Chapter 536: The Sword Falls on the Mountain (Happy New Year to everyone!)
In the blizzard, Jiang Daoying's body was constantly flashing with sword light, and every flash of sword light would tear the attacking Snowflake Sword Qi into pieces.
As for the snow all over the sky, it seemed to be completely integrated into the wind and snow at this moment.
In the stormy sky, Jiang Daoying was the only figure.
Huchi
A bit of cold wind blew past Jiang Daoying's ear, and immediately turned into an ice-crystal sword that flashed with cold light, stabbing into his back.
Ding!
Facing the attack of the ice crystal sword, Jiang Daoying's expression remained unchanged. A slash the size of a sugar cube suddenly flashed, and the ice crystal sword was blocked.
After blocking the blow, Jiang Daoying suddenly raised his head and looked straight ahead, as if he could see the location of the snowy sky in the wind and snow.
In the wind and snow, Xue Mantian felt a chill in her heart. Even though the direction Jiang Daoying was looking at was not where she was, she felt a horrifying feeling of being exposed to others.
This feeling made her uneasy, so she could only continue to increase her magic power and create more terrifying blizzards.
Clang!
The sound of sharp sword strikes pierced through the wind and snow, and all the attacking snowflake sword energy shattered and collapsed.
After the sound of the sword, the wind and snow in the sky became silent.
In the wind and snow, Jiang Daoying stood here proudly alone. Around him, sugar cube-sized chops flashed constantly, smashing all the snowflakes that tried to attack.
This is Jiang Daoying's sword domain!
In the snowy sky, looking at Jiang Daoying who had activated his sword domain, his heart sank.
The Sword Domain is the Nascent Soul domain unique to sword cultivators and represents the ultimate killing power. Even she would not dare to fight in close combat with a sword cultivator who has activated the Sword Domain.
In this case, Xue Mantian could only choose another way.
Facing Jiang Daoying who had activated his sword domain, Xue Mantian let go of the Chaofeng Sword in her hand, raised her arms, raised her face slightly, and closed her eyes.
‘Extreme ice’
boom! ! !
The frightening white mist spread with the snowy sky as its center, covering all the previous snow and wind areas almost instantly, and spread towards the distance unabated.
Anyone who came into contact with this white mist was completely frozen in an instant, and then turned into powder in the cold wind.
"Fellow Daoist Snow is so profound in the field of Ice Avenue!"
The audience in the distance, faced with the white mist that represented extreme ice and death, could only keep retreating.
But the spread of the white mist was far greater than they expected. In just an instant, the white mist filled the surrounding ten miles.
A burning feeling erupted from the white mist. The golden-red flames enveloped Lu Ya completely, and then suddenly closed in. A large amount of golden-red flames compressed and condensed into a radius of only a few feet around him. Within a radius of several feet, it was almost solid. Flowing flames.
This true sun fire is enough to ensure that it is not affected by the extremely icy white fog that covers the snowy sky.
Not far from his side, a black golden light burst out from Yang Yu's body, and the extremely icy white mist that could freeze the soul actually flowed around his body without any hindrance after encountering Yang Yu. It did not have the slightest impact on Yang Yu.
From this alone, it can be seen that Yang Yu's level of Zhangliu Golden Body cultivation is much higher than that of Meng Huaisheng.
As for the three people in the Central Domain, they were standing in an invisible protective shield. The extremely icy white mist hit the protective shield and bounced in other directions.
Snow Mantian, bathed in white mist, opened her eyes, and a white flash the size of a grain of rice appeared in her eyes.
'freeze! ’
As she pointed, the originally disorderly white mist gathered in the direction of her finger, and in just an instant, a storm of white mist with a diameter of a hundred meters was formed, spanning from east to west.
The ice fog that froze everything swept across this area. In a short period of time, everything in the white fog storm, including the space itself, was riddled with holes in the ice.
Click! Click!
The low temperature brought by the extremely icy white mist caused even the outermost edge of Jiang Daoying's sword domain to freeze and make crisp explosions.
Jiang Daoying looked at the storm of white mist that shrouded the surrounding area. The long sword in his hand hummed, seeming to vent the excitement in his heart.
He looked down at the long sword in his hand, suddenly showed a smile, and flicked the sword with his finger.
A crisp sword chant rose from the white mist storm. In the perception of the snow-filled sky, a long sword that reached the sky and the earth pierced the storm in an instant and was revealed between heaven and earth.
Then this long sword that reached the sky and the earth penetrated straight down.
Without deliberately searching for traces in the snow-covered sky, without considering the power of the extremely icy white mist to freeze everything, the sword just slashed straight down.
Wherever the sword edge passed, countless slashing lights the size of rice grains flickered.
It seemed like there was only one sword, but it was struck by countless superimposed slashes.
The long sword split the white mist storm in two without any obstruction, and then the sword edge turned from a vertical slash to a horizontal slash, sweeping across the entire white mist storm with one sword.
call out!
A stream of light flew out of the white fog storm, and it was the snow-filled sky that had disappeared.
Jiang Daoying's two swords, horizontal and vertical, completely destroyed her offensive in an instant.
The white mist dissipated, and the figures of Jiang Daoying and Xue Mantian reappeared in the sight of the spectators.
"Gudong!"
I don't know who made the swallowing sound, but at this moment, there was silence in the place.
Many monks from the same domain looked at each other, seeing the confusion in others' eyes.
‘We are all Nascent Soul cultivators, why do our painting styles seem to be a little different? ’
‘Why do we feel that we are all the simplest ordinary characters, while they are the bosses who spend the most money and use the special effects to the maximum. ’
The battle between Nascent Soul monks should not be about using magical weapons and magic to attack and kill. Magical powers are all ultimate killing moves. Only on rare occasions will there be fierce people who control the laws of the great avenue to attack.
Why did these two people use laws to attack from the very beginning, and it seemed that after the two of them fought, they didn't consume much.
‘We are all Tianjiao monks, are you a little too supermodel like this? ’
Jiang Daoying and Xue Mantian didn't know what the onlookers were thinking.
In their eyes at this moment, there is only the existence of their opponents.
After Jiang Daoying swung two swords that penetrated the sky and the earth, he already had a general understanding of Xue Mantian's methods.
Then he stepped forward and began to actively attack Xue Mantian.
As soon as he took a step, sword light seemed to flash under his feet. The next moment, Jiang Daoying had appeared not far in front of Xue Mantian.
This speed is actually comparable to the speed Xue Mantian used when he attacked Jiang Daoying.
Xue Mantian's beautiful eyes condensed, and an extremely thick ice wall appeared between her and Jiang Daoying.
Swish, brush, brush!
The sword light flashed, and the ice wall immediately fell into pieces.
Jiang Daoying held the long sword vertically and stood in front of him. The sword aura in his eyes was gushing out, and the sword in front of him was whistling like the wind.
He just held the sword vertically and strode forward.
With every step he took, there was a flash of sword light, causing his body to maintain absolute speed and pursue Xue Mantian, who was retreating rapidly.
At this moment, the two of them were chasing each other, running back and forth in the battlefield.
No matter how profound Xue Mantian's understanding of the Ice Way was, her methods seemed pale at this moment under the long sword that represented absolute killing power.
No matter how many tricks you use, I will cut it off with one sword.
The sword light flashed again, and Jiang Daoying appeared less than one meter in front of Xue Mantian.
The one-foot-five-foot fine iron sword fell and collapsed like a mountain.
And Snow Mantian is the insignificant man standing under the collapsed mountain.
This was a scene that was more shocking than facing an avalanche. Faced with Jiang Daoying's sword, Xue Mantian seemed to recall the scene when he was still young and faced an avalanche on a ten thousand year snow mountain for the first time.
It was so majestic and violent. All living beings were completely equal under the avalanche.
At this moment, Jiang Daoying's sword also possessed such power that it could destroy the world.
When the sword fell, it was like a pillar in the sky tilting, or a mountain collapsing. The endless pressure rushed towards the face, making the snow cover the sky unable to move, and it could only be resisted with difficulty.
But can it be blocked?
There was brilliance blooming in Xue Mantian's body, as if a snow lotus was blooming in her heart.
That is the manifestation of the extreme operation of the Bing Xin Suo Soul Heart Sutra.
But the secret skill that once sealed Jiang Daoying's body as a god was now unable to stop the falling long sword at all.
Even though even the space in front of Xue Mantian was frozen into solid ice, Jiang Daoying still slashed forward unswervingly with his sword.
Turbulent sword intent burst out from Jiang Daoying's heart, causing the long sword in his hand to explode with extreme sword energy.
Click, click, click!
This ordinary fine iron long sword was unleashing its sword intent at this moment, even the space in front of it would be cut off by it.
As a result, this sword really cut off all barriers until it landed on Xue Mantian's forehead.
Xue Mantian's beautiful eyes looked at the sword blade in front of him, and a trace of faint disappointment flashed in his eyes. Then the loss disappeared and turned into calmness again.
Although Jiang Daoying's sword stopped in time, the surging sword energy and sword intent still cut Xue Mantian's forehead, and a wisp of bright red blood emerged from Xue Mantian's forehead and slid down her beautiful face.
This line of blood flowed along her forehead, across the high bridge of her nose, across her cheeks that could be broken by blows, and finally dripped from her delicate chin.
A beautiful woman stained with blood is a tragic scene.
But this line of blood adds a fresh vitality to the snowy sky, breaking the perfection and showing the freshness.
She took a step back slightly, passed Jiang Daoying's sword, and suddenly smiled.
This smile is like a snow lotus suddenly blooming in the ice and snow. It is difficult to describe the beauty of this moment.
"I lost, thank you Daoist Jiang."
Jiang Daoying also retracted his sword at this moment, and it was quite a burden for him to stop the sword just now.
He nodded slightly, faced the smiling Xue Mantian, and said, "I have learned a lot from being able to fight with fellow Daoist Xue."
The snowy sky stretched out his jade hand, and a little bright green light flew towards Jiang Daoying.
Jiang Daoying accepted it and returned to Lu Ya.
"Brother Jiang, congratulations."
Seeing Jiang Daoying return, Lu Ya smiled and complimented.
Jiang Daoying showed a rare hint of helplessness. Only after spending time with Lu Ya did he understand that this mysterious genius in the eyes of others was actually just like ordinary people sometimes.
"Brother Lu, stop joking, it's your turn." Jiang Daoying spoke in a low voice and motioned to Lu Ya.
But in the middle of the field, Nangong Wentian from the Central Region had already stepped out, landed in the field, and looked at Lu Ya from a distance.
"Oh, okay, I'll go then."
Lu Ya glanced at Nangong Wentian and responded casually.
Then, under the gaze of many monks who were approaching again, he walked to the opposite side of Nangong Wentian and stood slowly.
"Lu Ya of the Southern Territory, I met fellow Taoist Nangong."
Facing Lu Ya, Nangong Wentian had a trace of inquiry in his eyes.
"Nangong Wentian, the Ten Thousand Dao Emperor of the Central Region, has met fellow Daoist Lu."
Unlike most monks, Lu Ya's opening did not belong to any force, only a simple "Southern Territory".
It also showed that Lu Ya's identity did not come from some great immortal sect force.
Prior to this, Nangong Wentian had communicated with Situ Guangxin and several others, and had a little understanding of a little-known and powerful monk like Lu Ya.
But the more he learned, the more he understood the strength of the person in front of him.
That kind of strength, even if it is him, must be treated with caution.
After Nangong Wentian bowed his hands, he was not in a hurry to start fighting. Instead, he looked at Lu Ya and asked with slight curiosity:
"My fellow disciple mentioned Lu Daoyou earlier and explained to me how powerful Lu Daoyou is. In fact, I am still a little curious. Is Lu Daoyou really not a disciple of the Immortal Sect or a hidden family, but just a monk from an ordinary cultivation family? "
There is nothing to hide about this. For the Immortal Sect forces, as long as they are willing, they can find out after a little research after they return.
Therefore, Lu Ya didn't hide anything. He nodded as usual and said: "I also wanted to be from an immortal family or a direct bloodline from a hidden family. Unfortunately, these are not the case. As you know, I am from an ordinary family. A monk from the Southern Territory.”
When Nangong Wentian heard this, he shook his head slightly and said, "Maybe before, Fellow Daoist Lu's family was ordinary, but since the rise of Fellow Daoist Lu, Fellow Daoist Lu's family is no longer ordinary."
Lu Ya smiled and waved his hand: "Ha, in front of the Immortal Sect, he is still ordinary."
Nangong Wentian didn't ask any more questions, but just raised his hand towards Lu Ya to show that he was ready.
Seeing this, Lu Ya stood up again, stretched out a hand toward him, and waved slightly: "Come!"
A light appeared in Nangong Wentian's eyes. The next moment he grabbed it with his big hand. The endless space in front of him seemed to be held in his palm. A strong push pushed Lu Ya from behind, trying to push him into Nangong Wentian's palm. among.
But Lu Ya's figure did not move at all. He looked at Nangong Wentian's stretched out palm, and then the stretched out hand suddenly formed a clasped shape and was pointed at Nangong Wentian.
"It's rude to come and not reciprocate."
As he finished speaking, a huge spiritual energy palm suddenly appeared around Nangong Wentian, enveloping him entirely.
Supernatural power: Star-catching hand.
The big aura hand quickly closed, and Nangong Wentian's expression turned solemn. In this big hand, he felt that his connection with heaven and earth was rapidly weakening.
If he is completely closed by this big hand, I am afraid that even he will have no choice but to be slaughtered. (End of chapter)