Bang!

The ice blade collided with Zhuo Wen's fist and shattered in the blink of an eye.

The moment the skates shattered, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the deep pit, appearing behind Zhuo Wen.

"Zhuowen, die for me!"

This black shadow was Bing Hui, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he held the ice spear in his hand, and stabbed at the back of Zhuo Wen's head.

"Fate Time and Space Kill!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold, and he used his only self-created supernatural power, Fate Time and Space Kill.

Immediately, a long purple river surged out of the void behind him, and in the blink of an eye, Bing Hui was swept into it.

In the purple river, Binghui had the illusion that his fate was being strangled, an invisible force seemed to be undulating the string of his fate.

But soon, Binghui came to his senses, swiped the spear in his hand, and the purple river suddenly collapsed, and he also rushed out of the purple river.

And Zhuo Wen has already distanced himself from Binghui in this short moment.

"The power of Destiny Time and Space Kill can no longer keep up with my strength!"

Seeing the purple river being easily broken by Binghui, Zhuo Wen sighed in his heart.

His strength has improved too fast. Destiny Time and Space Kill was one of his trump cards at the beginning, but now it is not enough.

Zhuo Wen's gaze fell on Bing Hui, and he found that the latter was in a terrible state of distress, the ice armor on his body was broken, dripping with blood, and his aura became much more sluggish.

"Zhuowen, I underestimated you. I never expected that you possessed a second-order sky-shattering artifact! How could you, a mere native creature, have such an artifact!" Binghui said slightly out of breath.

Zhuo Wen grinned and said, "I think you'd better go underground and ask Lord Yan about this matter!"

After speaking, Zhuo Wen took a step forward, no longer concealing the strength on his body, he burst out and charged towards Binghui.

Binghui's face changed slightly. His injuries were too serious, his strength had also dropped a lot, and the life-saving ice armor on his body was also severely damaged.

However, Zhuo Wen has just been promoted, his strength has reached an unprecedented peak, and he gradually has the intention to retire.

Boom!

Zhuowen's offensive came in the blink of an eye, but Binghui had no choice but to resist.

The goose feather heavy snow is still falling, but the heavy snow is not as violent as it was at the beginning, and gradually began to lighten.

Pooh!

The two figures collided in the heavy snow, and immediately one figure flew upside down and landed heavily on the snow.

"Too weak! Binghui, you've become so weak, it's really hard to fight!"

Zhuo Wen's feet landed on the ground, without stopping at all, and darted towards Binghui again.

Binghui squeezed the formula with both hands, and condensed two ice spears, but they were both crushed by Zhuo Wen's punch.

Click!

Zhuowen's right fist fell vertically and hit Binghui's body heavily. There was a ring-shaped energy ripple in the air, and Binghui was pierced by his punch and nailed to the ground.

"I'm not reconciled! You ant, if I hadn't been limited by the starry sky, and my cultivation could only be at the fifth peak, I would have crushed you to death with one finger!"

Binghui was obviously at the point of exhaustion, his eyes were round, he stared at Zhuo Wen, and roared unwillingly.

"If I were in the same realm as you, if I fought you in the chaotic starry sky, I could crush you to death with one finger!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, full of killing intent. He inherited from the ancient Hongmeng formula, and his strength was unmatched. In the same realm, he was the only one who could instantly kill others.

"Zhuowen, I am a disciple of the Ice Demon King of the Foreign Ghost Clan, you can't kill me! If you kill me, you will die too!"

Bing Hui felt the killing intent in Zhuo Wen's eyes, and finally felt terrified. He yelled and moved out the Ice Fiend King behind him.

"Even if you are the disciple of Heavenly King Lao Tzu, I will kill you! Since you provoked me first, then don't blame me for killing you!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent, and his right hand turned into a sword finger, which suddenly landed in the center of Binghui's eyebrows.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen's brows condensed one after another of the soul and sword intent, all of them flowed into the depths of Binghui's brows along his sword fingers.

Nine soul sword intents rushed into Binghui's soul and began to destroy wantonly. JrNovels.com