On Xiao Yan's side, Yang Yun smiled and danced again, seeing that Sikong Zhiyong had won the competition, and it seemed that she had won the competition better than her, so she was even more excited, and then shouted: "Xiao Yan, have you seen it, Sikong Zhiyong's bastard strength is really good." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Well, I saw it, but I don't know what the exercises he performed were called, they were so magical. Xiao Yan nodded, with a hint of curiosity on his face, and asked.

"You said that phantom, this ghost knows, as long as you can win the competition. Yang Yun didn't care what exercises to use, so she preached to Xiao Yan.

"Huh!" Xiao Yan shook his head with a helpless face, and now it seems that the core disciples of the inner gate are indeed very strong, and the spell just now is enough to shock.

So now it seems that not only do they have powerful spells, but even other disciples also have powerful spells, and they are all very hidden, if you let yourself face the core disciples of the inner sect such as Boss Kong Zhiyong, I don't know if I can win.

"Eh, you said that Sikong bastard, can you win one more game?" Yang Yun asked Xiao Yan.

"It's hard to say, not only depends on the strength of the other party, but also on the strength of Sikong Zhiyong!" Xiao Yan thought about it for a while and replied.

"That's right!" Yang Yun nodded, and continued to look towards the martial arts arena.

In the martial arts arena, the disciple with a cold face said to Sikong Zhiyong: "Senior Brother Sikong, please." ”

"Eh, this junior brother is polite, but you haven't reported your home yet?" Sikong Zhiyong looked at the other party with a hint of amusement on his face.

"No, even if you know, you can't remember it, let's get started. The disciple with a cold face shouted coldly, and then changed the technique, and a cold qi rushed out of his hand, "Whew!" The cold qi condensed into ice picks, and it struck at Sikong Zhiyong.

"It's very simple, come on. Sikong Zhiyong still condensed an earthy yellow spiritual power, forming a hard earth shield, blocking these ice picks, and suddenly the sound of "bells" broke out, and many ice picks were directly inserted into the earth shield, but they could not be broken.

Suddenly, there were more and more ice picks, and they were coming from all directions, so that Sikong Zhiyong was also in a hurry, and immediately propped up the spiritual defense shield to resist, but it was a pity how could the spiritual defense shield block the ice picks attacking from all directions.

"Poof!poof!" The earth shield and the spiritual power defense shield were successively broken by the ice picks, and many ice picks quickly rushed towards Sikong Zhiyong, Sikong Zhiyong's face changed, he didn't expect the other party's ice picks to be so powerful, but now he underestimated the other party.

Immediately, Sikong Zhiyong took out a shield magic weapon from his body, urged it with his divine sense, blocked the front, and then held up an earthy yellow light mask, which suddenly turned into an earth ball, wrapping him inside.

"Bang bang bang!" A large number of icicles were inserted into the earth ball, making a large earth ball like a hedgehog, but the earth ball suddenly rolled and hid behind the shield, rushing towards the cold disciple.

"Hmph, look how hard your clay shell is!" After the cold disciple shouted, a transparent spar-like flying sword weapon flew out of the storage bag, and shot fiercely towards the earth ball.

"Touch!" The earth ball was immediately split by the transparent flying sword, and Sikong Zhiyong also performed the Qiankun Dao method at the moment of being split, and shouted again, "Qiankun borrowed the method, rush!"

Suddenly, Sikong Zhiyong formed many phantoms, rushed forward one phantom after another, and stabbed directly at the cold disciple with a flying sword, and the cold disciple saw that Sikong Zhiyong cast that strange spell again, but he smiled coldly and shouted: "It's good, the ice wall is forbidden!"

Suddenly, the cold disciple of Tianxuan Sect immediately changed his spell with a pair of sharp eyes, and with a flick of his hand, he propped up a transparent ice wall in front of him, waiting for Sikong Zhiyong's impact.

"Touch!" Sikong Zhiyong, who rushed over at great speed, shattered the ice wall, but after the ice wall was shattered, he couldn't hit the cold disciple, and suddenly there was another layer of ice wall in front of him.

"What, so many ice walls!" Sikong Zhiyong shouted loudly with a surprised face, and when he saw his secret method, he couldn't impact in front of the other party, and was blocked by the ice wall, so he immediately raised his flying sword and cast a golden sword to attack non-stop.

"Bang bang bang!" After a layer of ice wall was shattered, there was suddenly another layer of ice wall, and suddenly the ice wall seemed to be endless, and it kept appearing around Sikong Zhiyong.

Sikong Zhiyong saw that he would waste a lot of spiritual power if he broke through the ice wall like this, and he would also be trapped in these ice walls, and once he was trapped inside, it was estimated that it would be difficult to win.

Suddenly, Sikong Zhiyong made a leap and rushed out of the surrounding ice walls, but unfortunately suddenly a cold air suddenly appeared above his head, and in an instant, the cold air condensed into an ice wall, covering the surrounding tops, making him unable to escape from the above.

"Hmph, you can't escape from above, and it's the same with the Earth Escape Technique. Sikong Zhiyong snorted coldly, knowing that the other party had already anticipated his way of escaping, and suddenly there was no way to do it.

So Sikong Zhiyong could only perform the Earth Escape Technique, but just as he was about to perform it, he saw that there was also a thick layer of ice on the ground, and he didn't know when it was condensed, which suddenly made Sikong Zhiyong helpless for a while, and shouted again: "Wow, you even blocked the route I want to escape, just to force me to break this coffin-like ice wall." ”

"What's the matter, now it's up to you how you break this ice coffin!" The cold disciple didn't hide it, so he responded directly, and then continued to change the spell, constantly urging the ice cold qi, condensing on the ice coffin, thickening the thickness of the ice wall, and wanting Sikong Zhiyong to be trapped inside.

"Hmph, don't think I can't break it!" Sikong Zhiyong had a disapprehensive look on his face, and immediately urged the flames to burn in front of him, and then urged the flying sword to attack non-stop, "Bang bang bang!"

The disciples outside the competition arena were immediately shocked when they saw Sikong Zhiyong trapped in the vertical ice coffin, and they kept cursing the disciples of Tianxuanzong for cheating, and they actually ambushed an ice coffin waiting.

At the same time, everyone kept talking, and they also felt annoyed and even sorry for Sikong Zhiyong's carelessness, but now it depends on Sikong Zhiyong's ability to break the ice coffin, if it can't be broken, it will even be frozen inside.

On the side of the disciples of the Tianxuan Sect, they all seemed to nod, and they seemed to be very satisfied with the tricks of their junior brothers and nephews, after all, in the face of a person with such a fast impact speed, only this ice coffin could deal with it.

"Haha, it seems that it is very correct to let the junior brother of Xiaodao deal with this Sikong Zhiyong!" Diao Sixian still laughed and preached to everyone.

The disciples of Qingyuan Sect did not respond, after all, even Sikong Zhiyong was trapped, and he didn't know who would be able to deal with this disciple of Tianxuan Sect called Xiaodao, and suddenly everyone had a trace of helplessness on their faces, so they could only continue to watch the competition.

On Xiao Yan and Yang Yun's side, Yang Yun kept cursing and shouted: "Sikong Zhiyong, this bastard, is really useless to fall for someone else's tricks and be trapped in this ice coffin." ”

Xiao Yan heard Yang Yun's scolding, and just shook his head, when Sikong Zhiyong won just now, Yang Yun was still praising constantly, but now once he is trapped, he has been scolded to the point that he is incomplete, this is really difficult to be a man, and it is even more difficult to be a good person.

At this time, in the ice wall, the cold air around him kept invading Sikong Zhiyong, although it could not directly freeze him, but it affected his movements, and now it seems to be a little slow.

"Impossible, my flame can't even burn this ice coffin!" Sikong Zhiyong's eyes showed a helpless expression, and he shouted in surprise, and if he couldn't use ordinary methods to break it, it indicated that he would use more powerful exercises, but now he was not desperate, so why bother to use it.

After resisting for a while, Sikong Zhiyong tried many methods, but he couldn't break the ice coffin, so he could only show a trace of embarrassment, and said helplessly: "Hehe, it seems that it can't be broken, junior brother, this senior brother admits defeat." ”

"I conceded. The cold disciple called Xiaodao replied, and then changed the exercises, and absorbed all the cold air around him, and suddenly the ice coffin surrounded by Sikong Zhiyong disappeared.

"You're polite, you're polite, if you have the chance, you'll try again later!" Sikong Zhiyong had a smile on his face, he didn't care at all, and after talking about it, he directly jumped out of the column-shaped formation light curtain and landed beside Xiao Yan and them.

Xiao Dao had a cold face, and he didn't respond at all, after all, he tried again with his subordinates, which was equivalent to giving him a chance, so Xiao Dao wouldn't be so stupid, and immediately looked around at the surrounding disciples, and shouted: "I want to continue to learn from you senior brothers and sisters, please enter the martial arts arena." ”

The disciples outside the light curtain of the martial arts formation all shook their heads, even Sikong Zhiyong's strength was so strong, he couldn't beat this cold disciple of Tianxuan Sect, and suddenly many people retreated, and even those who were eager to try it gave up.

Yang Yun looked at Sikong Zhiyong, and scolded coldly: "It's really useless, you can't even break an ice wall!"

"Well, don't hide it from your mother-in-law, if I really use a secret technique, it is estimated that this ice coffin will not be able to besiege the group of my Sikong!" Sikong Zhiyong still had a disdainful feeling, so he responded.

"Then why don't you show it?" Yang Yun was immediately surprised when she heard that Sikong Zhiyong still had a secret skill, and asked.

"Hehe, my secret technique is too powerful, I'm afraid of hurting the other party, if the other party is bruised, it's just enough, if the other party is killed by mistake, it will affect the relationship between the two sects. Sikong Zhiyong thought about it for a moment and replied.