Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Cold and chilling!

The entire arena was originally filled with two colors of gold and blue light, each occupying half of the arena and clearly distinguishing each other.

But at this moment, the blue light crushed the golden light, and Yan Jinghong's figure shot out like an ice crystal spear, seeming to pierce Kuchiki Kenpachi directly.

"What a speed!"

At the contestants' table, Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. Compared with the time he fought against Huang Shen, Yan Jinghong's use of the power of surveying the sky has obviously improved to a higher level.

This guy looks more and more like the Xuntian clan.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, fate is really wonderful. If the guys from the Xuantian Clan knew that there was a companion with the power of Xiantian Clan next to the descendant of the Tiandao Clan, would they be shocked?

On the stage.

Kuchiki Kenpachi was sweating slightly on his forehead. He had been unable to attack for a long time and had already spent most of his energy.

Now, Yan Jinghong counterattacked with extreme violence and swiftness, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow up with a move.

"cut!!!"

Kuchiki Kenpachi roared like a beast, holding the heavy sword tightly with both hands, and faced Yan Jinghong's frost spear.

If we say that Kuchiki Kenpachi's previous sword pressure was like a raging wave with endless waves.

So at this moment, Yan Jinghong's frost spear seemed to have the power to shatter the stars and destroy the heaven and earth.

"Break it for me!"

Kuchiki Kenpachi roared loudly and swept his sword across, showing his invincible courage. The audience in the audience saw only a dark shadow of the sword, like a mountain collapsing and black clouds pressing down on a city.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Kuchiki Kenpachi's sword is actually the end of a powerful crossbow, and a trapped beast is still fighting.

"A thousand frosts are broken!"

Yan Jinghong pointed his spear, and frost burst out all over the sky. Kenpachi Kuchiki's figure suddenly swayed, and he was knocked back dozens of steps before he could stabilize his body.

Under his feet, there were two rows of deep footprints.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Blood dripped from the tiger's mouth, and the blow just now had already cracked Kuchiki Kenpachi's tiger's mouth.

He was breathing heavily, holding the heavy sword tightly with both hands, and his body was numb from the violent force.

"In just over a month, your strength has improved so quickly!"

Kenpachi Kuchiki swallowed hard. He thought he would be able to make a big splash this time, but it seemed that instead, he became Yan Jinghong's monster.

"You are not weak either, but you are still inferior to me."

Yan Jinghong turned into an ice man and stood eight or thirty steps away from the rotten wood sword with his hands behind his back. He was already sure of victory in this battle.

"Hehehe, you are so arrogant that you have a taste for me!"

Kuchiki Kenpachi grinned widely, clenched his heavy sword tightly, and sneered, "But we still don't know who will win, right?"

"Really? So, what about this? Eighteen consecutive defeats!!!"

Yan Jinghong stood still, his eyebrows flashed with the sky-searching divine pattern, and eighteen spears of frost immediately formed behind him.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

…

Eighteen frost spears shot out of the air and shot at Kuchiki Kenpachi in unison, like meteors falling to the ground. The momentum of each frost spear was actually no better than Yan Jinghong's previous move to repel Kuchiki Kenpachi. Not weak.

"What?"

Kuchiki Kenpachi's forehead turned black. How could he dare to be careless? He quickly waved his sword to resist.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Kuchiki Kenpachi chopped seven frost spears in succession. However, with each frost spear destroyed, Kuchiki Kenpachi's complexion turned pale, his hands trembled violently, and the muscles all over his body bulged, almost numb.

"Damn it, with such a ferocious move, how did this guy manage to launch eighteen attacks at the same time!"

Kuchiki Kenpachi's whole body was soaked with sweat, and was frozen into ice slag by Yan Jinghong's Sky Surveying Ice Soul power, covering his body with a biting cold air.

However, what was even colder was his heart.

This battle is probably over.

clang!

Finally, the moment the eighth frost spear fell, the heavy sword in Kuchiki Kenpachi's hand was knocked away.

At this moment, ten spears of frost were hanging above the head.

As the shadow of death loomed over him, Kuchiki Kenpachi sighed softly and could only grit his teeth and said: "Wait a minute, I...I give up!"

Click!

In an instant, ten spears of frost turned into dots of blue light and dissipated, and Yan Jinghong's figure also fell from the air.

The black ice armor around him melted away, revealing Yan Jinghong's proud and unruly face.

His long hair was fluttering, and the icy blue light in his pupils flashed away before finally returning to his normal form.

"Retracting and releasing freely, lifting weights with ease, this boy's control over the rules of frost has probably reached its peak!"

On the Yunxiao Platform, Qin Zheng, the leader of the Tai'a Divine Clan, was filled with admiration.

"It's just that I can't tell which race this boy comes from. The divine patterns he has condensed seem to be much more complicated than those of the three high-level gods."

Mu Xuanxiao said slowly.

"Yes, does this divine pattern originate from the immortal clan?"

Ye Changtian also had a solemn look on his face, "Anyway, this boy is extraordinary. Unexpectedly, two peerless monsters appeared one after another in the Sao Feng Camp."

"It's a pity that Lao Xiaofeng can't see today's scene..."

Qin Zheng shook his head and sighed. If the boss was still alive, he would be as happy as an old naughty boy.

"That old guy died heroically, but it only made us old guys a lot sadder!"

Mu Xuanxiao sighed softly. Although at their age, state, and life and death, they were already indifferent, but there were fewer and fewer old friends who came together.

It is inevitable to feel a bit sad.

…

"This guy has learned to be merciful after all."

Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose with a smile on his lips. In fact, if Yan Jinghong had shot out all eighteen Frost Spears in an instant, Kenpachi Kuchiki would have lost long ago.

Not only that, I'm afraid it will also be severely damaged.

Although this guy always looks cold, he still adds a bit of humanity without knowing it.

“Hehehe, this kid is really powerful, he is worthy of being the disciple brought out by me, Henry Zhang!”

In the audience, bald Henry Zhang touched his bald forehead again and bragged shamelessly.

What he said was not entirely a lie. After all, Ling Feng and Yan Jinghong were both disciples of his Third Battalion and Second Team when they first joined Sao Feng Camp.

However, Ling Feng and the others' growth, to be honest, has nothing to do with the death of Baldhead.

"You shameless baldhead! Why don't you have a little face?"

Ji Ruye on the side rolled her eyes at him angrily.

"Xiao Ji, you are just jealous. I am able to bring out such an outstanding disciple, more or less, because I am a good captain!"

Henry Zhang has always been cheeky, and this is not the first or second time. The other captains have long been accustomed to it and are not surprised.

Several captains of the medical camp pursed their lips and chuckled.

The deputy captain Jiang Mengli chuckled and said: "In that case, our lord chief, got started thanks to your cultivation, Captain Xiao Yang?"

"Isn't that what it is!"

Henry Zhang touched his bare forehead and laughed.

"cut!"

Ji Ruye rolled her eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to this guy. She looked at Yan Jinghong, her charming eyes flashed with a gleam of light, "However, this boy did not disappoint me. When he first came here, When we arrived at Saofeng Camp, I realized that this guy was very unusual. "

"Why, Xiao Ji, are you interested in this guy?"

Henry Zhang couldn't help but look down at Ji Ruye's extremely tall chest, swallowed, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: Who can withstand this?

"You bald guy, if you look at me again, I'll dig out your eyes."

Feeling Henry Zhang's direct gaze, Ji Ruyefeng frowned and glared at him fiercely.

"Hehe... they're all... so familiar, right? You can't miss a piece of meat just by looking at them."

Henry Zhang quickly looked away, playing and making trouble, he didn't dare to really offend this woman.

Otherwise, there will be no good fruit to eat from him.

Ji Ruye's red lips parted slightly, and her beautiful eyes stared at Yan Jinghong in the distance, with a hint of shyness clearly flashing in her eyes.

Yes, just shy!