Chapter 2975: What Is Scary

boom…

A roar.

The earth cracked instantly.

Kaka Kaka…

The cracked earth, the cracks continue to spread and spread, such as dense spider webs, it is extremely terrifying.

However, the earth did not turn into powder as expected, but there were countless violent impacts from the ground.

Boom...boom...boom...boom...

Countless violent forces hit the ground.

The countless cracks in the cracked earth are basically formed by these forces.

bang...

With an ear-piercing explosion, a crack on the ground burst apart, and a hot golden-yellow lava blasted out.

In the next instant, a thousand layers of waves were stirred up like a stone, and countless fire pillars of molten lava completely broke through the countless cracks on the ground.

The earth, no longer cracked, has become a sea of ​​lava and fire.

"Not good." Dongfang Kuanglan's expression changed.

He has already exhausted his strength, and his hands are constantly fighting with Xiao Yi.

But in the face of Xiao Yi's storm-like attack, he was only forced to retreat step by step.

Only a strong man who really faces this young man will know how terrifying this young man is.

Only a powerhouse who truly stands on the same level as this young man, who can truly make this young man fully display his strength, can truly understand the horror of this young man named Xiao Yi.

Under the storm-like offensive, there are endless means, one palm is fiercer than the other, and one sword is sharper than the other.

With the support of the huge Qiquan, Xiao Yi was able to break out in a 'luxurious' way.

Those countless means are all powerful, any one of them is enough to make a normal warrior break out with a combat power far beyond his own, any one is enough to make people dream.

The ghosts and gods, the battles of the Tang family, and the ancient methods of the Fengyan family... The essence of the hundred martial arts is fully displayed in Xiao Yi's hands in an almost "swaying" way.

There are also the Eight Temple methods, various ancient methods, and countless others.

This young man's attack methods are not even half the same.

When countless powerful means appear in the hands of a strong man who can splurge wildly, what kind of amazing light will burst out?

This is Xiao Yi.

Dongfang Kuanglan clearly felt that this young man really explained the big characters of what is invincible at the same level incisively and vividly.

The turbulent waves in the east have indeed blocked the violent storms from the demon realm repeatedly.

However, if every drop of water in this torrential rain is different from each other, and each of them is strong and domineering; if the wind blows endlessly, it seems to be endless.

How can he stop, how can he stop?

He was only forced to retreat step by step.

Now, this sudden burst of golden lava has forcibly sealed all his escape routes.

He felt even more horrified that although this young man was fighting madly now, he was not in a shambles.

This is where a strong man is truly terrifying.

Dongfang Kuanglan's footsteps were stagnant, and there was no way to retreat. It was a violent step, and when his feet fell, the boiling lava stopped in an instant, and it was as calm as a mirror.

At the same instant, Dongfang Kuanglan raised his hands together, regretting Xiao Yi's attack for the first time.

Xiao Yi sneered, the stormy offensive turned into an extremely delicate sword stance in an instant.

"Twenty-four ice smashes."

The sharp sword in his hand suddenly froze again.

But it wasn't a Ziyan sharp sword, but a strange sharp sword emitting an ice-white flame.

Sword, cold and hot.

The sharp sword, straight to the east, gallops away.

Dongfang Kuanglan blasted out with a palm of his left hand, and the palm of his right palm slapped on the back of his left palm. The strange palm was surprisingly thick, and the palm was even more powerful than before.

The palm and the sword, as before, collided instantly.

The tip of the sword touched the palm of his hand.

Ka... The sword is broken, but it is like ice.

Broken ice, like fire broken.

Ka Ka Ka ... broken sound, sounded twenty-four times in a row.

Dongfang Kuanglan's palm was instantly pierced.

This was the first time he was injured, and it was still in this full-strength way of head-on collision between the two.

"Huh?" Dongfang Kuanglan frowned as he looked at his palm.

There was no blood dripping from the pierced palm.

The scary hole pierced through the sword mark, from the outside, the palm was frozen; from the inside, the flesh inside was burnt to black, and then instantly turned into ashes.

"What a terrible sword." Dongfang Kuanglan suddenly changed his face.

The ice block on the palm spreads instantly at this moment.

An extremely cold feeling spread from the palm to the arm in an instant, and quickly flooded the whole body.

Under the icy exterior, there is extreme burning pain inside.

His intuition told him that if the ice block was allowed to spread, his entire arm would be bizarrely burned to ashes, and even his entire body would be damaged.

Dongfang Kuanglan was shocked.

This was his first hard regret, but it was also an instant defeat, almost in a mess, and he was in danger of dying.

"Broken." Dongfang Kuanglan shouted violently.

The palm of his hand surged out.

A profound cultivation base is revealed.

Xiao Yi's offensive continued, and the coldness in his eyes grew.

The twenty-four smashing ice slashes cast by the ice and dark fire are so terrifying.

It stands to reason that the exercises and methods inherited by the Ice Venerable are all performed with the Primordial Force of the Ice Dao in order to exert their power.

But this time, it was cast with Fire Path instead.

However, Bing Ming Nether Fire itself is special, not only fits it, but erupts with stronger power.

swoosh...swish...swish...swish...swish...

Xiao Yi's figure flashed instantly.

In the air, there are only countless flickering afterimages.

Wow... afterimages, transient snowstorms.

"Ice illusion incarnation?" Dongfang Kuanglan was able to dissolve the ice seal in his palm, and suddenly returned to Xiao Yi's violent offensive.

With his eyesight, he can see at a glance that this is the incarnation of the famous ice illusion in the Ice Palace, and one of the strongest ice movement techniques in the hands of the Ice Venerable.

Dongfang Kuanglan had only a solemn expression on his face.

He can judge the strength of the means in an instant, and the mere avatar of ice illusion is actually not enough to make him so dignified.

But he also knew very well that any means, displayed in the hands of this young man in front of him, would definitely turn corruption into magic, multiplying the power, so he did not dare to take it lightly, instead of being dignified and inexplicable.

However, in just one breath, he suddenly discovered that just being dignified is far from enough.

In his eyes, the phantom blizzard, where is the ordinary blizzard.

The wind and snow blew past, everything was frozen, but everything turned to ashes.

This is an extremely cold wind and snow, and it is a scorching hot wind and snow with a terrible temperature.

"Crap, go back." Dongfang Kuanglan suddenly thought of something, and his face changed drastically.

Without caring about anything else, he slammed his hands out, and then a monstrous aura blasted in all directions.

The powerhouses of the Dongfang family, including Dongfang Jinglong, Dongfang Jinglei, and a group of Dongfang clan elders, were instantly blown away by this heavy palm.

He knew very well that if the wind and snow broke out completely, all the surrounding Dongfang family members would be instantly frozen into vivid ice sculptures.

However, under the beautiful ice sculptures, there will be corpses burned to ashes.

boom…

The wind and snow had already hit Dongfang Kuanglan.

Dongfang Kuanglan just pushed back the surrounding clansman with all his strength, but he didn't have the energy to resist.

The wind and snow disappeared in an instant, and the afterimage reappeared.

With a palm, it fell heavily on Dongfang Kuanglan.

swoosh...swish...swish...swish...

Countless afterimages turned into a storm-like offensive again, falling from the palm of their hand.

Every time a palm fell, Dongfang Kuanglan had an additional trace of ice on his body.

"Pfft." Dongfang Kuanglan spat out a mouthful of blood.

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