the sun had already condensed together, forming a huge brown-yellow fist that was comparable to a mountain.

And that huge ice sword made of profound ice leaked one-third of it at this time. Every time this giant ice sword made of profound ice fell a little bit, people couldn't help feeling a little bit more in their hearts. Divide the pressure, making it difficult for everyone to catch their breath.

After a while, the giant black ice sword slowly appeared in front of Xiao Chang and Hun Qianmo. The appearance of this huge black ice sword was almost the same as that of the Zhuxian sword, and Xiao Chang could faintly feel it from above. To the breath of Zhu Xianjian.

Seeing this, Xiao Chang grasped Fa Jue's hands and pointed at Hun Qianmo fiercely.

At the same time, the huge ice sword that seemed to come from the nine heavens and was made of black ice suddenly stabbed straight at Hun Qianmo.

At this moment, Hunqianmo also moved, and the fist made of yellow sand, like a mountain, carried, carried the supreme oppression, and met the giant sword of black ice.

"Ah! Damn it."

Hun Qianmo suddenly felt his feet were cold, Hun Qianmo looked down, and found that his feet were frozen on the ground by the thick ice, and he couldn't move.

"boom!"

The mountain-like yellow sand fist had not yet touched the tip of the black ice giant sword, but there were cracks all over it.

And at the moment of touching, that mountain-like fist seemed so vulnerable, the giant black ice sword pierced through that mountain-like yellow sand fist , turned into tiny ice cubes all over the sky, and fell to the ground.

But the giant black ice sword was not moving, and stabbed straight at Hun Qianmo, whose feet were frozen and unable to move.

Seeing this, Hun Qianmo showed a look of fear, but how could he be willing to wait for death slowly like this, the vast battle energy gushed out from his body again, and he pushed forward with both palms violently, all the body's body All the fighting energy was stripped away, and a thick, huge wall of fighting energy was instantly condensed.

Looking at the pale faces of both sides, it was obvious that this was the last fight, and neither of them had the strength to attack again.

If Hun Qianmo died, then everyone would be happy. If Hun Qianmo blocked the blow, both parties would fall to the ground exhausted. As for who will recover first, that will be known.

　This is made up by me, if you don't like it, please don't spray me, the author's little heart will not be able to stand it!

　　
　
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