Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

"Cold air?" Looking at the ice sword coming towards him, Yang Ming's feet turned quickly, and the wind swept the ruined building. To deal with martial arts similar to the Tianshuang Fist, naturally it was best to use the Wind God Kick. means of coping.

Bursts of violent wind turned into protective air currents that wrapped around Yang Ming's body. Blessed by the powerful internal force of the not weak Grandmaster realm, a small tornado appeared in the wind and rain, deflecting the ice swords in the sky and turning them into Among the tornadoes, it attacked and killed its owner along with the tornado.

Facing Yang Ming's wind-torn building, the mysterious woman stretched out her hand to press the rain curtain in front of her. As the cold air spread, an ice wall appeared in front of her, blocking the rebellious ice sword until she was strangled by the power of Fengshen's legs. The remains of a land.

When the debris fell to the ground, the ice chips turned into ice flowers, spreading under the rain curtain. In the blink of an eye, an ice field had been formed.

Similar abilities are available to Bai Yifei, who is the Blood-clothed Marquis. However, Bai Yifei's ice domain requires the assistance of his bodyguards and ice spears to form it, allowing him to have the skills of a master in a short period of time. But the woman in front of him , but just by relying on his own strength, he can turn reality into reality and form a real ice realm.

But the strength shown by this mysterious woman must be that of a master, and she is also a being who has reached the extreme level of a master.

Such strength and ability directly point to one person. South Korea is too small, and there is only one person that Yang Ming can think of.

I saw the mysterious woman pointing one hand into the void, and as the cold air dispersed, ice flowers condensed one foot in front of Yang Ming. Facing such a master-level master with strange abilities, Yang Ming did not dare to have the slightest reservation. When the strongest Sansangui Yuan Qi was circulating, a three-foot Qi wall was directly propped up, crushing all the ice flowers.

It was too troublesome to attack from a distance, so just engage in close combat. With the help of the speed limit of Fengshen's legs and the powerful attack of San Sangui Yuan Qi, Yang Ming directly pressed San San San Gui Yuan Qi into the enemy's face.

Facing Yang Ming's attack, the mysterious woman remained calm and controlled the surrounding cold air to turn into ice dragons. Using offense as defense, she strangled towards Yang Ming, her intuition and three-point returning vitality colliding together.

For a moment, Sansangui's vitality exploded, the ice dragon shattered, causing air waves all over the sky mixed with ice shards to shoot out in all directions, condensing into ice flowers one after another within a radius of a hundred steps.

After a moment of fighting, the two figures of Yang Ming and the mysterious woman were intertwined. One pointed like a sword, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the cold air was thick. Clever tricks appear frequently.

At this moment, Yang Ming exerted the violent force of Fengshen's legs, the unpredictability of the cloud-dispelling palm, and the unyielding fighting spirit of Tianshuang Fist. The three unique martial arts with the blessing of three-point return vitality were enough for Yang Ming to resist the master. Master.

During the fight between the two, the rain curtain tore, and the fearful energy was scattered, like a strong wind passing through, tearing apart the earth, like the cold air of late winter showing off, taking away the last trace of warmth in the world, under the shining of thunder and lightning, They are two figures that move quickly in the dark, and their existence can only be distinguished occasionally.

"What kind of military pay is the escort in this damn weather?" In the distance, an army escorted the convoy out of the darkness, and the soldiers surrounding the escorting carriage couldn't help but complain in their hearts.

"Then who knows? I have never seen two gentlemen care so much about military affairs?" Another person murmured in a low voice.

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

In the midst of muttering, the army escorting the carriage came to a valley. Suddenly, the atmosphere became solemn. In the rain curtain, a dark wind was howling, and it seemed that a ghost was stalking.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky and hit the ground. The moment it touched the ground, a strong wind blew by, seeming to lift his body, allowing him to stabilize his figure from an impossible angle. A flashing colorful ball was pushed high into the sky, exploding into a curtain of rain, and a black figure emerged.

The two figures collided in an instant. Among the soldiers who were closer, a wail suddenly sounded. But when the soldiers around looked towards them, they only found that the comrade in front of them had turned into an ice sculpture.

"Ghost?" a soldier said tremblingly.

The two middle-aged men in rich uniforms who were guarded by the soldiers in the center could not help but feel fear at this time. Although everything was going according to plan, was the scene in front of them a little too scary?

Fortunately, their fear lasted only for a moment, and the two figures that suddenly broke in quickly left. If it weren't for the ice sculptures standing straight in front of them, they would even think that what they had just experienced was all a nightmare. It was a dream, but what they didn't know was that for them, the real nightmare had just begun.

Those two figures were Yang Ming and the mysterious woman. After a fight, Yang Ming had understood that although he was not afraid of the master, he was still unable to defeat the veteran master. For things like leapfrogging challenges, he could It happens, but it is not the norm after all.

And this mysterious woman who has cultivated her ice ability to the master level is an extremely terrifying existence even in the master level. With Yang Ming's current strength, which can only be regarded as a half-step master, she is not a match for her opponent.

If it weren't for the three-point return of vitality that brought Yang Ming to Yang Ming, which really exceeded the limit of this era, Yang Ming might have been defeated at this time, but even if Yang Ming was undefeated, there was definitely no possibility of victory.

Especially when Yang Ming guessed the true identity of this mysterious woman, the worry in his heart became deeper, because from the beginning to the end, this mysterious woman only showed the ability to control cold air, but Yang Ming knew that, She also has another ability, the ability related to blood.

Yang Ming knew very well that the opponent did not show his true strength. Although he did not know the reason, Yang Ming could not gamble.

At this moment, Yang Ming truly understood the importance of the three-point divine finger.

In the battles again and again, the battlefield shifted rapidly. When the rain gradually stopped, the battlefield had reached a river in the mountains.

At this time, Yang Ming and the mysterious woman were already slightly out of breath. The so-called depth does not mean inexhaustible.

At this time, both Yang Ming and the mysterious woman gave up on the powerful but equally costly moves, and chose to compete based on moves.

The mysterious woman moved her sword with her palms, her palms flew up and down, and as the cold air spread, the changes were unpredictable. Yang Ming, whose Paiyun Palm was restrained, chose to attack with the Tianshuang Fist. For a moment, the two of them were stunned. At the same time, they became two huge sources of freezing air. An extra layer of frost appeared on the surface of the nearby river at some point.

In another fist-to-palm exchange, Yang Ming took dozens of steps back before stopping. However, the mysterious woman's killer followed him like a shadow, and a palm print was already pressed against Yang Ming's chest. Faced with this scene, Yang Ming continued to wave. Palm greeting.

Seeing Yang Ming use his palm gestures, a sneer appeared on the corner of the mysterious woman's mouth. Although Yang Ming's cloud-dispelling palm was extremely powerful, it was also unpredictable. Anyone who faced it would be helpless and unable to parry it. But in front of her, it is nothing. Martial arts can also complement each other, and her ice ability is the existence that restrains the Cloud Dispelling Palm.

With a dull sonic boom, the face of the mysterious woman hidden under the cloak couldn't help but change. At this moment, when her ice energy crazily poured into Yang Ming's body, the palm power from Yang Ming also entered. her body.

When Yang Ming's body had condensed a layer of ice and snow uncontrollably, the mysterious woman also understood that Yang Ming's last palm was so different. It was not the cloud-dispelling palm she was familiar with, but the power of the cloud-dispelling palm. It is a kind of virtual power.

The mysterious woman's face changed slightly when she realized this, and then a trace of ruthlessness appeared on her beautiful face. The blood-colored energy merged with the cold air, turning into chains and drilling into Yang Ming's body. In the blink of an eye, Yang Ming was There was actually more cold energy and black lines between the meridians and blood vessels in Yang Ming's body. There was a tendency for Yang Ming's energy, blood and skill to be blocked.

In Yang Ming's body, the three points of returning vitality were running slower and slower under the energy of cold air and blood, and there was a tendency to be solidified. Yang Ming, realizing this, activated the last three points of returning vitality, Turn it into a torrent and pour into the enemy's meridians.

For a time, both Yang Ming and the mysterious woman experienced the same thing at the same time.

In the bodies of the two of them, the three-point returning vitality and the cold energy were entangled with each other, and the operation of each other's internal forces became increasingly unsmooth. The mysterious woman wanted to imprison Yang Ming's power, while Yang Ming used his own internal power to rush into the other party. Inside her body, fueling her power.

For a moment, the two of them stepped back together, looking at each other in surprise.

Yang Ming wanted to attack, but he felt that the cold air in his body was blocked between the meridians, making it difficult for his power to function. The woman also wanted to attack, but found that the meridians were filled with three-point return energy, entangled with her own strength. For a moment, It was also difficult for her to mobilize her own strength.

Especially... the mysterious woman suddenly covered her forehead, and there seemed to be a pool of spring water surging under her cold expression.

Damn it, he came out at this time. The mysterious woman cursed secretly, no longer caring about Yang Ming, and disappeared into the darkness. She must go back before the time limit comes, otherwise there will be unpredictable troubles.

Yang Ming looked at the mysterious woman disappearing into the darkness and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At this time, there was a cold air spreading between his meridians, and his own internal strength was almost exhausted. There was not even one strength left in his body. It was really... I feel powerless.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Yang Ming had difficulty identifying the direction and could only follow the flow of the river.

This Xinzheng is more troublesome than I thought. If I can't master the Tianshuang Fist, and then return the three points of vitality to the level of small success, I am no match for her.

While Yang Ming was thinking, his whole body was exuding cold air and disappeared into the darkness.