Chapter 71 Invincible (Part 2)

"Hoarfrost!"

The sound is like ice and snow, and the sword is like frost. When it breaks through the sky, it freezes the sky. ?

A smear of frosty white sword light stretched out, cutting out like solid ice thousands of miles away, cutting towards Canggu Shengzi's punch like a flowing blade.

"Thousands of miles floating in the clouds!"

The blue cloud hovered ten meters in the air, and a long knife appeared in his hand at an unknown time. The blade of the long knife seemed to have white clouds floating in it. His slender hand passed over the knife, and the knife was swung out immediately. The white clouds seemed to be flying As if coming alive from the sword, each white cloud is condensed by the sword energy, seemingly light and soft, but actually contains an astonishing sharpness.

A lot of Baiyun's knife energy drifted towards the punch from Canggu Shengzi.

Qingchen also made a move, shaking his arms, and the blue lines on his body seemed to be burning like flames. Immediately, he swirled and pressed his palms, blasting out two terrifying spirals of energy, one at Canggu Shengzi's blow, and one at a time. Then he blasted at the Holy Son of Canggu himself.

One against three!

The fierce battle started immediately.

Boom boom boom!

The hoarfrost shattered, and countless frosty sword qi shot out. Wherever it passed, the lake surface froze into solid ice, and the white cloud sword qi also shattered, turning into clouds and mist that filled all directions, and Qingchen's palm also shattered. , a little bit of blue light, but the palm that hit Canggu Shengzi was broken by Canggu Shengzi's punch.

Shengzi Canggu is like a God of War, standing on the lake, never moving, and punching again.

Boom boom boom!

Three consecutive punches came out, followed by three more punches, and then three more punches.

The three punches formed a wave, and wave after wave of terrifying fist power hit the three of them.

Every punch is the basic style of Cangtian Ancient Fist.

Such a powerful martial art as the Cangtian Ancient Fist consumes a lot of power every time it is used, but the power of the Canggu Holy Son seems to be endless, continuous bombardment, but there is no fatigue, which is shocking.

The first prerequisite for practicing Cangtian Ancient Fist is to have enough physical strength and endurance. After successful cultivation, there will be an astonishing improvement in strength.

Facing such a tyrannical Saint Son of Canggu, the pressure on Qingchen and the three of them was unspeakably great. They found that even if the three of them teamed up, it felt as if they hadn't teamed up.

Under the attack of Canggu Shengzi, the three could only fight on their own.

The blue waves are mighty, rolling up thousands of waves, and the three of Qingchen continue to use unique moves, resisting the attacks of the Canggu Holy Son time and time again, looking for opportunities to counterattack again and again, but their counterattacks are difficult to be effective, and they are completely defeated by the Canggu Holy Son. broken.

"Bai Chi!" Bai Qingjue exerted all his strength and performed the strongest move.

With a sword out, there seemed to be a strange dragon chant resounding through the sky, while the long sword was twisting, the body and the sword merged into one, a dragon beast that seemed to be condensed from hoarfrost and ice opened its teeth and danced its claws, driving the nine-day-like blast towards the Canggu Shengzi .

Where Bai Chi passed by, the sky was filled with frost, and the lake was frozen, like a road of solid ice, continuously spreading towards Canggu Shengzi.

"The sky is broken!"

Lan Yunxuan held a knife in his hand, his body was surrounded by countless clouds, and he kept rising into the sky until he was in the middle of a hundred meters. When he slashed with the knife, countless clouds moved with him, and condensed into a flower tens of meters away. The white clouds were as heavy as the mountains and the earth, crushing the Cang Gu Shengzi.

In the white clouds, countless sword qi cut back and forth, as if cutting and shredding everything.

It's like the sky is collapsing.

"Qingyan Slashes the Heavenly Tower!"

An extremely intense cyan flame came out from both hands, and when they were rubbed suddenly, a pure cyan color burst out, the cyan color seemed to be a crescent moon formed by the condensed flames, breaking through the lake surface, slashing fiercely with an incomparably terrifying tyranny. To Canggu Holy Son.

In an instant, Shengzi Canggu was faced with the most powerful attack from three sides. Once this kind of powerful attack was hit, he would not get any benefit, and he would be seriously injured and defeated.

Even so, Canggu Shengzi didn't have the slightest intention of dodging.

His expression was a bit dignified, but there was more excitement in his eyes, a kind of excitement from the bottom of his heart, and the fighting spirit scared the night away.

Tianshi!

He punched three times in a row, each punch seemed to use all his strength,

Rao is the strength of Canggu Shengzi's majestic strength and amazing endurance. At this time, he also has a feeling of being taken away, and his complexion is slightly pale.

Those three fists carried the power of the heaven and the earth, and blasted at Bai Chi, the white cloud tens of meters away, and the Qingyan crescent moon respectively.

Everyone knows that this is another crucial moment to decide the outcome.

Was it the three members of the five emperors' family who defeated the holy son of Canggu?

Or would the Holy Son of Canggu defeat the three of them?

Chen Zong couldn't help but guess.

Three against one!

Which side can win?

Whether it is Bai Qingjue, Lan Yunmiao or Qing Chen, the strength displayed by the three of them is definitely very strong.

The strong explosion eclipsed the color of the world once again. Everyone's ears could no longer hear any sound, and there was only black and white in front of them.

This feeling lasted for a long time longer than before, making people extremely uncomfortable, but they couldn't get rid of it.

When the black and white receded and the colors reappeared, there was an extremely sharp roar in the ears. This kind of strong contrast made people's spirits turbulent, as if they were about to be broken, groggy and confused, and their consciousness was upside down up.

If someone wants to kill them at this time, it is the best time.

In an instant, Chen Zong got rid of this feeling and woke up instantly, but he was also shocked.

This kind of collision is actually so terrifying.

If I, who was ten thousand meters away, felt this way, then what kind of impact would the Saint Son of Canggu, Qingchen, Bai Qingjue, and Lan Yunmiao, who were in the center, receive?

They are very uncomfortable.

Even reacting and defending in an instant is very uncomfortable, as if the consciousness of the whole person has been completely distorted and strangled.

When everything returned to calm, Qingchen, Bai Qingjue, and Lan Yunmiao all tried their best to stand on the surface of the lake, their faces were frighteningly pale, and their breath was weak, obviously they had no strength to fight again.

Shengzi Canggu was also standing on the lake, his face was pale, and there was a trace of fatigue in his eyes, but his expression was arrogant, and the aura around him was constantly fluctuating, no longer as calm as before.

Immediately, the Holy Son Canggu threw three punches again.

It can be seen that the power of these three punches is not as good as before, but the three of Qingchen can no longer resist.

Boom boom boom!

The three tried their best to resist, but they were still directly blasted away.

One against three!

win!

All around, everyone was too shocked to breathe.

How strong is the strength of Cang Gu Shengzi?

There was a burst of dragon chant, and four lucky golden dragons appeared.

Then, the Luck Golden Dragon on Canggu Shengzi swallowed 10% of the other three Luck Golden Dragons, and the length directly broke through eight feet, reaching an astonishing eight zhang six, and his body became bigger and more majestic.

Looking at the eight-foot-long Luck Golden Dragon, everyone was shocked.

If no one can defeat the Holy Son of Canggu, perhaps in the end, this lucky golden dragon will be able to approach nine feet, or even reach nine feet.

Throughout the ages, nine is the extreme number, and it is even more different when it reaches nine feet.

For a while, everyone was silent.

"Sage Canggu, you are consuming too much power now, so I won't fight you." Yi Qianqiu of Aojian Tianzong came walking with a sword, his eyes seemed to penetrate the void, and fell on Chen Zong: "Chen Zong, together For those who practice swords, you and I will fight."

Chen Zong's original intention was also to fight Canggu Shengzi, but everyone could see that Canggu Shengzi had consumed a lot of his strength at this time, and there was not much combat power left.

Such a battle is an unfair one, even if it is won, there is no sense of accomplishment at all.

Therefore, Chen Zong suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart, and only waited until the strength of Canggu Shengzi recovered before challenging him. Unexpectedly, Yi Qianqiu of Aojian Tianzong appeared and challenged himself bluntly.

The meaning in his words is easy to understand, let Canggu Shengzi rest and recover his strength first, and he will fight Chen Zong, after defeating Chen Zong, he will fight with Canggu Shengzi who has recovered his strength.

At that time, even if the power of Cang Gu Shengzi has not been fully recovered, Yi Qianqiu himself will consume some power, and a fight between the two will be a fair duel.

Yi Qianqiu invited him to fight before he suppressed his fighting spirit, and Chen Zong walked out without even thinking about it.

Canggu Shengzi did not speak, but retreated to the distance to recover his strength.

Indeed, he defeated Li Wuji first, then Zihuan, and finally defeated three powerful opponents with one enemy and three, leaving little strength left.

If he fights with Yi Qianqiu again, the outcome is unpredictable.

No one said anything about the Eternal Son's retreat and recovery of strength, and no one would laugh at him. There was only a kind of awe.

Who can do that?

In fact, everyone is still wondering whether the fierce battle will end because the Holy Son Canggu has consumed too much power.

Although it was very exciting and intense, and everyone was excited to see it, there was still a feeling that there was still more to say.

Now, it was Yi Qianqiu who invited Chen Zong to fight, and although Chen Zong didn't answer aloud, he expressed it with actions.

Yi Qianqiu is a disciple of Aojian Tianzong, a sword practitioner with high sword skills, and Chen Zong is also a sword practitioner. The previous two battles also let people see Chen Zong's high sword skills.

This battle will be a duel between swords.

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts couldn't help but become even hotter.

When everything is endowed with a certain meaning, it will often produce sensory changes, which will make people feel more exciting.

With a sword in his hand, Yi Qianqiu walked towards Chen Zong step by step. With each step, he slashed across the lake like a sharp sword stabbing, leaving one sword mark after another.

The invisible but sharp sword energy condensed in Yi Qianqiu's body, cutting the air continuously around his body, making a sharp sound, which made one's scalp numb.

Very pure, this is a very pure swordsman.

Chen Zong also walked towards Yi Qianqiu step by step, feeling the invisible sword energy constantly condensing on Yi Qianqiu's body, and seeing the white sword marks on Yi Qianqiu's feet, his eyes became brighter.

Before the battle, Chen Zong already knew that Yi Qianqiu was a good opponent, a very good opponent, the best opponent so far, from his own cultivation to the present, from his weak step-by-step promotion to the present, the opponents he has encountered There are many, and there are many good opponents, but there has never been one as pure as Yi Qianqiu.

In an instant, the fighting spirit in his heart gushed out and rushed straight into the sky. The invisible sword energy was raging like arrogance, repelling the surrounding air and the lake water under his feet, creating countless ripples.