Chapter 312 Loyal Servant

"Drink!"

Yin Yifan's hands were imprinted, and the faint light in his eyes flashed, accompanied by a cold shout, just like an ice dragon breathing. Suddenly, a square centered on his whole person was covered with ice and snow in an instant, and there was an ice column of more than ten feet high, almost rising from the sky!

"Keng..."

In this way, it is naturally not over yet, but Yin Yifan's face is cold, and the fingerprints on his hands have changed continuously. Even a breathtaking chill burst out of his whole body. If you look closely, you can find that at this time, the blood on Yin Yifan's body surface was bulging, as if something was transporting rapidly.

"Oh!"

From beginning to end, Wei Mingchang did not take action. He just stood quietly a few feet in front of Yin Yifan, and naturally sneered on his face. He just wanted to see how long this boy, who seemed to have just entered the four-yuan realm, could jump in front of his eyes.

"Fight!"

Yin Yifan naturally has a panoramic view of how Wei Mingchang is at this time. But at this point, there was no room for the latter to hesitate any more. He immediately pushed with his hands, and with a low shout in his mouth, the whole piece of ice and snow covering the square swept up quickly and violently.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

With a strong cold wind, a strong breath suddenly spread. What followed was that the ice and snow floating all over the sky suddenly turned into countless huge palm prints. Although it seemed messy, the final direction was roaring towards Wei Ming.

"Tooth..."

Yin Yifan displayed the third mystery of the nine parts of the seal of dust in this way - fighting the seal of Prajna. The whole square was frozen in an instant, and those Xuanji guards and a group of criminals who were still fighting together at the previous moment seemed to have a father-killing hatred between them, and they couldn't help but float a layer of substantial frost on their surface. One by one, the whole person seemed to have just emerged from the ice cave. His face was blue, his body was trembling, and his hair was formed into ice. Between them, only the endless sound of upper and lower teeth echoed in their ears.

"Who the hell is this boy? What exactly is this strange ability?

"Han Bing, this guy won't be the controller of ice!"

"His power realm is only four yuan, but such an offensive has clearly reached the terrible strength that can kill a group of strong people in five yuan!"

"Wow...Wow... I'm freezing to death, but this is also good. Take the opportunity to escape!"

Among the criminals, most of them have hugged each other fiercely, with such a blue face and fighting lips and teeth. In addition, they can't help walking and swinging. If outsiders see such a scene, most of them can't help but praise it.

"Oh?"

I felt that the temperature around me seemed to have dropped dozens of degrees in an instant, and countless cold palm prints hit me in an instant. Wei Mingchang couldn't help but cast an admiring look at Yin Yifan, but that's all, far from making him panic.

"Huh! Ninety-eight days and nights in the extremely yin land. Today, you are a peerless strong man of six yuan and five cents, and I will also peel you off a layer of skin.

Yin Yifan seems to be a little embarrassed, but if anyone sees his face covered with dark blue at this moment, most of them still can't be despised.

"Siyuanjing has such strength, boy, how good it would be if you were my Xuanji Pavilion!"

Wei Mingchang actually had a trace of love and talent, but it was only at that moment. The next moment, when countless palm prints were about to bombard Wei Ming's body, the former lightly stamped his feet. With a circle of purple-red thunder arc shining around him. Suddenly, countless palm prints actually fell on the circle of thunder curtain that I don't know when to protect Wei Ming in the center.

"Zi! Zi! zi......”

The fall of each palm print can arouse a violent echo. Such a sizzling sound, Yin Yifan's heart was numb, but even so, after a moment, when all the palm prints fell, the purple-red thunder curtain surrounding Wei Ming Chang did not receive any damage, even the color, It has never been gloomy.

Wei Ming snorted, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth, glanced at Yin Yifan faintly, and said, "This move is almost the same to deal with ordinary five-yuan people, but if you want to deal with me, you will be a little crazy about it." With that, Wei Ming couldn't help laughing. Obviously, he seemed to want to break Yin Yifan's will one by one.

However, just before his sneer fell completely, his eyes suddenly opened violently. Immediately as if to respond to his suddenly beating heart, Yin Yifan's cold shouts also followed: "After fighting all the Prajna seal, only after fighting can there be a Prajna seal. Do you understand?"

"Bum!"

Just as Yin Yifan's sneer fell, it opened with the sound of a crisp icicle that had been broken. The huge icicle that had been standing in front of Yin Yifan since the beginning also suddenly exploded.

"Hum!"

There is light, soaring. The icicles as high as ten feet collapsed and opened, and the crystal ice grains seemed to have been summoned. Under the seal of Yin Yifan's hands, it condensed again in an instant.

It's the end.

The icicle is no longer an icicle. Suddenly, it is already a huge Buddha hand engraved with the ten thousand words of Buddhism in the palm of its hand. Pushing up, the momentum went extremely fast, and fell in front of the former in the blink of an eye when Wei Mingchang's heart was shocked. The momentum spread through the ages seems to have been extinct for several eras, and now it is necessary to be reborn again and overcome all the sins in the world.

"Prajna... It turned out to be like this! This nine parts of dust seems to be inextricably related to the Buddha sect..."

Yin Yifan muttered, and from his slightly dull look at this time, it could be seen that this result was obviously something he had not expected. The reason why I did this before was that I just manipulated it according to what was told in the Nine Departments of Dust.

In contrast, Wei Mingchang was completely exposed to the Prajna seal in the blink of an eye. The latter's fierceness was unexpected by him. At this moment, Wei Mingchang's heart was finally connected. The teenager in front of him was so strange and powerful that he obviously did not have it at his age. No wonder the nine-sky blue bird Ganlin also fell under the former's hands inexplicably. However, it's not just Gan Lin, but even he will suffer a big loss at this time.

"Boom!"

Although Wei Mingchang reacted at the fastest speed, even if he is a peerless strong man in the six-yuan and fifty-angle realm, he will naturally suffer some losses under the peerless and profound mind of "Nine Dusts".

This loss is neither big nor small.

Just when the purple-red thunderbolt suddenly rose and fell quickly. In the blink of an eye, Wei Ming's long figure has retreated by two feet. Two cracks on the ground that were plowed by the soles of his feet were shocking. But what's more shocking is the dozens of feet of land centered on the former. At this moment, it has collapsed under the explosion just now.

"Master, let's go!"

Although his achievements are quite fruitful, at this moment, Yin Yifan has no leisure time to praise himself. As soon as his palm print fell, he quickly swept his figure towards Qi Shen, trying to take him to escape as soon as possible. As long as you get out of this town and evil palace, the corridor of Xuanji Pavilion Palace will turn around a thousand times, and it is naturally easier to avoid.

"Boom!"

Yin Yifan is naturally not naive enough to think that he can defeat Wei Mingchang with his previous offensive. But I really didn't expect that Wei Mingchang would recover from his attack so quickly. Just as his outstretched palm was about to grab Qi Shen's clothes, a purple-red thunder arc relentlessly shook the latter away between the lightning.

After this heavy blow, Qi Shen couldn't help but be tense, and his face turned pale. The figure, which had been very withered, was even more depressed at this moment. In Yin Yifan's trembling eyes that were about to jump out of his eyes, Qi Shen's figure was instantly pulled away by a thunder arc and then fell to the ground dozens of feet away. Followed by a group of Xuanji guards who had just recovered from the cold, they rushed up fiercely and pressed him down and couldn't move.

"Humph, no wonder he broke in so recklessly. He turned out to be a loyal servant!"

The thunder arc just now naturally came from Wei Mingchang's hand. At this moment, his face was full of resentment against Yin Yifan, and his hatred was clear. No wonder that a powerful doctor Xuanji was blown away by a four-yuan boy, and his clothes were also ragged in several places. How could he suppress such anger?

"Get it up and take good care of it!"

Wei Ming's eyes stared at Yin Yifan, which contained an indescible meaning of drama. The words were very cold. Obviously, the other party only ordered a group of Xuanji guards who pressed down Qi Shen.

"Master!"

Yin Yifan's soul was scattered, and he only felt black in front of him. Qi Shen was arrested again, which clearly shows the purpose of his trip and has completely failed.

"Don't worry, you will be able to get together with your master soon!"

Wei Mingchang snorted coldly, and even his face was covered with a thick layer of gloom. Obviously, the famous "crusator" who shocked the whole Xuanji Empire has been completely angry. What followed was naturally a huge anger, no, it was thunder!