Chapter 1207: Battle

The two powerful forces of the wind attribute and the earth attribute collided with each other, and suddenly the entire square shook, although the wind strength of the Dao Sect Elder was strong, but Lian Po's fist power was like a mountain pressing, not only blocking the power of the wind, but the domineering fist wind also crushed all the way, leaving a collapse crack on the ground more than two meters wide and more than ten meters long along the way.

The Taoist disciples who were watching had already retreated to a distance of 100 meters, for fear of being injured by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

"This guy is so brute force!"

The Dao Sect Elder couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that his fame stunt was actually helpless.

"Stinky donkey!"

Lian Po took a stinky donkey, scolding while picking up the Vajra Hammer, and there was a powerful earthy yellow true yuan power surging out of his arms as thick as a stone pillar, wrapped in the Vajra Hammer, faintly making a thunderous sound.

"Eat me again!"

Lian Po stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, jumped into the air more than ten meters high, and just wanted to launch a ferocious killing move, but at this moment, the Dao Sect Elder had a delicate mind and excellent insight, and immediately locked on the flaw behind Lian Po, and used the wind attribute technique to instantly move to the rear of Lian Po.

Lian Po was tall and slow, and it was impossible for him to adjust his direction when he attacked from a distance.

If he forcibly reversed the direction, his arms, which were already full of strength, would inevitably tear their muscles and even hurt their meridians, which would undoubtedly be self-harming, and he naturally did not dare to do so.

"The winner is decided. The battle between the two of them has reached this point, even the Dao Sect Xiaoyao, who is on the side of the big man, knows what the result of this duel is, and can only sigh slightly.

"Wind God Fury!"

"Boom!"

The overwhelming wind blades gathered in front of the sect elder, and a huge wind scroll suddenly appeared out of thin air, bursting out in the space behind Lian Po, with an incomparably fast wind, tearing Lian Po in, countless wind blades kept attacking Lian Po's body, even if he had a strong defensive power, it would be disintegrated little by little.

"Up!"

The Dao Sect elder pinched the Fa Du with both hands, and shouted, and the huge wind swept up suddenly, moving rapidly in the air, and finally brought Lian Po to a height of several hundred meters, and fiercely threw him out of the Dao Sect gate.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Lian Po was blown by the wind blade and there were slender blood marks all over his body, and his internal breath was also disturbed by the wind, and when he finally fell down, he directly shocked out a mouthful of blood, and he was even more dissatisfied in his heart, and he got up in embarrassment, and wanted to continue to fight to the death with the elders of that sect.

Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng ordered someone to stop him and take him back to the rear for treatment and pranayama.

"Won! Great!" The Dao Sect disciple suddenly shouted.

"We won the first game, who is next?" Master Xiaomeng's face was calm, she couldn't see her joy, anger and sorrow, her realm was obviously extremely high, and she was not ready to make a move.

"I'll teach you the mastery of your Dao Sect!" Above the sky, a sturdy figure flew down, it was Martial Saint Yue Fei.

"Who is your Dao Sect going to take this second competition!" Yue Fei's mentality was much better, and his self-confidence and fearless spirit as a martial saint could also be seen in his words.

"I'm coming!"

An old but deep voice sounded, and then in the Dao Sect camp, a thin figure walked out, it was the Spirit Void Elder who had always opposed the Dao Sect's leisure.

His strength has reached the fifth level of the imperial realm, and Yue Fei's strength has broken through to the sixth level of the imperial realm after being stimulated by the powerful luck of the Han Dynasty in the last Qingguo Conference, plus he is extremely experienced in combat, Zhang Sanfeng is much more relaxed in this game.

"In the quiet place of my Dao Gate, how can you be defiled by rough people whose hands are stained with blood and only know how to kill!" This Lingxu Elder's temper is also stubborn enough, and it is estimated that he has become old and stubborn in his cultivation.

"What did the Taoist chief say, if it weren't for the fact that those of us who were born and died and fought on the battlefield, where could we exchange for the peace in the world today, how could the more than 3,000 people of your Dao Sect be able to cultivate freely and freely here. Yue Fei immediately retorted.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!Look at the move!" The Lingxu Elder saw that Yue Fei's words were incisive and extraordinary, and knew that he was not a simple character, so he didn't argue with Yue Fei too much, and directly took out a handful of dark green ring rulers, stepped lightly, and then flew out of a distance of more than ten zhang.

At the moment when the other party left, Yue Fei's face also sank, as a martial saint, he was proficient in more than ten kinds of weapons and blades, this time he chose a round stick-shaped divine weapon, called Zhenhai Stick.

With the divine weapon in hand, Yue Fei gathered a force on his feet, and a white streamer appeared, and his body trembled.

"Whew!"

The dark green ring ruler suddenly appeared on the top of Yue Fei's head, and immediately slashed at Yue Fei's head fiercely, but no blood splashed out, but pierced straight through.

"Afterimage?"

Cultivating and reaching the fifth level of the Emperor Realm, the Spirit Void Elder naturally knew Yue Fei's trick, and immediately concentrated, his perception spread, and his body quickly retreated.

At this time, Yue Fei appeared, chuckled, his footsteps suddenly and strangely teleported more than a dozen steps, and the long stick in his hand rotated flexibly, like a swimming dragon, and pointed straight at the Lingxu Elder who was rapidly retreating.

"Boom!"

The long rod was pointed, and wherever the end went, the space shook a few times, and a force rushed out from the long rod, shaking out a white energy match.

The Lingxu Elder volleyed the Taoist heart method, and the reaction was extremely fast, and the dark green ring ruler appeared in the void space, wrapped in a cyan energy energy, and was horizontally in front of him, and finally collided with the attack of the long stick, and under such a collision, the Lingxu Dao Elder stepped on the ground with his feet, and after repelling more than a dozen steps, he stabilized his body.

And Yue Fei still stood in the air, never wavering half a step.

"Such a superior speed technique, but there are some doorways. "Elder Lingxu saw the terrifying movement speed that Yue Fei had displayed earlier, and immediately raised his vigilance to the highest level.

A cold color flashed seriously, the hand holding the ring ruler trembled slightly, the Taoist mind flowed in his body, the Taoist mantra appeared, surrounding the ruler, and the surrounding air seemed to swim with it.

Seeing this, Yue Fei rushed out again with a heroic spirit, and the ghostly body technique was displayed again, only to see the remnants of the Dao flickering in the square, which was unpredictable.

Then a series of stick shadows emerged one after another, and finally turned into waves of the sea, stacking one on top of the other, and slammed towards the Spirit Void Elder.

(End of chapter)