V3.Chapter 43

Powerful Qi was flowing, and the sharp sense of crisis was spreading endlessly in all directions.

With the continuous enhancement of true Qi, this feeling becomes stronger and stronger. At this time, not only the wood in the sky has this feeling, but also those bystanders around have a similar feeling.

In their eyes, he Yiming, who was almost desperate, suddenly changed into an ancient fierce beast. On his body, there is a dangerous breath to the extreme. They even had a glimmer of insight. He Yiming seemed to be preparing something. Once he was ready, it was time for the two men to decide whether to live or die.

At this point, everyone was nervous, and it was Mao lieguang and others who were really most concerned and annoyed.

Although the identities of other congenital strong people are noble, they are just dead. Not many people will stand out for them. But these two people are different. Both Tu fan Guo and Hengshan Yimai regard them as the stars of the future. So it's nothing to lose the fair competition between the two of them, but if there's really something wrong, I'm afraid even Zhan Tianfeng can't bear the super anger of these two forces.

As they said at the beginning, I hope these two forces can fight, but they must be controlled within a range acceptable to both sides. If you lose all your senses, it will be a disaster for everyone.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the eyes of several congenital strong men all looked in the direction of Bu xingcong. It was all the trouble caused by this guy, so they came to this field.

Mu Jintian also looked very dignified. After feeling the change of momentum in he Yiming, he also understood that the next may be the real battle of life and death. A spin, he stood flat, a hand gently brushed in front of his chest, a hand flat out.

On his outstretched palm, there was a thick layer of white ice, shining brightly in the sunlight, like a layer of ice armor, dazzling.

It was precisely because of this strange color that everyone's eyes were attracted to it, but no one noticed that the palm of his hand on his chest, without God's or ghost's knowledge, held a piece of jade.

When his hand held the jade from his chest to his hand, the intense chill suddenly became stronger.

The surrounding air fell again for several degrees, and even several strong people in the innate realm began to be unbearable.

The unprecedented severe cold suddenly rushed up, and even he Yiming shivered slightly.

But it was for this reason that he Yiming suddenly flashed an idea in his mind. As if it was a blessing to the soul, he Yiming gave up his original plan without hesitation.

The Qi in his body was still running, but it was no longer the last terrorist blow of the five elements in one.

Without being noticed by others, he Yiming's true Qi has been slowly converging inward, as if he could not resist the fierce cold, retreating a little, and finally completely shrouded in the cold, which invaded his body.

This accident was absolutely unexpected to everyone.

He Yiming's terrifying momentum that made everyone feel frightened suddenly disappeared completely in a moment.

Not only that, his true Qi dissipated like the ebb water, just like a person who opened the security door at home for fear that those thieves would not enter.

At this time, an incredible idea welled up in everyone's heart. Was he Yiming just an empty shell in disguise? Or is it because he has gone crazy that he will do such a thing to kill himself.

At this time, he Yiming gave up the resistance of genuine Qi and let the cold into his body, so he had a thin layer of white frost on his body, just like a frozen statue, lifelike.

However, in such a state, he still refused to stop. With his stiff body, he rushed towards Mu Jintian like this. His legs are no longer flexible because they are frozen. He stumbled forward, as if he wanted to hit his opponent with his stiff body.

Although Mu Jintian was equally puzzled about what he Yiming did, he would not let go of such a great opportunity before his eyes.

He came to he Yiming before he Yiming rushed up.

Mu Jitian's eyes finally flashed a fierce killing opportunity. Since the feud with he Yiming has been irreconcilable, they must fall down between them. Now it seems that the one who fell down has been determined.

His outstretched palm patted flat, but his eyes showed a trace of regret.

Seventeen year old genius, ah, unexpectedly fell here, and a fallen genius is no longer a genius.

A slight sound came out, but it was so clear and sweet in this cold winter like range.

Everyone's eyes were focused on one place, and Mu Jitian's hand finally reached he Yiming's chest.

Shui Xuanjin's eyes darkened and she almost fell to the ground.

He Yiming was hired by him after a lot of hard work. He succeeded him as the national protector of Tianluo country. Moreover, he is so young that he will have infinite bright days in the future. Even Tianluo country will benefit from him. However, all these hopes were dashed at this moment.

After feeling the strong strength of Mu Jintian, even he didn't hold any hope for he Yiming.

No one can withstand such a direct attack of cold air, let alone he Yiming of Baisan Tian. Even the strong man of Yixian Tian dare not let Mu Jintian print a palm on his chest.

Not only did he have this idea, but other people's faces showed the same expression.

Although before he Yiming, a congenital strong man had fallen. However, compared with he Yiming's age, it gave people a stronger stimulation, making them seem to see a red sun curling and falling before it completely rose.

However, at this moment, they saw

Mu Jintian's eyes stared round, as if he had noticed something incredible. He didn't loosen the palm pressed on he Yiming, but his face turned pale, and even his body seemed to be shaking slightly. At the same time, the cold air around seemed to be colder, and the strong cold air made everyone subconsciously retreat a few steps.

In a trance, everyone seemed to see a strange scene. He Yiming's face, which had been frozen, suddenly showed a strange smile, as if it was not him who was in a desperate situation at the moment, but mu Jintian, who was desperately exerting the power of the cold system.

For a time, people's hearts were filled with colder coldness, but this coldness did not come from the outside temperature, but from the deepest heart of people.

At this time, he Yiming has restrained all the breath and genuine Qi, and deliberately introduced the cold outside into the body consciously.

It is absolutely an extremely risky thing to introduce this non self power into the body. If they were born strong, they would never make such a choice. But he Yiming is different. When the cold outside is booming and reaches the top, he Yiming reminds him of the dark green bottle on his body.

When he first touched the bottle, he was frozen by the cold above, and the situation was more terrible than now.

The cold on the bottle was ten times more violent than the current external environment, and even without precaution, he was instantly frozen.

However, the cold did not really freeze him to death, but was completely absorbed by his Dantian, and there was another option for him to use the genuine Qi.

However, for him, who has always been used to resisting the enemy with five elements of true Qi, he is really not used to using this power. After all, in the battle of life and death, using unfamiliar forces to fight is not much different from the way of self suicide.

However, at the moment when he was about to break out his biggest hand, he suddenly thought that since the power in Dantian could dissolve the more severe cold, this cold was not more important.

With this idea, he restrained his Qi and introduced the cold into his body. Sure enough, after the cold air entered the body, it was still cold at first, but when the air of Dantian gushed out, all the cold air was immediately digested by him.

In this way, he Yiming was completely relieved.

Since this cold air can no longer do nothing for him, then he is already in an invincible state.

Just when he wanted to regain his Qi and fight with the other side for 300 rounds, he unexpectedly found another thing that made him ecstatic.

After the transformation of Dantian, the cold air absorbed from the outside surged towards the 360 orifices on his body.

His eyebrows beat slightly, and the growth rate of this power reminded him of all previous epiphanies.

He Yiming absolutely didn't expect that after he accidentally inhaled this cold into his body, it would have an effect equivalent to epiphany.

This unexpected discovery was enough to make him feel ecstatic.

His orifices were already close to full and overflowing. Now they were irrigated with a lot of true Qi, and it was possible that they would overflow at any time.

However, he soon found that although there was a lot of cold from the outside, it was still a bit short of him being able to break through the last level and really make all orifices full at the same time.

He needs more and stronger chill.

At that moment, he thought of Mu Jintian himself. Perhaps only the strong chill of his own hand can meet his needs at the moment.

At this time, his face was covered with a thin layer of white frost, and even his eyes could not see clearly. But his feat of following the wind did not suffer much.

He could clearly "listen" to all the actions of Mu Jitian at this time. When he hesitated, he Yiming desperately shouted in his heart, come on, come on, hit me

For this reason, he simply gave up all his defenses and rushed straight towards Mu Jintian.

Sure enough, under this seemingly reckless provocative action, Mu Jintian never hesitated again, and his palm with the cold of death was fiercely printed on he Yiming's chest.

The incomparable huge cold immediately rushed into he Yiming's body without hindrance, and passed through the meridians and directly entered his Dantian.

He Yiming groaned comfortably and involuntarily. Although the sound was too low to be heard, Mu Jintian, who was right beside him, seemed to notice something.

His face turned white, but he didn't believe it. He Yiming, who was not afraid of the cold, was in urgent need of the cold to improve his strength in this world.

You know, these coldness is not the result of he Yiming's cultivation, but the coldness released by Mu Jintian, and directly attacked the other party's Dantian.

In this case, even if it is the same skill as that practiced by Mu Jintian, the only way is for the Dantian to burst and die.

However, what made Mu Jintian feel strange was that although he had done his best, the other party's Dantian was like an endless ocean. No matter how much cold he instilled, he could not fill the bottomless hole.

Vaguely, he seemed to find something wrong. As the best master in the hundred scattered days, he made a quick decision and wanted to withdraw. But until now, he found that the other side's chest seemed to have a strong suction, which was firmly pulling his palm. If he retreats at this moment, there will be a surging fierce counterattack waiting for him. Under that counterattack, even if he is, he dare not say whether he can survive.

In desperation, he only gritted his teeth and insisted, hoping that he Yiming, the freak's Dantian, could not bear the impact of the cold and burst automatically. Perhaps only in this way can he escape 100% safely.

For a time, the two people fell into a real stalemate, but this kind of stalemate is definitely the first time in history. Even the congenitally strong people who watched the war nearby were confused and inexplicable. They only know that there seems to be a new change in the field, but what kind of change is it? The monk in his second year of age is confused.

In the northwest of Kairong state capital, there is a vast temple, which is not only the residence of monks, but also another temple specially used by Kairong royal family for summer vacation.

However, in this other courtyard, there is a courtyard that is a forbidden area for everyone. Even the contemporary Kairong king and the masters in the master hall dare not step into it easily without permission.

Here, is the place where Zhan Tianfeng, the first master of Kairong country, lives.

His face is not very old. If he stands with several inborn strong people in the master hall, he will appear quite young.

At least, elder Yu Jinglei in the vein of Hengshan is much older than him.

He has never left here since he chose this place as his residence 30 years ago. But even so, as long as he is in charge for a day, no one dares to underestimate Kairong.

For decades, he has been meditating in this room, as if nothing in the world could move him anymore.

Even on this day, several inborn strongmen in the city released a strong breath, as if some kind of great unrest had occurred. But even so, Zhan Tianfeng didn't have the slightest intention of interfering.

Because he has a strong confidence that as long as he takes action, no matter what happens, he can absolutely suppress it. This is a sense of self-confidence, a strong confidence of those who are strong in the first line of heaven in Baisan sky.

However, at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at a place without blinking.

There, a huge air of heaven and earth like a landslide and tsunami broke out.

This feeling, this momentum, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and there was only one thought lingering in his heart.

Is it possible that Mu Jintian has made a smooth breakthrough?

His figure moved and disappeared into the room like a ghost. For the first time in decades, he left this courtyard like a paradise, and ended his life like a fairy for the first time, and became a mortal again, participating in secular affairs.

The coldness entering the body is more and more strong, and the conversion speed of Dantian is also rapidly increased at the same time.

He Yiming's Dantian, still like a black hole, absorbed all the forces in the slightest trace, and passed through the meridians connected with each other and sent them into those orifices.

When all orifices and acupoints reached a certain balance, he Yiming's heart was inexplicably calm down.

He seems to have entered a new realm. At this time, he has forgotten everything. Even Mu Jintian, who is still supporting hard and inputting every trace of cold into his body to help him accumulate strength, has completely forgotten.

In his body, the 360 orifices were finally completely filled with Qi, and they released their excess strength at the same time.

These genuine Qi smoothly passed through the channels between all orifices.

A little true air flow reaches one orifice, and a little true air flow reaches another orifice. Slowly, all genuine Qi began to connect, and all orifices and acupoints were connected through this overflowing genuine Qi.

At this moment, he Yiming's energy suddenly reached the extreme. All his orifices opened in an instant, and each orifices seemed to become a Dantian, desperately absorbing external forces.

Mu Jintian snorted miserably, and was bounced out by a broad and incredible force. He fell to the ground exhausted, and his eyes to he Yiming were full of shock.

All people are like this. They feel the flowing and unimaginable power of heaven and earth in space. They all felt the huge pressure that seemed to crush them completely. In this change of the Qi of heaven and earth, they felt as small as ants, just like ordinary cultivators after tomorrow.

There was a loud noise, which was uploaded from he Yiming.

Within ten meters of his body, there was a deep pit. The white frost had long disappeared. Only he Yiming, who seemed to be reborn, stood proudly.

He glanced sideways and looked coldly at the people. All those who looked opposite him had a sense of bundle in plain sight.

"Brother he, you..." Shui Xuanjin asked with surprise and joy. Among these people, only he has the courage to ask at this moment.

He Yiming raised his head and let out a long roar, like the thunder of nine days.

"Life and death are on the line, I'm on the line..."