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[316] Do not believe until death
At the foot of Mount Everest, on the viewing platform, countless low-level warriors and ordinary people are staring at the peak of Mount Everest, wishing to travel far and wide.
"Look at Mount Everest trembling!"
"Oh my god, what kind of horrible battle has been experienced up there?"
"It's not just Mount Everest, our feet seem to be shaking too."
"Look at the white silk emerging from the ground!"
"It's terrible, what happened?"
The entire Mount Everest is crumbling, and it seems that it will collapse at any time.
Everyone trembled, their faces turned pale with fright, and the bigwigs in the land of Yunchuan were even more frightened. If Mount Everest collapsed, would it still be the highest peak in the world? And those of them who are at the foot of Mount Everest have no time to escape!
"Everyone, don't panic, this is a knife from my master!"
A smile appeared on the corner of Ren Tianxing's mouth, it has begun, the decisive battle is finally about to begin! His strength is not enough to directly stand on the top of Mount Everest, so in order not to affect the decisive battle of Master, he did not go up.
? If you are a master, you can't be sloppy.
"One knife?" Everyone's eyes were full of doubts.
Ren Tianxing's expression was extremely proud: "That's right, my master borrowed the most powerful sword formed by the cold air of Mount Everest for thousands of years, which can cut off the Yellow River and split Mount Tai."
"Ye Jiuxuan, he is doomed!"
Hearing this, all members of the Zangshen clan were overjoyed, and all praised:
"Senior Lang Xiaoyao joined hands with the ancestor, how could he, Ye Jiuxuan, come back alive?"
"Haha, how can a mere Ye Jiuxuan resist such a mountain-shaking power?"
"That's right, killing Ye Jiuxuan is like chopping vegetables."
Yunhushan and the others looked angry, and at the same time, their hearts were filled with deep worry.
"Mr. Ye, you are invincible! Mr. Ye, you will never die!!" Yun Feiyang roared, expressing all his admiration for Ye Xuan.
"Hmph, whether he is dead or not, we will talk about it after he survives." The clansmen of the Zang Shen clan sneered.
Zang Shen Tiansheng and Zang Shen Yanran fixed their eyes on the top of Mount Everest. This decisive battle decided their fate.
Zang Shenbingqing's expression was extremely complicated, and she couldn't tell how she felt about Ye Xuan, but she vaguely didn't want the boy to die like this.
She rested her chin on her arm, looked up at the top of the mountain, and muttered to herself, "It would be great if you weren't the enemy of our family!"
The top of Mount Everest!
Countless hoarfrost cold air frantically gathered together like a cicada chrysalis spinning silk, and finally, this cold air gathered into a huge sword light.
"Have you ever seen a knife that fell from the sky?"
"I turned the knife into cold air, and induced the coldness of thousands of miles, everywhere, everywhere, this is the victory of having a knife without a knife!"
Lang Xiaoyao's eyes were red, obviously he had exhausted all his strength.
He pushed with both hands, and the huge sword glow slowly fell from the sky!
Before the sword light arrived, the overwhelming pressure had already fallen from the sky!
Boom boom!
The entire Mount Everest seemed to be bent over by the blade light, and it was hundreds of meters shorter out of thin air.
Countless huge stones on the mountain shattered into countless small pieces and fell down, and more stones turned into ashes directly.
The cold air formed by the accumulation of tens of millions of years is all stimulated by the ice drinking mad knife, even if it is only one ten thousandth, it is enough to change the color of the world.
Once the cold air was drawn away, at the same time all the ice and snow on the nearby mountains and rivers melted instantly, and the melting snow water poured down surgingly, which was a hundred times more powerful than the millennium snow tide just now.
This time, not only those snow mountains, but the snow water of more than a dozen nearby snow mountains all melted and gathered more and more, eventually forming a big flood!
"There is a flood, run!"
"It's over, run up the mountain!"
"My God! Help!"
Many people have already been submerged by the flood, and that's not all. The flood raged and rushed directly to the Ice and Snow City. The 100,000 people in the city had no time to escape, and were swept away by the huge whirlpool. Their lives and deaths were unknown.
"It's over, it's over!"
Zang Shen Tiansheng looked sad and indignant, since the Ice and Snow City was built more than 400 years ago, the Zang Shen clan has produced countless great heroes, but in his hands, even the city can't be kept!
Ye Xuan, all this is because of Ye Xuan!
"Ye Jiu?, I, Zang Shenshi, are at odds with you! He roared, staring at the top of Mount Everest, surging with mad hatred.
"Run away, if you don't run away, we will be submerged in the flood."
The viewing platform is relatively high, so it is okay for a while, but judging by the water potential, there is no intention of stopping at all.
It's really a fight between gods and gods, and mortals suffer.
Everyone had to retreat to the top of Mount Everest, and kept running to higher places. With their physical fitness, they could not climb Mount Everest without wearing any equipment, but it was still possible to climb to an altitude of four to five thousand meters. .
On the top of Mount Everest, a battle has begun.
"Using the qi of mountains, rivers and rivers for my own use, this cold qi is tens of thousands of times better than my land's yin and yang techniques!"
Long Xuetong muttered to himself, eyes full of horror.
"Using a knife to enter Taoism is a divine technique. I'm afraid Ye Jiuxuan will be defeated!"
Xu Wuzi was startled and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He deserved his reputation as the most mad knife in the world. If he faced this terrifying knife light, he might not even have the courage to stand up.
Xiao Chuqing and He Monan tightly clenched their fists, praying for something.
"You are wrong, Wanli Youhan is only in one thought."
When Ye Xuan's unsalty voice reached Lang Xiaoyao's ears, Lang Xiaoyao still didn't believe it. Burying the cold air of tens of thousands of years and thousands of miles with vigor, can the boy on the opposite side be able to decipher it in a single thought?
impossible! He doesn't believe it! Do not believe!
He exhausted all his strength and widened his eyes, wanting to see the scene where Ye Xuan was crushed and turned into ashes by the huge blade light, but unexpectedly, he finally saw a scene that he would never forget.
I saw Ye Xuan's eyelids twitching slightly, his whole body became almost transparent, and in the next second he merged with the blade light made of cold air.
In the next second, the sword light passed Ye Xuan and flew out quickly. This cold light will eventually turn into a cold current, which will have a huge impact on the ecological environment of the entire earth.
"Why? Why? Impossible, why are you okay?"
Lang Xiaoyao went crazy and asked three times in a row.
Ye Xuan said lightly: "Do you think that you can become invincible in the world by turning a knife into cold air and arousing the thousands of miles of cold air near Mount Everest for thousands of years?"
"You're wrong, I said that on top of 'no sword is better than having a sword', there is also 'the sword is me, and I am the sword'. In the same way, the cold air is me, and I am the cold air. , how can you kill me who is also cold?"
As soon as the voice fell to the ground, Lang Xiaoyao fell straight and straight, his eyes were wide open, and it was obvious that he was dying.
Ye Xuan didn't kill him, he died from a broken heart, with an unbelievable look on his face before he died.
He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it until he dies!
In fact, it is not unbelief, but unwillingness.
? In November of the 1898 year, at the top of Mount Everest, Xuanzun frightened Lang Xiaoyao to death with a single thought. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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