Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

"boom!"

Under Yang Heng's bloodthirsty, murderous eyes, his right fist, surrounded by the sound of flames and explosions, hit the first ice wall fiercely!

Murderous aura overflowed, and Yang Heng's eyes showed a look like he was looking at a dead person. His right hand was clenched into a fist, and the fighting energy in his body was poured into the explosive fist without any reservation.

"bump!"

A muffled sound was heard, and a transparent ripple appeared where the fist walls met.

Countless sparks that burst due to the collision overflowed, making a continuous sound like firecrackers. This was followed by a subtle sound of "click, click, click". Looking carefully, countless spider web-like particles had appeared on the first ice wall.

crack.

Feeling that the first ice wall of the triple ice wall was about to shatter, Tang Ling looked solemn and raised his hands to his chest.

He mobilized the remaining fighting energy in his body, made uncertain seals with his hands, and beat his fingers like butterflies through flowers, activating the energy of the surrounding world and condensing a white ice mist of about ten feet in front of him.

Seeing the ice mist forming in front of him, a smile appeared on Tang Ling's mouth with a heavy expression. However, after he felt that only 10% of the fighting energy in his body was left, his face was filled with helplessness and a bitter smile.

Previously, he pretended to be stiff, deliberately showing off his weakness to Yang Heng, allowing him to use a killing move to attack him. However, because Yang Heng had been unable to fight for a long time and saw his weakness exposed, he also used his killing move as he wished.

trick.

but!

Tang Ling didn't expect that a low-level mercenary could use fists to lock him down, so he had no choice but to use fighting skills to defend first, wasting the little fighting energy in his body.

Although the triple ice wall defense is powerful, it cannot completely block Yang Heng's punches.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling's eyes once again flashed with a hint of ruthlessness. It seemed that if he didn't pay some price today, he might not be able to easily win over the deputy leader of the Mad Lion Mercenary Group.

The sound of "clicking" kept sounding, and Yang Heng's force broke through two ice walls in a row like a bamboo. Looking at the last ice wall in front of him, Tang Ling's figure loomed behind it, and he laughed wildly.

"Tang boy, your fighting skills are mysterious and you can withstand Yang! I will send you to hell today and make amends to my brother Sun Tao!"

"boom!"

The last ice wall exploded with a loud noise. The bursting ice shot out in all directions.

When he heard Yang Heng's wild laughter, Tang Ling's expression remained as usual, extremely calm.

"Uncle, my nephew has been waiting for a long time."

Watching Yang Heng rush through the triple ice wall and enter the white ice mist that became thicker as the ice wall shattered in front of him. Tang Ling no longer waited, he sealed the seal with his hands and pointed at the rushing Yang Heng from a distance.

There was a murmur in the mouth.

"Kong Twelve: Wheel Prison! Condensation!"

Yang Heng, who noticed the strangeness of the ice mist, had no time to react before he saw the ice mist around him rapidly rolling and condensing, and a ring-shaped ice wheel appeared on his head, chest, abdomen and limbs.

Six ring-shaped ice wheels fell down with Tang Ling's voice, tightly clinging to Yang Heng's body. The ice wheels activated the remaining ice mist around his body, forming a thick layer of ice on the surface of his body in an instant.

Ice formed, and Yang Heng felt that the Dou Qi in his body suddenly stagnated. The Dou Qi gauze on his body quickly disappeared, and the crackling explosive fist on his right hand also disappeared in the cold due to the stagnation of Dou Qi in his body.

Under the ice.

The body cannot move, and the fighting energy in the body moves slowly like an old woman staggering. The wanton killing intent in Yang Heng's eyes that can only move dissipates, and what follows is endless confusion and panic!

He didn't know that Tang Ling's mother, Tang Su, was a strong person above the fighting kings, and he didn't know that what Tang Su left to Tang Ling when she left was the unique fighting skills passed down from Tang's father's family.

Ice Wheel Vacuum Strike! The first Ice Wheel style is an intermediate fighting skill at the Xuan level. The subsequent seventeen styles include attack, defense and sealing techniques, and their power is also gradually increased.

And if this fighting skill is used by someone who practices the Seven-turn Ice Wheel Technique, the power of the first move will be comparable to the advanced Xuan-level fighting skills, and the subsequent nine moves will be comparable to the Earth-level fighting skills.

Although Tang Ling has not practiced the accompanying skill of Seven Turns of Ice Wheel Technique, the ordinary Kong Twelve: Wheel of Hell can be regarded as a peak Xuan-level fighting skill. And this fighting skill is rare in the Ice Wheel Vacuum Strike.

The sealing method.

A low-level mercenary in Yangheng with little knowledge, how could he get any benefits when he was hit by a sealing fighting skill comparable to the peak of the Xuan level!

Seeing the look in Yang Heng's eyes in the ice, Tang Ling recovered slightly. The energy and blood in his body were restless due to the use of the sealing method. He walked slowly to Yang Heng and saw the ice outside Yang Heng's body slowly changing.

It's very thin, and although it's slow, it doesn't take more than a few breaths to completely dissolve.

He smiled bitterly, although his fighting skills were exquisite, the gap in fighting spirit between him and Yang Heng was still very large, and the wheel prison could only seal him for a few breaths.

When the seal of the Wheel Prison was over, Yang Heng broke out of the ice. With only 10% of the fighting energy left in his body at this time, he was probably going to die.

At this time, the Wheel Prison was frozen in Yang Heng, but it also isolated the two of them, making it difficult for Tang Ling to take action against them.

Tang Ling had just thought about using more powerful attacking skills to counter Yang Heng's explosive fists.

But a more powerful fighting skill means that he has to spend more fighting spirit, and he is not 100% sure that he can gain the upper hand in the collision of the two fighting skills. In desperation, he can only use the sealing method.

, gain the upper hand first.

Looking back at the thousand-foot-deep cliff behind him, Tang Ling contemplated whether Yang Heng would be killed if he threw the ice cubes down together.

He shook his head and denied his whimsical idea. Regardless of whether it would be possible to throw Yang Heng off the cliff, as long as there was a slight accident, Tang Ling would be in danger while practicing in the cliff cave.

Sighing, feeling the only 10% fighting energy in his body, Tang Ling secretly said: "It seems that I need to use a powerful fighting skill, and attack directly when the ice breaks."

I thought a lot in my mind, and time slowly passed. There was only a thin layer of ice left on Yang Heng's body, and a few cracks appeared faintly on the ice layer.

Seeing this, Tang Ling no longer hesitated, and the remaining fighting energy in his body rushed out towards his right hand.

The five fingers of his right hand bluffed, and as the fighting spirit surged out, a white ice wheel about three feet long formed in front of it.

Tang Ling's body trembled, and the fighting energy in his body was exhausted, causing the white ice wheel on his right hand to constantly change between reality and reality.

With a fierce look on his face, he slapped his chest with his left hand, his throat was sweet, and a drop of blood was forced out of his body. With the appearance of blood, Tang Ling's originally rosy complexion suddenly turned pale.

He dragged his left hand upwards to grab the blood essence suspended in front of him, and with his fingers constantly changing, he pulled the blood essence into a blood-colored thread about a foot long.

Then Tang Ling pulled the blood-colored silk thread with his left hand and merged it into the three white ice wheels in front of his right hand. The sealing method changed, and the three white ice wheels suddenly collided together, turning into a red and strange blood glow several feet long.

The crimson blood light flowed, and although there was no trace of cold air on it, ice crystals continued to condense within three feet of the blood light, slowly rotating with the blood light.