The huge bluestone arena was covered by Gu Jingying's rich cold aura. This cold aura not only had the energy of her own martial spirit, but also carried a large amount of violent cold aura of "sinking sea and cold". When the entire arena looked in from outside the barrier, it seemed like it was filled with clear water, making people feel that it was impossible to breathe smoothly inside, but in fact, it was indeed the case.

The increasing body load made Ying Ri had to pull out the martial spirit in his body while dodging the ice cone. A thick layer of martial spirit condensed on the surface of his body to resist the extremely cold and cold air outside his body. In the arena, even the air has been mixed with thick cold air. If it is not purified by the martial spirit, even the basic breathing cannot be carried out, let alone the competition.

The silver sword energy roared and rotated around the body. The strange sword energy that echoed the "Xinli Sword Soul" on Ying Ri was instinctively protecting his body. The black iron spear in his hand sometimes blocked and sometimes swung, and fell into a stalemate with the attack emitted by Gu Jingying.

"Youquan, have you seen any clues from this offense and defense?" At this time, in the contestant's seat, Mo Ling, the uncle of the Prince Youquan of the Demon Country, was standing beside Youquan, with his hands on his back and his eyes focused on the two people on the ring, and opened his mouth to ask Youquan this seemingly random question.

His eyes never left the bluestone arena. Youquan's face was a little excited at this moment, but more of it was a high fighting spirit!

The blue-purple fingers gently tapped the table. Youquan did not answer Mo Ling's words immediately, but continued to quietly watch the two people chasing on the field. It was not until more than ten seconds that he spoke and said: "I really don't know what Ying Ri is going to do, but it is certain that his dodge will definitely not last long. Moreover, I am very interested in the sword energy on him. It is not the sword energy that is completely condensed from martial spirit. This is the first time I have seen it."

"In addition to the two kinds of martial spirit auras that are similar to what I know about this sword energy, it is not just you, but it is the first time I have seen it. Although it seems that the power is not very high at the moment, I can feel that the current state should be just a prototype. If it is in the future, I am afraid..." A trace of inexplicable meaning flashed in my eyes. Mo Ling smacked her lips and asked, "You are the owner of the strange martial spirit, you should sense the breath on his body, right?"

"Well, I feel that the 'Holy Demon Emperor Soul' on me became excited because of the two of them. I just don't know which kind of martial spirit in Ying Ri was. I didn't expect that the sword energy could not even tell the reason for Uncle Mo Ling, who had a wide range of knowledge. Ying Ri, is becoming more and more mysterious..."

As the prince of the Demon Country, how could Youquan not know the existence of the strange martial spirit list? As early as when he knew that he had a strange martial spirit, the elders in charge of the clan had already said that the strange martial spirit he had was the "Holy Demon Emperor Soul" ranked seventh on the strange martial spirit list!

"Maybe it's the Holy Demon Martial Spirit, maybe it's the Xinli Sword Spirit, or both; neither of them is it! There are too many secrets in this person. Youquan, among the younger generation on the mainland, there are few such peerless geniuses. Even if you have been nurtured in your mother for thousands of years, you will no longer be so dazzling and brilliant before him, because there is finally someone who can compete with you for glory!" When he said this, a sharp look on Mo Ling's face was obviously revealed.

"It's good that with his appearance, I will no longer be so lonely on the road to the peak of the strong..." A purple light flashed in Youquan's silver-white eyes instantly, and the high fighting spirit burst out on his body, even the fog shadow far away from the player's seat opposite him could feel it.

He still had a straw in his mouth, and the mist was half lying on the chair behind him, putting his hands behind his head, and shaking his feet on the table in front of him. His shape was very comfortable, and he murmured in a low voice: "When will that boy Yingri hide? If this continues, he will be caught by the fierce woman sooner or later."

Sure enough, as soon as Wuying finished speaking, Ying Ri on the ring was locked in his right foot by the nine-section black iron whip in Gu Jingying's hand.

Ying Ri stepped hard on his left foot, and the pink martial spirit above the black iron spear became more and more intense. The tip of the spear was lifted to the feet, and directly opened the nine-section black iron whip locked on his right foot in an extremely clever arc.

From the beginning of the game to the present, except for emitting cold air in the competition field, Gu Jingying has not really used the "Shenhai Anhan" to launch an attack on the corresponding Ri. Just as the iron whip locked Ying Ri, Gu Jingying was about to activate this powerful ice aura to launch a deadly attack on the former. Unfortunately, Ying Fei's move was too fast. When the "Shenhai Anhan" energy in her body was about to be activated, the offensive was completely resolved.

Just as Gu Jingying pulled back the iron whip and was about to attack Ying Ri again, his body suddenly felt that the concentration of cold air emitted in the field seemed to be much lower than the beginning.

"What's going on?" He hesitated in his heart. Gu Jingying was about to concentrate on finding out what was going on, but Ying Ri's attack rushed towards him at this moment.

"The Storm of the Wind Gun - The Wind God is angry!"

The black iron spear hit the ground with an unparalleled pink martial spirit. Ying Ri did not give Gu Jingying any opportunity to block the slightest opportunity. One after another, the powerful qi of the wind gun spear was spit out from the gun body.

"The wind gun - catch the wind and sting shadows; the wind gun - the angry attack!"

Faced with Yingri's continuous and unrestrained attacks, Gu Jingying immediately focused on her. The lack of cultivation forced her to urge the power of "sinking sea and cold" in her body to cover the long whip, and used her unique protective move from her mother Feiyuhuofeng: "Rain weaving ice dance - Ice python devouring!"

As soon as Gu Jingying's martial arts was released, the nine-section black iron whip on his hand immediately turned into a hideous ice python as thick as a stone pillar, twisting its long body to block Ying Ri's attacks one after another.

For a terrifying player like Gu Jingying, how could Ying Ri hide his strength? Every strike he just fired was poured into the strongest martial spirit power of the fourth level of his middle level of martial arts!

However, these powerful attacks were just Ying Ri's tricks. His final killing was slowly brewing and taking shape.

It was because Gu Jingying's cultivation was too low, so he could only barely control the "Chen Hai An Han" qi in his body. Otherwise, based on Ying Ri's current cultivation level, if he faced the real "Chen Hai An Han" attack, he might not be able to pass the move and would die directly here.

Since the 'Shenhai Danhan' appeared, Gu Jingying would certainly not stop easily. After blocking all the attacks in his hand, the long ice body coiled around Yingri's body and contracted sharply towards Yingri in the middle.

"It's not enough. After a while, you can just hold on for a while!" He told himself in his heart that Ying Ri once again sacrificed the strange sword energy in his body, fused the sword-controlling sword intent of the "Xinli Sword Soul" to wrap himself up, and the martial spirit urged to the extreme, resisting the entanglement of the thick body of the Ice Python.

The sword and ice intertwined into an extremely gorgeous picture. Under the impact of Ying Ri's silver sword energy, pieces of broken ice were peeled off from the ice python. However, even if it was just the qi, it was the terrifying energy of the heaven and earth, such as "Shenhai Danhan", and the broken ice that was peeled off immediately formed ice snakes of different sizes on the ground of the ring, and sneered through the gaps in the sword energy to attack Ying Ri's body.

The Ice Python sautum from Feiyu Fire Phoenix was used to the fullest by Gu Jingying. It has to be said that this young young man from Han Ice Valley is indeed more than a small part higher than her mother's talent and strength.

‘bo’’ ‘bo’’ ‘bo’’ ‘bo’’ ‘bo’’ ‘bo’’…

When those small-sized ice snakes attacked Ying Ri's body through the gaps of the sword energy, they were constantly evaporated by all the martial spirits emitted from Ying Ri's body. However, the broken ice on the ground was more and more under the impact of the sword energy. The "Shenhai Danhan" aura activated by Gu Jingying became stronger and stronger. Under this powerful consumption, even Ying Ri gradually began to feel helpless.

However, Gu Jingying's expression was not much better at this time. She used the ice aura in her body overload. With her peak martial arts cultivation level at the beginning, she was obviously unable to bear it. Her face gradually became pale, but she was better than the ice aura without consuming the martial spirit in her body. As long as the strength was not used too high, in this comparison, Ying Ri was much more expensive than her.

"I want to see when you can hold on." Gu Jingying said hatefully, gritting her silver teeth.

However, Gu Jingying, who was focusing on the attack of the ice python in his hand, did not notice that a green energy ball the size of a human head was floating in the middle of the round bluestone arena. The outer edge of the energy ball was wrapped in a powerful soul force, absorbing the cold energy in the space in the field.

At the beginning of the game, he tried his best to dodge it, and until the end, it was still to delay time, and not to give Gu Jingying a chance to breathe at all. Ying Ri's movements and every step; every attack was calculated completely before the game began, and these were for the energy ball floating in the air in the field.

The return of the Holy Demon Martial Arts Mirror into the battle was one of the trump cards created by Ying Ri through continuous exploration. He abandoned the method of enduring attacks in one breath and turned them into pieces. The ice aura on the field passed through Ying Ri's body and was gradually sent to the air by him with his soul power. After the precipitation of the game time, he had already gathered a terrifying ice energy in the sky.

"Haha, it should be almost done. I think you'll give it back to you!"
Chapter completed!