Fights Break Sphere: The Ice Saint of the Xiao Clan

Chapter 255 The First Battle

The festivities of the lanterns and festoons have not faded away. At this moment, the main hall of Tianmanzong fell into silence. Xiao Han calmly played with the wine bottle full of good wine in his hand, even though he made various difficult movements and even threw it up from time to time. The liquid in it did not spill out.

Facts have proved that what he considered was still too simple.

Xiao Han just now hoped to take advantage of the joy of the crowd to take the opportunity to propose the exchange of the remains of the saints, and the crowd who were originally joking showed their aura in an instant.

Nearly ten Dou Sheng powerhouses and several Dou Zun are absolute superpowers even in Zhongzhou, which makes Xiao Han feel rather tricky.

However, what really caught his attention was the reaction of the high-ranking members of the Tianman Sect or the Sect Master of the Desolate Jing Heaven.

Because just from the murderous eyes of many elders, Xiao Han can judge that this suzerain is more reliable.

"Ice Saint..." There was a long silence, and finally, Huang Jingtian's words overwhelmed everything in the hall.

"Or..."

"Pavilion Master Su!" Huang Jingtian said without joy or sorrow: "I wonder what price you are willing to pay in exchange for the remains of many saints of our Tianman sect?"

Xiao Han looked happy, there is a chance?
And Xiao Han's reaction was completely different from the other elders and the Supreme Master of the Tianman Sect.

"Sovereign, how can this be!"

"The slough of the saint is the most precious treasure of my family, how can I give it to others so easily."

"..."

Facing the chattering of the elders, Huang Jingtian lightly raised his hand, and all the voices stopped immediately, but the unresponsive and puzzled eyes still showed their attitudes.

At this time, Huang Jingtian's thin and small figure suddenly appeared a domineering force:

"I agree, do you have any opinions?"

Everyone stopped talking, even if there were one or two hard-headed people, they were stopped by others before they could speak.

Just kidding, although the sloughs of the saints are precious, they are not rare in the Tianman sect. A lot of them fall into the forbidden area to eat ashes. The suzerain has spoken, and their subordinates can just obey.

There is a difference between the slough of the saint in the Tianman sect and the corpse of the saint in the mainland, all of which benefit from their special exercises and cultivation methods.

Every time the Heavenly Man sect's Dou Sheng powerhouse improves his cultivation level by one star, he will leave behind a fleshy body like a snake shedding its skin. What Xiao Han wants is this saint's slough that can serve as the Dou Sheng's corpse.

However, although there are many sloughs of the Tianman sect accumulated over the years, these sloughs are of great benefit to physical cultivation, and Xiao Han is already ready to bleed for it.

"Then ask Suzerain Huang to offer a price!" Xiao Han is determined to win these things.

"Hehe!" Huang Jingtian waved his hand, "There's no rush!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a breath of a peerless beast came over his face, making Xiao Han's body tense up unconsciously.

Under Xiao Han's strict formation, Huang Jingtian's voice slowly rang out in the hall: "Just ask your Excellency to prove it first..."

"Your qualification!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Han's complexion changed, and a huge frost shield stood in front of him instantly, and the cold air permeated all around.

Immediately after...

The roar resounded in the hall, and the incomparably hard shield that Xiao Han condensed turned into powder like tofu.

Huang Jingtian's thin figure on the seat gradually dissipated, replaced by the peerless overlord who confronted Xiao Han.

At the beginning of the battle between the two, all the elders who had some eyesight quickly left the hall, and then, a giant mask covering the entire mountain range suddenly rose.

Various lines flowed on the mask, and the coercion exuded made all the monsters in the entire mountain range prostrate on the ground, trembling all over.

Sensing the movement of the outside world, the corners of Xiao Han's mouth slightly curled up:
"Since Sect Master Huang has such a taste, I..."

"You should take care of yourself!"

Body like a streamer, countless ice-blue spears burst towards Huang Jingtian under Xiao Han's control.

On the way the spear passed, the space cracks that were as dark as arrows were gradually healing.

Facing this move that even ordinary Seven Star Fighting Saints would avoid for a while, Huang Jingtian stood indifferently.

Immediately, let out a low drink!
The originally thin body suddenly swelled, and the spear pierced the latter's body fiercely, and there was a sound of gold and iron intertwined.

"Tianman sect is worthy of being a holy place for physical cultivation!" Xiao Han was amazed, just relying on this world-leading defense power is enough to make the other party a model for physical cultivation.

"But..." Xiao Han formed a strange seal on his left hand, "This is not enough!"

"Oh?" Hearing Xiao Han's words, Huang Jingtian was even more excited, "Haha~"

"Then let me see the ability of the strong in Zhongzhou!" Immediately there was another shout,
"The golden body of the barbarian king!" Huang Jingtian turned into a shining golden statue, the beating of his heart was so eye-catching here, every punch and kick had the potential to shatter the sky.

"That will satisfy you!" Xiao Han's figure disappeared suddenly, and a gust of wind and snow slammed into the hall, and the cold low temperature was enough to freeze to death all the strong under the fighting saint.

"Bound!"

"Ice Fiend Gun!"

I saw white silk threads shot out from the ice blue spear that was originally bounced off by Huang Jingtian, tightly entwined around Huang Jingtian's body.

The latter tried to pull it, but was surprised to find that these silk threads were entangled more and more tightly.

Under Xiao Han's control, countless ice spears flew in the air, and immediately inserted into the wall of the hall with unstoppable vigor. The huge pressure caused dense cracks to appear on the wall, and endless halos flowed in the spears , the center of which is a golden body.

Huang Jingtian suddenly felt that the battle energy in his body was rapidly draining.

Facing this scene, the former did not panic, but commented with great interest: "Your Excellency's knowledge of formations is really admirable!"

Xiao Han directly hides the formation in the attack. If he encounters an ordinary fighting saint, it can be said that he is hard to defend and will cause great trouble.

how...

Huang Jingtian's face flushed red, his muscles were knotted, and he stepped on it suddenly!
Tens of thousands of strong silk threads were torn off by brute force!And the ground under Huang Jingtian's feet was sunken several feet down.

Many Heavenly Man sect masters who controlled the protective shield from the outside world only felt the sudden surge of pressure. They all shouted loudly and poured battle energy into the entire formation. The originally blue mask gradually mixed with a little blood red.

Everyone just felt bitter for a while, their suzerain was originally a pervert, and now they can meet a pervert who can have back and forth with him!
Back on the battlefield in the main hall, the floor that could withstand the bombardment of the Dou Sheng powerhouse at this moment without being destroyed has already been pitted by the fight between the two.

Xiao Han's white robe was covered with a solid layer of frost battle armor, and his face was completely covered by a mask with ice dragon patterns. He held a blue spear in his hand, and every move he made seemed to be charging into battle on the battlefield. of the dead.

In front of him, there is a figure exuding bright golden light, which is somewhat similar to the Arhat Buddha of Zhongzhou Buddhist monks. Every time it collides with Xiao Han's spear, the clear and crisp sound proves the terrible hardness of this golden body .

"Shoot, Dark Sun!"

The spear in Xiao Han's hand crossed a strange arc, a little cold star penetrated the space, and appeared in front of Huang Jingtian in an instant. The body of the spear exuded a strong cold air. A scene of falling, falling into darkness.

Immediately, Huang Jingtian woke up from the illusion, and with ecstasy, he withdrew slightly, a light print circulated in the palm of his hand, and the surrounding space was absorbed by it.

"Barbarian King's Jue, Clear Space Seal!"

Immediately slam it down coldly!

(End of this chapter)