Chapter 435 Exploration

"Hehe! Brother Yiyuan, do you think our relationship can be called 'an old acquaintance'?

"Brother Qin's words are bad! Maybe the relationship between you and me in the Holy Gate is not very good, but at this moment. Now that the door owner has sent us down the mountain, it is a time of turbulence and changes. Our brothers should work hand in hand to advance together. What is such a small resentment in the past?

Hearing the word holy gate with his own ears, Fang Qiuyao's heart buzzed, as if he had witnessed a majestic mountain collapse and fall into the abyss. His mouth was full of mixed flavors, most of which was bitterness.

The boy in ma yi qing jia opposite told the truth, but Brother Han did not deny...

Anger only rose in his chest at the beginning, and then gradually extinguished, leaving only a burst of grief. Brother Han, he treats me like a teacher and friend, and has saved my life many times, and his martial arts skills are the best choice. How can such a person be the devil? However, the reality is undeniable...

God, are you playing tricks on me?

At this moment, the hesitation in the young master of the Hunjiang Gang even exceeded the sadness when he was coldly rejected by Miss Ye...

Yu Hanyan glanced at him and saw the change of expression on his face, so he quietly moved his arm back a little.

In the field, the dialogue between Fang Yiyuan and Qin Yan continued.

"Brother Qin, you and I have no deep hatred in the past. Since we happened to meet here today, why don't we shake hands and make peace andmou a big event together?"

"Haha, forget it. Different ways don't collage with each other. I have already learned the power of Brother Yiyuan."

"Brother Qin doesn't have to refuse so early. Let's think more about it. My younger brother is very sincere. Sister Gong, why don't you persuade Brother Qin?"

Gong Yunxiu smiled faintly and didn't make a sound.

Qin Yan laughed a few times, took two steps forward, slowly glanced at Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha's faces, and said loudly, "Brother Yiyuan, there is no need to be polite between us. Since you have the intention to explore my reality, you don't have to be so pretentious. Why don't you come and confirm it in person?

Fang Yiyuan raised his eyebrows, and there was a trace of grimness in his eyebrows: "Since Brother Qin said so, I'm not polite." He probably believed that Qin Yan was supporting the scene and didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and decided to gamble. He sneered from his lips, and the bamboo stick in his palm danced gently. He heard the strong wind roaring. The cold ice wave swept towards Qin Yan, and a large area of clear blue color occupied the view. In an instant, the polar cold that spread over the body seemed to end the freezing of the world.

Frost flowers appeared in the sky, and the white fog was covered with depression. At this time, Fang Yiyuan exposed his fierceness and summoned a storm and snow, intending to take down Qin Yan with thunder.

Annihilation - three thousand miles of ice!

Only half a moment behind Fang Yiyuan, Song Qingsha also floated out at this moment. The sleeve robe was thrown, and a touch of green came out of the robe. It quickly extended into a whip full of thorns in the air, making a sad sound of breaking into the air, blending into the sad wind and snow, and swept away to Qin Yan's face.

After a period of getting along with each other, the cooperation between the two is more tacit.

The ice and snow were coming, and the surface of Qin Yan's skin was covered with a dark blue color because of the cold, but he did not feel uncomfortable at all. His body has long withstood the hardship of the ice hell, and even his spiritual power has been transformed into ice and cold attributes. Fang Yiyuan tried his best to seal three thousand miles of ice, which was just a cool breeze for him.

But he couldn't let the ice and snow rage, because several people behind him couldn't stand the cold and moaned slightly. Ye Ying's tongue was stiff, and even if Fang Qiuyao was in front of him, he felt a little uncomfortable. Before the ice particles flying in mid-air came, the frost flowers from the cold had climbed up her neck, chained into a chain around her throat, and penetrated into her body. Her face gradually turned black, and her mouth groaned with difficulty. Liu Wanyun noticed this and hurriedly took her into his arms.

Qin Yan raised his Zen stick and recited a Buddha's name silently. A golden light gushed out of his body and burned like a flame. The cold and piercing wind blew in front of him, making a buzzing explosion, and the ice crumbs and snow grains melted close, completely blocking the cold chill. Song Qingsha's rattan whip hit the Zen stick, and after a bang, it was shattered by the turbulent Buddha's light.

Fang Yiyuan reacted and immediately increased the output of spiritual power, and more and more waves of frost came one after another. The space in front of Qin Yan completely turned into a sea of ice and snow, and the stormy waves piled up one after another in the cold roar, hitting his head on the isolated island where he was located.

The Buddha fire ignited by the blood was hit to such a degree, and the light gradually dimmed, dizzy and swaying, and seemed to be about to go out.

Qin Yan is not familiar with the use of Buddha's true words, and he does not intend to compete with Fang Yiyuan, a warlock who can attract the aura of heaven and earth. Seeing that the Buddha's light was crumbling and was about to resist, he shouted, "Senior sister, help me block it!"

While the words fell, he took the Zen stick and pushed away the long-accumulated power against the cold current. It was a colder and colder force than Fang Yiyuan's frozen three thousand miles. He suddenly tore open a corner of the covered frost curtain. Qin Yan's body shook and flashed into the ice and snow in front of him, like a shadow shuttling through the vast and gloomy waves and came to Fang Yiyuan in an instant.

Fang Yiyuan was shocked and fell back. He waved the wooden stick in his hand and quickly recited another obscure spell in his mouth. The unfinished cold air condensed again, and countless frost and fogs poured in from around him, converging, oppressing and condensing in front of him. The endless cold sealed in a narrow space, forming a diamond-like wall of ice crystals.

Qin Yan stretched out his left hand and pointed to the ice crystal wall reflecting a thrilling and magnificent luster. His five fingers stood side by side, and the power of blood pressed against the top of the edge of the blade, and the silent impact ripples splashed everywhere. After a moment, dense cracks spread on the ice crystal wall, and the debris splashed. Qin Yan stopped in front of the ice wall and covered his whole body with a magnificent halo of polyhedra ice crumbs. Then, the ice crystal wall cracked silently and could no longer maintain a stable structure, scattered like dust and gravel.

Fang Yiyuan's proud "guardian wall" only blocked his time in the blink of an eye.

In this short period of time, Fang Yi had no time to prepare another spell. He only ran back for about ten steps, and suddenly arched his back and coughed violently. He barely maintained his balance with a wand, and his face, which was not blocked by long hair, showed an extremely pale color.