Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 430 Can't beat it

The sudden end of the battle caught many people off guard.

After all, Lu Tianqi was completely suppressed during the whole process, and Zhang Yang was better than Lu Tianqi in both spiritual power and combat skills.

Therefore, when Lu Tianqi suddenly broke out and turned the situation around in one fell swoop, many people never recovered.

Only a handful of the most powerful people present saw the crux of the problem.

The technique Lu Tianqi used to freeze Zhang Yang in the end completely resonated with the ice-attribute aura, took it for his own use, and used the power of the general trend of heaven and earth to directly freeze the space where Zhang Yang was.

"Wonderful!" Yin Li said, without any expression on his face, as if he didn't care much about the outcome of this match.

A sharp sword appeared in his hand, and the sharp sword energy seemed to be able to split the space.

"Extreme Good Fortune Spirit Treasure!" Many people looked at the sword with a little jealousy.

"The Saintess of the Arctic Holy Mountain really deserves her reputation." With a wave of Yin Li's hand, the sharp sword plunged into the ground in front of Lu Tianqi, and the blade was completely submerged in the solid ice, which showed its sharpness.

Lu Tianqi pulled it out and said, "Accept!"

With envious eyes, Lu Tianqi put the sword into the interspatial ring, and according to the agreement, this top-quality fortune-telling treasure belongs to her.

Yin Li walked to the edge of the icicle, pressed his hand on the ice surface, and then saw cracks spreading out from his palm as the center, making a crisp crackling sound.

Soon, the cracks covered the entire icicle, Yin Li exerted his strength suddenly, and the entire icicle shattered, Zhang Yang broke free, gasping for breath.

"Brother, I."

Before he had time to defend himself, Yin Li gave up and said, "The winner and loser have already been decided, so you don't need to say too much, Junior Brother. After you go back, you can practice in seclusion."

Zhang Yang's face turned pale in an instant. Although Yin Li said it lightly, Zhang Yang understood that his defeat had ruined his future.

Yin Li asked him to go into seclusion to tell him that the major events of the sect in the future would have nothing to do with him.

Zhang Yang still wanted to fight, but Yin Li turned around indifferently, not giving him any chance to speak.

Outsiders don't know the cruelty of competition in Wushuang Hall, and the loser will no longer have the right to speak in the sect.

"Everyone, you can continue to challenge." Yin Li said, "Junior Sister Lu is worthy of the name of a saint, but I don't know if the other junior sisters in the Holy Mountain are as good as Junior Sister Lu."

"Sun Xiang, go and learn about the clever tricks of the junior sisters."

Behind Yin Li, Sun Xiang took a step forward, and the ground seemed to tremble. His body stood upright like an iron tower, and he seemed to be in control.

Ning Han slightly frowned, this Sun Xiang is a strong man in the ninth level of the Lingfu, and in this level, there are not many people who can fight in the Arctic Holy Mountain.

The disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally, three disciples came out under the gaze of everyone.

The three of them are all disciples of the Leng family faction, and they have no choice but to stand up for their sect's honor.

Sun Xiang glanced at the three of them and said, "You three, go up together."

"Arrogance!" One of them glared angrily, and a storm of ice and snow swept out, intending to directly suppress Sun Xiang.

However, Sun Xiang stomped on the ground and blasted forward with a punch. The golden fist shadow shattered the void, directly crushing the Frost Storm, and then flew towards the three disciples unabated.

The faces of the three of them changed greatly. The power of this punch was too strong, so strong that it completely exceeded their imagination, and it was impossible for any of them to take it alone.

Therefore, the three of them had to join hands, and layers of solid ice walls rose from the ground. The first wall collided with the golden fist shadow, and the aftermath of the explosion turned into a gust of wind and spread around.

Before he could be happy, he saw Sun Xiang punching out again, and a golden fist shadow several times bigger pierced the air. The layers of ice walls were as fragile as tofu, and under the shadow of the fist, they quickly turned into powder.

The three of them cast spells again, and the ice-attribute spiritual energy from the heaven and the earth gathered together, forming a huge barrier vortex in front of them, and the shadow of their fists sank in. On top of the golden color, there seemed to be a layer of frost.

The vortex of ice and snow seemed to freeze even Sun Xiang's spiritual power, but at this moment, the three of them spat out a mouthful of blood, and the vortex of ice and snow that had just condensed suddenly exploded, and the golden fist figure pierced through the air at a faster speed. Come.

Sun Xiang's strength could not be suppressed even by the three of them joining forces.

The three of them couldn't catch this punch at all, a figure appeared in front of the three of them, Leng Yue made a move, and an ice field appeared, finally defusing Sun Xiang's attack.

"Senior Sister Leng, thank you!"

"He is only one step away from good luck, and he is invincible in the ninth level of the Lingfu. The three of you are not wronged."

As soon as Leng Yue finished speaking, she heard an elder say: "Hmph, three can still lose against one, and I'm ashamed to say that the loss is not unfair."

"You Leng's family really made my Arctic Holy Mountain flourish." The elder who spoke ironically was the one who was intimidated by Ning Han's attack at that time.

At this time, her face was full of disdain, and Ye Feng felt disgusted when she looked at it. Anyway, she is also an elder of the Arctic Holy Mountain. Instead of feeling ashamed when her sect disciples failed miserably, she even added insult to injury and shirked responsibility. Such a person is really enough .

Ning Han's face became colder and colder. The three disciples who fought just now were no match for Sun Xiang, so the others would not have a better result if they fought again. So, she took out a blue spear and threw it at Sun Xiang. Said: "You won this game, this is a top-quality fortune-telling treasure."

"Hey, Leng girl, you are getting more and more spineless. If the ancestor saw this scene in the spirit of the sky, I don't know if he would feel chilled." An elder with a foreign surname said nonchalantly, and her voice came out, attracting all the disciples below There was a burst of criticism.

At this time, Leng Yue walked directly to the front and said to Yin Li: "Now both sides have won a game, now I will challenge you."

Leng Yue's eyes were full of decisive fighting spirit, Yin Li ranked ahead of her in the Taiyi Ranking, to be honest, she didn't have much confidence in this battle.

But at this time, she had to make a move, otherwise, if the disciples of Wushuang Hall showed their prestige in her sect, they would not be laughed out of their mouths when it spread.

Moreover, those elders with foreign surnames have even more reason to impeach Ning Han.

Leng Yue walked towards Yin Li step by step, her aura continued to rise, and affected by his aura, the snow fell even more heavily.

Half a step of good luck, she already has the power to attract the power of heaven and earth. Looking at Leng Yue's state, she is ready to go all out in this battle.

"Junior Sister Leng, you are not my opponent." Yin Li said with a smile, "Why ask for trouble?"

After finishing speaking, an extremely powerful force rose from Yin Li's body, and a golden beam of light shot up into the sky. He seemed to be transformed into a warrior god. stand up.

A look of shock appeared on Leng Yue's face, followed by a hint of despair.

The aura Yin Li released was clearly in the First Stage of Creation.

Under the good fortune, they are all ants. Under Yin Li's aura, the aura that Leng Yue had just condensed was instantly dissipated. There was no need to do anything, the result was already obvious.

Yin Li looked all around, raised his head and said: "It's not that I look down on everyone present, among my peers, no one in the Arctic Holy Mountain is my opponent."

All the disciples lowered their heads and were ashamed to say nothing. Leng Yue was already the strongest among the three generations of disciples of the Arctic Holy Mountain. Even she was no match for Yin Li, let alone the others.

But at this moment, there was a crisp voice spreading around.

I saw Ye Feng got up from his seat and said: "What a Wushuang Hall, does it mean that he only bullies girls?"

(End of this chapter)