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"Bell, bell, bell" Several fierce blade strikes echoed under the vast sky, and the rolling red blood qi rolled up a terrifying and hideous aura, and the mighty breath like the sun pierced the blood qi that shrouded in the curtain. The two figures are like a stream, and the surging energy wantonly destroys the vast ice and snow land, the body of the great shore is as strong as a cheetah, and the sword wind turns into a sound like several explosions breaking the sky, and the slender figure blood knife condenses, and the cold and bloody qi gushes out.

Ling Tianyun's eyes shone with a starry light, while Ye Feiyu's face was gloomy and gloomy, and his strange eyes were even more terrifying. The momentum around the two of them surged up, Ling Tianyun raised his knife in his right hand, clenched his fist in his left hand, and the sword flashed through the air, and at the same time, he punched the other party with his left hand like a smashing the sky. The scorching vigor of the sun condenses the scorching energy, rushing forward like a river.

Ye Fei Yu raised the knife in front of his chest, and a strange sound as sharp as a crane burst out from the bloody knife, like a rippling wave, the blood qi opened one after another, and the momentum of more than one wave rose into the sky. His left hand stretched out two fingers, and a faint and terrifying aura condensed, and the cold breath swirled around him, and the 'ruthless finger amputation' containing the coldest and most yin was once again opened by him.

A knife stirred up a terrifying wave, the true qi of the supreme sun turned into a sharp sword, Ling Tianyun slashed away several times, his left fist swung even harder, and a round of dazzling masculine energy poured out from his fist. The sword mangs have the supreme power of burning the evil demons in the world, and the fists are even more condensed with the heroic momentum of the vast thunder, the sword gas turns into mang, the fist power turns into light, and there is a pure yang-like breath in the air, and he moves forward bravely.

There was a trace of vicious light in his cold eyes, and the cold fingers shot away like the power of the sky, and the blood-colored evil qi was also condensed in that moment, and the blood knife roared like a long sound, and a blood-red knife that was visible to the naked eye burst out. The crimson sword surged like a fan, heading towards the mighty sun-like sword, and the cold ice-like finger power shot away with an all-pervasive momentum.

With a "swoop", the cold fingers pierced through the dazzling light, and the cold and ice-like terrifying fingers finally shot into the fist. At the same time, the blood-colored sword light was even more condensed with the endless blood qi of the underworld, covering it, and the blood qi soon covered the mighty sword qi like the sun, and the blood light flashed again, and the pale Haoran sword suddenly rose, condensing the supreme power and counterattacking away.

Two dull sounds sounded, and the two figures paused slightly, and then the two of them once again raised the big knives in their hands and rushed towards each other. With a "bang", Ling Tianyun punched Ye Feiyu in the lower abdomen, but Ye Feiyu's condensed two fingers hit his shoulder, and the figures of the two couldn't help but shake a few times.

They made a choice that surprised everyone at the same time, and both of them threw the big knife in their hands at the same time. The two swords, one red and one gold, flashed and sank into the thick snowy ground, and the two obviously did not think that they could defeat each other with the weapons in their hands, and they wanted to use the wildest and most primitive power in their bodies to defeat each other.

Ling Tianyun only had the move of opening and closing, the fierce fist as strong as the sun condensed the Dao golden mangs on his fist, and his left and right fists opened the bow and hit the opponent's body fiercely. And Ye Feiyu's right hand turned into a palm and slapped several palms on his chest, and after a few palms, the cold palm power penetrated through his body, and the cold and biting cold air flowed in his body like a vicious snake.

The pure Yang True Qi in the dantian didn't need his operation, and it rushed towards the cold energy like a few vicious snakes like a tide, and there was a fierce tearing, and the Jiuyang True Qi was burning like a burning intent to kill those Yin and ruthless

The poisonous snakes were all dissolved, but his body was already covered with a cold air like mist.

And Ye Feiyu was still uncomfortable, and he was punched by Ling Tianyun several times on his body, and there was already a masculine and fierce energy that ran through Ling Tianyun's fist in his body. The scorching energy shone in his body like a blazing sun, and he suddenly felt a pain like burning in the flames. As soon as the condensed cold and gloomy true qi met the scorching pure yang true qi, it closed around like a crow. Although the true qi in his body was dissolved by his own cold and extreme true qi, he still had the illusion that he was in flames.

Two dull cold snorts came out of the mouths of the two of them respectively, and the two figures suddenly stopped, Ye Feiyu's eyes shot out a fierce light, and Ling Tianyun's pair of star eyes were even more scorching and aggressive, and they were not afraid. Then, the two of them stared, and layers of cold battle intent burst out, and what flowed around them was the arrogant and confident transcendent momentum. Ling Tianyun was heroic and free, while Ye Feiyu was arrogant and domineering, one was the scorching sun in the middle of the day, and the other was the Holy King of the Underworld who ruled the world, and the two of them had a very different aura condensed on their bodies.

A palm and a finger are full of endless domineering, and the two fists are even more condensed with supreme power, and the fists are waved uncontrollably, and the momentum of one punch is like a turbulent wave rising from the sky. And between that palm and one finger, there was a cold and evil aura, if Ling Tianyun's two fists could break through the sky, then Ye Feiyu's palm and one finger could slash the world. The movements of the two were extremely fast, and everyone only saw two blurred figures, and as the two blurred figures became faster and fainter, the sharp breaking of the air resounded in their ears like an explosion.

"Boom, boom" twice, the two figures quickly retreated, one was smashed into the ice and snow, and the other smashed a rock that was piled up with ice and snow. However, the two jumped up again as if nothing had happened, and rushed towards each other. Suddenly, the sound of the fist breaking through the air and the palm splitting the air was like a series of firecrackers, echoing in everyone's ears for a long time. The splashed ice and snow are like a heavy snow falling from the sky, and they are raised in the air for a long time.

The two received another hard blow from the other, but their bodies did not separate. Ling Tianyun flew together like a ferocious beast and kicked Ye Feiyu's chest fiercely, and Ye Feiyu was even more vicious, and swept his leg on Ling Tian's waist with one leg, and the two tearing qi were like a burst of "crackling" like a thunderbolt strike.

The two figures retreated slightly, they didn't seem to feel the intense pain on their bodies, and condensed the strength of their whole bodies to hit each other. Ling Tianyun's masculine aura was like the scorching summer sun, and all the ice and snow around him were melted by the scorching aura emanating from his body, and wisps of white mist lingered from the ground. He stepped on his legs, and cracks in the ice spread like cobwebs in all directions.

And Ye Feiyu's eyes were filled with a dull color of death, and the surging cold aura was like the death aura of the underworld, accompanied by the pervasiveness of the dead qi around him, a layer of red-like bloodthirsty aura gushed out around him. It was as if he had come from the Killing Hell, and he had come to the world with an endless breath of blood. The dead air rolled like a tide between his raised hands, and the palpitating dark qi condensed between his eyebrows, the dead air and the dark qi combined with the increasingly dense bloody qi, he was proud of the world, and the endless hegemony of the world's only self rose spontaneously.

Ling Tianyun was naturally not afraid of the other party's complex and rich mixed aura, there was only one aura on his body, and that was the pure yang true qi that burned the world. His sturdy physique and sturdy body were all filled with that majestic masculine aura, and when he stepped on it, he raised his hand with a righteous and awe-inspiring temperament. As he swung his fist, a pale golden fist blasted away, but what met him was the combination of dead and bloody aura

Even more heart-pounding.

"Boom, boom" The two of them couldn't help but take a few steps back, and a trace of scarlet blood began to overflow from the corners of their mouths. But the two of them ignored it, and with a fierce step under their feet, the two meteor-like figures collided together again.

Cracking like a mountain, the strong strength of the two collided together, like a gust of wind blowing wantonly, rolling up the ice and snow into the sky. But the spiderweb-like cracks under their feet expanded wantonly, and the sound of "bang" was even louder, and there was only a dull sound between heaven and earth, and the surging energy exploded in all directions, and the ice and snow raised snowflakes like sprinklers, and the shattered ones were like sharp arrows shot out, and the sound of breaking the sky was piercing and sharp.

As soon as Ye Feiyu's figure retreated, he patted the placket of his body that was almost shattered by Ling Tianyun's punch, the cold gaze in his eyes was full of mad blood, and the placket on his body had already turned into pieces of rags and fell to the ground. Although he was a little thinner than Ling Tianyun after losing his upper body, his slender body also contained majestic primal power.

"Ling Tianyun, if this is your limit, then you are really disappointing me. What if you have passed the 'path of life and death', although your cultivation has made some progress, but for the Lord of Evil, you are still the same ant that can be pinched to death at will. I've been playing with you for so long, and I'm going to let you see the true strength of my Netherworld Lord. Ye Feiyu smiled weirdly, and he said to Ling Tianyun with a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

"Oh, Ye Feiyu, who wouldn't say big words. You really think that you are the boss of the Netherworld Sect, what kind of thing is the evil lord, Uncle Ben is not uncommon, but if you want to beat me Ling Tianyun's idea, then it is the Heavenly King Lao Tzu who is here, and Uncle Ben will tell him to walk around without eating, believe it or not. Ling Tianyun grinned disappreciatively and shot back at the other party.

"Hmph, is it a big talk, you will know in a moment that no one in the world can disobey the Lord. Ling Tianyun, you are the first, and I hope you are the last, there is no woman that the Lord wants to get, especially the body of Taiyin. Just because you, a mortal person, are also worthy of calling the body of Taiyin your woman, it is really ridiculous. A hint of banter appeared on Ye Feiyu's face, and he sneered at Ling Tianyun.

When Ling Tianyun heard this, he was slightly stunned, he didn't know what the Taiyin Body was, he couldn't help but look at Beibing Xuan Ce and the others suspiciously. However, he saw a solemn look on the faces of the elders such as Beibing Xuan Ce and Shangguan Old Husband, and seemed to agree with Ye Feiyu's words. He couldn't help but feel a monstrous anger in his heart, fucking what kind of Taiyin body, whoever dares to touch a hair of Duo'er, he will not give up.

"Isn't the Nether Sect Lord great, what about ordinary people, you're not just an old monster who has lived too long. No matter what Duo'er's identity is, whether it is the body of Taiyin or the body of a mortal fetus, whoever wants to fight her idea must step over Uncle Ben's body. Ye Feiyu, do you really think you are an immortal, your body is just fused with the soul of a monster, you are also not a god body immortal, you are just a person, don't use the monster soul in your body to rely on yourself, external force is external force after all, the real strong person is obtained by his own step-by-step cultivation. ”

Hearing Ling Tianyun's retort, which was neither humble nor arrogant, Ye Feiyu's gloomy face was covered with a layer of dark gray death, and his handsome and bewildering face showed a bit of a weird and terrifying aura. I saw that the breath around him rose majestically, and as the breath around him continued to rise, the ice and snow under his feet 'boomed', slowly levitating from his feet, and a bloodthirsty aura like a wild cold sky permeated.

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