Martial arts god-level skin system

Not far away, two Kendo masters of the Taishan Sect were frantically watching Yi Lin, and suddenly, two thick ice thorns pierced their bodies with a pop.

Seeing this, Yi Lin immediately raised her pretty face, stared at Su Yu on the roof, her heart was warm, and she spoke softly: "Gongzi!"

Above the roof, Su Yu, who continued to play the white snow music, paid most of his attention to Yilin and Ning Zhongze, not letting them have the slightest danger, and the rest of his attention was focused on the entire battlefield.

Poof, poof, poof...

One by one, ice thorns rose up, taking away the lives of enemy masters, and countless friendly troops hovering on the edge of death were saved by Su Yu one after another, and the pressure on their bodies suddenly decreased, and then they rose up to kill the enemy.

Woo -

Xiao Sheng suddenly became urgent, and the silver bottle burst into a burst.

One after another sharp sound waves echoed through the vast mountains and swept away the crowd below.

Under Su Yu's control, this sound wave perfectly resonated with the internal strength of Mount Tai and Song Mountain, causing their internal breath disorder, their hearts trembling, and even their internal forces were solidified in the meridians, becoming difficult to drive, and there were signs of freezing.

However, the disciples of Hengshan, Hengshan, and the Demon Sect were not affected.

In the plot of Qin Shi Mingyue.

In order to defend the Mo family, Xiao Gao and the snow girl joined forces to fight against the hidden bat in the forest, Yi Shuihan combined with a white snow, freezing the world, cold to the bone marrow, so that the hidden bat hiding in the secret, the internal force is frozen, the blood is frozen, and finally can only flee in embarrassment.

The principle they use is sonic resonance.

Now, Su Yu, who has entered the fourfold realm of the grandmaster, can also cast sonic resonance, freeze the enemy's internal force, freeze the enemy's blood, and kill the enemy alive.

Bang!

A certain Taishan disciple with a low cultivation was the first to hold on, reaching the limit, and his body exploded with a bang, turning into ice slag all over the ground!

Immediately after...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A tingling sound of the scalp echoed through the battlefield.

A disciple of the Taishan Sect and a disciple of the Songshan Sect, because his cultivation was too low to resist the extremely cold sound waves, and finally his blood froze, and his body exploded, turning into ice slag all over the ground.

Ice kills 50 enemies, points +500!"

Ice kills 50 enemies, points +500!"

Ice kill 50 enemies, points...!"

The sound of the prompt is like a gushing river, endlessly, and a large number of points pour into your pocket.

Seeing this strange scene, the jade jizi, jade yinzi, Lu Bai, and Ziyang Zhenren who were superb in cultivation all showed a look of horror in the center of the battlefield.

The disciple who was still alive just now, his body exploded in a blink of an eye, turning into blood and flesh and ice slag all over the ground, such a terrifying scene, Rao is a Ziyang real person who is accustomed to wind and waves, and his scalp is a little numb.

"All Taishan disciples obey the order, retreat!"

The head of the Taishan faction, Yujizi, saw that the situation was not good, and quickly ordered to leave.

"Withdraw!"

"Withdraw!"

Originally four thousand Taishan disciples, now there are only more than two thousand left, after hearing Yu Jizi's words, two thousand people immediately retreated, and no one wanted to lose their lives in Song Mountain.

"The disciples of Nanyue Hengshan obeyed the order and followed the old man to chase and kill the enemy!"

Mr. Mo Da is always strong, and rushes to hunt down and kill the enemies of the Taishan faction.

Seeing the enemy fleeing, Liu Zhengfeng, who was bathed in blood all over his body, took two thousand Hengshan disciples, followed the footsteps of Mr. Mo Da, covering up all the way, and suddenly, the Taishan disciples were killed and injured.

The other side.

Originally, there were five thousand Demon Sect disciples, and there were more than three thousand left, under the leadership of Qu Yang, pressing six thousand Songshan disciples to fight.

The internal strength of the disciples of Songshan was frozen, and their blood slowly froze, and there was no room to fight back, and they were killed like people chopping melons and cutting vegetables, and the number of people continued to decrease sharply.

"The general trend is gone, this place cannot stay for long!"

The old traitor Ziyang Zhenren, seeing that the situation was not right, immediately launched the Songshan Light Skill, taking advantage of the fact that people were not prepared to escape.

Even Zuo Lengchan fled, did he stay and wait for death? As for leading his disciples to leave and killing a bloody path? Moreover, if you don't let the disciple drag Su Yu, can you let him stay behind?

"Old thing, go away!"

Qu Yangshan stepped forward and blocked Ziyang Zhenren's retreat, and the iron flute poked directly at the latter's tanzhong.

"Get out of here!"

Ziyang Zhenren lifted the Songyang iron sword, pulled the iron flute, seized the road and continued to run, not interested in entanglement with Qu Yang, and just wanted to escape.

"You can't leave! Stay!"

Qu Yang did not leave the Ziyang real person step by step, the iron flute or sharp poke, or tap, the move did not leave the point, the Ziyang real person could not leave at all, completely entangled by him.

At this moment, above the ridge.

"Well, almost. "

Su Yu, who was playing the jade flute, saw that the situation was already clear, the enemy held the head and rushed, and the dead seven, seven, seven, eight, eight, his own side had an absolute advantage, pressed the enemy to beat hard, immediately stopped playing the white snow, and inserted the jade flute into the collar.

"This old man is... Ziyang real person?"

Starry eyes scanned the battlefield below, Su Yu's gaze froze, and he immediately found the real person of Ziyang

Ziyang Zhenren is Zuo Lengchan's uncle, and now that Zuo Lengchan has escaped without a trace, he must know the clues. Zuo Lengchan has been running Songshan for decades, and he will never leave his family business alone, he must be hiding somewhere, this Ziyang real person knows the eighth layer.

Shout!

Su Yu turned into a blue light, swept down the roof, returned to the battlefield, and came to Ziyang Zhenren in an instant.

At this moment, Ziyang Zhenren was fighting with Qu Yang.

The two grandmaster masters fought fiercely, and Ziyang Zhenren cast the 'Flying Dragon Exploring the Clouds' sword technique, and the sword technique was heavy, like a dragon Ruyue. Qu Yang resisted with short moves, the number of roads was strange, and he did not fall behind at all.

"Funeral Snow Sword Technique!"

Suddenly, a loud drink came from behind Ziyang Zhenren.

An indescribable terrifying sword light cut through the air, carried the sword momentum, triggered the wind and thunder, and slashed heavily towards the head of the Ziyang real person.

"What a sharp sword technique!"

Seeing Su Yu's sword slashing, Qu Yang's eyes lit up.

Poof!

Ziyang Zhenren raised his sword to block, his sword move turned to defense, and he fought with Su Yu in an instant, his body involuntarily retreated, and finally his back leaned against the tree, and only then did he stand firm.

"Su Yu!!"

Forcibly enduring the sharp pain in his shoulder, Ziyang Zhenren said in shock.

In addition to shock, he also had infinite hatred and resentment. If it weren't for this Su Yu, Song Mountain would not have fallen to today's field, and with so many Grandmaster masters dead, the sect's heritage would be almost exhausted.

"Where is Zuo Lengchan hiding? Say!"

Su Yu stepped forward and slashed down heavily with a sword.

Ximen Blowing Snow's burial sword technique has gone beyond the scope of sword moves, and each sword can trigger the sword momentum, causing the snow and dust on the ground to levitate, and the scene is very wonderful.

"The old man doesn't know what you're talking about!"

Ziyang Zhenren denied it loudly, and quickly took out a sword in his hand to resist.

Yikes!

Su Yu's sword momentum was like a rainbow, first slashed, and then turned into an upward pick.

Previously, Ziyang Zhenren had already experienced a hard battle. At this moment, Su Yu's sword momentum was like a violent storm, and Qu Yang struck from behind, and Ziyang Zhenren, whose internal strength was almost exhausted, suddenly felt a little unsupported, and was injured on the spot.

"Ugh!"

Ziyang Zhenren shouted bitterly.

A right arm flew into the air, still holding a long sword in his hand, and blood scattered in the sky.

Qu Yang came to Ziyang Zhenren, and the iron flute counted the points, sealing the big caves around his body, completely subduing him, and at the same time, he also stopped the bleeding, afraid that he would lose too much blood and die.

"Ding, defeat Ziyang Zhenren, points +4500!"

A system prompt rings in your ears.

Su Yu stepped forward and picked up the collar of the Ziyang Zhenren.

"I'm asking you the last sentence, where is Zuo Lengchan, if you still don't say it, I will absorb your cultivation and throw you to the Blackwood Cliff!"

Su Yu gloomyly intimidated Ziyang Zhenren.