Chapter 243 Joint

Mr. Qianhan stretched out his hand, and a sword appeared in his hand. The body of the sword is white, and you can feel a chill in your heart from afar.

"Good sword!" Li Futu couldn't help praising the sword.

"It's not quiet enough here. Let's clean up the environment first!" Mr. Qianhan said coldly.

"Yes, that's right. How can the dispute between you and me be disturbed? Li Futu nodded in approval.

The man in black listened, and his face changed greatly. They quickly turned into streamers and rushed to the sky.

Li Futu smiled, and the feather fan in his hand fluffed gently, and a strange fluctuation came out of the space.

"Ah..." Those who ran away struggled in horror one by one. They found that there seemed to be a powerful force pulling their feet so that they could not fly.

With a flash of white light, everyone froze into ice sculptures. The ice sculptures are lifelike, maintaining their final expressions.

A white light shot at Gongsun Xuan and sank into his body. But he still stood there without being frozen.

Mr. Qianhan was a little surprised to see Gongsun Xuan's intact war. The long sword in his hand waved again, and the cold sword spirit crossed the space, making the space tremble, "woo"

"Bang." The sword spirit was blocked by an invisible force in front of Gongsun Xuan.

"I didn't expect that there were still masters hiding." Li Futu said with a smile.

Mr. Qianhan snorted coldly, and the murderous atmosphere in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the white sword, with a roar, roared towards Gongsun Xuan, wanting to pierce Gongsun Xuan's body.

There was a smile in Gongsun Xuan's eyes. He was worried that no one would practice, but now someone came up to practice for himself. He waved his fist, and there was a fist on his fist.

Boom, a strong wind raged around, freezing all the creatures passing by to pieces. The white flying sword flew back backwards.

Gongsunxuan looked at the punch just now, and there was a trace of excitement on his face. After absorbing the evil spirit, his Changsheng Zhenyuan has increased several times. After years of perception, he can show his fists.

Fighting is more powerful and destructive than fist strength.

Seeing that Gongsun Xuan actually shocked his precious magic weapon with a physical punch alone, Qianhan's face became more cold.

Li Futu, who was beside him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be very surprised that Gongsun Xuan could take over Mr. Qianhan's move, but he did not move. Instead, he flew back, withdrew a few miles, and gave up the battlefield to the two.

"If your strength is only a little, you will be so disappointed." Gongsun Xuan looked at Mr. Qianhan and said.

"Hmm. Yes, your strength can really make me face it. However, after I took action, there were only dead people and no living people. Today, I will turn you into an ice sculpture. Qianhan's cold face showed a trace of evil smile. He reached out and grabbed the flying sword, and his arms became snow-white. He shouted, "Sword of Snowflakes!"

"Hum." With his shouting, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped, and snow-white snowflakes fell from the sky.

Each snowflake slowly floats down with a cold sword spirit. These snowflakes did not fall to the ground, but rotated in the air, covering Gongsun Xuan.

Gongsun Xuan looked at the snowflakes and felt the powerful sword spirit contained in it. He opened his arms and let the snowflakes fall on him.

Seeing that Gongsun Xuan took his move so boldly, Mr. Qianhan showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth. But soon, his eye holes contracted and he was extremely shocked.

"What a cold sword spirit, what a domineering sword spirit." Gongsun Xuan praised.

Gongsun Xuan's whole body was surrounded by snowflakes, but those snowflakes did not freeze him into ice sculptures or smash him into ice slag.

"Impossible?" Mr. Qianhan couldn't believe his eyes. His "Snowflake Sword" is extremely powerful. Even if he is also a practitioners who survived the disaster period, it is impossible to follow this sword so easily.

It was Li Futu, who stood in the distance watching. His original smiling face disappeared, and his eyes showed solemnity, and a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time.

He found that the young man in front of him could not see through at all. You know, you are about to overcome the disaster, and there are still people you can't see through. Moreover, he has never heard of such a young master.

Gongsun Xuan suddenly turned his head, looked at Li Futu and said, "Come with me. He can't have beaten me."

Mr. Qianhan listened to Gongsun Xuan's words. His face became extremely ugly, and his cold face was a little ferocious. He opened his mouth and spit out a white light. The white light flashed into the flying sword and disappeared, but the flying sword exuded a stronger chill.

He threw his sword to the ground, inserted half of the tip of the sword into the ground, hit a strange fingerprint, and shouted, "Three feet frozen."

With the sword as the center, the ground freezes quickly. The air is filled with a strong cold air.

The cold enveloped Gongsun Xuan and wanted to freeze him into ice sculptures.

"Hey, carving bug skills." Gongsun Xuan laughed. As soon as he opened his mouth and sucked, a strong suction came out of his mouth, and the cold air between heaven and earth suddenly turned into a long dragon, which quickly penetrated into his mouth and was swallowed into his stomach.

As soon as the cold air enters the abdomen, it turns into a cold current, penetrates into the meridians, and is absorbed by the Changsheng Zhenyuan.

Looking at his coldness being swallowed, Mr. Qianhan was a little petrified. He has never seen anyone dare to swallow the cold air. Even if he practices ice skills, he dares not swallow it.

"Burial." Behind Gongsun Xuan, Li Futu shouted loudly.

The ground couldn't help shaking. Where Gongsun Xuan stood, the ground suddenly cracked a bottomless crack, like a devil opening his mouth. Gongsun Xuan didn't investigate for a moment, and his whole body fell down.

Gongsun Xuan fell into the crack of the ground, and the originally cracked ground suddenly healed, and it seemed that there had never been a crack.

Mr. Qianhan looked coldly at Li Futu, who was not far away, and was slightly relieved. This unknown young man is so powerful. He is a wizard in the world of cultivation. In just a few hundred years, he has cultivated to the middle of Yuanying, and he is about to reach the later stage and is ready to overcome the disaster. And the pressure brought by this young man is too great.

"Now, only you and I are left." Li Futu shook the feather fan in his hand and smiled slightly.

"Good calculation." Mr. Qianhan said coldly.

"I'm flattered. I don't know, how much combat power do you still have now? Li Futu asked with a smile.

"Huh, do you want to kill me? It depends on whether you have that strength." Mr. Qianhan took a deep breath and was extremely vigilant.

"If it had been before, I might have been comparable to you. Unfortunately, the battle between you and that man just now consumed at least 30% of the power. And I have more mana than you. It's enough to kill you. Li Futu put the feather fan in a stack and put it into the storage bag.

"The ground thorn."

A bucket of thick thorns suddenly bulged on the ground.

Mr. Qianhan was already prepared and flew up. With a slap, the cold wind suddenly roared between heaven and earth, and the endless cold air rolled up.

Boom, at this time, the ground suddenly exploded, and a tall figure rushed out from the ground.

As soon as the man came out, he was slightly stunned when he saw the two people fighting in the outside world, but then laughed.

"When did the two dogs bite each other?" Gongsun Xuan said sarcastically.

Seeing Gongsun Xuan suddenly come out, the two people in the battle immediately stopped and looked at him coldly.

A trace of doubt flashed in Li Futu's eyes. He was very clear about the power of his move. Even practitioners of the same level as him could not get out of trouble so soon. Originally, I wanted to trap the other party for three hours and use these hours to quickly solve Mr. Qianhan. But now, the other party has been trapped for less than a quarter of an hour. This made him more dignified.

"How about we join hands to kill him first?" Li Futu sent a voice to Mr. Qianhan.

"Good. I hope you don't do that stupid thing when you join hands. Mr. Qianhan responded.

For him, the two people in front of him, the strange and burly young man, put too much pressure on himself, and he could not win alone. In this case, he had to work together.

He is also a smart man. He secretly warned Li Futu not to make thunder and rain at that time, and he will not work hard, so that the two of them will lose both of them first, so that they can sit down and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"Of course." A trace of sarcasm flashed in Li Futu's eyes.