Soul Emperor Martial God

Bing Chengtian blasted out with a palm, and the surging momentum in his hand was astonishing.

Xiao Yi's pupils shrank, and he clearly felt an astonishing martial arts power from Bing Chengtian's palm.

"Is this the power of the 30% martial arts power?" Xiao Yi was horrified.

The martial arts power under his control is less than half.

Merged into the Ice Cracking Sky Slash, already so powerful.

So, how strong is Bing Chengtian to master 30% of martial arts power?

Xiao Yi quickly got the answer.

The speed of Bing Chengtian's palm was extremely fast.

So fast Xiao Yi couldn't even make other reactions.

Only had enough time to raise the Blizzard Sword and lay in front of him.

Bang, there was another loud noise.

Xiao Yi even carried a sword and was directly blown into flight.

The figure pulled out a long snow mark on the snow, and then barely stopped.

"Puff." Xiao Yi spit out a mouthful of blood.

The palm just now had some power blocked by the Blizzard Sword, and then hit him, but was blocked by the ice armor.

In the end, the weakened palm strength hit his body.

But even so, he still suffered a serious injury.

"The power of 30% martial arts is really powerful." Xiao Yi said to himself in shock.

Bing Chengtian held his hand and walked slowly towards Xiao Yi.

Step... step... step...

The steps knocked on the snow, making low and low noises.

Bing Chengtian's face was filled with Yin Sting and gloom.

"Xiao Yi, you came here specifically to grab the Bingxin Sacred Fruit."

"But never thought that you were just here to die."

"This is the fate of being young and energetic, not knowing the height of the sky."

"Unfortunately, you have no chance."

Bing Chengtian sneered.

tread…

The last step was steady, but the sound made was the deepest.

He has come to Xiao Yi, less than one meter away from Xiao Yi.

His eyes seemed to be looking at an ant about to be pinched to death by himself.

"Since you escaped from the extreme cold crack, if you leave, you can save your life."

"But you just don't know whether you live or die, come to trouble the old man."

"That's you looking for death by yourself."

Bing Chengtian gave a grinning smile, and then he slapped it again.

What he repaired is the ice.

Of course, as there are many types of kendo, domineering kendo, ruthless kendo, gentle kendo and so on.

There are many kinds of ice together.

He repaired it with heavy ice.

Every palm, every fist blasted out, and the force sank like a towering iceberg.

When he is free to put down the grade element, he can blast into pieces with one palm.

With Xiao Yi's physical body, if it hadn't been protected by the ice armor, it was afraid that the palm of the hand would crush his internal organs and die.

But now that Xiao Yi is injured like this, if he receives another palm, it will be severely injured and even fatal.

"Die." Bing Chengtian blasted out a heavy palm, without any anger in his voice.

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, and suddenly burst out with momentum on his body.

A white light suddenly enveloped Xiao Yi.

The Blizzard sword in his hand struck hard.

"Huh?" Bing Chengtian's expression changed, he obviously felt threatened from this momentum.

There was a loud bang.

This time, Xiao Yi remained motionless.

Bing Chengtian was bombarded by Blizzard Sword.

"How is it possible, the extreme triple peak combat power?" Bing Chengtian's face was shocked.

Xiao Yi sneered without speaking.

Holding the Blizzard Sword, head straight to the sky.

Bing Chengtian's face changed, and he slapped a palm in disbelief.

But as a result, the palm of his hand was instantly pierced by the Blizzard sword, and blood was overflowing.

"Impossible, this is impossible." Bing Chengtian looked at Xiao Yi who was wrapped in white light in front of him, with shock in his eyes.

"How can an old man lose to a yellow-haired boy like you."

Bing Chengtian looked like crazy, his body was surging, and he fought Xiao Yi again.

Bang... bang... bang...

The battle started, Bing Chengtian fell into the wind in an instant, and was bombarded again and again.

Xiao Yi sneered, feeling the terrifying combat power on his body, and slightly surprised.

Yes, he has activated the power of ‘Ice Pattern’.

This is based on the Frost Ice Sword Dao, and contains ice patterns that are no less powerful than the power of the huge Qi Spring in his body, which is extremely powerful.

The power equivalent to three thousand three hundred and thirty-three feet of Qi Spring's vitality burst out in an instant.

Xiao Yi's combat power suddenly soared to the point of horror.

He couldn't describe the feeling.

I only knew that I was full of power.

The Blizzard sword in his hand was as heavy as an iceberg in the past, and it was a little hard to hold it.

But now, it is like an arm instructs, holding it in the hand as if nothing.

This is the horror of Ice Venerable Saint Rune Art.

This is the power exploded from the ice pattern formed by a large amount of ice kendo power that consumes more than 10,000 catties of the marrow of ice.

Chi... Chi... Chi...

The sound of sharp sword penetrating sounded.

Bing Chengtian's body was pierced with blood holes one after another by the Blizzard sword.

"The old man doesn't believe in this evil." Bing Chengtian shouted loudly.

The palm of the hand was heavy, and it blasted out again.

Xiao Yi's Blizzard sword is also heavily cleaved.

There was a loud bang.

Bing Chengtian's palm made a click.

His arm has been broken.

In the next second, his figure was directly blown away.

The body fell on the ground, and the whole ground was shaking.

A huge pothole is now in sight.

Potholes, up to 100 meters deep.

Whoosh.

Bing Chengtian's figure flew out of the pit, embarrassed.

His clothes were torn, and blood was overflowing in his mouth.

Obviously, he has been seriously injured.

"Boy, you are great, but do you think that this will help the old man?" Bing Chengtian sneered.

His face is full of pride.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Bing Chengtian smiled arrogantly, "Boy, the old man wants your life."

In the next second, Bing Chengtian's figure flashed, attacking Xiao Yi directly.

Xiao Yiyi was not afraid, just about to hold the sword to resist, but suddenly his face changed.

Bing Chengtian's straight attacking figure suddenly changed its direction.

That direction is the city wall of Frozen City.

"Damn, want to run?" Xiao Yi yelled coldly, and chased him instantly.

"Stop him for me." Bing Chengtian ran away without losing speed, and shouted loudly without looking back.

The eight people who were on the sidelines instantly joined forces to attack Xiao Yi.

"Big sacrifice, run away, be sure to bring the Bingxin Sacred Fruit back to the eldest prince." The eight people shouted, actually with the tendency to regard death as home.

"Eight and a half steps?" Xiao Yi's face was cold.

"Fuck me."

With Xiao Yi's current strength, he would not put these eight people in his eyes.

A sword slashed out, killing eight people instantly.

At this time, Bing Chengtian was about to fly into the ice city.

"Hahahaha." Bing Chengtian, who was fleeing, laughed.

"Xiao Yi, how strong are you?"

"You are a warrior of the Yanwu Kingdom. If you dare to enter my Bingwu Kingdom to kill, it is equivalent to provoking the entire Bingwu Kingdom."

"You can't help me, hahahaha."

Never expected that Bing Chengtian was so old and cunning.

There was arrogance and self-confidence in his mouth before, but in fact he wanted to escape.

He has eight people, although they are not equal to Xiao Yi.

But it is still possible to stop Xiao Yi at all.

And this minute of time, with his strength, was enough for him to fly back into the ice city.

The Bingbing City is already the territory of the Bingwu Kingdom.

However, just at this moment, an invisible force swallowed his mind instantly.

His eyes became blurred.

When he recovered his mind, a sharp sword had penetrated his heart.

His eyes were wide open, seeming unbelievable, unwilling, and panic.

You know, he was already outside the walls of Frozen City at this time.

He can touch the city wall just by gently reaching out.

However, he had no chance.

"Do you think I dare not kill you in the Bingwu Kingdom? I just don't want to trouble you."

Xiao Yi's voice was as cold as an abyss.

The Blizzard sword in his hand penetrated Bing Chengtian's body heavily.

A burst of blood splashed from Bing Chengtian's body.

Above the city wall, an ice city soldier who was screaming for Neville was splashed with blood.

With horrified eyes, he stared blankly at the blood-splattered scene less than one meter away from him.

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