Chapter 2645: King Dian’s Three Punches
Xue Antian was silent for a moment, and shook his head again: "Well, in this case, the matter of Li Yun will also be decided by the Wumeng, and I have a personal matter on this trip."
He was suddenly surrounded by a cold wind and snow: "Before I entered Taihua and the Wumeng, I took the first order in sixty years. Today, the wind and snow delivered a letter!"
As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked.
Although it has been sixty years since the wind and snow delivered a letter, no one is unaware of this legend that has shaken the world. Before Xue Antian assassinates someone, he will definitely deliver the wind and snow order in person, which means that he will launch an assassination operation later. And so far, no one has escaped from his hands.
Xue Antian has lightly revealed the affairs of Taihua and the Wumeng, but this personal matter is to assassinate Ying Wuming?
And before entering Taihua and the Wumeng? Does it mean to declare that it has nothing to do with either? Of course, few people doubt the authenticity. Xue Antian has no identity, so there is no need to lie. But who will be the employer?
And the King of Dian, who had just ascended the throne, was about to face the sniper attack of an invincible assassin?
The next moment, Xue Antian slowly condensed a green snowflake on his fingertips, which was as big as a plate and slowly rotated, attracting the killing intent of the animation sky.
This is the Wind and Snow Order, condensed with frost.
"The employer has placed an order, and Xue has accepted it, but I don't know if the King of Dian has the courage to accept this Wind and Snow Order."
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ying Wuming. Does this young king really have the courage?
Ying Wuming strode forward and stood on the edge of the high platform. Suddenly, his body shook, and his cloak, crown, and scepter all turned into powder.
This move shocked everyone. What is he doing?
Ying Wuming said proudly: "This king relies on strength to settle the southern border, not these messy things. Since the owner of the manor wants to make trouble for this king, it is better to take action directly. This king also wants to see how much weight the former world's number one killer still has!"
An uproar!
Xue Antian hadn't made a move yet, but this overbearing King of Dian was actually going to start the war first, not taking the world's number one assassin seriously at all.
As Ying Wuming's words fell, the four square formations under his feet suddenly shouted loudly, and a powerful momentum expanded and swept towards the sky, countless snowflakes rolled back, and the dark clouds suddenly appeared like spider webs, and rays of light shone through the cracks.
This is the momentum of thousands of troops. In front of this momentum, no matter how invincible you are, it is difficult to catch up.
Xue Antian looked up at the sky, his expression was still calm: "Young man, do you want to fight with me here?"
Ying Wuming waved his hand suddenly, and the four square formations suddenly lost their momentum.
Ying Wuming walked towards the other party in the air, "Everyone listen, this king wants to fight with him personally, without orders, no one can interfere!"
Everyone was shocked.
What the hell? Did this young King of Dian have too smooth a journey and forget who he is? Putting aside their identities, the King of Dian is probably only about thirty years old. Although the peak of the Great Sage is absolutely amazing and few people in ancient and modern times can do it, this is a peerless strong man who has been famous for a hundred years. He is the best assassin in the world. You actually want to fight him one-on-one?
Xue Antian was also slightly startled for the first time, and the next moment he lowered his head and sighed slightly: "Young man, you are quite domineering."
Ying Wuming has come to the other party and stood in the void, "This king has no time to waste with you. The world's number one assassin, do you keep wasting like this?"
Good guy, Jiang Fan was amazed at his brother-in-law's courage. Xue Antian hadn't sent the Wind and Snow Order yet, but this warmongering maniac actually broke out first and wanted to fight the other party on the spot!
Xue Antian sighed softly, raised his eyelids for the first time, and looked at Ying Wuming.
There was no abnormal brilliance in those dark eyes, but it made people unable to look away.
"Very similar...very similar..."
Ying Wuming did not respond, but raised his arms and clenched his iron fists. Two explosions sounded in the air like thunder. This was the sound of the air being crushed by him.
"The north wind rises and the snow darkens the sky. Today, let's see if I, Ying Wuming, can break the wind and snow with my fists! Heroes from all directions, please watch the battle, but don't take action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the iron fist retreated straight, like a blue dragon across the sky.
In the astonishment of tens of thousands of people, this domineering king of southern Xinjiang actually took the lead!
Jiang Fan was also shocked. Brother-in-law, isn't he too crazy?
The Demon Lord was also stupid, as if he had nothing to do with me?
Xue Antian looked at the rushing fist, shook his head slightly, and his body retreated slowly. It seemed very slow, but the dragon-like punch seemed to be unable to catch up.
The next moment, he waved his hand, and the wind swept the dragon. The snowflakes in the sky wrapped around Ying Wuming's fist with the whirlwind. In just a blink of an eye, his right fist was wrapped into a snowball.
Jiang Fan was sharp-eyed and was shocked to see that the snowflakes were like countless tiny blades, obviously cutting Ying Wuming's flesh.
But Ying Wuming was not afraid. He exhaled and shouted, and his fist was as powerful as thunder, which broke the snowflakes. However, his fist, which was not injured by the magic weapon, was covered with dense and tiny scars.
Ying Wuming didn't even look at it. He swung his fist again, but it was simple and straight, without any power at all.
But this seemingly powerless punch made Xue Antian exclaim lightly, and he waved his sleeves and retreated again.
Jiang Fan clearly found that where Ying Wuming's fist passed, a channel was formed in the void, that is, the air was pushed away by the strong vibration.
Xue Antian flicked his fingers, and with one finger, countless snowflakes gathered and condensed into a sharp blade to stab.
The snow sword collided with the fist, and the snow blade was ground into pieces. With the intersection of the two as the core, the broken snow debris formed a circle with a diameter of three feet.
In the end, the snow blade was completely shattered, and Ying Wuming's fist power was also exhausted, but his fist was covered in blood and flesh.
But the others did not stop, ignoring the bloody fist, and shouted: "Third punch!".
His eyes were firm and hot, showing endless fighting spirit. His right foot suddenly stepped on the void, as if it were stepping on the earth. Waves of air shot out, and the air in mid-air was like a wall of air vibrating, causing everyone below to feel a wave of energy. The huge shock force of stocks falling from the sky. The next moment, the air wave suddenly shrank, and a force seemed to rise out of thin air. It entered Ying Wuming's leg along his right foot, his waist, his shoulder, penetrated his arm, and gathered into his fist.
Ying Wuming raised his right fist, and his chest suddenly roared like thunder. The violent intention seemed to explode the world.
But at this time, Xue Antian suddenly said: "That's enough."
Everyone was stunned.
Xue Antian stared at the young man in front of him, with a strange look in his eyes: "The third punch, don't move easily. Young man, I have never killed without telling you. I am here today just to pass the news, so be ready."
After saying that, the wind and snow suddenly rolled back and quickly wrapped around his body.
"Young man, you are very strong. If I give you ten years, you will be invincible——"
The words were still floating in the air, but the person had already turned into flying snow in the whirlwind and disappeared.
But at this time, Ying Wuming, who had piercing eyes, suddenly turned around and punched out. The punch was as powerful as a comet, exploding in the void.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed immediately, and the light of the scorching sun suddenly shone on Ying Wuming's body, making him look like a god of war.