Chapter 542 Chu Qiubai's Strength
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Tie Zhong
As soon as Chu Qiubai finished speaking, an incomparably astonishing aura surged around him immediately.
A stream of hoarfrost-like air swept around his body, forming layer after layer of white barriers.
The zhenqi he cultivated is obviously of ice attribute.
In an instant, the entire arena space became bitterly cold, as if it had entered the depths of winter, and even some people near the arena felt the chill coming, and unconsciously wrapped their robes tightly .
Chu Qiubai walked step by step, leaving snow-white footprints on the ring. The further he walked, the more amazing the momentum around him became, and the howling chill became more piercing.
At the same time, an unimaginably terrifying cold air also swept towards Wei Yi. The cold wind was bitter, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar cave.
Even with Wei Yi's cultivation and physical fitness, he couldn't help but feel a little cold and numb.
"interesting--"
Wei Yi chuckled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally became serious.
I have to admit that Chu Qiubai was able to achieve such a great reputation because he did have some skills, and he was not the kind of person with a vain reputation.
"Wei Yi, let me ask you, why did you frame the princess?"
Chu Qiubai asked coldly.
Obviously he still cares about this matter very much.
"Princess?"
Wei Yi blinked, and immediately thought of the glamorous princess Wu Jing in his mind, recalling some things about the two of them, he couldn't help laughing.
"Oh, you're talking about her, yes, she's beautiful, and we... well, we had a great time."
"Why? We have a very good relationship. How could we frame her? I'm afraid you made a mistake."
Wei Yi said vaguely, but Chu Qiubai's face suddenly became ugly.
In his heart, Wu Jing has always been a goddess-like existence, unattainable and pure, how could he allow someone like Wei Yi to insult her.
"I am going to kill you!"
The anger in Chu Qiubai's heart has obviously accumulated to a certain level, staring at Wei Yi, he said through gritted teeth.
People who didn't know thought that he and Wei Yi had the same hatred of killing their father and mother.
"Hehe, there are many people who want to kill me, but so far no one has succeeded. On the contrary, countless people have died at my hands. Do you want to try too?" Wei Yi sneered, his eyes You Ran stared at Chu Qiubai and asked.
"arrogant!"
Chu Qiubai smiled mockingly, with an expression of undisguised disdain, his right hand was a little empty, and a vortex suddenly appeared.
Immediately after, a snow-white figure of a foreign bird appeared, which was Chu Qiubai's martial spirit.
The incomparably powerful soul power immediately flooded the entire area, and Chu Qiubai's cultivation momentum also rose rapidly.
Seeing this, Wei Yi couldn't help frowning slightly. Since he devoured half of the dragon's soul power last time, his martial soul, like Xun He, was in a closed state. Obviously, he couldn't summon it out to fight against the enemy this time.
"But to deal with this, you don't need to summon Martial Soul!"
Wei Yi raised his hands, and two strange flames swirled out immediately. The red crystal true flame and the black water evil flame instantly turned into two huge fire pythons steaming with flames, and they rushed towards the white strange bird martial soul together.
Although the two supernatural fires lack intelligence, they still take advantage of two against one, and there is no problem in dealing with them in a short period of time.
At the same time, Wei Yi immediately activated the "Chi Rong Fire Nerve", and Chi Rong's true energy immediately spread from the dantian.
The defensive martial skill of the flame dragon armor was activated, and in the blink of an eye, a huge armor completely condensed by the flame qi was formed.
The billowing heat spread, and crimson flames swept across Wei Yi's body, and those whizzing icy air currents were repelled in an instant, and it was impossible to get close to Wei Yi at all.
In the blink of an eye, Wei Yi reversed the situation, and under the control of his divine sense, the two strange fires even counterattacked frequently.
"Humph!"
Seeing this, Chu Qiubai snorted coldly, and a gloomy expression appeared on his handsome face, and the unhappiness in his heart became more intense.
He didn't delay any longer, and with a wave of his right hand, a pleasant sword chant sounded suddenly.
The void shattered, and a white light and shadow flashed, which suddenly turned into a mysterious white sword.
This sword is named Yuan Xue, and it is one of the inherited swords of the Love Sword Sect.
Although it is not a real magic weapon, it is also a top-notch weapon, and its value cannot be measured.
What's more, this Yuanxue sword fits well with Chu Qiubai's practice, and it can exert [-]% power in his hands.
"I'll let you see today, what is real swordsmanship."
Chu Qiubai knew that Wei Yi came from the Overlord School, and that the overall strength of the Overlord School was much stronger than that of the Qingjian School, but he still didn't pay much attention to it.
Because in his opinion, Overlord Sect is famous for boxing, and is not good at swordsmanship at all.
And Wei Yi has always been known as a swordsman, he probably is a half-baked guy, since the Overlord Sect doesn't have any inheritance of swordsmanship, how could Wei Yi learn any superb swordsmanship.
This point is far inferior to the orthodox kendo sect of Love Sword Sect.
"Snow swordsmanship."
After the voice fell, Chu Qiubai's figure disappeared in the same place instantly,
Looking around, he could no longer be seen, only countless flying snow filled the entire sky.
The cold wind howled, the snow was flying, and a burst of sword energy suddenly burst out in the middle, strangling towards Wei Yi like a gust of wind.
Murderous intent hidden in the snow!
Wei Yi's face changed slightly, and he had to retreat again and again, but the faster he retreated, the faster Feixue chased him.
"Is this the Sword Intent of Snow?"
Wei Yi raised his right hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword immediately appeared in his hand, and he activated it without hesitation.
Pure Yang Sword Intent was cast.
The blazing sun appeared in the sky, and the warm light shone down on the earth. The snowflakes melted suddenly one after another. Wei Yi chopped down with a sword, and Chu Qiubai's figure in the void was immediately forced out.
However, he didn't have the slightest intention of panic, but his face became more and more cold and ugly.
"Storm—"
His voice sounded again, and the force of the wind and snow suddenly became more than ten times stronger, which in turn suppressed Wei Yi's pure Yang sword intent.
Wei Yi keenly discerned that what Chu Qiubai grasped was not the Sword Intent of Snow, but the fusion of Sword Intent of Wind and Sword Intent of Snow, which had perfectly fit together and transformed into Sword Intent of Wind and Snow.
For a moment, Wei Yi seemed to be full of danger and murderous intent.
Wei Yi's face couldn't help becoming solemn, except for the time when he fought against Li Miaofu, this was the second time he felt pressured by his peers' swordsmanship.
"It's a pity that I haven't mastered the Yin-Yang sword intent yet."
"However, even if you don't master it, it should be enough to crack the Wind and Snow Sword Intent."
Without saying a word, Wei Yi immediately mobilized both the Pure Yang Sword Intent and the Black Night Sword Intent.
Amidst the howling wind, a black and white horse that swept across the sky broke through the sky in an instant, and with a single strike, everything collapsed.
A stream of hoarfrost-like air swept around his body, forming layer after layer of white barriers.
The zhenqi he cultivated is obviously of ice attribute.
In an instant, the entire arena space became bitterly cold, as if it had entered the depths of winter, and even some people near the arena felt the chill coming, and unconsciously wrapped their robes tightly .
Chu Qiubai walked step by step, leaving snow-white footprints on the ring. The further he walked, the more amazing the momentum around him became, and the howling chill became more piercing.
At the same time, an unimaginably terrifying cold air also swept towards Wei Yi. The cold wind was bitter, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar cave.
Even with Wei Yi's cultivation and physical fitness, he couldn't help but feel a little cold and numb.
"interesting--"
Wei Yi chuckled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally became serious.
I have to admit that Chu Qiubai was able to achieve such a great reputation because he did have some skills, and he was not the kind of person with a vain reputation.
"Wei Yi, let me ask you, why did you frame the princess?"
Chu Qiubai asked coldly.
Obviously he still cares about this matter very much.
"Princess?"
Wei Yi blinked, and immediately thought of the glamorous princess Wu Jing in his mind, recalling some things about the two of them, he couldn't help laughing.
"Oh, you're talking about her, yes, she's beautiful, and we... well, we had a great time."
"Why? We have a very good relationship. How could we frame her? I'm afraid you made a mistake."
Wei Yi said vaguely, but Chu Qiubai's face suddenly became ugly.
In his heart, Wu Jing has always been a goddess-like existence, unattainable and pure, how could he allow someone like Wei Yi to insult her.
"I am going to kill you!"
The anger in Chu Qiubai's heart has obviously accumulated to a certain level, staring at Wei Yi, he said through gritted teeth.
People who didn't know thought that he and Wei Yi had the same hatred of killing their father and mother.
"Hehe, there are many people who want to kill me, but so far no one has succeeded. On the contrary, countless people have died at my hands. Do you want to try too?" Wei Yi sneered, his eyes You Ran stared at Chu Qiubai and asked.
"arrogant!"
Chu Qiubai smiled mockingly, with an expression of undisguised disdain, his right hand was a little empty, and a vortex suddenly appeared.
Immediately after, a snow-white figure of a foreign bird appeared, which was Chu Qiubai's martial spirit.
The incomparably powerful soul power immediately flooded the entire area, and Chu Qiubai's cultivation momentum also rose rapidly.
Seeing this, Wei Yi couldn't help frowning slightly. Since he devoured half of the dragon's soul power last time, his martial soul, like Xun He, was in a closed state. Obviously, he couldn't summon it out to fight against the enemy this time.
"But to deal with this, you don't need to summon Martial Soul!"
Wei Yi raised his hands, and two strange flames swirled out immediately. The red crystal true flame and the black water evil flame instantly turned into two huge fire pythons steaming with flames, and they rushed towards the white strange bird martial soul together.
Although the two supernatural fires lack intelligence, they still take advantage of two against one, and there is no problem in dealing with them in a short period of time.
At the same time, Wei Yi immediately activated the "Chi Rong Fire Nerve", and Chi Rong's true energy immediately spread from the dantian.
The defensive martial skill of the flame dragon armor was activated, and in the blink of an eye, a huge armor completely condensed by the flame qi was formed.
The billowing heat spread, and crimson flames swept across Wei Yi's body, and those whizzing icy air currents were repelled in an instant, and it was impossible to get close to Wei Yi at all.
In the blink of an eye, Wei Yi reversed the situation, and under the control of his divine sense, the two strange fires even counterattacked frequently.
"Humph!"
Seeing this, Chu Qiubai snorted coldly, and a gloomy expression appeared on his handsome face, and the unhappiness in his heart became more intense.
He didn't delay any longer, and with a wave of his right hand, a pleasant sword chant sounded suddenly.
The void shattered, and a white light and shadow flashed, which suddenly turned into a mysterious white sword.
This sword is named Yuan Xue, and it is one of the inherited swords of the Love Sword Sect.
Although it is not a real magic weapon, it is also a top-notch weapon, and its value cannot be measured.
What's more, this Yuanxue sword fits well with Chu Qiubai's practice, and it can exert [-]% power in his hands.
"I'll let you see today, what is real swordsmanship."
Chu Qiubai knew that Wei Yi came from the Overlord School, and that the overall strength of the Overlord School was much stronger than that of the Qingjian School, but he still didn't pay much attention to it.
Because in his opinion, Overlord Sect is famous for boxing, and is not good at swordsmanship at all.
And Wei Yi has always been known as a swordsman, he probably is a half-baked guy, since the Overlord Sect doesn't have any inheritance of swordsmanship, how could Wei Yi learn any superb swordsmanship.
This point is far inferior to the orthodox kendo sect of Love Sword Sect.
"Snow swordsmanship."
After the voice fell, Chu Qiubai's figure disappeared in the same place instantly,
Looking around, he could no longer be seen, only countless flying snow filled the entire sky.
The cold wind howled, the snow was flying, and a burst of sword energy suddenly burst out in the middle, strangling towards Wei Yi like a gust of wind.
Murderous intent hidden in the snow!
Wei Yi's face changed slightly, and he had to retreat again and again, but the faster he retreated, the faster Feixue chased him.
"Is this the Sword Intent of Snow?"
Wei Yi raised his right hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword immediately appeared in his hand, and he activated it without hesitation.
Pure Yang Sword Intent was cast.
The blazing sun appeared in the sky, and the warm light shone down on the earth. The snowflakes melted suddenly one after another. Wei Yi chopped down with a sword, and Chu Qiubai's figure in the void was immediately forced out.
However, he didn't have the slightest intention of panic, but his face became more and more cold and ugly.
"Storm—"
His voice sounded again, and the force of the wind and snow suddenly became more than ten times stronger, which in turn suppressed Wei Yi's pure Yang sword intent.
Wei Yi keenly discerned that what Chu Qiubai grasped was not the Sword Intent of Snow, but the fusion of Sword Intent of Wind and Sword Intent of Snow, which had perfectly fit together and transformed into Sword Intent of Wind and Snow.
For a moment, Wei Yi seemed to be full of danger and murderous intent.
Wei Yi's face couldn't help becoming solemn, except for the time when he fought against Li Miaofu, this was the second time he felt pressured by his peers' swordsmanship.
"It's a pity that I haven't mastered the Yin-Yang sword intent yet."
"However, even if you don't master it, it should be enough to crack the Wind and Snow Sword Intent."
Without saying a word, Wei Yi immediately mobilized both the Pure Yang Sword Intent and the Black Night Sword Intent.
Amidst the howling wind, a black and white horse that swept across the sky broke through the sky in an instant, and with a single strike, everything collapsed.
