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Six hundred and twentieth chapters one hand broken move

At this moment, thousands of feet away, Hua Chong was slightly shocked and immediately smiled.

Hua Feng looked strange, with a sense of disbelief and a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The three inner sect elders had their eyes shining brightly, and their views on Yan Lan instantly changed significantly. Originally, they thought that Yan Lan was extremely wise, but at this time they felt that Yan Lan was not wise.

The sword carries the sharpness of the swordsman, and at the same time, the sword also has various mystery. The sword body is supplemented with formations, sword spirits, and superpowers, which can greatly enhance the sharpness of the swordsman.

The stronger the swordsman's sharpness, the stronger the sword needs, otherwise the sword body will not be able to withstand the swordsman's energy at all.

Yan Lan uses wooden swords, but he is afraid that he can't even use one-third of his usual sharpness. How can he fight Tu Dong?

Even though Yan Lan's true strength is indeed better than Tu Dong, a wooden sword can bring Yan Lan's sharpness to at least half the power.

The three mature inner sect elders would not think that Yan Lan's half of his sharpness could be better than Tu Dong's sharpness in his prime.

Blindly conceited is actually unwise.

Among the novels of Jianhua Sect’s Sect, three male disciples have seen Yan Lan’s strength. They just frowned and did not react too much.

The other disciples who had never seen Yan Lan's strength widened their eyes and then showed sarcastic smiles.

"Senior Brother Tu Dong's cultivation level is approaching the stage of the Three Yanying Infant Transformation. His Ice Sword Technique has long been cultivated to the point of being superb. Even some elders of this sect are no match for him. This young man named Yan is really too arrogant."

"Haha. If you want to establish your authority, this method of using the wooden sword is really naive."

"Senior Brother Tu is persistent. The disciples of this sect have no opponent. Next, he will pour all the fighting spirit that he had suppressed for a long time on the boy named Yan. Haha, this fighting spirit that is so suppressed that it is about to explode will definitely make Senior Brother Tu like a tiger."

“…”

The three disciples who knew Yan Lan's strength kept silent when they heard these words.

They have seen Yan Lan's strength and also known Tu Dong's terrifying swordsmanship. In their opinion, the ending of this battle between dragons and tigers is unpredictable.

Tu Dong was surprised for a moment, and suddenly, a strong light of dissatisfaction burst out from his eyes. His voice became even colder and colder, "Yan Lan. What do you mean?"

Yan Lan stood proudly and shouted in a loud voice: "Tu Dong, are you and I enemies or friends?"

Tu Dong frowned and said in confusion: "Neither the enemy nor the friend!"

Yan Lan smiled softly and said, "Since it's not an enemy, my sword cannot be pointed at you!"

Tu Dong said: "Why?"

Yan Lan knew that the people of Jianhua Sect were paying attention to him in secret, and his momentum was outward. Without concealing the fluctuations in his cultivation, he said aloud: "Because, my sword must be directed at the enemy, and it must be stained with blood. You are not my enemy, and I don't want to stain your blood, so my sword cannot be drawn with blood."

Tu Dong smiled contemptuously and shook his head and said, "Pediagra. Do you think that with your strength, I can make me bleed?"

Ten thousand feet away, several disciples who didn't know Yan Lan's background also chuckled.

Yan Lan's eyes chilled and said, "Not only can I make you bleeding, I am more confident to kill you."

"Hahaha……"

Tu Dong laughed instead of anger, and then said, "Okay, since you despise me and point me with a wooden sword, then I will see where your confidence comes from. Two moves, I will let you understand the price of arrogance."

"The ice dragon comes out of the abyss!"

Tu Dong shouted in a deep voice, threw up the huge iron sword in his hand, and made a sudden gesture with both hands. The iron sword suddenly turned into an ice dragon, a hundred feet long, and was like a tornado pillar. He exhaled extremely cold air from his mouth, and he spread his teeth and claws towards Yan Lan.

Within a thousand feet, water vapor condenses ice, like a ten-year-old ice cellar, where all things solidify.

Yan Lan's eyes narrowed, and a cold gushed into his soul.

Yan Lan's body was not afraid of this coldness, but the coldness strangely penetrated his muscles and bones and reached his soul.

"What a strong Ice Cold Sword Technique can actually affect the soul. If my soul level is not strong, I am afraid that I will be frozen here by you at this moment."

"Hongming Jue, Fire Spirit Burns the Sky!"

Yan Lan waved the strange track with the wooden sword in his hand, and the fire spirit energy within ten thousand feet of the world immediately gathered in a vast rush.

For the first time, Yan Lan used the Hongming Art so domineeringly.

This ancient and mysterious magic trick has never been so violent.

Because, although Yan Lan has never been determined to practice the Hongming Art, he has reached the state of condensing the power of the five elements and controlling the things of the five elements after several years of intermittent practice and understanding.

However, although the Hongming Art is mysterious, all its power is based on Yan Lan's cultivation level. Unlike the Annihilation Life Art, it can savagely increase its attack power.

Hongming Jue is like fatherly love, gentle and uninspiring, neither drowning nor indulging, but at critical moments, it can have the effect of defeating the enemy.

The ice dragon opened its huge mouth ten feet wide, and cold air gushed out.

Yan Lan felt a cold energy eroding his soul wave after wave. His eyes were calm and he immediately activated the thunder soul to guard the soul. Then, another stream of Nether Prison and Underworld Fire was added to the fire spirit.

"boom!"

The hundred-foot flame spread over Yan Lan's head, and then the surrounding edges quickly rose up, forming a fire cage, trying to trap the ice dragon in it.

Tang Qi's eyes showed worries. He did not want to see Yan Lan being hurt, nor did he want Tu Dong to lose his dignity. He was extremely conflicted in his heart.

The love sword Wuchang, Zi Yi, Xi Chen, Mo Li and others had light faces, and Yan Lan's magical powers were not comparable to Tu Dong!

"How can I do anything to my ice dragon if I am just a fire!"

Tu Dong's face was even more disdainful. His ice dragon was to practice the Ice Sword Art to a deeper extent. The flames were just scratching the ice dragon.

Tu Dong pinched wildly with his hand, and the Ice Dragon roared angrily, instead of escaping upwards, he stabbed his head down, intending to swallow Yan Lan.

“Wait…”

The sound of ice and fire melting is like the friction between heaven and earth, strange and rough, making people feel numb to their scalp.

Yan Lan smiled with a pursed lips, pointed the wooden sword upwards, and shouted softly: "Destroy!"

The fire cage suddenly formed, instantly wrapped around the ice dragon, and exploded immediately.

The air waves surged thousands of miles away, and the explosion center was no longer cold. Everyone looked closely and saw that the ice dragon had disappeared.

Tu Dong's eyes glared slightly. He didn't expect that someone could extinguish his ice dragon so easily.

Yan Lan smiled slightly. How could Tu Dong tell this Nether Prison Nether Fire? Nether Prison Nether Fire is not an ordinary fire.

Hua Feng's eyes were slightly condensed, as if he was thinking.

Those noisy disciples had wide eyes and obvious incredible expressions appeared on their faces.

The three inner sect elders only moved their eyebrows a few times, and were not particularly surprised that Yan Lan could break the Dong-Tu Ice Dragon.

Hua Mu, the head of the inner sect elder, stroked his beard and said quietly: "Tu Dong, someone finally broke your ice dragon. It's time to use that move. That move is your ultimate move. Even I can't avoid the influence of that move. Yan Lan must be unable to avoid it." (To be continued...)
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