Chapter 1178 Thousand Frost Fist

The skeleton that suddenly appeared from the Fairy Lake was Gui Mo who was shot down into the Fairy Lake by Qin Ye before.

When he fell into the Fairy Lake, he thought he was certain to die. The poison in the lake corroded his flesh, but his soul was unexpectedly saved.

In fact, even he himself didn't know the reason. He guessed that maybe it was because he had been buried here long enough and his soul had long been poisoned, but over time, he had adapted to it.

But this is just his personal opinion.

No matter what the reason is, this is God giving him another chance to live, and he will naturally not waste it.

When he saw Qin Ye coming towards the black wooden coffin, Gui Mo was furious. If it weren't for Qin Ye, how could he be like this?

"You still have the nerve to come here!"

Gui Mo looked at Qin Ye murderously.

"I didn't expect that you are not dead yet."

Qin Ye looked at Gui Mo and said.

"How can I die so easily? If you leave now, I can spare your life!"

Gui Mo said coldly.

Gui Mo wants to kill Qin Ye, but he knows his purpose better, which is to snatch the immortal corpse. Now there are two people who have taken the lead. The longer he delays, the smaller the chance of grabbing the immortal corpse, so He could only let Qin Ye go first.

Therefore, after beheading Dou Li's 'dead corpse', he did not seek revenge from Qin Ye.

However, the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind was not stopping. He did not go to Qin Ye for revenge, but Qin Ye came to him instead.

Qin Ye looked at the black wooden coffin at Gui Mo's feet and said slowly: "I want this black wooden coffin."

"If you want it, just use your strength to grab it!"

Guimo sneered.

Qin Ye frowned and said little. He shot out both palms at Gui Mo's head like an overwhelming force.

"snort!"

Feeling Qin Ye's powerful palm force, Gui Mo snorted. He knew Qin Ye's strength, but he was also full of confidence in his own strength.

Gui Mo stretched out his hand, turned into a white ghost claw, and suddenly grabbed Qin Ye's chest.

"boom!"

A loud noise of "Bang!" spread in all directions. Qin Ye took two steps back, but Gui Mo was knocked away several meters away.

"Huh? How could this happen?"

Gui Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, Qin Ye's strength was completely beyond his expectation.

"It seems that your strength has dropped a lot."

Qin Ye said to Gui Mo.

Gui Mo's face changed slightly. He had always thought that his strength had not weakened, but he woke up after Qin Ye reminded him.

It turns out that it's not that Qin Ye's strength has become stronger, but that his strength has become weaker.

"wrong!"

He soon discovered that Qin Ye's strength had increased. Although his strength had indeed become weaker, he could not be repelled by Qin Ye with just one move.

"Thousand Frost Fist!"

Gui Mo was unconvinced and attacked Qin Ye again.

Thousand Frost Fist is a human skill, a skill that Gui Mo got by accident.

A punch is struck, which contains terrifying energy like stars. Between this punch, it is as if there are thousands of powerful warriors punching together. When these thousands of punches are combined into one punch, the terrifying power in it will be known. .

What's even more terrifying is that this punch directly blocked Qin Ye's space, making it impossible for Qin Ye to escape from the space and could only choose to fight hard.

If he had unleashed this punch at his peak, he would have even been able to fight Emperor Wu head-on.

It's just that because he has become weak now and his strength has been greatly reduced, the power he exerts is naturally not as good as before.

"A terrifying punch!"

When Tianjiu saw the power of this punch, he couldn't help but open his mouth in shock.

"This is Qian Shuang Fist!"

Bailiyun said calmly.

"Brother Baili, are you familiar with this boxing technique?"

Tian Wudao asked.

"This Thousand Frost Fist is only an earth-level top-notch technique, and it is not so powerful. However, this Ghost Clan Martial Saint is obviously a genius, and he has raised the power of this Thousand Frost Fist to a heaven-level one. This man must have been a powerful person when he was young. It’s a pity that Tianjiao has ended up like this.”

Baili Yun shook his head slightly and said.

"He is a Martial Saint after all. Even ordinary skills can be extremely powerful in his hands. I just don't know if his Thousand Frost Fist can defeat Qin Ye."

"After all, Qin Ye is too scary. If he continues to grow like this, I'm afraid we will all become his stepping stones."

Tian Wudao is in a very complicated mood now. He hopes that Qin Ye can defeat the opponent and seize the immortal corpse, but he also hopes that Qin Ye will be killed by the opponent and get rid of his own opponent. ..

Baili Yun noticed Tian Wudao's abnormality, smiled, and said nothing.

He didn't care whether Qin Ye lived or died. What he cared about was Leng Qingxi.

Seeing Gui Mo deliver such a terrifying punch, Qin Ye frowned and felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

He had fought against Gui Mo before and knew that the opponent was not easy to defeat. Even though he has become a little weak now, there is still a gap in realm between the two of them.

You know, sometimes, even a small gap in realm is like a difference in clouds and mud, and it is difficult to bridge.

"It seems like this is the only way."

Qin Ye smiled slightly and took out the Zhenwu Sword.

"Um?"

Seeing this, Gui Mo locked his eyes tightly on the long sword in Qin Ye's hand, with a flash of light in his eyes.

He didn't see that it was a fairy sword. He just saw that the sword in Qin Ye's hand was a magical weapon. If he could capture it, it might be useful to him.

Facing Gui Mo's Qian Shuang Fist, Qin Ye finally moved.

A sword light like a streak flew across the sky, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, sweeping towards the Thousand Frost Fist.

Qin Ye's sword light was like a sword from the immortal world.

It was dazzling, but people could not feel the slightest murderous intent.

This sword already contained a terrifying sword intent.

Although Qin Ye did not have a sword heart, his sword was no weaker than that of a sword master, and even made them look up to him.

His Tao heart had never wavered, and no matter how strong the sword heart was, it was not as solid as the Tao heart.

This sword slashed across the sky, flashed by, and the terrifying sword energy directly split the huge fist print and rushed straight to Gui Mo.

"Impossible! How can your sword have such great power!"

Gui Mo shouted in horror.

He himself was a martial saint, knowledgeable, and could not cut this sword with the strength of the martial honor realm.

But Qin Ye's sword not only cut out, but also was like the supreme sword cut by the peak sword master, and in an instant, it broke his Thousand Frost Fist.

Such a terrifying sword, even the Martial Saint was shocked.

"No! This Saint cannot die! This Saint must devour the corpse of the immortal and become the most powerful immortal at this time!"

"Qin Ye, this Saint admits that you are really powerful, but you are dreaming if you want to kill me!"

With a loud bang, a terrifying aura rose from Gui Mo's body, and then his body kept shrinking, and finally shrunk to the size of a head, and then he wanted to break through the air and leave.