On the river bank, Lei Hongliang slapped a few fans, but the ice wall did not melt, and he also found that Zuo Lingquan's ability to control water was a bit terrible.

He did not do any useless work anymore. He held a feather fan and looked at Zuo Lingquan behind the ice wall, and asked coldly:

"Who are you? Sign up."

Zuo Lingquan had to work hard to melt the ice wall, so he naturally did not take it down and said:

"Don't you know Zhongzhou Wolong?"

Lei Hongliang wanted to ask Zuo Lingquan's exact origin, but then he stopped talking and the things underground had been discovered. Yun Zhengyang and others must have come to clear him out. What's the difference if you know your identity?

Lei Hongliang looked back and saw that Wu Zunyi had not come out yet, he raised his feather fan and said in a deep voice:

"Do you think that you can block me by knowing how to control water?"

Zuo Lingquan knew that he couldn't stop it, but Shangguan Lingye asked him to stop Lei Hongliang and wait for help. He had to keep the person behind even if he had to bite the bullet.

Seeing that Lei Hongliang was about to take action again, Zuo Lingquan stood with his hands behind his back and began to delay the time of "talk therapy":

"Do you know where my 'Five Elements Water' comes from?"

Lei Hongliang frowned, a little confused.

Yun Zhengyang was very curious and listened carefully.

Zuo Lingquan raised his eyes and looked at the ice wall in front of him, brewing for a moment before saying softly:

"This matter has to be talked about fourteen years ago. It was the winter solstice, I..."??

Lei Hongliang is a weapon refiner. Not participating in the fight does not mean he is brainless. Seeing Zuo Lingquan start to delay time, he took out the Lei Gongling and started to do it.

Ding Ding Ding

As the bells rang, the thunder clouds in the sky above the river condensed, and the green current intertwined, making a crisp sound of "crackling".

Zuo Lingquan's face changed slightly, and he quickly raised his hand to hold up the river water, turning into an eggshell-shaped semicircular cage, covering the four people and condensed into a solid ice shield wall.

thunderbolt

A thumb-sized lightning fell from the thunder clouds, breaking a small pit on the ice wall, followed by two and three...

When the thunder clouds are completely formed, hundreds of electric snakes fall down, turning into a thunderstorm, completely submerging the ice crystal cage.

The crackling sounds obscured all the movements inside and outside.

Zuo Lingquan did not feel hurt at first, but gradually he realized something was wrong.

The wisps of current were almost pervasive. Through the ice surface, river water and even water vapor, it was constantly transmitted to his body. There was no pain and only paralysis. The flow of true qi in his body gradually became chaotic, and the controlled water flow also fluctuated, and cracks appeared in the ice wall that protected everyone.

Kakka

Lei Hongliang kept shaking the Lei Gong bell, and added fuel to the fire to sweep a fan, covering the outside of the ice wall with a layer of flame, causing the ice wall to begin to melt rapidly.

Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingwen had no way to deal with this great power, so they could only look nervously at this time.

Yun Zhengyang was half a step into Youhuang, and his swordsmanship was great, but he was not a cultivator who specialized in magic. He could not do anything to Lei Hongliang when he could not get close to him. He held the swordsmanship:

"I can't beat it, run away."

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to fight, but Shangguan Lingye couldn't retreat before he came, so he could only say:

"I'll find a way to control him, you guys find an opportunity."

After saying that, Zuo Lingquan bit his finger and drove the blood beads out of the ice wall, landing near Lei Hongliang, and raised his hand to pinch his fingers:

"town!"

Boom

The river surface outside the ice wall exploded, and several channels of water rushed into the air, condensing into an ice tower in the blink of an eye.

The tower is nine floors high, no longer a phantom but a physical body. It fell directly from mid-air and fell on the top of Lei Hongliang's head.

"The Dragon Prisoner?!"

Lei Hongliang looked surprised in his eyes. He used his back to hold the tower. His muscles were tangled and he was not pressed down, but his actions were inevitably interrupted.

The dense thunder in the sky stopped, and Yun Zhengyang looked at the tower ahead and said in disbelief:

"How could you know the magic of the Nine Sects?"

Zuo Lingquan had no time to answer. He suppressed Lei Hongliang. The surging Qihai in the sixth level of Linggu could last for a while, but it could not last for too long. He quickly said in a deep voice:

"Burn him!"

Tang Jingwen had already sharpened his knife and heard the sound and began to raise his hand to pinch his hands.

After suffering losses underground, Tang Jingwen had practiced himself many times, and the speed of pinching the gestures was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, a heat rose up, and a red fire dragon appeared in front of him.

Lei Hongliang saw the red flame and his eyes were filled with surprise again:

"Geocentric fire?"

Just now, he was flooded by the sea of ​​fire. Tang Jingyun's fire technique was sandwiched in it and could not see clearly. Lei Hongliang had not noticed it yet. Only then did he realize that this female cultivator in the early stage of the Spirit Valley had actually refined the earth-center fire.

What kind of freak is this?

Yun Zhengyang obviously had the same idea and looked at Tang Jingyan unexpectedly:

"Can the fairy be the descendant of the Phoenix?"

Tuanzi hid for a long time and heard this in his clothes, "twist" and "sigh" sounded, but unfortunately no one paid attention to it.

Tang Jingyan didn't even take out the phoenix fire, so she was too lazy to answer these boring questions. After gathering the fire dragon, she raised her hand and pointed forward:

"Leave!"

boom

The three-meter-long fire python moved in response to the sound, like an arrow leaving the string, rushing towards Lei Hongliang.

Although Yun Zhengyang was puzzled, he still knew how to cooperate. He raised his hand and made a strong gust of wind, which encouraged the power of the fire dragon.

Wu Qingwan also finished pinching the Dharma Jue, holding a golden mirror, and five thunders slashed out from the mirror, hitting Lei Hongliang directly.

However, the weapon refiner is just a bowl of fire control. Playing fire in front of the weapon refiner is equivalent to showing off his awesomeness.

After Lei Hongliang was shocked, he casually fanned his hands, bringing up strong wind and fire waves, blowing the little fire dragon in reverse and pressing against the four people.

The five thunders fell down and were all blocked by the magic weapon thunder bell, and they were not even close to each other.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan also had a headache and gritted his teeth and said:

"I can't beat the magic trick, Brother Yun, you and me."

After the words came, Zuo Lingquan raised his hand and made a gesture again. Nine balls of water floated up before the ice wall, stretched and turned into nine ice swords, floating in the air.

"town!"

Buzz

Nine ice swords shook in the air, and the invisible force spread out, instantly pressing the tumbling flames on the ground.

Lei Hongliang was raising his hand to pinch his hands, and was stunned when he saw this scene:

"Demon-Sealing Sword Formation?!"

Yun Zhengyang was so embarrassed that he was a disciple of a sword cultivator, but he was not as arrogant as a rich family. Seeing Zuo Lingquan digging out one by one, he began to feel a little embarrassed.

However, Yun Zhengyang is a swordsman, and the swordsman disdains to use these fancy techniques. One person and one sword is enough!

Seeing Zuo Lingquan release the Dragon Prisoning Array and the Demon-Captaining Sword Array at the same time, controlling Lei Hongliang to death, Yun Zhengyang did not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he sprinted out with his sword. The sword edge was shining with thunder and the sharp sword intent spread all directions.

As a personal disciple of the Zhongzhou Sword Emperor, Yun Zhengyang's swordsmanship is definitely not weak. After taking out his true skills, the long sword in his hand trembled under the lightning. Before he could draw his sword, he could feel the oppressive force like heavenly thunder.

Lei Hongliang was suppressed by two immortal techniques. Although his body could completely withstand it, his movements were ultimately restricted. Facing Yun Zhengyang's sword, he did not dare to take it lightly, and an octagonal long-handled hammer appeared in his hand.

Yun Zhengyang took half a step to Youhuang. When he was able to get close, he was not sure about dealing with Lei Hongliang. He was extremely powerful and rushed out of the ice and said loudly:

"Suffer..."

Halfway through, Yun Zhengyang gasped.

Before he turned around, he found that the sword intent next to him soared into the sky!

The invincible sharpness was like a sharp edge on his back, which made the flow of true energy in his body slightly stagnant. His mind was free of distractions when he drew the sword, and it was difficult to lock the target ahead.

call out

The sword roars like the roar of the dragon in the sea.

Zuo Lingquan had no other intentions in his heart, and he held Mo Yuan in his hand to use his strongest sword.

The waters of the Kutuo River all rushed up the river bank, turning into a torrent like a water dragon, following behind him, destroying everything that was passing by.

Yun Zhengyang looked at the torrent passing by incredible situation, and the shock in his eyes was endless.

He knew what this was.

His master Jiang Taiqing knew the "Sword Yi" handed down by his ancestors. When he used it, he had the effect of changing color in the world.

He wanted to master the sword since the person holding the sword, but even if the master taught by words and deeds, he still couldn't reach the threshold.

Because sword one cannot be taught, the master leads it to the door, and it depends on the individual in practicing. Sword one is experience, experience, and the accumulation of one's own sword art. Without that insight, no matter how good the talent is, he will not be able to learn it.
To be continued...