"Good, good!"

"Ye nankuang, I underestimated you!"

Sikong Ao's face was gloomy and private, his eyes narrowed slightly, but his eyes were full of suspicion, but more of it was killing!

This son can't stay!

After speaking, he took a deep breath. Ten fingers vibrated violently. On each finger, there emerged ten atomized strong Qi, which were white as ice and snow, thin as hair.

But as soon as they appear, the whole air suddenly cools down, and there is a breath of ice and cold on the top of the ten strong air threads.

Countless people's pupils shrink, looking at the ten white energetic threads with a trace of fear.

Ye Chen stood proudly and smiled coldly: "Sikong Ao, you are the leader of a military alliance. When did you learn the girl red?"

The so-called needlework is a woman's work. Isn't Sikong Ao's strength silk thread equivalent to a piece of cotton thread?

"Ye Nan is crazy. Don't be crazy!"

Once again, Sikong Ao's arms vibrated, and countless white threads condensed from his fingers. People were shocked to find that the air on his body had solidified until it became ice.

And the air is filled with a chilling chill!

Sikong Ao crossed his hands, and countless white silk threads were cleverly woven into a large white net at that moment.

The net falls from the sky and directly covers the leaf Chen, whose hair is frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ye nankuang, what's the taste of this seat? This is the extremely cold air from the Arctic ice field, which has been refined for tens of thousands of days and nights! "

Sikong Ao laughs.

Ye Chen looks at the big net on his body and wants to break it. However, he finds that the big net starts to contract even after receiving external force.

After the big net covered him, the cold air of Taoism froze his eyes, eyebrows, mouth, lower body, and finally yechen directly turned into an ice sculpture.

"Hahaha, ye nankuang is frozen by the leader of the alliance, and now he has lost his resistance completely."

"The alliance leader is invincible. If he doesn't, he will be ready. If he does, he will attack like a thunderbolt!"

"It's too cheap to kill ye nankuang like this. I suggest breaking the ice sculpture with a hammer so that he will turn into a piece of debris!"

“……”

Seeing this scene, Qi Qi, all the disciples of the martial League, smiled and his face was full of contentment, as if he had seen Ye Chen's death.

It's dazzling.

Sikong Ao looks up to the sky and laughs!

In the distance, ye Wushuang saw this. His face was frozen. He hurried to Ye Chen, who turned into an ice sculpture with his sword. It seemed that he wanted to rescue Ye Chen.

However, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped him. It was Sikong Ao.

"The sword is matchless. Ye nankuang is dead. Why don't you submit to this seat? I'll spare you my life! " Sikong looks at ye Wushuang with a joking face.

Seeing ye Wushuang moved, Sikong Ao said again: "I don't know what relationship you have with ye nankuang, but I think it's just ordinary friends. You don't need to bury him!"

And just then.

All of a sudden, he heard a click, as if the ice were broken, even accompanied by the sound of water dropping to the ground.

He looked back in a hurry.

Ye Chen turned into an ice sculpture, and the fire broke out inside, and ye Chen directly turned into a man of fire.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger. Finally, the ice sculpture is slowly roasted, and the water drops rapidly.

"How could it be!"

The smile on Sikong Ao's face suddenly froze.

"Sikong Ao, do you think you can trap me with this method? It's pure wishful thinking! "

Ye Chen in the ice sculpture slowly said, "samadhi is really fire, burning the sky and melting the ground!"

"Boom!"

At the same time, the flames on Ye Chen's body swept the whole sky, illuminating thousands of kilometers, and the blazing waves filled the whole world.

Sikong and AO looked at each other in horror and hurried to leave.

Ye Chen stood in the sea of fire, step by step, just like the God of fire.

Countless people stare at this scene, their eyes are dull, and they just feel shocked.

Such means have been separated from the human level!

There was a smile on ye Wushuang's indifferent face.

It's like relaxing!

"How could it be, how could it be!"

Sikong Ao's face finally changed!

Ye Chen is not afraid of his Qianji Yin, but he also breaks his Qianji Yin in a big fire!

Ye Chen walked to him step by step and shook his head slightly: "I'm very disappointed with you. From now on, Wumeng will not exist!"

"Hahaha!"

All of a sudden, Sikong Ao, who was angry, laughed.

Ye Chen frowns slightly: "what are you laughing at?"

"It's said that you are also called master Ye. You can control thunder and lightning. Now you can resist fire. I think you're the one who can understand the mystery. Do you think you're the only one?"

Sikong Ao said with a smile.

"Congratulations, I have successfully forced out my means. In fact, this seat is not only a half step warrior, but also a mystic

"The one who knows the mystery?" Ye Chen is surprised.

"You're a mystic, don't you know?"

Sikong Ao frowned slightly. Seeing that he didn't look like a forger, he smiled proudly: "in this world, there are not only ancient martial artists, but also those who can understand the mysteries. If the ancient martial artists depend on their physical strength, then the ones who can understand the mysteries depend on their skills!"

"So you're both in law and martial arts?"

The surprise in Ye Chen's eyes became more and more intense. He didn't expect that there was a saying from the master of metaphysics, which was similar to the cultivator.

With a cold smile, Sikong Ao suddenly took out a rune seal from his body, and then bit through the tip of his tongue and sprayed blood on the rune seal.

After absorbing his blood, the whole body of the rune and seal character bloomed with a light as bright as daylight, and then it was grinned into eight brilliant lights to shoot around the Wumeng Mountain Gate.

And his whole skin began to wither, his face withered, as if he was ten years old.

Sikong proudly stamped his feet and drank with a loud voice. He saw eight brilliant lights shooting out from all corners of the Wumeng Mountain Gate, and the brilliant light rushed to the sky.

"Ye nankuang, try our means!"

"The great array of Zhenshan in Wumeng will be set up. Let's borrow the nine gods thunder to use it!"

Sikong Ao makes a roar with all his strength!

"Ray!"

As his voice fell.

"Boom!"

There was a thundering sound in the sky. Countless dark clouds were instantly condensed and thick. Not long ago, the sky of all people was covered by dark clouds, like ink.

Lightning flashed through the clouds.

See this.

Everyone knelt on the ground subconsciously.

Tianwei!

The glory of heaven!

I didn't expect that the leader of the alliance would do it!

"Ye nankuang, it's said that you can control the thunder and lightning. Unfortunately, I can. Let's see who is stronger today!"

Sikong Ao laughs a lot. He says that, but his eyes are full of disdain.

This array has existed since the founding of the Wumeng. It was made by the Tianshi of Longhushan at that time.

It has not been used once in hundreds of years. Now, in order to deal with Ye Chen, his Sikong Ao has done his best.

Even if ye nankuang can really control thunder and lightning? In his opinion, how does that lightning compare with today's?

"Despair, ye nankuang!"

Sikong laughs.

However, the next moment, he found that ye Chen looked at herself with an idiot's eyes.

"Compare with me? You can think of it! "

Ye Chen shakes his head slightly. He has the feeling of both laughing and crying. Then he suddenly opens his mouth and says, "only with your help of array, can you say Lei Lai?"