The originally sunny weather suddenly became cold.
"Soon you will know that it is you, not me, who are looking for death."
Long Yang was locked by xuanbing Tiangong, and the cold glittering ice around him was approaching him, but he didn''t show any panic.
"Hum, I''m so arrogant when I''m dying."
Xuanchun''s level 5 potential pressure was exerted. An ice arrow condensed from the xuanbing heavenly bow in his hand was not shot immediately. He had to torture the dead dragon Yang slowly in order to eliminate his hatred.
He is confident that as long as he is locked by his xuanbing Tiangong, life and death are only between his thoughts.
Even martial artists of the same level dare not let him lock easily. Long Yang only has the importance of Wuyuan territory. Seeing that he doesn''t escape, they are only 100 meters away. It''s a suicide attempt.
"Now I''ll count three. You can escape. As long as you can escape my range, I''ll spare you a cheap life."
Xuanchun showed a cat and mouse smile.
"Why should I escape? An archer let the enemy close to him. I don''t know whether to say you''re an idiot or you''re an idiot."
Long Yang was speechless for the man with inflated self-confidence.
Obviously, he was teased by himself to make a fool of himself in public last time. Even if he underestimated the enemy, he should learn a lesson and don''t make the same mistake the next time he meets himself.
Yes, this time, he took out the xuanbing Tiangong for the first time and locked himself. He thought he would eat himself, and he was too proud to play the game of cat and mouse with himself.
He won''t think about it. Last time he despised the enemy and didn''t play a card, didn''t he have a card?
"Hum, you unkind guy, you''ve been given a chance. You want to die so much, and I''ll help you."
Don''t you know, Long Yang feels Xuanchun''s self-confidence is expanding, and he is not like this in Xuanchun''s eyes.
A guy from the first level of Wuyuan territory of Tianyang country, even if he is more powerful than the fourth level of Wuyuan territory, he can have more cards than the top royal children of the five countries.
When he really wants to kill a person, Xuanchun is never kind and soft hearted. He goes all out. The more frightened he looks at the other party before he dies, the more excited he is.
Xuanchun licked his lips. The five levels of potential pressure and energy gathered together and shot an arrow of death at Longyang.
The speed was fast to the extreme. There was no arrow shadow. I saw a dark blue awn flash away. The ice arrow had penetrated Longyang''s throat.
Long Yang fell from the air, turned into a pile of gravel and died with the wind.
"The art of illusion!"
"No way, I lock his breath!"
Xuanchun''s face changed dramatically and he couldn''t accept the facts at present.
"No matter how fast your arrow is, you can''t find my true self. It''s not in vain."
Long Yang''s figure appeared again 100 meters away.
"I don''t believe you can escape this time."
Xuanchun''s xuanbing skybow locks the target again and the arrow comes out.
Boom!
This time it ran through long Yang''s heart and his whole body was blown into gravel.
"Ha ha ha."
Long Yang''s figure appeared again. This time there were hundreds of figures. They all looked at Xuan Chun and laughed endlessly.
Xuanchun''s face was full of green veins and his dark blue light flashed, which made him like a hell Shura.
This time, he raised his hand and locked one of the targets. Instead of condensing an ice arrow, a funny smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
Long Yang suddenly had a strong crisis in his heart, and his cold hair blew up all over his body.
In the dark, he felt an arrow pointing at his head.
However, no matter how he feels when he releases his soul power, he can''t feel where the crisis comes from.
Unknown danger is the most deadly.
"Ha ha ha, although I can''t find your real hiding place, I can sense your hiding place with this xuanbing heavenly bow in my hand."
"Scared, trembling!"
It seemed that he felt the fear in Longyang''s heart. This time it was Xuanchun''s turn to smile happily.
"Is the xuanbing heavenly bow locking my self through my quicksand illusions?"
"However, even so, Xuanchun is now in my magic, and my self is not in the dreamland. How does xuanbing Tiangong ignore the dreamland to lock my self?"
A series of thoughts flashed through long Yang''s mind, but he still couldn''t find the problem, and the sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger, which made people sweat.
It''s so weird!
"Blood ice soul arrow!"
While laughing wildly, he opened the real pattern on the xuanbing heavenly bow. The whole xuanbing heavenly bow turned blood red and flashed the strange light of the demon. A blood arrow condensed and left the string to break through the air. The target was the original Buddha of Long Yang.
"Soul arrow..."
When Long Yang''s mind flashed, the ice arrow had passed through hundreds of phantoms. Ignoring the existence of the illusion, it directly shot at Long Yang. The ice crystal arrow feathers all over the sky burst into pieces, just like an ice rain.
"I have to admit that this guy is really a demon. He forced me to use my blood power to shoot a black blood ice soul arrow."
"Ha ha, this guy doesn''t understand why the xuanbing heavenly bow in my hand can perceive the hiding place of his true self until he dies."
"Tut Tut, situ Xuexiang''s little girl is so beautiful that she can''t imagine how terrible it is to be cruel. She is willing to sacrifice her virgin body to my xuanbing Tiangong."
"I don''t know where she got the secret skill. It can make my xuanbing heavenly bow shoot a soul locking arrow. Unfortunately, the blood curse on the blood ice soul arrow can only take effect against Long Yang. Now if you shoot long Yang dead, you can''t shoot the bleeding ice soul arrow anymore."
"Alas, it''s a pity that the little girl died, but the dragon also died. It''s worth it. Don''t worry about it“
Xuanchun could no longer feel the breath of Long Yang, and was finally greatly relieved.
Blood ice soul arrow is his strongest card to kill Long Yang. It not only consumes his real yuan, but also stings his soul. He can hardly keep flying in the air.
"I see."
When Xuanchun was flying down to find a hiding place to adjust his breath and restore Zhenyuan, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, which directly scared him to fall to the ground from ten meters in the air and threw up a burst of dust.
Xuanchun wouldn''t be hurt if he fell down even at a high distance. Just now, he consumed too much real yuan and soul power. This fall almost moved his internal organs and couldn''t help but spit out blood.
"Cough, cough, cough... You, why aren''t you dead?"
Xuanchun stared at Long Yang, who appeared safely beside him. He couldn''t wipe the blood on his mouth, and his eyes blackened with fear.
"Thank you. If you hadn''t shouted so loudly, I wouldn''t have thought of the way to escape from the word soul arrow."
Long Yang said, thinking that he almost died under the blood ice soul arrow, he was also a lingering fear.
In fact, the blood ice soul arrow is a soul curse attack. When it is shot, the soul fragments contained in the blood ice soul arrow will directly attack the other party''s soul. The deeper the resentment is, the stronger the curse is, the more terrible the attack is.
In order to avenge his father and brother, situ Xuexiang is willing to sacrifice his virgin''s blood to Xuanchun''s xuanbing Tiangong and refine his curse with his soul, just to kill Longyang.
Now that he knows that it''s a soul curse attack, it''s easy for Long Yang to deal with it.
Although this curse is strong, how can it be better than the Dragon Yang who has two generations of souls and has practiced Dayan Dragon Soul Art.
What makes Long Yang puzzling is that he feels that although situ Xuexiang''s resentment is deep, it also contains a wisp of other thoughts, which virtually weakens the power of the soul curse attack.
Xuanchun opened his eyes, which were full of incredible colors.
The name of blood ice soul arrow was taken by himself. He felt that there was a sense of mystery in his majesty. He shouted with great momentum. Pulling the wind, he would never think of it. Instead, Long Yang escaped.
This is a naked satire on him.
"You can''t kill me."
Xuanchun saw that long Yang was approaching step by step, which frightened him to run back with both hands.
"You''re really kidding. You can kill me. Why can''t I kill you?"
Long Yang looked at Xuan Chun who was fleeing like an idiot.
"I''m the son of xuantu, the current head of Xuanshi royal family. You can''t live if you kill me. As long as you don''t kill me, I''ll let my father reward you heavily when you go out."
Like other children, Xuanchun is usually arrogant and cruel. Once he faces death threats, he moves out of his family or Lao Tzu to scare his opponents, or throws out a pile of interests to lure his opponents.
"You were born the son of Emperor Wu, can''t you die with dignity?"
Long Yang contemptuously ejected a wisp of chaotic dragon flame and burned him to ashes.
"What''s the matter? Xuanchun''s name disappeared from the ranking card."
"After Yunguang and yunzan, even Xuanchun died."
"Have they all met level 6 monsters? But even if they meet them, they have the ability to protect themselves."
For a time, the top royal children of the five countries in the territory of the Ziyang emperor panicked, which had never happened before to participate in the big competition of the six countries in the territory of the Ziyang emperor.
"Ha ha ha, good death."
"Xuanchun is the fourth level king of martial arts. He died too. It seems that the Ziyang emperor''s territory is more terrible than rumored."
"Was it killed by a monster or by Long Yang?"
The elite fighters of Tianyang Kingdom also speculated one after another.
"Ah! Xuanchun, my son!"
The head of Xuanshi imperial family beat his chest and feet like lightning.
The Imperial Envoys and other warriors of the five countries looked at each other and couldn''t help but raise an ominous omen in their hearts.
Huangfu Qianyang and the top ten Wuhuang also looked at each other, but their hearts were different.
"Good death!"
"Hahaha, God finally opened his eyes. Now it''s your turn to die miserably for the five top royal children."
"If I were killed by Long Yang, I would feel more relieved. Ha ha, just die. It''s better to die more."
The ten Wuhuang ruthlessly vented their excitement in their hearts.
Ziyang emperor''s territory every ten years is a nightmare for their ten forces.
Now, this nightmare first came to the other five countries, and their pain has finally alleviated a lot.
However, at this time, in the realm of Ziyang emperor, because of the death of Xuanchun, the children of the top imperial families in the five countries accelerated the pace of meeting, and a massacre against the elite warriors of Tianyang country is about to begin.