Chapter 787: Too Weak

Bai Chen's sword fell, and the heavy snow in the sky instantly turned into thousands of lights and shadows, heading straight for Ye Xingyu.

Feeling the frightening cold air coming from all directions, Ye Xingyu's face darkened and his fingers began to form seals in front of him.

However, halfway through the printing, a golden light flew towards him instantly.

Seeing this, Ye Xingyu quickly stopped his movements, flashed his figure, and narrowly dodged the light arrow that was shot.

Looking down, Ye Xingyu saw Bai Chen holding a golden light bow with a row of light arrows on it. He couldn't help but look extremely gloomy: "This bastard, why are there so many weird spiritual skills and spiritual skills?" Zhen, where is he?"

By now, Ye Xingyu has deeply realized that Bai Chen is not an ordinary eight-star reincarnation realm spirit person at all. This guy's real combat power is no different from that of the Xinghai realm.

"The fourth form of the Eight Drunken Immortals, rain of arrows through the clouds!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

More than ten arrows of light pierced the sky in an instant, their speed was faster than thunder.

Ye Xingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly dodged. Although these light arrows were fast, it was still difficult to hit him!

However, when he dodged all the light arrows, the power of ice around him became even stronger.

"asshole!"

Upon noticing this scene, Ye Xingyu immediately glared at Bai Chen and found that the handsome face was looking at him with a teasing smile.

"It's too late." Bai Chen smiled faintly, his handprints changed, and the space around Ye Xingyu suddenly began to condense into ice.

Ye Xingyu wanted to activate the spiritual formation, but before his hands could come together, his entire body was frozen in the ice sculpture.

The huge ice ball, after freezing him, fell directly from the sky. When it hit the street, it visibly trembled, and all the surrounding houses and walls collapsed.

Glancing lightly at Ye Xingyu's gloomy and ferocious face and frozen hands, Bai Chen shook his head helplessly and walked towards him slowly: "Well, if you are a spiritual person, you can still break free from this ice crystal with your strength, but it's a pity that Ah, you are a spiritual master. Even though the magic spiritual master’s soul power is very powerful, as long as you can’t move your hands, you can’t use the spiritual formation. It’s really... weak!”

Ye Xingyu heard Bai Chen's words clearly. He had a ferocious face and his whole body was shaking violently in the ice sculpture. It could be seen that he was struggling hard.

Unfortunately, as Bai Chen said, although the spiritual master is strong, he is only stronger in the spiritual formation. He cannot move his hands, and his own strength is very weak.

This is why Bai Chen said that the peak powerhouse overlooking the entire continent must be a spiritual person, not a spiritual master!

Behind a messy mud wall, an old figure appeared, Xia Daotian.

Xia Daotian first poked half of his head out, and saw that the winner seemed to have been decided. Finally, he couldn't help being ecstatic, and ran out crazily, shouting from afar: "Haha, the boss is the boss, and now Lian Mo is the boss." He can defeat the spiritual master, it’s really amazing!”

"Lao Xia?!"

Bai Chen looked back in shock. When he saw Lao Xia running towards him, his expression suddenly changed: "Idiot, don't come here!"

"Huh? Isn't he frozen?"

Xia Daotian froze on the spot. Before he could recover, he saw Ye Xingyu's face in the ice ball, as hideous as a ghost.

"Hey, although I can't get rid of this ice ball, I can still use my soul power to deal with you, a little beginning spirit!"

An eerie sound came from the ice ball. Xia Daotian felt a storm rolling around him, and his whole body was suddenly lifted off the ground by the strong wind.

"Ah, mom, boss, save me——"

Xia Daotian's miserable howl made Bai Chen's face completely darken.

"Hmph, boy, you'd better let me go, otherwise the old man will be torn apart by the strong wind!"

Ye Xingyu's voice came from the ice ball again.

"Boss, I'm afraid of death, please save me -"

Xia Daotian's screams continued.

"..."

Bai Chen's face was slightly sullen, expressionless, and his eyes were cold, staring directly at Ye Xingyu.

"What, do you think I don't dare to kill him?" Ye Xingyu saw that the old man had a close relationship with Bai Chen, and now he put all his hopes on Xia Daotian.

Faced with Ye Xingyu's cold question, Bai Chen remained silent for a moment, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Then just tear him apart."

"What!"

Ye Xingyu was shocked, and Xia Daotian was held up in the air by the strong wind, his face stiffened.

"Do you think I don't dare!" Ye Xingyu was angry and ferocious.

"You can tear it up as you like." Bai Chen still smiled lightly.

The atmosphere, in the confrontation between the two, seemed very strange.

The person being threatened has a playful look on his face, while the person threatening others looks like a clown.

What a hilarious scene.

"Okay, do you really think that I, Ye Xingyu, grew up a vegetarian? Then I will tear off one of his legs first and show you!"

Ye Xingyu finally lost his patience, sneered with a gloomy face, and the wind started to rise.

"No--"

Xia Daotian howled miserably, and his left leg was instantly torn and twisted by the strong wind, and finally exploded into a cloud of dust.

"Ahhhhh!"

In pain, Xia Daotian was sweating profusely and his old face was twisted. He cried and looked at Bai Chen and couldn't help complaining: "Boss, is your heart made of iron? I have been following you for so long -"

"Stop arguing, idiot, look at your legs." Bai Chen was speechless.

"Huh?" Xia Daotian lowered his head, took a look, and found that his right leg was still healthy. He was stunned: "Ah?"

"Asshole...bastard! This is impossible!" Ye Xingyu gritted his teeth. He couldn't understand it at all.

He clearly controlled the soul power and manipulated the strong wind to tear off the old man's right leg.

But why did his own right leg instantly tear apart?

Blood flowed down Ye Xingyu's right leg and left a red mark on the ice, but the blood could not flow out and could only gradually condense into blood ice in the ice ball.

He looked up in disbelief and looked at the black-robed boy in front of him with one hand hanging high. Under his hand, the black ancient sword was actually suspended in the air, which was extremely strange.

The seventh style of the Drunken Eight Immortals, Yaochi Guanhai, this magical skill is simply incredible to the uninformed enemy.

Seeing Bai Chen's move, Xia Daotian was ecstatic. Although he was in the storm, he was not afraid: "Hahaha, Ye boy, tear me, tear me, come on, I'll stretch out my head for you to tear, or tear my hand, tear my nose, if that doesn't work, you can tear my... that's fine! Wahahahaha——"

With Bai Chen's Yaochi Guanhai, Xia Daotian laughed wildly as if he had gained divine power, making Ye Xingyu's face extremely gloomy.

"It shouldn't be, who are you, why are you..."

"I don't want to answer any of your questions." Bai Chen suddenly spoke, interrupting Ye Xingyu's words.

Glancing at the dull-eyed man in the ice ball, Bai Chen chuckled and finally withdrew his gaze in disappointment: "I had high hopes for you, and even compared you with Nangong Liucheng, but unfortunately, you are so weak!"