The royal family of the Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 863 Accident

In the vast white light, thousands of flying swords are suspended in it. All the flying swords, all the soldiers arch the emperor, arch in one direction. And in that position, a simple silver-and-white sword suddenly appeared!

One sword subdues ten thousand swords!

Seeing this iconic scene, facing the owner of the ice palace in the west, he immediately blurted out a low voice: "Emperor of the Sword Sect!", which seemed to be in response to the low cry of the owner of the ice palace. In an instant, ten thousand swords chanted like dragons and tigers. In the western sky, the vast white light suddenly soared!

"Boom!"

The white light flashed, and a vast sword light suddenly fell from the western sky. This sword, collapsing the sky and the earth, simply has the tendency to split the sky and the earth!

Today, from west to east, it is like a wave of water, as if it has been split in half. And the sword spirit, which is tens of millions of miles long, is vast and unparalleled. It directly drags the owner of the ice palace, the unicorn demon saint, and the fire real person to the bottom of the sword, and wipes all three people with one sword!

All three of them are the top giants in the infinite magic realm, and there are also powerful magic weapons such as three elephant magic weapons in their hands. However, in the face of the emperor's slaughter of the heaven and the earth, the sword spirit that exterminates everything can't help but change color one after another.

The time to choose the sword of "Diyi" is very clever. It happened that the three of them fought fiercely. When the battle was in full play, they restrained each other, and no one could care of him!

"Fire Zhenren!" At the moment of danger, the owner of the cold ice palace shouted loudly, and Ling Li looked at Huo Zhenren. The meaning of the eyes is very clear. The two of them will join hands for the time being to deal with Diyi.

It's not the first time for Jian Zhenren to fight with the owner of the Ice Palace. "I don't know what he means. Both of them are martial arts giants, and no one wants to do the thing that the crane clam competes with each other and is profited by others.

"This retribution comes so fast!"

The real fire sighed slightly and turned to the "little magic wheel" and turned to the earth-shaking sword spirit of the West. Almost at the same time, the owner of the ice palace also turned the three elephant magic weapon "the source of ice" to the west.

She frowned and looked solemn. It is not the first time that the two have fought with this Jianzong Emperor. His martial arts are still secondary." The quaint silver sword in his hand is urged to move, indestructible, cutting the sky and the earth, and the power is incredible. Even the top artifact such as the Sanxiang magic weapon can't help him chopping down a few swords one after another!

That simple sword is so threatening that both she and Huo Zhenren are very afraid. Now the four palaces of fire, earth, ice and Gengjin, if you can't provoke, try not to provoke this person!

"Hey, good boy, it's a good time!"

Huo Zhenren and the Ice Palace turned the muzzle of the gun, and the same to the outside world, the pressure of the Kirin Demon Saint was suddenly greatly reduced. The owner of the Palace of the Earth smiled strangely and directly withdrew from the battle group.

"Boom!"

The little magic wheel and the source of ice" two ice and fire sacred weapons joined hands, and the Taotao flame and ice were suddenly intertwined with the emperor's magnificent sword spirit. In an flash, the flames were shining, and the sound was shocking.

At this moment, a Qinglang voice, with a slight shock and accident, suddenly sounded in the center of the battle: "Diyi? It's you!!"

This voice came very abruptly. The three giants were all surprised. Within a thousand miles, they were all within their true pressure range. Who can't hide it from their eyes and ears. And this sound is made from the center of the war. At such a close distance, not to mention being involved by the strength of the war, it is impossible to find the martial arts cultivation of the three giants alone.

However, the fact is that despite hearing the sound, neither the fire real person, the unicorn demon saint, nor the ice palace owner found the source of the sound.

However, the latter seemed to suddenly think of something. His face changed greatly in an instant, and he exclaimed, "Impossible!", "Buzz!"

seemed to respond to the worst guess in the heart of the owner of the ice palace, which made her uneasy.

Between the lightning and fire, the delicate body of the owner of the ice palace shook violently, and a transparent ice crystal suddenly popped out of her arms, rose in the air, and immediately expanded for miles.

In this ice crystal, the figure is bright, and the figure of Shura Wuwang and Feng Taicang can be seen. But for all parties, Fang Yun, the most important martial artist, has disappeared.

The owner of the Ice Palace changed his expression and wanted to retreat in a hurry to seal Fang Yun, but it was still too late. Fang Yun dared to show his existence, which means that he had considered all kinds of possibilities and would not give him such an opportunity at all.

"Bun!" The light flashed, and Fang Yun manipulated the "Billions of Space To escape Dafa". Between the lightning and fire, it appeared ghostly behind the owner of the ice palace, with a heavy print on her shoulder.

This palm was so fast that it didn't give her room to dodge at all.

"Ah!——"

The owner of the Ice Palace was attacked by the enemy. At the moment when Fang Yun's palm was imprinted on his back, he finally couldn't help screaming. The strong pain stimulated her hair like a cloud, but Fang Yun's palm also aroused her fierceness, and even the sword spirit that came to the emperor's face was temporarily forgotten by him.

"I want your life!"

When has the owner of the Ice Palace suffered this kind of loss? He tried his best to kill Fang Yun with the emperor's sword. With his left palm turned over, the giant of the infinite demon realm slapped Fang Yun like lightning. While waving his palms, it is still as cold as the tide, freezing the world.

Fang Yun looked calm. Facing the palm of the Lord of the Ice Palace, he didn't care at all. He just sneered, "I'm afraid you don't have this kind of ability!"

"Boom!"

Fang Yun turned over his palm and slapped the same palm, intersecting with the palm of the owner of the ice palace. At the same time, the sword spirit of the emperor's outbreak was also overwhelming, under the hood.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Three loud noises in a row, the first was the double applause of Fang Yun and the owner of the Ice Palace, and the second and third were the emperor's unparalleled sword spirit, which fell on the two people.

After three sounds, the two sides separated, and there was silence in the void.

All eyes are focused on the owner of the Ice Palace and Fang Yun. The fight between the two is undoubtedly the most unexpected factor in this fight.

"Wow! One--"

Ten feet away, Jing Zai, the owner of the Ice Palace, was scattered, and the hairpin had already been cut off by Di Yi's sword spirit, and his cloud-like hair was scattered. Her chest fluctuated sharply, covering her right shoulder left and right, and a wisp of blood flowed out of her fingers. On the top of her head, the huge ice lotus transformed by the three-ephant magic weapon "Source of Ice" protected her head. It was this magic weapon that blocked the emperor's indestructible blow.

The owner of the Ice Palace didn't say a word, but stared fiercely at him not far away. Her eyes were gloomy and terrible, as if she wanted to choose someone. What breaks this suffocating silence is the sound of a bell.

"The shelf!"

As soon as the light converged, Fang Yun collected the clock of heaven and earth and slowly walked out of it.

"The Lord of the Ice Palace" is very polite. We pay back one, and now, we don't owe each other.

Fang Yun looked at the owner of the ice palace and smiled indifferently. His hair, clothes, and body are covered with a layer of frost, but the layer of white frost is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn thing, why didn't you die!"

The owner of the Ice Palace stared at Fang Yun with hatred. She clearly remembered that she had frozen all the real qi in Shura Wuwang, Fang Yun and Feng Taicang, together with their [body], and in fact, she did it. But that's exactly what happened. On the contrary, she couldn't release her. She didn't understand that Fang Yun might escape from her seal.

"I'm very sorry" let the palace owner down."

Fang Yun said with a smile. He was very clear about the doubts of the owner of the Ice Palace, but he had no intention to explain it at all.

This female giant in the infinite magic realm has indeed reached an appalling level in the cultivation of the true spirit of the ice system. This can be seen from the fact that King Shura was frozen in an instant. However, Fang Yun is not as miserable as King Shura Wu.

Speaking of which, all this is due to Fang Yun's harvest in the wilderness. At the beginning, in Minghuang, Fang Yun sealed several generals of Minghuang. On them, he got the "Xuanbing Magic Kungfu" that can only be practiced by the top strong men in Minghuang.

This skill is from yin to cold. In the same level, all martial artists outside the wilderness will be restrained by three points in the face of Xuanbing magic skills. Even when Fang Yun met the general of Minghuang for the first time, he suffered a hidden loss.

The true qi of the owner of the ice palace is much more domineering and colder than the "Xuanbing magic power". However, if you want to completely freeze Fang Yun, who has the "Xuanbing magic power", you still can't do it. More than that, when he was frozen by the owner of the ice palace, Fang Yun realized some truth from the unique true spirit of the owner of the ice palace. Make your "Xuanbing Shen Gong" more powerful. To some extent, the owner of the Ice Palace is helping Fang Yun practice his skills, which has improved his ice magic skills a lot.

"Buzz!"

With one finger in the right hand, the clock of heaven and earth rose several times, and a huge ice crystal was spit out under the mouth of the clock. Just when the sword spirit came, Fang Yun also protected this ice crystal in the "Heaven and Earth Clock".

Fang Yun stretched out his finger and gently touched the huge ice crystal. A stream of cold air from cloudy to cold immediately poured into his [body] and was absorbed by him to grow the "Xuanbing magic power" in the [body]!

Seeing this scene, how could the owner of the Ice Palace not understand that he completely miscalculated. She snorted heavily, then turned her head, silently adjusted her strength, and adjusted the injury in the [body].

When his eyes glanced at a slight crack on the lotus huā transformed by the "source of ice", even at this moment when the main city of the cold ice palace was extremely deep, he couldn't help showing a heartache look. He took a fierce look at the West and all the directions of the emperor.

The sword spirit of Jianzong is too domineering, and the simple sword is even more powerful and horrible. Even if the "source of ice" is an authentic three-ele magic weapon, it was cut out of a crack after receiving the emperor's sword.

Fang Yun is not as resentful as the owner of the Ice Palace. The material of the heaven and earth Wanhua clock is very unique. Although the power of the sword-shaped magic weapon in the emperor's hand is shocking, even the three elephant magic weapon can be split, it can't split the heaven and earth Wanhua clock!

"Shura Wuwang, Feng Taicang, you can avoid it in my magic weapon first."

Fang Yun showed both of them. After the ice thawed, Feng Taicang and King Shura naturally resumed their mobility.

"Hmm. That's fine, too."

The two did not refuse. Even if Feng Taicang knew that the posture and lineup in front of him were their current strength, which they could not intervene.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the clock of heaven and earth fluctuated, Fang Yun still covered the two people in the space inside the clock...