Chapter 27 Phantom of the Phantom Cold

Tianxuan looked in horror and looked at Yuchen's sword so straight and directly broke his power. In the blink of an eye, the sword directly pierced Tianxuan's face and was about to pour in. Naturally, Tianxuan would not sit and wait for death like this. She stretched out her left hand directly in the direction of the sword.

The blade directly penetrated her palm, but because of this obstruction, the tip of the sword stopped less than a few inches from Tianxuan's eyes.

Tianxuan sweated hard, and she gritted her teeth desperately to resist.

However, Yuchen smiled strangely and twisted his hand holding the sword directly.

With a few clicks, Tianxuan's metacarpal bone was directly smashed, and the once soft palm was directly stirred by blood and blood.

From the Yuchen sword, there was a dark breath. The breath found the wound and couldn't help drilling in as if there was life. After a while, Tianxuan's right arm began to wither from the palm of his hand. What's more terrible is that this old momentum actually spread upward.

Da Damn, what kind of power is this?

The pain almost makes Tianxuan unable to concentrate, but the power she has absorbed the origin of life is by no means to be slaughtered by others. She turned her hand and grabbed Yuchen's sword, and then a huge force burst out from her hands and attacked Yuchen along the sword stained with her blood.

In response to the attack of this force, Yuchen raised his other hand without hurry.

In an instant, the dark breath gathered in his hand, and Tianxuan's power also collided with that breath.

The two forces suddenly entangled together, burst out in an instant, and the tyrannical power dispersed.

The guards who maintain order not far away can feel bursts of chilling pressure coming out of the direction of the Temple of Life, with loud noises, accompanied by hot waves, sweeping the whole street.

In the center of the collision, Tianxuan, who was holding Tianji with one hand, obviously fell behind. On the one hand, she had to take care of Tianji's safety and fought with Yuchen, which made her feel exhausted.

In contrast, Yuchen looked extremely relaxed. Although the whole person was wrapped in that dark breath, he could still faintly see the ghostly smile on his face.

With the explosion of power, Tianxuan's corroded and old arm also returned to its original state.

"The power of the origin of life is really magical." Thinking about it, Tianxuan has no fear in her heart at this moment. After all, the power of the source of life is so powerful that any injury can heal quickly. So what is she afraid of?

Thinking of this, a confident smile gradually appeared on Tianxuan's face. She encouraged her strength and tried to force Yuchen back.

"Do you think this is all my strength?" Yuchen suddenly laughed. His tone was extremely strange, and the low and old voice did not seem to come from his mouth at all.

"Pure life force is indeed very difficult to deal with, but this does not mean invincible." Yuchen curled his lips and smiled, "Any life is inevitable to wither. This is cause and effect, and it is also the way of heaven."

"How can the power of life compete with death?"

Yuchen jumped out of the step, and the black gas all over his body gradually attached to him like a solidification, completely covering Yuchen's body like a huge cloak. At this moment, Yuchen, like the legendary death, exudes chilling courage all over his body.

"Let you see, pure death, the power shown is good."

The hands poked out of the cloak condensed by the breath. At this moment, the hands are extremely pale, not like the hand that a living person should have, but more like a dead person.

Yes, only the dead will have such white hands, and at this moment, those hands are closed and pulled.

The blade of death breathing was pulled out again.

"What a good weapon, I like it!" Yuchen whispered, "Only such a weapon deserves me to use some strength."

Suddenly, he laughed crazily, and Yuchen's breath exploded all over his body, entangled and attached to the blade of the breath of death, and the breath of death seemed to resonate happily and make a whine.

"Let's be happy! Cheers for you to see such a wonderful scene!"

The sickle of death! Crying!"

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"It's getting complicated." At this time, I felt the fluctuation of power on my head and showed a wry smile. She looked at Lawen and Jamil lying on the ground. Their injuries had recovered, but at this time, they continued to be in a coma because of inertia.

"I hope that woman can hold on for five minutes, so that I will have time to stop him." She shook her head and quickly portrayed a cross on the ground. As her hand moved up and down, four complex runes were gradually outlined in the four corners of the cross.

"I think, we can catch up."

"probably."

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With the fall of Yuchen's words, the black gas gradually gathered into an entity, and the original breath of death was actually elongated and deformed under the action of the black gas.

Finally, a huge sickle was held in Yuchen's hand.

"Harvest!" Yuchen laughed, waved his sickle, and swept directly to Tianxuan's body.

Tianxuan dragged Tianji's body and threw Tianji to the rear. He also kicked her feet and retreated quickly. The sickle could wipe her body and cut it off.

"Do you think this is the end?"

Tianxuan only felt that her body was out of control, and a sharp pain suddenly broke out from the place where the sickle passed. She looked down in horror. Her whole abdomen, somehow, had been pulled out by a long and deep mouth.

What's going on? What's going on!

With incomparable doubt, Tianxuan flew straight to the ground, rolled, and blood splashed on the ground.

Tianxuan rolled out of dozens of meters before she stopped. She was dying at this moment. She was covered with her own blood, covered with blood wrapped in mud and sand, and fell there softly, looking extremely miserable.

Yuchen, who caused all this, still laughed wildly. He waved the huge sickle in his hand and slowly walked step by step in the direction of Tianxuan.

Looking at the wound on Tianxuan's body, it was recovering at a very amazing speed. After a while, the wound just caused has almost been wiped clean. As Yuchen walked, he smiled and said, "The power of the origin of life is indeed so powerful that even the wounds caused by the old man can heal so quickly."

While talking, he has walked to Tianxuan's side, reached out, grabbed Tianxuan's long green hair, and picked Tianxuan up from the ground.

Yuchen is close to Tianxuan's face, and his face is full of jokes.

"However, it seems that the mental injury can't heal so quickly..."

With that, he threw away the sickle and then punched Tianxuan's abdomen, on the gradually healing scar.

The power suddenly broke out from the center of the fist.

The wound that had just healed collapsed again in an instant.

"Ah!!!!!" Tianxuan screamed. The pain of the wound cracking was unimaginable. Her head was blank, pain, only pain. The pain spread from the trauma to her whole body. She shook her head crazily to try to relieve a little pain.

And her hair was pulled by Yuchen. With such a sudden shaking of her head, a large amount of hair was torn and scattered.

"A restless woman." Yuchen threw away the broken hair in his hand, poked out, and pinched Tianxuan's shoulder.

The sound of several broken bones sounded. Tianxuan's shoulder was completely broken under this scratch. He let Yuchen pinch his shoulder and lift himself up. Tianxuan trembled and twitched all over. The wound was still healing at an amazing speed, and even the bones that had just been crushed by Yuchen were quickly recovering to the original. zhuang.

But this makes Tianxuan feel that life is better than death.

The severe pain hovered in his mind for a long time, and Tianxuan felt that his consciousness was getting farther and farther away from him. In the haze, she seemed to see Tianji smiling and stretching out a hand to her. She stretched out her hand to grab Tianji, but she saw that Tianji was getting farther and farther away from him.

"Thousands of weights! The art of ten thousand!"

At this moment of survival, Tianji's cry suddenly sounded behind Tianxuan, and Tianji, who had just been thrown behind by Tianxuan, has woken up now.

The brush on the ground highlighted countless ice-shaped spikes and stabbed in the direction of Yuchen. Yuchen smiled faintly, picked up Tianxuan's body, and suddenly fell in the direction that Tianji stood.

"Tianxuan!" Seeing Tianxuan hit him, Tianji quickly withdrew the strength of his hand and caught Tianxuan with both hands.

At this moment, the girl is nestled in Tianji's arms, with her eyes slightly closed, and she looks very weak, but with the strong recovery of the original power of life, the wounds on her body can hardly be seen.

"Is it... Tianji?" Trembling and asking, the girl's hand groped and climbed to Tianji's face.

Her hand brushed Tianji's eyebrows, brushed Tianji's face, and finally stopped on the dense scars on Tianji's chest.

"That's great. It's you. It's great that you're fine." The girl had little strength to open her eyes, but she still shed tears with relief.

"It's very dangerous to love me at this time." Yuchen appeared behind Tianji with a smile. No one knew how he came over, as if he was still watching from a distance one second, and the next second he had already appeared here.

The huge sickle was held in his hand, and without many words, he neatly cut down Tianji's head.

Bang, Tianji's head broke into countless pieces. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a statue of ice and snow. And the real Tianji, holding Tianxuan, has flashed dozens of meters away from Yuchen.

"Oh?" Looking at the broken ice statue in front of him with great interest, Yuchen unconsciously touched his chin and said, "Is it interesting, magician?"

But he quickly shook his head: "No, it's not a magician, this feeling..."

Yuchen turned his head and looked at Tianji and said, "If you feel like this, you are a power."

Tianji didn't say anything, snorted, hugged Lada and turned around.

"Take off! Thousands of wings!"