The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

"It’s just that with the help of the source fire, I can persist for so long. Even if there is no source fire, I can stick to it for a minute."

A strong man came out of the crowd and said to Xue Kui: "In the next is Yang San, although not a college person, but I think the strength will not be worse than them, I also want to try."

"If there is no source fire, it can last for one minute on the cold iron. This strength is absolutely not normal."

The Xuekui chief smiled.

There is no source of fire to restrain the coldness of the cold iron. It can only resist the cold with its own strength. This is much more difficult than resisting the source fire.

However, it is able to withstand and persist for one minute, and the strength is indeed strong.

Yang San also slowly walked up, rock-like arms, slowly leaning toward the cold iron, the horrible cold once again swept over, seems to want to freeze Yang San, but the heat of a stock from his time The body evaporated, obviously Yang San has used his own power to evaporate the cold.

When Yang San leaned his big palm against the cold iron, his face finally began to change, and his arm had changed from the bronze color to the city's ice blue color.

Everyone is speculating whether Yang San can stick to this minute.

Ye Mo was also urging the ancient gods again and again. Immediately he saw that Yang San’s body had a powerful Xianli to resist this strong force, which made the cold unable to invade his body.

With the passage of time, Yang San seems to have fully adapted to this cold, he suddenly screamed, the cold covering his arm, suddenly repelled, his arm re-made a bronze color .

"A strong and powerful strength, with its own strength, can resist the cold of the ice, although it is also in the middle of Xianxuan, I am afraid that a hundred military soldiers in the late Xianxuan may not be able to defeat him."

"Yeah, I don't know if this is Yang San and Su Bin. Who is strong and who is weak?"

Although Yang San is not a college student, but the strength is equally strong, the two fight, who can stand out and become the snow demon warriors, they are holding great curiosity.

"Young Master, do you want to go up and try, this is a rare opportunity."

Looking at the scene in front of the nebula, I couldn’t help but ask Ye Mo.

"Nature, I have to go up and try, when I don't go up, let me go."

Ye Mo smiled.

Next, there are still many people who have gone up and tried, and even have the military in the late Xianxuan, but no one can persist for one minute. All of them can't stand it and withdraw their arms in advance.

Just after everyone tried it, Ye Mo, who was insignificant in the crowd, slowly walked up. Everyone was a glimpse. This man who never talked, actually wanted to go up and try.

"Is that person not a young man who was chased by the Xianwu strongman? Actually, he also wants to compete for the position of the warrior."

"He has no fluctuations in the laws of yin and yang. He is not a warrior of Xian Xuanjing."

"Is it just a warrior in Xianban? Such a warrior, it is said that the palm of the hand is placed on the cold iron, and it is impossible to get close to the cold iron."

When everyone noticed that the laws of Ye Mo were fluctuating, they all said one after another.

"This friend, you are just a martial arts martial artist. I advise you not to try. If you rush into your body, if you are a patriarch, you may not be able to save you."

Shirley kindly reminded.

"You Snow Monsters can't try to set up a warrior in Xianban, and I can't try it. And I'm not that stupid. If you don't have a bit of control, will you stand up?"

Ye Mo smiled and pulled off the warm coat on his body, slowly approaching the cold iron. The coldness from the cold iron was also coming to Ye Moyong. Immediately, Ye Mo felt a bitter chill. However, this kind of chill can't help Ye Mo, but his strength is enough to easily resist.

Everyone saw Ye Mo face the cold, the look is not moving, but also secretly surprised, a martial artist with a savage class, actually not afraid of the coldness of the cold iron, it seems that this leaf is not as simple as the surface.

Subsequently, Ye Mo was close to the cold iron, and he sighed deeply. Ye Mo’s right hand was placed directly on the cold iron. For a time, a strong cold was invaded by Ye Mo’s body, making the leaves Mo’s body was immediately turned into an ice blue color.

Time, everyone's face changed greatly, which is obviously the result of the coldness completely broke into the leaves of the five internal organs, Shirley saw the situation, but also immediately rushed over, ready to push open Ye Mo.

However, a white shadow appeared in front of Shirley, saying: "The young master yelled at me. When he touched the cold iron, no one could approach him."

"You are crazy? Don't you see that your young master has been completely invaded by the cold?"

Shirley shouted loudly.

"You can rest assured that you can't help the younger brother."

The nebula said faintly.

The coldness is indeed invading Ye Mo's body, and Ye Mosi has not resisted. This cold is also a kind of power. It can be used for transformation. He only needs to resist the chill. Ye Mo directly controls. The ancient snake vanilla fires in his body, resisting the chill, and the power is slowly transforming.

However, when Ye Mo’s arm was placed in the cold iron for one minute, this degree of coldness had no effect on Ye Mo, but the coldness was more and more horrible as time passed, until the leaves Do not put his arm in the cold iron, for three minutes, this cold is enough to start to transform.

As for the people in the hall, seeing Ye Mo has been turned into an ice sculpture, and for three minutes, they are all guessing, this Ye Mo will not have been frozen by the cold iron, right?

"Three minutes, even if it is the strongest of Xian Xuanfeng, it is difficult to persist for so long, let him leave the cold iron."

The Xuekui chief frowned and said.

"Yes!"

Shirley arched the hand ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ just got ready, but was stopped by the nebula.

"Shirley leads, if it is over, the young master will naturally leave."

The nebula continues.

"Don't you see that your young master has been frozen? It has been three minutes. Do you think that your young master's strength in the Xianban class can last for three minutes on the cold iron?"

Shirley sneered, and in his opinion, Ye Mo is simply a guy who likes to be able to, and perhaps he has been frozen to death.

"Yeah yeah, three minutes, even if Su Bin, who has a source of fire, may not be able to do it, and he has been invaded by the cold, how could it be okay?"

"I think he just wants to show something in front of others, and the result is that he has fallen."

Some of the warriors above the main hall are laughing and laughing. Like the warriors like Ye Mo, they have seen a lot in the college and like to show some limelight.

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