"What kind of martial soul is this?" Zheng Shiyi was slightly surprised. Although Yuncai's martial soul was rare, he had experienced too many battles, but he had met someone with Yuncai's martial soul. However, the young martial soul that had become Zhao Yan in front of him gave him an extremely mysterious feeling. The martial soul of no one has given him this feeling for a long time.

The aura in Zhao Yan's body continued to rise, but Su Yuqi on the opposite side had never attacked and allowed Zhao Yan's aura to rise.

However, after a few breaths, Zhao Yan's breath seemed to have reached its peak.

clang...

A crisp sound came out, and Zhao Yan's sharp sword was unsheathed. In the old sword sheath, there was a crystal clear sword hidden. On the sword body, blue light flowed. Under the sunlight, it seemed like a stream was slowly flowing, and a solemn aura filled the entire arena.

Suddenly, the next moment, the auspicious clouds floated above his head.

As his auspicious clouds drifted, the clouds in the sky floated and slowly fell down from the sky toward the bottom. From a distance, it gave people a feeling of falling and falling in the entire sky, and an endless sense of depression came.

bump!

Suddenly, in the sky, the clouds that were constantly falling made muffled sounds, and clouds exploded in the sky. Countless shattered clouds fell towards the ring below at an astonishing speed. In just a short moment, they had fallen on the ring.

With just one breath, the entire arena was covered with clouds. For a moment, rain and mist were lingering, but this arena gave people a kind of evil illusion that was like a fairyland.

On the ring, clouds were slowly moving, and people could even clearly see that among the clouds, smoke and dust were slowly rolling with the wind.

Below the ring, everyone looked at the clouds spread all over the ring and exclaimed one by one.

"This cloud..."

"This is another move..."

"Why didn't the saint take action and let him use his moves? Once Zhao Yan uses this move, no opponent can crack it yet!"

"Yes, Zhao Yan's first two opponents were defeated in this move. His cloud seemed to be a fairyland on earth, but in this cloud, everyone except him was trapped in it, as if they were trapped in a quagmire. It was difficult to move, let alone fight him."

"The most terrifying thing about this move is that once it is used, it will be almost impossible to crack. Neither the strong wind nor the vast energy can blow away the extremely light cloud."

"Is the Saint going to lose?"

Everyone stared at Su Yuqi on the ring.

Su Yuqi's arm moved slightly, as if she wanted to raise her arm, but her arm had just moved, and countless clouds and mist air around had already rolled onto his arm.

The thin clouds and mist were wrapped around, but it was like heavy lead water pouring into her arms, and it was like mountains pressing down, making her arms unable to be lifted.

Su Yuqi's willow eyebrows slightly frowned, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

In the clouds and mist, Zhao Yan stepped on the auspicious clouds, like a rumored immortal, drifting towards Su Yuqi. He waved the sword in his hand and stabbed it out with one sword, as if the rumored immortal was the best. The sword stabbed out from the nine heavens was full of nothingness and ethereality.

As the sword fell, the clouds and mist around him piled up layer by layer in the direction of Su Yuqi. It seemed that these mists also turned into swords, and this space even shook wildly, with crisp sounds of sonic booms coming out, which seemed to collapse at any time.

Seeing that the sword was still around, the sword of clouds and mist was about to fall on Su Yuqi. A icy blue light suddenly shot out from Su Yuqi's eyes.

A stream of cold and extremely cold air suddenly burst out from her body, and the air around her was frozen at this moment.

The cold air lingered around her body, forming a visible ice-blue wave that was rippling around her, and the clouds were frozen, forming a blank ice-cold area with her as the center.

There was clouds and mist lingering outside, but around her, there was a cold current.

A look of surprise suddenly flashed across Zhao Yan's pretty and tender face. His own clouds were frozen? So easily frozen?

not good!

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

At the opposite position, Su Yuqi's sharp sword in her hand was unsheathed and stabbed it in the direction of him.

The whole world, the temperature dropped sharply!

Below the ring, everyone suddenly felt a cold current coming from the ring. The icy aura made them feel as if they had fallen into the snow and ice in an instant.

In this moment, the endless cold air swept across the arena, the entire venue, and the whole world!

There is a coldness between heaven and earth!

A cold air that seemed to be different from the human world shot out from the long sword and spread rapidly forward. Wherever the air flow passed, the earth and the air were instantly frozen, and clouds condensed into ice!

Zhao Yan suddenly felt a icy coldness all over his body, and endless cold air surged from the opposite side, as if he was about to freeze his soul, making his body tremble.

fear!

An instinctive sense of crisis arose from his heart. He wanted to dodge, but the endless cold made his body stiff.

The cold current arrived in a blink of an eye, as if endless tides were coming, instantly covering him.

The air condenses, the clouds condense, and wherever the cold current passes, everything is frozen, and his body is also frozen in it.

Zhao Yan's whole person was like an ice sculpture, frozen with the clouds and mists around him. The biting cold air kept coming from all over the world and entering his body, as if he wanted to completely freeze the spiritual energy in his body.

He circulated his spiritual energy madly, but as the endless cold air was used, the spiritual energy in his body began to be gradually frozen and it was difficult to activate.

"You lost..."

A cold sound like this cold air came.

Su Yuqi said a word as usual, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the ring.

Below the ring, everyone looked at the frozen road on the ring, and looked back at Su Yuqi who had already walked down the steps, and were shocked.

"This...is this over?"

"One sword... the saint of the Jade Sect, did she defeat Zhao Yan with just one sword?"

"Terrible, this sword is so terrifying. With one sword, I stood under the ring and felt like I was frozen."

"Zhao Yan's Yunwu has never met an opponent. Everyone has no choice but to deal with his Yunwu. But facing the Jade Sect Saint, he was defeated so thoroughly. Could this be the gap between the Ten Heavenly Kings and others?"

"This is the top 16, and Zhao Yan also rushed in all the way, but facing the saint of Jade Sect, he was still defeated by a sword. I really didn't expect that the saint of Jade Sect was so strong that it was so terrifying.

It seems that in front of her, everything will be frozen!"

Zheng Shiyi listened to the constant sounds coming from below, and a look of surprise appeared in his tender gaze staring at Su Yuqi. Yuqi became stronger again, becoming much stronger than before.

That cold aura would be completely frozen if he had fought with the Immobile King.

As Su Yuqi walked off the ring, the endless ice began to dissolve on the ring. The ice on Zhao Yan's body melted and turned into flowing water, wetting his clothes, but he seemed to be unaware of it, just staring at Su Yuqi's departure back blankly.

Failed...

I was defeated like this.

Before I fought, I knew that my chances of winning were very small, but I never thought that I could lose so thoroughly and without any ability to fight back.

That's right, I'm still young, but how can I be a reason for being young?

I was born in an imperial family. I have resources that ordinary people cannot imagine since I was a child and received the best teachings. Not to mention that even among the same age, there is no one with higher talent than me, even among the royal family larger than me.

I once thought that I was the most talented person in the world, and my goal was only one person, and that was the number one person in the world today. My father, Emperor Chiyun, could even be compared with my young father.

But now...

I finally understood one thing: There is heaven beyond heaven, and there is someone beyond man.

Failed...

Zhao Yan walked off the arena in a daze, his mind was blank.

It was not until this time that the referee's voice rang.

"The winner is Su Yuqi, the saint of Jade Sect."

Although Su Yuqi took the lead to walk off the ring, before, Zhao Yan had been completely frozen and unable to move. During the Divine Marquis Conference, such a thing as being completely controlled and unable to move was considered a failure.

The referee looked at the completely melted ring, waited for a while, and shouted loudly again: "The third battle, Piaomiao Sect Ling Yan fights against the Demon Sect's Fantasy World."

On the high platform, Zheng Shiyi's expression changed slightly, and it was his turn, his elder brother, his elder brother's opponent...

Zheng Shiyi turned his head and looked at Ling Yan who had already stood up. This woman always gave people a feeling of being indifferent to the world, but when she came to this platform, the one she couldn't see through the Ten Heavenly Kings was this woman.

At that time, I even felt that besides myself, the strongest person among the Ten Heavenly Kings was Ling Yan.

Now, the senior brother is facing Ling Yan.

Ling Yan had a faint smile on her face, and there was no sign of the tension of the war coming. She even turned to look at Zheng Shiyi and chuckled slightly before leaving the platform and walked towards the ring slowly.

In the distance, in the crowd, Peng Junyue pulled Huanshi with a serious face and said, "Old Huanshi, you must be careful. Judging from my eyes, Fatty Master, that woman is the most terrifying one among the Ten Heavenly Kings except Lao Shiyi.

If... I mean if, if you lose, give up, don't force it. That woman, she is really scary!"

"No matter how terrifying a person is, he still has weaknesses." Huan Shihui gave Peng Junyue a reassuring smile and stepped onto the ring.

On the other hand, Ling Yan also slowly stepped onto the ring.
Chapter completed!