NovelTags Chapter 878
Chapter 878
Chapter 878 Fierce Battle
“The cunning man still wants to attack me in the Valley of Snow!” Dreaming!”
“Big Brother! When did I want to attack…”
“Stop!”
Before the words could be heard, the leader took Jiang Xiaolong’s Gate at the speed of an arrow off the string, and for a moment Fei Xue actually condensed on the sword he was holding, spinning and emitting a piercing cracking wind sound, bombarding him.
“Crack the wind fist, shock the wind!” Jiang Xiaolong hurriedly set up his gun, his right fist slammed forward, and the same piercing sound roared out in an instant, like a tiger roaring dragon, and even shattered this cold sword qi!
However, there was a piercing cold feeling behind him, Jiang Xiaolong turned his head slightly, and his pupils suddenly dilated. “Cold wind palm?”
Inside the Flying Snow Valley.
The valley lord Leng Xian looked at the young man lying on the bed without the slightest blood on his face with concern, and sighed heavily.
An old man with gray hair and a beard sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes closed, his fingers on the veins of the teenager and feeling them carefully.
“Elder, how’s it going?” Seeing the old man get up, Leng Xian asked hurriedly.
The old man who had been summoned as the Great Elder shook his head, patted Leng Xian’s shoulder, and whispered, “Young Master Haoyang’s ice cold poison has invaded his internal organs, and his meridians have been shattered inch by inch, so I’m afraid he won’t be able to live tonight.”
When Leng Xian heard this, he was like a deflated leather ball, and tears instantly came out of the corners of his eyes. “There’s no way out?” Leng Xian asked in a deep voice, already with a hint of choking in his tone.
“Unless it’s more than six pins of elixir, maybe even one… Just the valley lord, these six pindans…”
Leng Xian heard the meaning of the Great Elder’s words, and his heart was like ashes, “Let’s fly the Snow Valley Small Gate Sect, where can we find such a high-level elixir?” Let’s go out first…”
The elder elder still wanted to say something, but he could see Leng Xian’s sad expression, and he didn’t say it for a long time, nodded, bowed his body, and turned away.
Another old man who looked at the younger one groaned for a moment and muffled: “Gu Lord, now the Feixue Valley is in a critical period of life and death, you should pay attention to your body…”
The old man next to him pulled the corner of the man’s clothes and angrily shouted, “Old Third!”
Turning to Leng Xian, he bowed his hand and said, “Gu Lord, the third elder has no other meaning, Young Master Hao Yang is like this now.”
Leng Xianqiang squeezed out an ugly smile and waved his hand, “Second Elder, I understand.” The three elders are also thinking about the Flying Snow Valley, you all go out first, I want to stay alone with my son. ”
The Second Elder bowed deeply and dragged the Third Elder out of the house.
Listening to the “creaking”, the door was closed, and the tears that Leng Xianqiang had endured for half a day slipped out in an instant.
“Hao Yang, do you know why you were given this name… You have been infected with ice poison since you were born, and I want you to recover as soon as possible…”
As he spoke, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
“O incompetence for the Father! Since the establishment of the sect, it has not been able to grow, and there is no way to even use the Six Pindans… I’m really sorry for the Father!”
Leng Xian touched Leng Haoyang’s cold hand like snow, and for a moment the old tears flowed.
Suddenly, a briefing came from outside the door to break the sad atmosphere.
“Lord! Purple Thunder Sect called again! The Shougu disciple was about to be unable to resist!”
“What!”
Leng Xian stood up fiercely, put Leng Haoyang’s hand in the quilt, wiped the tears from his face, and resumed his previous cold expression.
……
Jiang Xiaolong felt the unusually cold breath coming from behind him, and without panicking, the flames of the Burning Sea rose from his feet and jumped straight up at the speed of lightning and thunder.
In an instant, he had jumped up for more than two inches, only to see the two disciples who had been knocked down stand up in severe pain and quietly begin to release cold wind palms behind their backs.
This Cold Wind Palm River Dragon had reached the consummation realm, and he had also seen the original Cold Wind Palm Secret Book, and he knew the shortcomings of this move best.
If the Cold Wind Palm wants to exert its power, it needs a short period of time to recharge, and this time is fatal in the master duel.
Therefore, the cold wind palm needs to be unexpected and hit the enemy by surprise.
Jiang Xiaolong smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth and said, “Let you see what is the cold wind palm after strengthening!”
As he spoke, his body levitated in the air with the support of True Qi, and his hands were raised at the same time, slightly prodded. I saw a huge ice cone instantly formed from the center of my left palm, like a huge meteorite, which looked very frightening.
Jiang Xiaolong tilted his head slightly, and in an instant, he shot the ice pick into the open space in front of the two disciples.
“Boom!”
The ice pick was like thunder descending, bombarding the open space, followed by a great earthquake and a deafening sound.
Countless snowflakes were stirred up by this fierce bombardment, like dust, and in the area over there, they turned into large hailstones, constantly hitting the ground.
In the middle of the night, the clearing returned to calm, and a huge black hole appeared in front of everyone’s eyes.
The two disciples were already shocked by this terrifying attack and could not move in place, unable to reply.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaolong laughed softly, and the cold wind in his right hand roared, and this cold wind was accompanied by a small ice ling, forming a rotating hurricane and rushing straight towards the two people.