Chapter 226 Wushuang Dance
The dragon shadow moves with Kong Ji's halberd.
He waved his halberd, and dozens of snow-white dragon shadows swooped out in the direction his halberd pointed.
Roar! The swimming dragon writhes in the frost and snow and pounces on Lingxi who is in the Golden Crow Dharma Appearance.
The sky was filled with wind and snow, and the astonishing cold wave caused the fire spreading on Lingxi's Golden Crow Dharma Appearance to extinguish.
This is the last move of the Gui Po City Destroying Halberd, Wushuang Dance.
The Supreme Halberd Technique, which can only be practiced by the inner disciples of Guanghan Hall, is considered the best halberd in the world today in Wudong.
The power of the last move sublimates this halberd technique.
A halberd was swung out, changing the climate of this world, causing the entire altar to instantly enter the cold winter.
Feeling the pressure generated by the halberd, Qiang Rulingxi's face became serious.
But soon, a smile appeared on Lingxi's face, and her eyes showed the high fighting spirit that only appeared when fighting Huangfu Wuqin.
"Sun Wheel Technique!" Ling Xi formed a seal.
The monstrous sea of fire spread crazily around him with him as the center.
The ferocious fire waves soared into the sky, rising from the earth and slapping the sky.
At the same time, the roaring flames and the snow in the sky were confronting each other.
The Golden Crow Dharma covering Lingxi also turned into a real scorching sun.
Ling Xi came out with the big sun, took the initiative to rush into the center of the wind and snow where countless snow dragons were swirling, and punched the dozens of snow dragons that had already attacked and killed them in front of them.
Boom! ! !
The monstrous sea of fire moved with Ling Xi's fist, instantly shattering the figures of dozens of snow dragons and turning them into snow slag.
But Lingxi was also surrounded by the roaring snow dragons.
The ferocious dragon shadows all surrounded and attacked Ling Xi, making his protective body tremble.
Finally, it was shattered and a hole was left.
A few snow dragons followed the torn hole and attacked Ling Xi's body directly, hitting his golden armor.
Dang!
The loud sound of the cloud-piercing stone resounded through the sky the moment the snow dragon collided with the armor.
The Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra is indeed the number one fire path in Wudong.
He resisted the attacks of the dragons. The snow dragons were smashed to pieces by his palm, and the snow slag they turned into was evaporated by the heat on the armor.
But the power of Wushuang Wu should not be underestimated. It made several dents in the armor.
Under the protection of the scorching sun armor, a faint trace of blood flowed from the corner of Lingxi's mouth.
At this moment, Kong Ji stepped on the head of a snow dragon and soared into the air.
He waved dozens of halberds in succession, dancing in the wind and snow, causing an animated storm.
Phew! The wind and snow were getting stronger and stronger, almost freezing the altar.
Finally, a huge whirlpool of wind and snow formed in the central space of the altar where Ling Xi was.
In the center of the storm, hundreds of phantoms of snow dragons were swimming in it.
The strong wind pressure formed by condensing together froze Ling Xi's figure in mid-air.
Even though he was protected by the Great Sun and Golden Crow Sutra, he could hardly move at all.
"Roar!" How could Ling Xi just sit back and wait for death.
Under the armor, fire burst out from his eyes, and two flame beams shot out.
He tried his best to activate the power of his Dao Foundation and the Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra from the eye of the storm to the extreme.
Boom! ! ! A pillar of flame light rose into the sky from the altar.
It's like a flaming sword thrust straight into the sky, penetrating between heaven and earth.
He used his powerful cultivation to reverse this disadvantage and disperse the countless wind pressure surrounding him.
Seeing that he was about to rush out of the eye of the storm with endless fire.
At this time, Kong Zhen had already arrived on a dragon, with his halberd raised high, and with unparalleled momentum, he smashed the halberd against the pillar of fire that reached the sky.
The snow dragons swimming in the whirlpool of wind and snow gathered together at Kong Chan's call. Countless snow dragon shadows rushed into Kong Chan's halberd.
This halberd is Wushuang Wu’s strongest blow.
The shape of the bronze halberd has even changed. Tiny scales like dragon scales appear on the originally smooth halberd handle.
There are also dragon scales attached to the halberd blades on both sides.
The sharp halberd tip directly turned into a dragon head.
At this moment, Kong Ji’s momentum reached its peak.
The halberd in his hand was swung down towards Ling Xi who was in the pillar of fire.
"Death!" Accompanied by Kong Zhi's roar, the dragon head on the tip of the bronze halberd opened its eyes.
Ouch! ! !
A huge snow dragon head emerged from the center of the whirlpool of wind and snow, that is, under Ling Xi's feet. The head alone was nearly a hundred feet in size.
With endless dragon power, the snow dragon swallowed up the pillar of fire that Lingxi inspired.
Cang! The pillar of fire shattered under the dragon's head.
The snow dragon directly picked up Lingxi's Golden Crow Dharma Image and rushed into the sky.
As the snow dragon's body stretched, the entire body slowly emerged from the whirlpool of wind and snow.
Its dragon body is higher than the altar, but it is limited by Kong Ji's strength. Its body does not stare, and even feels illusory.
Even so, the Golden Crow Dharma Image in Xue Long’s mouth could not move at all.
Finally, the Golden Crow Dharma Image collapsed in Xue Long's mouth, revealing Ling Xi's true form. The armor of the Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra is also unable to defend against this terrifying offensive.
Large pieces of armor shattered under the terrifying power of the snow dragon.
The red blood poured out.
Ling Xi was about to be severely injured by this blow.
Suddenly, Kong Ji’s eyes narrowed.
He saw a sudden surge of breath above Ling Xi's head, and a cloud of luck that was half gilded and half pure white emerged on its own and was caught in his eyes.
The luck that took up half of the gilded color on Ling Xi suddenly appeared, and even stirred up the cloud of luck in Kong Ji's own body.
The gilt-colored cloud of luck, which was only the size of a copper coin, was forced out of Kong Ji's head.
At this point in the battle, the luck of both sides was finally stirred up.
A confrontation broke out in the air.
Obviously Kong Ji’s luck is not as good as Ling Xi’s.
The gold-plated luck that occupies half of the luck is extremely ferocious, baring its teeth and claws at the luck above Kong Ji's head.
Kong's luck is timid, as if he is trying his best to avoid the interference of Lingxi's luck.
“This is bad!” Seeing this scene, Kong Ji secretly thought in his heart and couldn’t help but frown.
In the past, Kong Ji’s luck was always better than his opponent’s.
Now Lingxi's luck has appeared, and it is so strong that Kong Ji's luck has to avoid its edge.
A bad feeling arose in his heart.
It was almost the moment this idea came up.
Suddenly, Kong Ji, who had looked as normal before, turned stiff, and he felt that there seemed to be a strange pain spreading in his meridians.
The extreme pain instantly spreads throughout the meridians throughout the body.
With a pale face, his throat felt so sweet that he couldn't help spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
“Poof!”
Immediately, even the shadow of the snow dragon riding at Kong Xian’s feet collapsed.
Kong Ji’s entire body fell from the void.
Following Kong Zhen's accident, the Wushuang Dancing Snow Dragon that beat Ling Xi until her hair was disheveled also let out an unwilling cry and turned into snowflakes scattered in the void.
In mid-air, Kong Zhi, with his head facing down, looked at Ling Xi who had escaped from his halberd, with a mouth full of dissatisfaction.
"What a pity!"
At this moment, the spiritual power in his body is empty. It turns out that the spiritual power in his body has been exhausted.
Obviously Kong Ji's current state is not enough to support Wushuangwu's terrifying consumption of spiritual energy.
With his powerful spiritual power comparable to that of Shenglun, he actually bottomed out instantly after swinging that halberd.
At this time, the luck above Ling Xi’s head was still exerting an influence on Kong Ji.
It seems to be amplifying the pain of the backlash of Kongji's moves.
Fortunately, at this time, the cloud pattern tablet deep in Kong Jiang's consciousness shook, dispelling the influence of Lingxi's luck on Kong Jiang.
Poof! With a muffled sound, Kong Ji's body fell heavily to the cold and hard ground of the altar.
On the other side, as the dragon's roar dispersed.
Ling Xi, who was covered in blood, finally broke free from the lingering power of the halberd. She knelt on one knee in the void, her chest rising and falling violently, breathing heavily, her eyes full of lingering fear.
If Kong Chi was to hit that blow completely, even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured and unable to fight again.
Unfortunately, Kong Ji’s realm was not strong enough to sustain such a terrifying blow, and the move failed halfway.
Thinking of this, Lingxi looked at Kong Xian's figure falling towards the altar, and a smile appeared on his mouth that was constantly dripping with blood: "It's a pity that you are not Shenglun!"
After saying that, Ling Xi took a pill, temporarily controlled her injuries, and then slowly landed in the direction where Kong Ji fell to the ground.
Kong Jin is now suffering from the violent backlash of Wushuang Wu, and his body is constantly twitching on the ground, in great pain.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xi shook her head, and said softly from the corner of her mouth where the blood was still wet: "You lose!"
As soon as these words fell, Kong Ji's body suddenly stopped. He stopped twitching, and slowly turned his head from the ground to look at Ling Xi, with a smile on his face, but there was no trace of pain from the backlash from the move.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xi felt a sigh of relief in her heart.
“No, you lost!”
Kong Ji stared at Ling Xi, his eyes as cold as ice that had never melted for thousands of years.
Almost the moment he finished speaking.
Ding! A pleasant sound of silver bells reached Ling Xi's ears.
Following the sound of the silver bell was a thunder.
Bang!
Golden thunder power exploded from the direction of the altar stone platform.
The endless thunder brilliance dyed the altar into pure gold.
A beautiful figure jumped out from the thunder sea, carrying the rolling thunder force, and came towards Lingxi.
In the sea of thunder, Huangfu Wuqin’s cold voice echoed through the altar.
"Your opponent is me!"
(End of this chapter)