Chapter 178 Shaking the North

The shadow shows that the speed is very fast and the figure is blurred, and you can only barely see the mutilated figure. If you can't even see the shadow, such a speed has really exceeded the limit. Invisibility can avoid the exploration of other people's eyes, but it can't avoid the locking of the divine consciousness. With such a high-speed movement, even a powerful divine consciousness can't lock it, because no one knows where it will go the next moment.

The snowflakes covered the original color of the sky and blocked people's sight like dark clouds. I don't know when two gusts of winds rose from the ground and swept the whole peak of the far north. The air was filled with violent smells everywhere. The solid ice was caught off guard by these two sudden hurricanes, clear The trembling sound resounded through the earth.

It is obviously an extremely strange phenomenon, but the source of strangeness cannot be found. Such a strange scene is really puzzling. However, there are still traces to follow. If you stare at the sky, you can occasionally see two aurora flashing, colliding, and then disappearing.

Mo Li and Luo Changfeng have a demon royal flute, one person's sword, and the confrontation between masters at the same level can always collide with extremely fierce sparks. Luo Changfeng and Ning Xiaofeng fought a battle. Because both of them used swords, they directly competed with their spiritual strength. Moreover, Ning Xiaofeng was wearing Lin He's body, Luo Changfeng couldn't help but have some scruples. This time, when he met his old opponent thousands of years ago, Luo Changfeng finally let go of his hands and fought with all his strength.

The smiling snow cracked a smaller invisible crack, which triggered a crack hundreds of meters long after a moment of shock. The snowflakes dancing all over the sky seemed to have been penetrated by a sword, and a huge sword mark was cracked in the white sky. Luo Changfeng and his sword are the protagonists in this battle. Whether it is the snowflakes in the sky or the rock-like world, they are destined to be his supporting role.

As the great saint of the demon clan, Mo Li naturally has his pride. He can't be willing to be defeated by Luo Changfeng like this. For a thousand years, Luo Changfeng was actively studying his sword skills, and Mo Li did not give up his cultivation. Thousands of years have changed a lot, Luo Changfeng has become stronger, and so has Mo Li.

Like the melodious sound of a flute from the distant sky, the sound of the flute is not only a simple note, but also a jumping thought. The sky-sky thinking is full of vast stars, as if his figure can be seen everywhere. Barefoot, wearing loose white clothes, pale makes people feel pity, but those eyes are always the same. Even the hurricane that tears the void can't change it.

This is more like a duel between a warrior and a musician. The powerful force has never found a place to hit. A big bull is fooled around by a little mouse and can't find the direction of the blow. Unfortunately, the power of the little mouse is limited, and all it can do is to deal with it, which is also a little awkward.

Like a dragon, the sword pointed to the sky, and Luo Changfeng was finally angry! The real power was exerted, and the terrible destructive power hit many icebergs that were damaged all the way. A loud cracking sound early foreshadowed the power of this powerful force. A white dragon with a completely sword spirit hit a half-air and flew hundreds of meters away from the void, and Mo Li's body scratched a long mark on the ground.

"Ha, you really hid your strength. It was like this thousands of years ago, and it's still like this now. Well, let me show you how powerful I am!" Mo Li's eyes flashed with a trace of fine light. The man who always seemed a little feminine finally showed his masculine side. The unique violence of the demon clan, but all the snowflakes close to him became broken at the same time. The ice under his feet cracked inch by inch, and the ice surface within ten meters in diameter with Mo Li as the center collapsed.

Luo Changfeng, floating in the air, smiled bitterly. Obviously, Mo Li was going to force him to do heavy, but now Mo Li is really angry. It seems that it is impossible to be perfunctory today. At a moment of distraction, a frost and chill hit Luo Changfeng, and the distance of hundreds of meters fell in one move, and I had to admit that Mo Li's spell had reached the point of being fascinated. There was a burst of soreness in his left arm, and Luo Changfeng knew that it was impossible to recover in a short time, and sighed again.

The sharp eyes caught Luo Changfeng's strangeness, and Mo Li's mouth smiled proudly. Others may not know it, but Mo Li's understanding of Luo Changfeng is extremely detailed. Luo Changfeng is different from ordinary Shushan sword practice. What he learned is the skill of two-handed swords. Although it is troublesome to learn by one-handed swords, the final power is several times that of one-handed swords. He was accidentally hit by the flying sword driven by him, even if it was enough to kill him.

The temporary loss of an arm is undoubtedly fatal to Luo Changfeng, who has become a habit of using his sword with both hands. No matter what he has formed a habit, it is extremely difficult to change it easily. All Luo Changfeng can do is drag his arm to regain consciousness, but Mo Li will definitely not give Luo Changfeng this opportunity. He is confident to defeat Luo Changfeng's left arm before he regains consciousness.

Tens of thousands of frosty cold air surrounded Luo Changfeng, and each cold air was enough to freeze a well-prepared Jiedan monk into a pimple. But it is this domineering frost cold that can never get close to the range within ten meters of Luo Changfeng, as if there is a clear dividing line. At ten meters away from Luo Changfeng, those frost and cold will be crushed into pieces by the invisible edge.

The corners of Mo Li's mouth raised slightly. Obviously, he was not stupid enough to expect these frost coldness to defeat Luo Changfeng, but the key to his victory has been hidden in these countless frost chills. The distant flute sounded again, like a lullaby that hypnotized people's hearts, calling everyone back to their childhood and wanting to have a comfortable sleep in the afternoon. This is the method of attacking the heart, which distracts people when facing the enemy.

Luo Changfeng's heart sword can be transformed from reality or from reality to reality. The heart does not die, and if the sword destroys the heart, it will die. The unity of his human sword has reached a terrible state, and the power of the heart sword is comparable to that of a high-level flying sword. There is nothing to reach the dancing sword. It appears in hundreds of directions at the same time, cutting the frost and cold air from these directions into powder. No one in today's Xiuzhen world dares to expect this. Except for Nie Yunyi and Lin He, there are few other people who can emit multiple sword spirits, let alone Talk about the peak of this sword skill.

Suddenly, a mass of frost and cold air suddenly burst before touching Luo Changfeng's heart sword. The gloomy to cold force froze Luo Changfeng's heart sword for a second. This second may have passed countless times for others inadvertently, but at this critical moment of this master's duel, it was enough to decide the winner. . The frost from the other direction turned into invisible strands, which penetrated the defense range of Luo Changfeng Heart Sword within a second and entered his ten-meter penalty area.

It is useless to guard the heart sword. The wisps of cold air disperse in all directions. Even if you barely catch up, you can only eliminate a small part of it, and other coldness as thin as silk will take the opportunity to penetrate into the body. Luo Changfeng fell into an embarrassing dilemma. While dealing with the peripheral attack that had not weakened at all, the frost cold on the other side had entered the ten-meter forbidden area and was about to invade his body. Just as this danger fell, Luo Changfeng smiled.

fell into Mo Li's eyes, which was an extremely confident smile. The frost in his hand kept cold, but his heart muttered. Does Luo Changfeng have other ways to deal with it? It's impossible. At such a close distance, he doesn't have enough time to start any protective shields. No matter how fast the speed of the heart sword is, he can't destroy all the fragments of countless fine silk.

The confident smile remained until the outbreak of Luo Changfeng. There was a burst of sword spirit on his body, more than one or two, as if a huge energy ball had exploded. The raging sword spirit shot in all directions with his body as the center, and those shredded cold air could not be stopped at all. It was completely destroyed at the moment before touching Luo Changfeng's body. What's more surprising is that these swords are not just Luo Changfeng's tricks to break through the predicament, but the strong sharpness rushed straight to the dumbfounded Mo Li.

"Oh, a thousand-year-old fool has also become smart, and he has learned to hide it." Mo Li absolutely did not expect that Luo Changfeng's heart sword realm had reached this point. Under Luo Changfeng's deliberate concealment, Mo Li may not even have thought about it at all. The war situation was reversed in an instant, and Mo Li changed from active to extremely passive. The stupidest thing in the world is to compare speed with the sword, not to mention the sword spirit emitted by Luo Changfeng?

It's like a huge flying sword, and its body exudes a strong sense of sword. Everyone thinks that the heart sword is turned into a powerful flying sword by people, but they don't know that Luo Changfeng has already realized the unity of the real human sword. As long as he wants to, his body can do what the flying sword does. If he wants to defeat him, he must first defeat him. Two flying swords!

The panicked smile remained until Mo Li completely dissipated. It was not until the moment it completely dissipated that a strange smile appeared on his face, which seemed to have completed a very interesting prank. The nerd is also smart. You can't think of such a good plan back then. However, smart people are always smart people. Even if they face nerds, smart people will not have any enemies. On a piece of intact ice not far away, Mo Li shook his legs and smiled extremely happily.

Illusion! This was the first thought that flashed in Luo Changfeng's mind, and then laughed helplessly. He thought that after a thousand years, he could figure out some of the cunning fox anyway. Now it seems that even after another thousand years, he still can't keep up with the fox's steps. I actually forgot that you white fox are the best at illusions. If I had noticed this strange ice cube earlier, maybe I would have won this game.

The white fox family! These four words evoked many memories. After five hundred years and a thousand years, they are still so vivid, and everyone in the memory seems to live yesterday. There is no if in the world, and if there is, I will not be the only one left in the white fox family. There was a faint sadness in his words, and no one knew how deep the wound in Mo Li's heart was.

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The first update has come to this point, and the results are still so bleak. It seems that God is going to give me a great responsibility.