The cold and disdainful voice resounded through the audience.

But it was like a slap in the face of the young man in white.

"You..." The young man in white looked at Xiao Yi, narrowing his eyes.

In the next second, he glanced at the fist marks on his chest and the flames raging around the fist marks, frowned.

"Disperse." The young man in white yelled coldly, and forcibly dissipated the flame aura from the fist marks.

"It has some strength," the young man in white said lightly.

"However, that's all."

The voice fell, and the young man in white made another move.

The white-clothed young man blasted out with a palm, and white light lingered in the palm.

In the white light, what is contained is a strong and extremely cold breath.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

He could obviously feel a fatal threat from this palm.

The palm of the white-clothed young man is at least a martial skill above the holy rank, or even stronger.

Such a strong martial art, and it contains such an amazing vitality, but it can be used casually.

The strength of this person is really strong.

However, Xiao Yi was still not afraid, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger.

He had just been able to blast the white-clothed young man with a punch, because the boiling demon fire burned his body's vitality in an instant, which greatly increased his strength.

Yuanli burning and the purple flame field condensed. Simply put, this is the strongest state on his fire.

boom…

Xiao Yi punched out.

The collision of the palm and the fist did not immediately tell the winner.

It is the confrontation between the extreme frost between the palm and the fist and the terrifying flame.

Zi... Zi... Zi...

The terrifying high-temperature flame is constantly burning with frost.

Frost is also rapidly sealing flames with ice.

However, even though Frost was cold, even extremely cold, it still couldn't help the world's mighty flames.

Under Xiao Yi's full strength, the flames were often frozen in the slightest, breaking the seal instantly.

The confrontation between Frost and Flame did not tell the outcome for a long time.

On the contrary, the breath that broke out between the two became more and more astonishing.

The flames gradually became monstrous, rushing straight into the sky, turning into a sea of ​​flames all around.

The frost is also soaring, and behind the young man in white, a frost storm gradually becomes.

The icy cold of the frost storm even overwhelmed the endless wind and snow on this blizzard.

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

A torrent of weather broke out between the two collisions.

Around Xiao Yi, the wind and snow began to melt.

Around the young man in white, the snow condensed and turned into ice.

"Rewind, these two guys are so strong." The martial artist around, his face changed, and he retreated instantly.

Including the peak powerhouses of the Saint King Realm, they also retreated instantly.

The confrontation between the sea of ​​fire and the frost storm continues.

After a full few minutes, the sea of ​​fire suddenly passed the frost storm.

"Huh?" The young man in white frowned.

Those icy eyes flashed a little unbelievable.

"How is it possible that your strength is surging to this point?"

The young man in white looked at Xiao Yi coldly.

"You are going to lose." Xiao Yi sneered, "If you don't compete with me for Yuanli, or the battle can be stalemate for a long time."

Yes, this confrontation between the sea of ​​fire and the frost storm was originally the confrontation between Xiao Yi and the young man in white.

Fight with Xiao Yi?

Unless this young man in white is a martial arts emperor.

But obviously, he is only the peak cultivation base of the Saint King Realm.

If the young man in white can take the hand in time before, perhaps Xiao Yi will need a lot of work to win, and it may even be difficult to win.

But now, the outcome is determined.

boom…

The sea of ​​flames passed the frost storm in an instant, and the frost storm collapsed in an instant.

The sea of ​​fire directly engulfed the young man in white.

Xiao Yi's fist blasted him straight away.

"Puff." The white-clothed young man spit out blood, and the blood was spilled over the white, embarrassed.

However, the young man in white did not stop.

Just stabilizing the injury, a white light flashed through his hand.

It was a token, and it looked no different from Bing Zun Ling.

However, there is no half of the vicissitudes and ancient breath on the token.

If you guessed it correctly, this is one of the 16 Ice Venerable Orders.

"Are you not only an Ice Palace warrior, but also one of the 16 Tianjiao?" Xiao Yi frowned.

During his lifetime, the Ice Venerable left 8 Ice Venerable Orders scattered throughout the Central Region, and those who are predestined to obtain them.

The forces created by the disciples of the Ice Master later created 16 new Ice Master orders.

16 new ice orders, obtained by 16 recognized peerless talents.

These 16 people, any one of them, are all the best in the world.

No wonder this young man in white clothes is young, but at 25 or 6, he already has the peak cultivation of the Saint King Realm.

At this age, with such a cultivation level, it is terrifying.

Moreover, with such a level of cultivation, he has an extremely strong strength, and even one palm before can make him vomit blood.

"Humph." The young man in white snorted coldly. "If you know my identity, you should also know. Today you will definitely lose."

The white-clothed young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Ice Venerable Order in his hand suddenly exploded with a powerful aura.

Under the breath, the aura of the white-clothed young man suddenly soared.

"To mobilize the power in Bing Zun Ling?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Xiao Yi knew about the eight ice orders left by Venerable Ice, and he also opened one.

However, Xiao Yi didn't know what exactly the 16 new ice orders were.

And now it seems that these 16 new Ice Venerable Orders are obviously unpredictable.

The aura that this white-clothed young man has on his hand alone has reached the rank of the middle-grade sacred artifact.

Even compared with his Leng Yan sword.

Whoosh... The young man in white has already shot again.

A palm blasted out, and the extreme frost turned into a monstrous storm, pressing on Xiao Yi.

After the storm, the snow on the ground and the cold wind around it all turned into dust.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned and blasted a punch, condensing the sky.

Almost the moment when the sea of ​​fire and the storm blasted against each other, the ground instantly cracked.

Xiao Yi stepped forward and jumped into the sky.

The young man in white is also a flash, chasing him up.

"This is your strongest combat power, right?" Xiao Yi said indifferently.

The white-clothed young man said nothing, just thumping out from his palm, and a terrifying frost storm swept out.

"Angry fingers." Xiao Yi shouted coldly.

Condensed with two fingers, tapped out gently.

The seemingly simple finger, but the force is like a broken bamboo, and instantly broke through the frost storm.

Fingertips touched the palm of the young man in white.

The cold frost in the palm of the young man in white clashed with the flames of Xiao Yi's fingertips.

"Huh?" The young man in white suddenly changed his face.

The bursts of fire light instantly suppressed his frost.

"Puff." The young man in white spouted a mouthful of blood, only to feel countless flames raging in his body.

"What martial skill are you?"

"You lost." Xiao Yi said coldly.

At this moment, a cold shout suddenly came.

"You are the one who lost, Shaking Star Palm."

"Huh?" Xiao Yi's expression changed.

Boom... A domineering palm wind hit his back heavily.

"Puff." Xiao Yi spouted out blood, and the face under the mask was instantly weak and pale.

...

Third more. (The three shifts today have been completed.)

What is owed yesterday will be made up tomorrow.

I can't stay up all night, sorry, but Xiao Ba promised that it will be done tomorrow.