Chapter 280 Huo Yuhao’s three secret skills (3nd update)
The far north, between the ice fields
The cold wind howled, and the world was filled with chills.
"I only use the power of the Seventh Ringed Soul Saint to compete," Huo Yuhao said.
Snow Emperor nodded slightly.
It's just a discussion, so naturally it won't be too serious.
She knew Huo Yuhao's methods. If he really tried his best, he would still be able to threaten her.
Huo Yuhao jumped up, and the soul power surging in his body continued to converge on him like a surging torrent.
His golden and red veins merged with each other and quickly condensed into a huge blood-colored vertical pupil.
Martial Spirit: Eyes of Shura!
The blood-red light was like a burning flame, illuminating the narrow space of the ice field in scarlet.
The Snow Emperor was facing each other in the air, looking at the mental fluctuations emitted by the blood-colored vertical pupils with a serious expression.
"It's not my intention to influence my emotions with my unique skill," Huo Yuhao said.
Snow Emperor nodded.
Huo Yuhao's eyes became extremely cold, revealing a heart-stopping aura.
The gentleness and kindness dissipated, and in a blink of an eye, it was like the god of death returning from hell.
Even though Emperor Xue was informed in advance, he still couldn't help being frightened when he saw this sudden change.
She began to mobilize the soul power in her body, and her whole body exuded a faint breath of frost.
Although she knew that she might not be as powerful as Di Tian, this was a restricted area in the far north and had natural geographical advantages.
Even if she faced a powerful enemy like Di Tian, she still had the confidence to fight against him.
"Xue'er, be careful." As soon as Huo Yuhao finished speaking, the Killing God Domain instantly exploded.
The originally calm blood-colored clouds behind him began to roll violently, as if there was endless murderous intent brewing within them; then, a Xumi blood-colored evil ghost figure slowly emerged from the blood clouds.
This figure was dozens of feet tall, its body was as red as blood, and its surface was imprinted with dense golden runes, shining with dazzling light.
Countless twisted, snake-like bone spurs sprouted around its body, making it look extremely ferocious and terrifying.
"Di Luoyao Shura Purgatory!" (Killing)
Huo Yuhao's words sounded like they came from the Nine Nether Hell, and he punched out with a will to kill.
At the same time, the bloody Shura behind him also moved, and his huge fist slowly fell from the sky with the power of destroying the world.
When the Snow Emperor saw this, he was shocked, and then he used his unique skill - [Emperor Han Tian·Xue Wu Yaoyang]
In an instant, the surrounding space within 10,000 meters was frozen into a world of ice and snow, entering a realm completely controlled by the Snow Emperor.
Countless snowflakes were falling, but they were dancing like agile butterflies, forming a beautiful yet dangerous landscape.
In this realm of ice and snow, the sun's brilliance also became dim, as if suppressed by the power of the Snow Emperor.
Snow Emperor's eyes shone with extremely dazzling light, and a hazy figure appeared behind her, like an elf in a snowstorm, welcoming the arrival of the bloody Shura without fear.
When the bloody Shura arrived and came into contact with the Ice Sky Snow Girl, the entire ice field trembled.
In an instant, the ice shattered and the earth heaved.
A large-scale rupture occurred in the narrow section of the ice sheet, kicking up vast amounts of snow and dust.
A beautiful figure jumped up from it, but Snow Emperor walked out of it unharmed. He only coughed a few times and was obviously not seriously hurt.
She was just a little shocked.
He indeed only used the strength of more than seventy levels.
But the invincible momentum contained in that move just now was absolutely crushing.
As his cultivation level rises, the power of this unique skill will become more and more terrifying.
Seeing that the Snow Emperor was safe and sound, Huo Yuhao was relieved in his heart.
Thinking about it, without using divine power, relying solely on level 75 strength is unlikely to cause substantial harm to the Snow Emperor.
After all, Snow Emperor, who has cultivated for 600,000 years, is as powerful as a ninety-nine-level demigod!
Next, is the second form.
The bloody field behind Huo Yuhao in the sky quickly withered and changed, and was replaced by a bone-chilling wind and snow chill.
Snow Emperor stared at Huo Yuhao, who was suspended in the sky at the far end. Seeing his aura changing, he couldn't help but feel curious, wondering what kind of unique skill he would have this time.
Immediately afterwards, frost suddenly began to condense in the void in front of Huo Yuhao, and gradually formed a huge frost sword.
This sword is completely transparent, like ice crystal glass, exuding a biting cold air. Under the shining of the hanging corona, the sword body reflects the colorful brilliance, which is dazzling.
"Emperor Sword Frostmourne!" (Frost)
Snow Emperor stared at the frost sword, and the strong sense of sight made her slightly stunned.
This...why is it so familiar?
This...isn't this my unique skill?
Snow Emperor showed confusion in his eyes.
Seeing the power emanating from Huo Yuhao becoming more and more powerful, the Snow Emperor no longer dared to make any excuses.
She immediately used her most powerful skills, but she was still very restrained in instilling power.
To be precise, the proportion of energy injected is small.
[Emperor Sword·Bingji Wushuang]
The wind and snow in front of the Snow Emperor also gathered rapidly, shaping a frost sword similar to the one in front of Huo Yuhao.
The surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, ice and snow fell from the sky, and a strong cold wind roared high in the sky.
"Behead!" Huo Yuhao waved his arm in response.
The [Emperor Sword Frostmourne] in front of him was wielded like an arm.
Snow Emperor showed no signs of weakness and also used his own unique skill "Emperor Sword·Ice Ji Wushuang"
Her blue eyes were filled with coldness at this moment, as if there was a formidable enemy in front of her.
"kill!"
Although this sword has very little power, it has already exerted its limited power to the extreme.
An unparalleled sword with unparalleled power.
When each other's Frost Emperor Swords collided, a loud sound was heard, and an extreme shattering storm was set off in the narrow gap of the ice field.
The ice field became fragmented in front of this terrifying force, as if it would completely collapse at any time.
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao and Snow Emperor stopped each other at the same time, thinking that it would be okay for them to sustain some injuries.
As a result, the moment the two Frost Emperor swords intertwined in the high altitude of ice and snow, they both broke, and the fragments were swallowed up by the torn void vortex.
Huo Yuhao and Snow Emperor looked at each other in the air, both a little surprised.
Fortunately, neither of them suffered any substantial harm.
At this time, a small doubt emerged deep in the heart of Snow Emperor.
What he just used seems to be the secret skill he has mastered, [Emperor Sword: Ice Extreme Unparalleled], right?
When Huo Yuhao saw this, the ice mist behind him shattered and dissipated, and his hair and robes fluttered in the wind.
"There is one last move, Xue'er, please come back first. This move is for demonstration only." Huo Yuhao reminded.
His third form, which is also the final secret technique, will never target his own people.
Although Emperor Xue was a little confused, he still nodded in agreement and crossed the not-so-distant distance in the air. When he arrived next to Huo Yuhao, he felt strong curiosity in his heart.
What will his third form be? Isn't it similar to his own secret skill?
The moment Huo Yuhao closed his eyes and meditated, a billowing gray mist suddenly appeared behind him.
The coldness, gray silence, death, and holy atmosphere are intertwined with each other.
Huo Yuhao suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body's demeanor increased and changed again.
Electrolux, who was sleeping and recuperating in the Sea of Spirits, was startled by this movement.
He immediately revived and quietly appeared outside the spiritual sea, staring at Huo Yuhao's back in front of him.
Huo Yuhao exudes a strong aura of destiny. His eyes are eroded by gray-brown color, and his expression is frozen, like the god of death who decides the fate of life and death.
[Emperor's Palm·The Sorrow of Destiny] (Soul)
As Huo Yuhao waved his palm, the gray wave radiated in the void like the sound of an underworld. The gray palm print covered the sky and the sun, and came towards the narrow gap of the ice field below.
The whereabouts of Destiny's Shang set off a thick layer of wind and snow in the narrow space of the ice field, but it did not break even half of the glacier.
