Fight to break the sky

In the icy and foggy environment, it was like stepping into a cold space. The surroundings were filled with white mist, and there was no end in sight.

In the white mist, the old man raised his head and looked at the young man in mid-air with a shocked expression. After a moment, his face gradually became serious, and he shouted in a low voice: "Boy, what kind of secret technique are you doing?"

No wonder the old man was so shocked. Although in this Dou Qi Continent, there are some secret techniques that can increase strength so quickly, but the levels of those secret techniques are at least above the earth level. In this Dou Qi Continent, anyone who can come up with such a There are only a handful of superpowers or hidden superpowers who possess hierarchical secrets. In the eyes of these superpowers and superpowers, the strongmen in the Jiama Empire are undoubtedly those who compete with Mingyue. Fireflies generally.

"Could this kid be from those forces?" A somewhat frightening thought flashed through the old man's mind. Under the shock of those extremely terrifying supernatural forces, he could no longer maintain his composure.

"Impossible! Although this kid possesses many kinds of rare treasures, the skills he practices do not seem to have exceeded the Xuan level. This is definitely not like the style of those forces!" Although he was slightly frightened in his heart, after a moment, The old man slowly suppressed this emotion and comforted himself in his heart.

Gradually regaining his composure, the old man's face became solemn, and he shook his withered hands slightly. The cold mist around him quickly condensed, and finally solidified into a snow-white ice gun between his palms.

After using his fighting spirit to condense into an ice spear, the old man still felt a little unsafe, so he quickly formed a seal with one hand, and then shouted softly: "Ice Spirit Armor!"

As the shouts fell, the icy mist that filled the surroundings suddenly formed a thick ice armor on the old man's body that shone with an icy sheen.

The weapons in the old man's hands and the ice armor on his body are completely condensed from fighting spirit, and this requires at least a strong fighting spirit to do this.

On the Dou Qi Continent, ordinary people can release their Dou Qi when they reach the Great Dou Master. At this time, if they cover their weapons with Dou Qi, they can greatly increase their attack power. At this time, like the white-haired old man now, he can condense weapons and armor completely made of fighting spirit. This kind of weapons and defense are naturally far beyond the comparison of ordinary weapons and armor.

To be able to make the old man treat him so solemnly and do his best shows how much importance he attaches to Xiao Yan who suddenly gained strength.

Ignoring the heavily armed appearance of the old man below, Xiao Yan in mid-air, the aura emanating from his body became more and more intense. At a certain moment, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar. In the long roar, there was a raging force. The fighting spirit actually blew away nearly half of the fog that filled the place below.

Seeing Xiao Yan break the thick fog with just a long roar, the old man's expression changed again, he didn't dare to be negligent anymore, he waved the ice gun in his hand, countless sharp ice spikes quickly condensed in the sky above his head, and then brought bursts of breaking wind. The sound flew towards Xiao Yan in mid-air.

In mid-air, the whistling gradually stopped, Xiao Yan's wings suddenly flapped, and his body swooped down like a roc. He looked at the overwhelming ice spikes indifferently, crossed his hands to ten, and then gently closed them.

As the two palms collided with each other, an invisible energy spread out from them like lightning, and then, followed by the overwhelming ice spikes, there was a click... extremely spectacular and turned into cold white powder in mid-air...

"Is this... soul power?" Looking at the high-speed rotating ice spike that was shattered into powder without any warning, the white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, and then lost his voice.

Ignoring the old man's surprise, Xiao Yan flapped his wings and flew directly over the old man. He held the Xuan Zhong ruler tightly in his hand and suddenly slashed it down.

This time the Xuan Zhong Ruler was waved, the air was almost completely torn apart. Wherever the Xuan Zhong Ruler passed, it actually left a faint black trace...

Although this attack was not as powerful as before, when the heavy ruler was swung out, the old man's face became extremely solemn. He knew in his heart that despite the silence of this attack, But the destructive power contained in it is simply not comparable to Xiao Yan's previous attacks...

Taking a cautious step back, the old man's palm suddenly tightened, and then the ice spear stabbed out with bone-chilling energy.

Looking at the old man who chose to confront him head-on, a hint of ridicule clearly flashed across Xiao Yan's eyes, and the heavy ruler suddenly accelerated, and finally collided with the ice gun.

The heavy ruler and the ice gun clashed together, and a ferocious ripple of energy suddenly spread out from the intersection, shaking the ground in the room with cracks like spider webs.

"Broken!" Just after the handover, the ice gun was compressed into a bow-like shape, and with Xiao Yan's cold shout, there was a click, the ice gun broke suddenly, and ice chips flew everywhere.

In one round, the weapon was easily broken by the opponent. The old man's face suddenly became quite ugly. He did not expect that the young man in front of him seemed to have changed into a different person in just a few minutes. For ordinary people, it is impossible to compare the strength of the front and back!

If Xiao Yan was just a strong Dou Master before, then he now has probably reached at least the Dou King level! Such a huge and somewhat alarming gap really made the old man feel a little horrified.

"What on earth did this kid do?" A thought flashed through his mind. The old man kicked his toes and retreated quickly. As he retreated, his hands danced rapidly, and as his palms danced, seven pieces of cold light shone. The ice mirror quickly condensed out, completely blocking Xiao Yan's pursuit.

The seven ice mirrors had just been arranged. Before the old man could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard crisp sounds one after another. He raised his eyes and was a little shocked to find that Xiao Yan, who was holding a heavy ruler, actually rushed over all the way, and the ice along the way came. Before the mirror came into contact with his body, it was burned into nothingness by the purple flames outside his body.

"Good boy, I still don't believe it today. I have been living in seclusion for more than 20 years, and yet I was rendered unable to fight back by a young boy like you!" Xiao Yan was stunned by Xiao Yan's rapid attacks. Anger gradually rose in his heart. The old man raised his brows and suddenly stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet. The cold fighting spirit turned into thick ice on the ground more than ten meters around.

"Xuanbing spins to kill!"

His hands quickly formed seals in front of him, and the old man suddenly let out a low roar from his throat. Suddenly, crescent-shaped ice blades appeared spinning around him.

There were more and more ice blades, and in the end, the old man's body was completely covered by them. The ice blades were connected to each other, forming a small spiral storm that was completely combined by the ice blades.

"Go!" A low shout came out in the storm, and the ice blade storm suddenly rushed towards Xiao Yan. Along the way, the floor of the room was almost destroyed with ravines. Some crystal counters were hit by the ice blade all the way. It scraped and exploded, but the place where it exploded was as smooth as a mirror.

Looking coldly at the old man who was attacking fiercely, Xiao Yan suddenly stopped, and the purple flames and ferocious aura that enveloped his body were completely absorbed into his body.

Xiao Yan now has no defense in his body, and the Xuan Zhong Ruler in his hand is inserted by his side.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Seeing Xiao Yan's actions, the old man's slightly angry shouts suddenly came out in the ice blade storm. Obviously, the old man was extremely angry at Xiao Yan's contemptuous actions. Given his identity, , it is a bit inappropriate to attack a junior, and now he is fighting with all his strength, but in this case, the other party chooses to give up defense and face his strongest attack, which undoubtedly makes the old man's The strong man's self-esteem was hit.

Ignoring the old man's anger, Xiao Yan felt the oppressive feeling coming from the void in front of him, let out a breath, slowly stretched out his palm, and then trembled slightly, and the white flames suddenly rose up.

After the forest white flames appeared, Xiao Yan stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet. With an explosion, his body almost turned into a light and shadow like an arrow leaving the string, and it shot straight towards him like lightning. small ice blade storm.

"You are seeking death yourself, so you can't blame me!"

Seeing that Xiao Yan actually chose to confront him head-on, in the storm, the old man suddenly shouted coldly, although his strength is not as good as before, when he used this advanced Xuan-level "Xuan Ice Spin Kill", not many people dared to do so. Choosing to confront him directly, Xiao Yan's actions now undoubtedly made the old man feel that he was seeking death!

Still ignoring his angry shouts, Xiao Yan rushed straight towards the storm. The palms of his hands were almost completely covered by the white flames. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and Xiao Yan's palms suddenly plunged into the storm.

Plunging his palm into the storm, a circle of terrifying energy fluctuations suddenly spread out from inside the room, lifting the ground nearly half a meter away!

"Click..."

Xiao Yan maintained the posture of inserting his palm into the storm. After stagnating for a moment, he saw that the ice blade storm that was originally rotating rapidly began to solidify. Amidst the clicking sound, the ice blade storm was completely solidified into a huge one. Snow-white icicles.

Looking at the icicle in front of him calmly, Xiao Yan slowly took out his palm and flicked it lightly on the icicle.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the icicle exploded and turned into countless cold white powder, falling from the air.

The icicle burst, revealing the old man wrapped in a thin layer of thin ice.

Looking at the old man, Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, and after a moment, he opened them again. At this time, the indifference and vicissitudes in the dark eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by the vitality and vigor that a young man should have.

"Old sir, you lost. I'm sorry. The things belong to me." Xiao Yan clapped his hands and smiled at the old man.