King of the Fairy City

In the vast forest, the mountains shook, and broken branches and fallen leaves were flying all over the sky.

Xiang Yuan let out a long roar, which shook the mountain forest, and then a large amount of demonic energy filled his body. He stepped hard, clasped his hands together, and his whole body was like a sword thrust out. Sword energy burst out from every one of his 18,000 pores, and the edge was sharp. Unparalleled.

"Turning your body into a sword?"

Ye Mo raised his brows, made a magic spell with his hand, and slapped the eight flying swords solemnly. Suddenly, the eight flying swords roared softly and soared into the sky, like eight dragons tumbling in the sky. The sword light shot into the sky and turned into a sword. The formation strangled and left.

"boom……"

Xiang Yuan's whole body was filled with a mysterious and strange aura, colliding with the Five Elements and Three Strange Sword Formations.

In their first head-to-head confrontation, Xiang Yuan was evenly matched with the Five Elements and Three Wonders Sword Formation. Faced with eight flying swords, Xiang Yuan not only did not retreat, but rushed forward and took the initiative to attack.

He wanted to break through the sword array and reach Ye Mo, but he couldn't get through at all. The eight flying swords formed a sword array, and its power was so powerful that he could barely resist it. His sword moves alone were tricky. and mystery, it is really difficult to achieve further breakthroughs.

"it's over."

After more than a dozen collisions, Ye Mo saw that Xiang Yuan no longer had any trump cards. He immediately stopped hesitating and fired more than a dozen magic formulas, which turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the eight-series flying sword.

Immediately, the power of the eight-series flying swords skyrocketed again, and the sword array became more and more powerful. It was not only limited to the collision, but also trapped Xiang Yuan. After a mysterious light from the magic weapon flashed, Xiang Yuan was seen in a panic. The ground flew out.

The outcome is decided!

After staggering for a few steps, Xiang Yuan stood up with an invisible bitter smile on his lips, but this strange look was quickly suppressed by him. He raised his hand to pick up the stone sword and left the place silently.

Xiang Yuan left, and Jing Xueyan quickly came forward. Her graceful and slender body flew across the sky and fell down.

Jing Xueyan looked at Ye Mo with a pair of purple eyes, like the purple emperor star twinkling in the night sky. Her skin was crystal white and her purple hair was like a waterfall. She was so beautiful that she didn't look like a real person. She could faintly see it on her delicate and pretty face. Two shallow pear vortex marks.

Ye Mo found that Jing Xueyan seemed to be well prepared. She completely changed her clothes and changed into a skirt that was not too wide. She wore a pair of purple gauze gloves on her bare hands. Even her exposed slender legs were purple. She wears gauze stockings and has more accessories on her body.

Of course, it seemed to be a jewelry at first glance, but Ye Mo had a hundred reasons to believe that it was definitely a magic weapon.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, please be careful."

Jing Xueyan smiled sweetly.

"please."

Ye Mo didn't squint, his eyes fell on Jing Xueyan's hands.

"disease!"

Before Ye Mo finished speaking, Jing Xueyan quickly played a set of spells and then let out a sweet drink.

In an instant, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped to freezing point, heavy snow fell in the sky, and a layer of solid ice quickly formed on the ground.

Just when Ye Mo thought Jing Xueyan was still in the casting stage, the ice that had spread to his feet suddenly exploded, and ninety-nine and eighty-one tiny purple ox hair needles were shot at Ye Mo.

"The magic weapon is hidden in the spell, and it is done so silently, which is very good."

A flash of light flashed in Ye Mo's eyes, and the eight-series flying swords turned into a sword array. A colorful barrier formed in the middle of the sword array and quickly blocked Ye Mo.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The defensive power of the sword formation barrier was beyond Jing Xueyan's imagination. Eighty-one small purple needles hit the barrier, only sparking a stream of light before they collapsed to the ground.

This scene made Jing Xueyan slightly dazed.

You must know that although these purple thin needles are not of a very high grade, that is, they are at the level of tenth-level small magical weapons, and because they are small, they are generally difficult to cause great harm to monks.

However, these fine needles are numerous, hidden, and appear suddenly. Even a very experienced and experienced late-stage Nascent Soul monk will suffer a big loss if he doesn't pay attention.

But when this method was used on Ye Mo, it seemed so insignificant and... childish.

Looking at Ye Mo's indifferent gaze, Jing Xueyan raised her dark eyebrows, clasped her hands together, then spun them in front of her, making a stroke in the sky.

"call……"

The cold wind howled and the snow was violent. In an instant, the mountain forest was completely submerged in the wind and snow.

After finishing the small preparation, a faint purple light flashed in Jing Xueyan's beautiful eyes, and her figure gradually disappeared into the wind and snow.

The wind is fierce and ice clouds hang from the sky.

On the vast snowy ground, Ye Mo held up his mana shield and pushed away the blizzard. His sharp eyes scanned the snow curtain. He knew that Jing Xueyan must be preparing something, and he could not let his guard down at this moment.

Coming!

Ye Mo sensed something in his mind and suddenly turned around and retreated several feet, making a gesture and pointing forward.

The eight-series flying sword groaned softly, and rushed out at the call. The sword light surged, splitting the heavy snow curtain, and slashed forward. The violent sword energy swept through the mountain forest, collapsing and shattering the ancient trees that towered over the sky.

"Fell into a trap!"

The consciousness connected to Feijian felt empty. Ye Mo's heart sank, and he quickly made a secret to recall Feijian.

But, it's too late.

"roar--"

Amidst the heavy snow curtain, Jing Xueyuan's amethyst hair was flying, and she stepped on an exquisite ice dragon that was dozens of feet long and shot out from the side of Ye Mo.

The ice dragon's eyes flashed with red light. When it saw Ye Mo, it spit out a cold breath and rolled towards Ye Mo, as fierce as the smoke of a wolf.

Ye Mo was unprepared for a moment, and before he could recall the flying sword to resist, Han Xi rushed towards him.

Faintly, Ye Mo seemed to hear the sound of the mana shield being frozen and shattered by impact. There was a "click, click, click" sound, but the next moment, Ye Mo was shocked to see that the mana shield was really cracked and broken, and suddenly a huge wave of The cold breath hit Ye Mo like a water column, and then spread out, completely submerging Ye Mo.

"You win now? How is it possible?"

The ice dragon did not hit Ye Mo, and was controlled by Jing Xueyan to fly into the air, and then turned over to face Ye Mo. Jing Xueyian looked at Ye Mo who was trapped by several feet of ice, and something flashed across his face. A hint of surprise and uncertainty.

"Fellow Daoist Ye?"

Jing Xueyan called out tentatively. She knew that the power of the cold breath breathed out by this condensed ice dragon should not cause much harm to Ye Mo, but she did not dare to continue attacking.

"Fellow Daoist Xue Yan really shouldn't hold back."

Ye Mo sounded with a hint of regret.

What?

Jing Xueyan suddenly sensed a huge crisis approaching, which made the hairs on her body stand up, and she was locked!

No hesitation!

Jing Xueyan stepped lightly, as gracefully as a fairy, and quickly left her original position. Her posture was beautiful, but she was a little embarrassed.

The next moment, there was an explosion behind her. Jing Xueyan looked back and saw that the ice dragon had been pierced by the eight-series flying sword. The ice cubes collapsed and flew through the air, and the ice shards flew everywhere, making Jing Xueyian's face look a little ugly.

"What other means are there?"

Ye Mo, who was supposed to be trapped, suddenly shattered the ice formed by the cold breath. Ye Mo gently shook off the ice shards on his body and looked at Jing Xue Yandao.

"Of course."

Jing Xueyian fell to the ground, her ugly face disappeared in an instant, and then she quickly shot out more than a hundred magic formulas. Her bare hands turned into countless afterimages in the void. In just two breaths, all the magic skills were played out. Jing Xueyian couldn't help but Show your face and smile.

"Um?"

Ye Mo felt an indescribable coldness coming from his mind. His eyes suddenly turned and fell on the fallen ice dragon. He tried to recall the flying sword, but was shocked to find that the flying sword was motionless and unresponsive!

Immediately, Ye Mo realized that he had been plotted. What Jing Xueyan wanted was to kill the ice dragon with his sword, and then use the ice dragon as a medium to use a secret method to seal his flying sword.

"Good plan."

Ye Mo calmed down and said calmly: "I have plenty of means, what about you?"

Later, under Ye Mo's surprised gaze, Jing Xueyan actually showed off the fists and kicks of a secular warrior.

The cold wind blew by, and Ye Mo felt that his forehead must be covered with black lines at this time. He had been in Nanmo for so long, but he had never heard of Jing Xueyan practicing martial arts.

You must know that even Xiang Yuan would never dare to fight a physical cultivator in close combat easily without a sword. Jing Xueyan must know that while she is an immortal cultivator, she is also a powerful physical cultivator. She has What kind of self-confidence do you dare to compare with your own body?

"Are you also a physical practitioner?"

Ye Mo raised his eyebrows.

"Yes or no, you will know if you try it."

Jing Xueyan raised her dark eyebrows with a hint of provocation, revealing a bit of the heroic demeanor of a female warrior.

"good."

Ye Mo responded and gave a deep drink. The energy and blood in his body instantly went from dull to boiling. At this time, there was no magic shield outside Ye Mo's body, but the rolling blizzard was scorching hot even before it got within three feet of Ye Mo. The high temperature and cyclone formed by the Qi and blood melted and pushed away, and Ye Mo's whole body glowed with a faint red light.

Seeing this, Jing Xueyan felt a sense of shock and disbelief in her heart. Only then did she realize that Ye Mo was already infinitely close to that terrifying state.

Despite this, Jing Xueyan will not take back her decision. Ye Mo is physically strong, she is not bad at all, and she has many methods, so she may not lose.

"drink!"

Thinking of this, Jing Xueyan gave a sweet shout, pointed a knife in her hand, pulled out an afterimage that was difficult to see clearly, quickly came to Ye Mo and chopped it off at Ye Mo's neck and shoulders.

Ye Mo reacted faster and moved slower than Jing Xueyan, but he struck first and punched Jing Xueyan's wrist, making a harsh golden-iron tremolo and bursting out with tiny sparks of fire.

"Huh? Defense weapon?"

Ye Mo finally moved and glanced at the purple gauze gloves on Jing Xueyan's jade arm as if casually.

At first, he felt strange about this pair of gloves because they were too long and wrapped a few inches above Jing Xueyan's elbows. They didn't look like beautiful decorations, nor did they look like gloves.

Only then did he realize that it was so long to protect his arms.

"It's a battle suit, a battle suit for a physical warrior."

Jing Xueyan let out a soft snort, turned her palm into a fist, and punched Ye Mo's left cheek forcefully with her small fist.

"It doesn't look like it."

Ye Mo blocked it again, and facing Jing Xueyan was Ba Lie's fist. If this punch was real, even the high-level monsters would have their bones broken, their tendons broken, and their facial bones shattered.

Jing Xueyan also knew that Ye Mo was physically powerful and had no defense on his head, so naturally he did not dare to take the punch forcefully and was forced to fly away.

After a few steps in the void, Jing Xueyan fell like light snow and feathers. With a thought, the purple gauze on the jade arms quickly spread, and soon wrapped the entire body, and finally connected to the purple gauze on the jade legs. From then on, , wrapped the entire body, and the head was also covered with a veil.

"interesting."

Ye Mo made a comment when he saw this, and flashed in front of Jing Xueyan in a few steps. His body rose lightly, his elbows were violently pulled down, and his iron knees hit Jing Xueyian's chest and abdomen. He didn't show any dominance, but he did. It shows a bit of ruthlessness and ferocity.

Jing Xueyan has already put on the battle clothes, but Ye Mo didn't hold back at all in this offensive. He didn't even regard Jing Xueyan as a woman. This elbow and knee were enough to smash a mountain hundreds of feet into pieces!

Jing Xueyan, on the other hand, was obviously shocked by Ye Mo's sudden attack and unparalleled and strange speed. She was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a sharp light flashed in her beautiful eyes. Her delicate body suddenly sank, causing a large area of ​​the ground to collapse within a mile. crack.

Lift your right hand, elbow down.

Raise left and right, elbows pointing toward the sky.

"Bang bang!"

Two dull explosions exploded, and a violent wind swept in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, there was a soft "pop" sound, and then the two figures quickly separated.

Ye Mo looked at Jing Xueyan with strange eyes, and then stretched out his hand to touch his face. He never expected that he would be slapped lightly by a woman!

"What does this mean, fellow Daoist Xue Yan?"

Ye Mo said in confusion.

"A little lesson."

Jing Xueyan made a gesture of protecting her chest and rolled her eyes at Ye Mo.

Ye Mo was speechless and sighed secretly, warning himself over and over again that he should never treat a fight as a fight, especially when fighting with a woman at close range!

He didn't get angry because of this, nor did he feel worried. He also knew that his offensive was nothing in a fight, but in a duel, he hit a woman's chest with his knee. It was all his fault no matter what. .

Besides, Jing Xueyan didn't get serious with him and just hit him lightly. This could really only be regarded as a lesson for his mistake.

After giving Jing Xueyan a look, Ye Mo's figure disappeared again, but the next moment, Jing Xueyan's figure also disappeared into the snow curtain. Blizzards filled the sky and fell. Only heavy snow could be seen flying, and from time to time there was a void. Exploded, the speed of the two people has reached the extreme!

The two of them fought at close range for a long time!

Gradually, Jing Xueyan discovered without any surprise that she was running out of energy and blood!

It’s not that Qi and blood are lost, but that the most essential strength of physical cultivation is gone.

Secular warriors all have this trouble. No matter how strong the physical training is, it is still physical training. No matter how good the physical training and endurance are, it is still physical training. The stronger the qi and blood, the greater the strength and endurance. Jing Xueyan is better than Ye Mo. She was even worse. If it weren't for her armor, she wouldn't be Ye Mo's enemy at all.

Even with the battle clothes, the gap between her and Ye Mo was still huge. Ye Mo's energy and blood were still as strong as a furnace, but she gradually felt empty inside her body.

However, at this time, it was almost over.

"Bang!"

The two separated with one blow and stood facing each other.

"You're running out of energy."

After many fights, Ye Mo had already tested Jing Xueyan's physical skills and knew that her energy and blood were almost exhausted.

"Yes, but I never thought about winning or losing with you in this aspect from the beginning."

Jing Xueyan's purple eyes sparkled, curved into two crescent moons, and she smiled brightly.

"Um?"

Ye Mo's expression changed.

At this moment, Jing Xueyan quickly pinched the magic formula and shouted softly: "Amethyst Eighth Level Forbidden Magic!"

In an instant, endless purple light enveloped the void three feet around Ye Mo. The light was bright, like mist floating away, constantly flying and rotating, as if it was undergoing some mysterious change.

Immediately afterwards, the purple light suddenly solidified, forming an amethyst barrier, like a ball, trapping Ye Mo within it.

Ye Mo felt a sudden weight all over his body, his face darkened, and he carefully felt the strange effect of the amethyst ball.

"What a surprise? Ice dragon, close combat, are all prepared for this moment, don't you think? Your cultivation is indeed much stronger than mine, but... your fighting wisdom is not as good as mine."

Jing Xueyan turned her hand over, and there was a purple crystal ball on her jade-white palm. There was a shadow in it, which was Ye Mo.

Ten miles away in mid-air.

"Ye Mo...?"

A group of Nascent Soul Stage monks, including the Southern Demons, were all stunned.

Even Tantai Bupo frowned and then quickly relaxed.

Even though Ye Mo lost, he still looked forward to Ye Mo's fighting power.

"That's not necessarily the case."

The Love Demon suddenly laughed, and the other sages also laughed and said nothing.

Seeing this scene, Tantai Bupo and others couldn't help but frown. Is there something weird in this?

On the snow.

Inside the purple ball, Ye Mo's face was solemn. This look made Jing Xueyan even more satisfied and happy.

"Stop struggling. My eighth layer of amethyst seal plus this great magical weapon is enough to destroy both your physical and magical abilities."

Jing Xueyan smiled lightly.

Seeing Jing Xueyan's smile, Ye Mo calmed down strangely. He walked leisurely inside the amethyst ball, and reached out to touch the amethyst barrier. He kept nodding and said, "This battle of skills is better than anything else." It was a lot more fun than I imagined.”

"You...what do you mean?"

Jing Xueyan's pretty face changed slightly, her smile quickly disappeared, her eyes were fixed on Ye Mo, and her mind kept recalling the scene just now. Did she miss something? Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net