Chapter 57 Lost?

Xiao Yun pulled it with the palm of his hand, and the vitality next to him rolled out like a dragon and snake and collided with Fang Hao's Hanming Xuan handprint.

At this moment, the audience was silent, and everyone held their breath.

"This Xiao Yun should be frozen, right?" Such a thought popped into everyone's mind.

Although they were far apart, the imposing aura and the terrifying coldness contained in Fang Hao’s palm made even those cultivators of Innate Perfection feel apprehensive. But it took it hard.

In everyone's opinion, this kind of behavior is crazy and almost courting death.

"Hehe, you're courting death!" Fang Hao smiled grimly when he saw this.

My palm is incomparably mysterious. The cold qi evolves through the magic formula, like the Nether cold qi. Once it touches it, it will be almost impossible to expel the gangrene attached to the bones. Even the cultivators of the congenital perfection will drink and hate under this palm. Entering the Innate Consummation is enough to smash those ordinary True Essence cultivators, but now Xiao Yun dared to take this attack by relying on the Innate Middle Stage.

Isn't this courting death?

Almost everyone thought that Xiao Yun would definitely die.

This time, Xiao Yun just used ordinary Xuan-level martial arts, a furious sea and a mad dragon in the double line of dragon and snake.

As soon as the two sides clashed, a powerful force defeated this move, and the strengths and weaknesses of martial arts were revealed in an instant.

Immediately after, a violent cold air rushed towards Xiao Yun like a hurricane, as if to drown him.

At this moment, this competition stage seems to be a harsh place facing the ravages of winter, snow and hurricanes.

From a distance, Xiao Yun's whole body was enveloped by the cold air released by the Han Mingxuan handprint.

This is just the beginning, the giant handprint has not yet hit Xiao Yun!

Once it hits him, what will happen?

"What a strong cold air, I hope it can make the branches of my martial arts grow stronger." Facing the violent cold air, Xiao Yun's face was fiery, and the Heaven Swallowing Art started to operate with all his strength, and a cyclone suddenly appeared in front of him. Just because the cold air swept in, it was difficult for outsiders to find out.

"Swallowing the Heaven Art, swallow it for me!" Xiao Yun thought, and the swallowing art suddenly revolved, like a deep tunnel sucking all the cold air into his dantian. All the cold air was absorbed.

In just a split second, Xiao Yun could feel that the branches derived from the cold air had grown stronger.

Under the swallowing of the Heaven Swallowing Art, Fang Hao's imposing handprint of Han Mingxuan plummeted.

boom!

However, this is the case, the seal is still slapped down fiercely.

The seal fell, and Xiao Yun was blown away by a hand like a god.

From a distance, I could see that the young man flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and finally landed two feet away.

"Hehe, I just said that Xiao Yun is completely vulnerable to Young Master Fang Hao." Seeing this, Lin Xiaoman raised his brows with a smug look on his face, and said to Yan Shiyan next to him. The strength is running against each other.

Yan Shiyan snorted coldly and ignored Lin Xiaoman, but stared at the teenager on the final stage with a worried face.

"Is Brother Xiao Yun injured?" The little girl Qiong wrinkled her nose with a worried look on her face.

"Haha, Xiao Yun hit Young Master Fang Hao with such a blow, must his internal organs be frozen?"

"Then Hanmingxuan handprint should be an earth-level martial skill, how could Xiao Yun be able to bear it?" The Fang family's youths were all happy, "How dare you compete with Young Master Fang Hao even with this ability? Even a waste dares to call himself Is it a joke for a genius?"

Seeing Xiao Yun being knocked into the air, the sarcastic sound resounded throughout the audience, and the Fang family members were even more relieved.

As long as Xiao Yun is abolished, even if his talent is strong, what can he do?

Everything is in vain without a grown-up genius.

"I don't know if Young Master Xiao Yun is injured or not?" The Xiao family's faces were full of worry, their minds were blank, and they seemed to have no masters. If this young man was seriously injured and was really ruined by that Fang Hao, who would they rely on to support the Xiao family in the future? ah?

For a time, everyone was in different moods, and they all focused their attention on the final stage.

However, at this moment, the boy who fell to the ground suddenly stood up.

"He actually stood up?" An exclamation sounded suddenly.

Immediately, everyone in the audience was full of surprise.

Shouldn't the Han Mingxuan handprint that was hit by Fang Hao be frozen all over the body?

Why does this young man seem to be fine, but a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth?

"You're all right?" Fang Hao looked surprised, and stared at the boy in front of him in disbelief. Judging from the other party's breath, it didn't seem that he was seriously injured. How is this possible? He obviously got my Hanmingxuan handprint!

This is an earth-level martial skill, and its power is endless. Once the cold air invades the body, it will quickly freeze the opponent's vitality, and then freeze his internal organs and even his limbs. According to normal circumstances, Xiao Yun should be lying on the ground now. On the ground, it becomes a popsicle!

But now the young man stood up alive.

Such a bizarre scene is shocking.

"Could it be that there was something wrong with my blow just now?" Fang Hao felt that his mind was a little messy, "No, I clearly did my best just now, and the Han Mingxuan handprint also hit him on the body, knocking him out. It was blasted away!"

Fang Hao was stunned and surprised, and his eyes were fixed on the young man in front of him.

"Your ice spirit can't do it!" Xiao Yun licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, shook his head, a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and walked forward step by step, he raised his brows with a few playful eyes Fang Hao, who was looking at himself with surprise, stared at him.

"You're actually fine?" Fang Hao looked surprised, seeing how Xiao Yun looked like something was wrong!

"Of course it's fine." Xiao Yun walked in front of Fang Hao, his eyes narrowed and he said with a smile, "What other means do you have?"

The young man's words were very light, but he was full of domineering, and he didn't seem to pay attention to Fang Hao at all.

This made the whole place boil.

"What's going on?" I thought the boy would be frozen, but he was safe and sound?

Looking at Xiao Yun's tone, it seems that he has enough means to deal with that Fang Hao!

"How on earth did you resist this blow from me?" Fang Hao's eyes were gloomy, he couldn't imagine how Xiao Yun could resolve the coldness of his Han Mingxuan handprint, this situation is too incredible, no It should happen.

"As I said, your ice spirit is far from enough." The corner of Xiao Yun's mouth raised a faint arc.

After the blow just now, Xiao Yun also had a certain understanding of Fang Hao's ability.

Fang Hao's Ice Spirit is indeed not weak, and he can deal with cultivators in the Innate Perfection Realm.

But trying to deal with Xiao Yun was really bad.

The Heaven Swallowing Art absorbed a large amount of cold energy almost instantly and used it for its own use. How could it be possible that Xiao Yun merged with the Purple Flame Martial Soul to be frozen by that cold energy? As soon as his thoughts moved, he resisted all the cold energy, and then was absorbed by the martial spirit.

Under the solution of swallowing the sky, Fang Hao's blow is only equal to the first realm of the innate.

The blow just now, Xiao Yun was just like taking an ordinary blow.

"What means do you have?" Seeing Xiao Yun being so confident, a look of panic appeared in Fang Hao's eyes.

This ice spirit is his greatest trump card, and now he can't hurt Xiao Yun, what does this mean?

It means that he has no advantage at all!

"It seems that you really don't have any means." Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and shrugged his shoulders, then his eyes suddenly turned cold, staring at the young man in front of him and said, "Since you have no means, then look at my means now. Bar."

When the slightly cold words fell, Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed, and purple light flickered.

Immediately following a wave of hot aura, it spread out from his body.

The hot air swept out, covering the entire competition stage, dispelling the cold air.

Then, the temperature of the nearby air suddenly doubled, and it became hot.

"What a hot air." Fang Hao's eyes twitched, and he felt the chill on his body disappearing.

"What's going on?" The people in the audience looked surprised, "Why is there a scorching air that permeates Xiao Yun's body?" This situation was surprising.

"Look at my Fire Cloud Palm!" Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed, and he shot directly without saying much.

He moved his palms, and a purple stream of fire swept out from his palms.

As soon as this fire flow appeared, the entire void seemed to be distorted, and the scorching aura that swept the west made people palpitate.

"What a powerful fire, it's rare for you to control the strange fire?" Fang Hao's eyes were stunned, and he seemed to understand something, "No wonder you can resist my cold air, it turns out that you have the strange fire, but you are not in the innate realm, how can you subdue Is it on fire?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's take the trick." Xiao Yun's eyes flashed, and between those palms, purple light flickered, like a cloud condensing.

Xiao Yun moved his hands, and the scorching fire stream condensed into a cloud of fire and overturned forward.

This Fire Cloud Palm is only a mysterious intermediate martial skill, and it is not very mysterious, but the violent aura contained in the purple fire flow makes the cultivators in the distance feel a little shocked. This fire flow seems to have the momentum of burning everything. , terrifying.

"How can this young man have such a strange fire?" The faces of the elders of all ethnic groups showed surprise.

Even the old man Fang and other true essence cultivators also changed their color.

The purple light flickered, and the hot air overturned down, as if to drown Fang Hao.

"Why is the current of fire in this kid's body so fierce?" Fang Hao was shocked, and quickly tried his best to mobilize the spirit of ice to resist the hot air current. Suddenly, a majestic cold air swept out from his body. The stream overturned, almost irresistible.

Ziyan Martial Spirit is too powerful, even if it is no longer as powerful as it used to be, it is not Fang Hao's Ice Martial Spirit that can match.

After all, this is the martial spirit possessed by a generation of alchemy masters!

In a hurry, Fang Hao condensed the seal and headed towards the Fire Cloud Palm.

The handprint of Han Mingxuan was shot like a giant hand, hitting the purple fire cloud directly.

boom!

A loud noise came out, purple light flickered, and under the fierce bombardment of Hanmingxuan's handprint, the purple fire cloud actually collapsed.

"Haha." A Fang family boy laughed, "How can low-level martial arts compete with high-level martial arts?"

That is, when the person burst into laughter, the handprint of Han Mingxuan also collapsed under the hot air. Those cold air were almost instantly destroyed by a hot stream of fire, and then the purple stream of fire swept towards Fang Hao like a torrent. And go.

boom!

Under the impact of this fire, Fang Hao flew out.

The hot fire raged and invaded Fang Hao's body, spitting out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Ah!" Fang Hao slammed to the ground and let out a scream, and a faint smell of burnt smell could be smelled on him.

"Fang Hao lost?" Hearing the screams, the cultivators in the audience showed a stunned expression.