V3.Chapter 66

When Zhuo Wanlian saw the person in front of him clearly and felt the essence of the incomparable chill from Yuan Lixun himself, his surprise was not trivial, as if he had been hit by the body immobilization method, and he was immediately stunned.

As if silly, standing in place, as if unconscious. He could no longer believe his eyes and feelings.

Not long after Zhuo Wanlian became a fool, another two figures came here.

The two men's eyes swept he Yiming and others, and immediately showed a color of joy.

He Yiming nodded at them, smiled and asked, "Uncle Yu, Mr. Lu, why did you come down the mountain?"

They are Yu Jinglei and Lu Zhengyi from Hengshan.

Yu Jinglei laughed. He looked at he Yiming with inexplicable brilliance in his eyes. Lang said, "elder he, congratulations."

He Yiming was stunned, and then immediately understood that he was congratulating himself on his promotion.

"Impossible, this is impossible..."

The murmuring voice came out of Zhuo Wanlian's mouth. He didn't seem to see he Yiming or Bai 008, but focused all his attention on Yuan Lixun.

After being influenced by him, Yu Jinglei and Lu Zhengyi finally turned their eyes to Yuan Lixun. Then, their eyes slowly widened.

When Yuan Lixun came to Hengshan in the past, although he was not brilliant in the cultivation of martial arts. The cultivation of inner strength on the sixth floor can be found everywhere in Hengshan, which is not noticeable at all.

However, her other identity is that no one dares to ignore it up and down Hengshan.

As he Yiming's concubine, and the only woman he Yiming took with her, even Taoist Yao, the master of lingyao peak, saw her with a kind smile.

Yu Jinglei and Lu Zhengyi respected their position on Hengshan Mountain and had seen yuan Lixun several times. Due to he Yiming, they naturally remembered this woman deeply.

However, in their memory, when he Yiming took her down the mountain, Yuan Lixun's cultivation above the martial arts should not even reach the seventh level of internal strength, but now they are less than a year apart

Lu Zhengyi rubbed his eyes. Finally, he was convinced that he had read correctly. It was really this woman who had been following the little woman beside he Yiming on Hengshan.

However, Lu Zhengyi suddenly shivered, and he felt the extraordinary cold around him.

This is the cold Qi emanating from her, but the cold is so strong that even he can't stand it.

The tingling sensation from his hands and feet made him think of turning around and running away.

Although this idea was forcibly suppressed by him as soon as it arose, it can also be imagined that how surging the shock in his heart was.

Suddenly, with a wave of Yu Jinglei's big sleeve, a strong force suddenly burst out.

This is the strongest peak strength that his old man has cultivated for more than 200 years. In his capacity, he should not have had a quarrel with Yuan Lixun, but after feeling this powerful cold Qi, he actually aroused a little curiosity in his heart.

He wanted to see how far yuan Lixun could reach.

Zhuo Wanlian finally returned to normal. After Jinglei released a strong breath of wood life, he hesitated for a moment, and finally did not open his mouth to stop, but watched carefully.

He Yiming loosened yuan Lixun's hand, gave her an encouraging look, and then stepped back, leaving her alone in front to confront Yu Jinglei.

Yuan Lixun was surprised at first, and then seemed to understand the meaning of he Yiming. She bit her teeth gently, and her eyes moved, revealing an unprecedented spirit of heroism.

When a person's strength has been greatly improved, those feelings of cowardice and fear will gradually reduce or even disappear. Even in the face of previously unattainable big people, they will show a strong side.

He Yiming is like this, and Yuan Lixun is like this.

Under the powerful breath of Jinglei, she released her true Qi without reservation.

Suddenly, everyone present seemed to have a strange illusion.

Around yuan Lixun, it was the most severe cold. The ice and snow world was white, and everything was born, but there was no vitality anymore.

A force representing death spread around her.

Zhuo Wanlian's eyes twinkled. His eyes looking at Yuan Lixun had a strange light, as if he were looking at a piece of jade that had not been carved, full of expectation and appreciation.

Not far from Yuan Lixun was Yu Jinglei, who was full of vitality.

He has practiced on the wooden skill for more than 200 years, plus he has several epiphany experiences. He Yiming is the only one who has deep attainments in this department.

Of course, different people and different physiques, he Yiming may not have the same understanding of the wood system as him, but if both of them fight with the wood system skills, then the winner is unknown.

Although it is a cold winter at the moment, coupled with Yuan Lixun's contribution, this place has been in an extremely cold environment. However, around Jinglei, there is a strong vitality tenaciously existing, and slowly spreading around, as if to obtain a broader range of influence.

In this range, the silence seems to have disappeared, replaced by a breath full of vitality.

In a trance, everyone seemed to see a towering tree standing in the ice and snow, and it was getting bigger and higher, as if to break the sky, as if to turn this ice field into its territory.

Zhuo Wanlian's eyes finally showed a trace of horror. Although he lived with Yu Jinglei, they didn't fight each other. They just met and greeted each other.

In fact, when the cultivation reached their level, behind them, they all represented one or several powerful forces. Therefore, unless there is an absolute certainty, it will not be easy to fight between the strong.

When Zhuo Wanlian saw he Yiming in the past, the reason why he took action under the pretext of revenge for his younger martial brother was that he had absolute confidence at that time that he could defeat he Yiming who had just entered the realm of a line of heaven. It's just that what he Yiming learned is too weird, which makes him suffer a small loss.

In Zhuo Wanlian's estimation, although Yu Jinglei is strong, he may not be much better than him. But now when Yu Jinglei released his powerful breath, he realized that the strength of the old man really exceeded him. At this moment, he deeply doubted whether the bottom line of the old man's strength had reached a higher level.

However, what really shocked everyone was not the powerful breath of Jinglei, but the cold Qi from Yuan Lixun.

The strength gap between the two of them is clear at a glance.

No matter how powerful baisantian is, it can't be compared with yixiantian. However, when Yu Jinglei released a wood aura that exceeded the strength of baisantian, he couldn't suppress yuan Lixun's chill at all.

That chill is already strong and cannot be dissolved at all. The two forces can only be at a stalemate, but they can't really distinguish between high and low.

Everyone at the scene knew that if yuan Lixun was similar to Yu Jinglei's strength, Yu Jinglei would have frozen into an Iceman at the moment.

An idea flashed through everyone's mind. What kind of chill is this, and why is it so powerful that it is so unreasonable.

Suddenly, a figure flashed and appeared in front of Yu Jinglei.

One punch

That punch, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, instantly crossed the space and hit Yu Jinglei's forehead.

Simply, there are no tricks, only fast and heavy.

Fast as lightning, heavy as Mount Tai!

Yu Jinglei's face finally changed. Although the momentum confrontation between him and Yuan Lixun felt very fierce, the two sides left room after all, and would not really distinguish between life and death.

But this punch was different. When that punch came out, he even had a feeling of facing death.

Instantly, the skin on the old man contracted at an incredible speed, and it almost became dry in the blink of an eye. At the same time, he raised his hand, just in the way of the punch.

Inborn deadwood skill

With a crash, an unbelievable look flashed on Jinglei's face, and severe pain came to his arm.

The strength of the opponent's punch was far beyond his imagination. Even with his strength, after catching the punch, he was also in the bone marrow. Even with the great success of congenital withered wood skill, he was still unable to stop the damage caused by this powerful force to his body.

He couldn't care about his face any more, and his feet were slightly forced, and he had retreated like a big bird.

Although Yu Jinglei's lightness skill can't be compared with he Yiming who understands the true meaning of the power of the wind, even if it's worse, it won't be too bad.

However, he just flew out upside down, and the figure rushed up like a bone maggot.

One punch, the same punch came again like lightning.

In the thunder eyes, his essence flashed, he took a deep breath, and the shock in his heart was far from words to describe.

When I slapped this person, I already felt great pain. Did this person have no feeling under the rebound of his innate dead wood skill?

Who on earth is this

His heart moved, and he had retreated past the place where Zhuo Wanlian stood.

This frontline sky master from the northern Xinjiang ice field didn't know what he was thinking. He even looked at Yuan Lixun in a daze.

Suddenly I felt the extreme change of the breath of Yu Jinglei around me, and flew past me like flying. At the same time, a fist with metallic color was also smashed in a swagger.

Although the punch didn't hit him, he snorted angrily, slapped up and was about to intercept it.

Perhaps, there is also a sense of pride in his heart. He wants to prove something by this palm.

The cold Qi in the body surged madly. Although it seemed to be far inferior to Yuan Lixun's cold Qi in essence, it was far more than yuan Lixun's in quantity.

The chill of more than a hundred years condensed in one palm, and he has firm confidence. Even if his true Qi is not as sharp and huge as that of the other party, with the help of this chill, he can definitely make the other party suffer heavy losses.

However, when the fists and palms met at the next moment, his face also changed greatly, and he let out a strange cry, flying backwards at a faster speed than Yu Jinglei.

The strength of the other side is simply unimaginable, which has broken what he has seen and heard before. Even his master, above pure power, may not be able to reach such an appalling level.

Moreover, his proud chill had no effect on the man.

The man's action did not stop at all. The overwhelming cold that swept through his body could not even delay his action.

The two strong men in the sky felt chilly at the same time.

They all came up with the idea that this person... Can't fight!

However, at the next moment, they saw that the man took a step forward and raised his two hands at the same time.

Two fists,

One punch per person

They are flying towards each other!

The speed of the fight between the two sides is a breath of Kung Fu.

But it was at this point in time that the two top masters of yixiantian had been forced to leave the original place and retreat towards the rear without image.

Lu Zhengyi on the side had already seen his eyes tongue tied. He was cold and dared not move.

Even Yu Jinglei and Zhuo Wanlian retreated again and again under someone else's hand. Wouldn't he be suicidal when he went up.

However, at this moment, he Yiming shouted in a hurried and incredulous tone, "stop."

"Hoo..."

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

When he Yiming called out to stop, the fists immediately stopped in the air.

The master of the fist had stridden forward, and his feet had left the ground when he was moving fast. However, at this moment, his body stopped abruptly in midair.

It was as if there was an invisible wall in front of him that forcibly stopped him.

His body suddenly paused in midair, and then fell down straightly, and his feet stepped on the snow smoothly.

This action is also extremely simple, without any tricks.

But just because of this, everyone's eyes looking at this person are full of a kind of horror like seeing ghosts and gods.

Even after seeing this scene, the two strong men in yixiantian have the same feeling.

Because this half empty pause is really incredible. When pursuing the two strong men, the man's speed was no slower than their full retreat. And this sudden braking ability of stop and stop makes everyone deeply afraid of it.

This person's control over his body is so strong that they have never heard of it before.

For a time, the two strong men who flew in midair were all pale. At the same time, they thought of a question. If this person desperately wants to kill himself, can he stop it and escape?

Until now, they had time to think about who this person was.

At this time, the man wearing a hat who was originally standing quietly behind he Yiming was gone, and he punched strongly and pushed them back, but he was wearing a huge and somewhat ridiculous hat.

However, at this time, when everyone's eyes fell on this hat, their hearts could not afford to smile at all anyway.

He Yiming's figure moved slightly, and he came to the man with a hat. He said discontentedly, "brother Bai, why do you bother?"

One hundred and eight coldly said, "I want to ensure your safety."

"We are safe now." He Yiming said word by word.

However, 1008 insisted, "they are hostile and have the strength to kill your wife."

He Yiming was instantly dumbfounded. He looked up at the sky with a completely speechless feeling in his heart

The confrontation between Yuan Lixun and Yu Jinglei can be described as the confrontation between the forces of "life" and "death", as well as the confrontation between ice system Qi and wood system Qi.

Even in their hearts, there is no idea of killing each other. But when this tit for tat true Qi attribute begins to collide, even if there is no hostility, it will produce a strong hostile atmosphere for nothing, and produce a situation that seems to be fighting for life and death.

108 mistakenly thought that Yu Jinglei wanted to kill yuan Lixun, and his responsibility was on him, so he desperate to kill this threat in the cradle.

With a long sigh, he really didn't know how to explain the relationship between them to the human weapon 108.

"Brother Bai, listen carefully. They are my friends. Don't do it casually. Unless our lives are really in danger, or when I want you to do it, you can do it again." He Yiming said seriously.

"OK." Hundred and eight said cleanly.

"Do you really understand?"

"Yes."

He Yiming nodded slightly, but even he was not sure whether bai08 really understood.

Yu Jinglei and Zhuo Wanlian landed one after another. They looked at each other, and then stepped forward again. But subconsciously, they all kept a relatively safe distance from this inexplicably emerging top master.

"Elder he, what do you call this gentleman?" Yu Jinglei asked with lingering fear.

"Martial uncle, this is a good friend I met on the road. His name is 1008." He Yiming is full of nonsense.

"Hundred and eight?"

The three congenitally strong men looked at each other. This name really has personality, but such a personalized name, somehow, has no impression?

At the same moment, they thought of aliases. However, even if they want to break their scalp, they cannot match this person with the strong one in their memory.

However, seeing the attitude and conversation between he Yiming and this person, they were even more surprised and guessed the relationship between them.

Such a way of getting along with friends is a little too weird.

Suddenly, an equally powerful breath arrived from afar like flying. But for a moment, Zhan Tianfeng appeared in front of them.

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