Chapter 647: "Kill" Vs. "Kill", Crushing

"Showing a sword in front of Guan Gong? Junior Brother Ci, who is Guan Gong?" Zhong Qi on the side asked Ci Song Dao curiously.

"I made this up, I just said it casually."

Ci Song simply made a fool of himself, and then heard Mo Yao speak to save the situation: "Senior Brother Zhongqi, my husband always says some weird proverbs, just get used to it."

"So that's it. I thought there were some allusions in it." Zhong Qi smiled and then turned his attention to the auction table again.

. . .

"Your strength is much weaker than I thought."

Bai Ye looked at Yan Zimo and said lightly. These words made Yan Zimo's face darken instantly, and his original elegant demeanor completely disappeared. He was a direct descendant of Yan Sheng's family, and his status was extremely noble. Today, he unexpectedly He was despised by a secular student.

"court death!"

Yan Zimo shouted angrily, and his body was full of energy, like ink clouds lingering around him. Then he saw Yan Zimo holding a cold ink pen and writing quickly in the air. Words filled with chills flew out from the cold ink pen and towards him. Kill in the white night.

"Nine strokes of cold ink, one stroke at a time."

At this moment, Yan Zimo was completely angry, and the moment he struck out, it was his strongest blow. As he waved his arm, nine "kill" characters of different shapes jumped out from the tip of the cold ink pen. They circled and condensed in the air, and finally turned into nine extremely sharp ink-colored blades, each of which shone with an eye-catching light. The palpitating cold light pointed directly at the white night.

These nine "kill" characters are not only in the form of words, they are more like nine imprisoned ice giant beasts, awakened by Yan Zimo's talent and will, breaking free from their restraints and roaring towards the white night. There was a strong chill in the air, as if time had frozen at this moment.

"kill."

Faced with such a scene, Bai Ye still had the same calm look. He just heard him slowly speak and shouted the word "kill", and then he saw Bai Ye's body bursting with surging talent, and pure white talent gathered in front of him. , condensed into a white word "kill" on its own.

Different from the simple murderous intention contained in the nine "kill" characters written by Yan Zimo, Bai Ye's "kill" character reveals endless murderous intent, as if this single character contains a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, which is daunting.

The moment the word "kill" appeared, a chilling air spread around Bai Ye. At this moment, Bai Ye seemed to be the God of Death coming into the world.

As soon as Bai Ye's "kill" word came out, he was greeted by Yan Zimo's nine "kill" words. The two sides collided fiercely in the air, erupting with a deafening roar. The talent was stirred up, forming shock waves visible to the naked eye in the air. .

Although Yan Zimo's nine "kill" characters are extremely powerful, they are unable to shake Bai Ye's "kill" character. In front of Bai Ye's domineering "kill" character, Yan Zimo's nine "kill" characters are like It was like paper and was easily broken into pieces.

"puff."

The nine "kill" characters were broken, and Yan Zimo suffered a backlash from his talent. His body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He quickly retreated a hundred steps and distanced himself from Bai Ye.

"How can this be?!"

Yan Zimo looked at Bai Ye with a look of shock. His strongest attack was broken so easily by Bai Ye. Moreover, looking at Bai Ye's appearance, he seemed to be doing it with ease and did not use all his strength at all.

"Nothing is impossible. Your strength is really weak."

Bai Ye looked at Yan Zimo and shook his head, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Asshole!"

Yan Zimo shouted angrily. At this moment, the anger had completely taken over his reason. If he didn't kill Bai Ye today, he, Yan Zimo, would definitely become a laughing stock among the disciples of Tianwai Tian.

"Hanmo Fengtian, kill!"

Yan Zimo shouted angrily, and his talent surged out of his body like a flood that broke a dam. At this moment, he no longer cared about hiding any weapons in his body, leaving room for him. He just wanted to kill Bai Ye and avenge his previous shame.

As Yan Zimo's words fell, he saw the cold ink pen in his hand writing rapidly in the air, and words filled with chills flew out from the tip of the pen. These words condensed into chains of ice crystals in the air, exuding a deep chill. Closed to the white night.

"That's a bit cool."

Seeing this scene, Bai Ye nodded slightly, but his figure still stood where he was. Then the wolf brush appeared in his hand, and as he waved his arm, he wrote the word "kill".

"go."

Bai Ye faintly uttered a word, and the word "kill" that exuded endless murderous aura turned into a white light and bombarded Yan Zimo's countless ice crystal chains.

"boom!"

There was a roar, and then the ice crystal chains condensed by Yan Zimo were easily shattered like paper in front of Bai Ye's domineering word "kill".

Yan Zimo in the distance had also finished writing the word "kill", but before he could fully unleash the power of the word "kill", Bai Ye's word "kill" had already bombarded him.

"No!"

Looking at the word "kill" getting closer and closer, Yan Zimo's eyes showed panic. He could feel the endless murderous energy contained in the word "kill". He was like an ant in front of the word "kill". Small.

The emerald green jade pendant hanging around Yan Zimo's waist shone with light, and then an emerald green barrier was released from it, protecting Yan Zimo.

"boom!"

Bai Ye's "kill" hit the emerald barrier, and a deafening roar broke out. The terrifying aura was stirring, causing the surrounding void to become distorted.

Under the impact of the terrifying aura, Yan Zimo's figure flew backwards uncontrollably until he retreated nearly a hundred feet away, and then he barely stopped. The emerald green barrier had become dim and could break at any time.

"Zi La."

Accompanied by a light sound, Yan Zimo's robe representing the student of Tianwai Tian was shattered, and even the light of the jade pendant on his waist was not as dazzling as before.

"Damn, how can Bai Ye's strength be so terrifying?!"

Yan Zimo looked at Bai Ye with a look of horror. At this moment, his heart was full of fear. Bai Ye's strength was completely beyond his expectations. He couldn't even withstand Bai Ye's attack.

"Release your 'Lun' character technique, let me see how you use it."

Bai Ye's voice reached Yan Zimo's ears again. Hearing Bai Ye's words, Yan Zimo's eyes flashed with hesitation, but when he thought of Bai Ye's terrifying strength, his heart trembled, and he dared not be negligent in the slightest.

"Lun!"

Yan Zimo shouted angrily, and the talent in his body surged, all poured into the word "Lun" in front of him, and then saw the word "Lun" blooming with a dazzling blood-red light, and a strong murderous aura emanated from it, making the surrounding air become heavy.

"Go!"

As Yan Zimo waved his arm, the word "Lun" turned into a bloody light, mixed with endless murderous aura, and whistled towards Bai Ye.