THE SWORDSMAN OF FIRE AND ICE
MYSTERIOUS VOICE
Hearing that voice did not know why Fei Yang's feeling became much calmer.
By pressing down on the ground before him, his body floated backwards in a kneeling position.
When a finger flick energy from Huang Lao Xie wanted to punch his way blood.
Huang Lao Xie began to feel a change in resistance from Sukma Fei Yang who was in control earlier.
By following the directions of the soft voice, which felt familiar and very familiar.
Fei Yang managed to escape from his depressed feelings.
Once detached Fei Yang immediately deployed Zhen Cing Cien Li (Turning Thousands of Li.)
There was a loud Auman voice that was directly aimed at Huang Lao Xie.
"Rooaaarrrrrrrr,...!!"
So loud that Auman made the whole mountain shake violently, the ground around them.
The position of the eastern cliff where Huang Lao Xie stood split apart.
Huang Lao Xie who flew lightly away from the place, his hair fluttered like in a storm.
But despite the sight of Huang Lao Xie moving flying away from his position, the flute attached to his lips had not moved.
It still continued to emit a voice that was trying to suppress behind Fei Yang's powerful Auman voice.
The gentle strains of sound formed an invisible energy like a vortex that grew bigger and bigger, swallowing whatever it passed through.
Fei Yang gave Auman a voice that repeated up to three times, finally Huang Lao Xie was forced to stop his flute.
Because the eldest was fractured, he could not continue fighting again.
When forced on his jade flute it would definitely be destroyed.
Huang Lao Xie deeply regretted he had only inherited his knowledge, without inheriting his flute,
If not this match certainly can not be determined who wins who loses.
He only lost because his weapon was inadequate.
After stopping his flute, Huang Lao Xie darted towards Fei Yang, with a flute in the fore .
A beam of transparent-shaped energy swirled towards Fei Yang.
Fei Yang who had already escaped the influence of the flute sound, he could instantly read Huang Lao Xie's direction of motion.
If he dodges he will be surrounded by attacks there is no breakup.
The move looks like forcing people to avoid, when in fact the essence of the style is to want people to avoid.
The further the person avoids the more effective the pressure of the move.
But the contact was Fei Yang, who could read the direction of the opponent's movements.
He instead of dodging, he instead pushed out his palm forming a counterattack of formless magical power, with the boundless power of the universe.
As the two energies met in the air, there was a fierce explosion around the impact site.
"Boommm,..!"
"Boommm,..!"
"Boommm,..!"
"Boommm,..!"
"Boommm,..!"
"Boommm,..!"
Following the clash of energies, their two palms also followed clashing in the air.
"Boomm,..!!"
The clashing of the palm made Huang Lao Xie's body bounce like a kite break.
He had to turn over a few times, before being able to neutralize the power of the pushing force from Fei Yang.
Before his steps stabilized Fei Yang had already moved to lock him up with a rain of blue red sword energy.
Each of his flutes clashed with the blue red sword energy, Huang Lao Xie felt his hands tremble violently.
His palms also felt sore, his palms originally blistered and then broke bloody.
While fending off Huang Lao Xie continued to set his foot on the ground flying backwards.
Huang Lao Xie's previously cracked flute finally broke apart.
The moment Huang Lao Xie used that jade flute, to welcome the impromptu purple ray sword attack.
After losing his Jade flute, Huang Lao Xie, could only use the flickering science of his finger, to welcome the attack of Fei Yang's energy.
Deflecting Fei Yang's sword energy target from hitting him.
Huang Lao Xie had a fairly decent body light science, not inferior to Chen Yu.
He could disappear from appearing elsewhere, dodging Fei Yang's incoming attack like a torrential rain.
Fei Yang noticed the way Huang Lao Xie used his sentilan science, almost similar to the tootokan long-range energy without being.
The effect is almost the same, just a different way of playing it.
Fei Yang increased his attack power, so the blue red sword energy, which surrounded Huang Lao Xie's movements, grew more and more.
Huang Lao Xie who was getting depressed and difficult to move finally, he used his pair of palms to unleash a punch that looked weakly trembling.
To dampen the sword energy that came attacking him.
Utilizing the attack power from Fei Yang's sword energy, Huang Lao Xie, used his cotton energy to deflect the attack flow
So that Fei Yang's sword energy clashed against each other itself broke apart.
Not doing so was still good, as soon as doing so, the red blue sword energies, which clashed against each other, now merged to form a single bar of red one-sided blue sword energy.
Sped like a drill bit after Huang Lao Xie who could only try to move back and forth.
Fei Yang who was doing the remote control of sword energy, he made a move of opening up his pair of palms.
So that the sword energy split into 8, moving from the eight winds surrounded Huang Lao Xie's movement.
"I give up young man,..!"
huang Lao Xie shouted.
The energy of losing power, speed losing, the pattern of the moves also read, the fight that if continued would only make himself dead silly.
Of course Huang Lao Xie was already bland to want to continue that unbalanced match.
As soon as Huang Lao Xie's voice came out, all the threats that locked him up disappeared instantly.
He was seen standing with hunting breath and a pale face.
"My young man is currently claiming defeat, later when I find the black distilled heirloom, I will just come back to look for you.."
huang Lao Xie said as he set his foot on the ground.
Then his body flew flying away from the Hoa mountain.
"Young people we meet again..."
said a voice that suddenly appeared behind Fei Yang.
Of course Fei Yang was very surprised, the arrival of this person was completely undetectable by him.
If this person had attacked him, it was not impossible that he would have been injured and even killed ridiculously.
When he heard his voice Fei Yang felt like a stranger, but when and where he had heard it Fei Yang had forgotten.
One thing that Fei Yang believed this person was definitely not an easy opponent like the four people.
It is possible that his abilities were not under the master monks of the Potala temple.
Who did the opponent think Fei Yang guessed inwardly,
Slowly Fei Yang turned his body, to look and make sure.
Who was that person appearing suddenly behind him.