Lu Zifeng's body was as straight as a pen, standing proudly in the field, and a wave of fluctuations belonging to the powerhouses in the late stage of the Spirit Martial Realm burst out from his body, setting off a gust of wind in the field.

When this fluctuation broke out, the thousands of cultivators at the bottom didn't feel anything, but He Yi and Fang Pengfei and the rest of the Tianyin Sect were shocked from the bottom of their hearts.

Because the boy was only the strength of the early stage of the Lingwu Realm a month ago, and in just one month, the boy was promoted from the early stage of the Lingwu Realm to the late stage of the Lingwu Realm, and the promotion speed of this kind of demon is really appalling.

He Yi was stunned for a while, he originally thought that after Lu Zifeng refined the Xuandan, his spiritual power cultivation would be at most the middle stage of the Spirit Martial Realm, but now the young man's spiritual power cultivation was in the late stage of the Spirit Martial Realm, and this kind of improvement was really too unexpected for He Yi.

Fang Pengfei, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon on the first floor of the altar, was also stunned, and suddenly stood up for the second time, squinting his eyes slightly, staring at the young man in the field with a gloomy and cold gaze.

This Lu Zifeng greatly surprised them, a single Xuandan had already allowed his spiritual power cultivation to be promoted to the late stage of the Lingwu Realm, if he was still allowed to develop, I am afraid that within half a year, he would surpass himself.

Since he has already offended this person, if this kind of genius cannot be used for himself, then he can only destroy him with his own hands and nip the threat in the bud.

Now his strength is a few points stronger than him, and this is a good opportunity for his hand. Whether or not I meet you in this altar battle, I will never let you leave here safely. Black しし Pavilion

Having made up his mind in his heart, Fang Pengfei sat down slowly.

After a period of consternation, He Yi immediately came back to his senses and stared at Lu Zifeng in front of him viciously, he knew that the young man in front of him could make such great progress, naturally because of the Xuandan in the northwest ruins. This was originally a Xuandan that belonged to their Tianyin Sect, but it was snatched away by this young man who suddenly appeared, how could this make He Yi willing.

If I get the Xuandan, then at this time, my spiritual power cultivation will naturally be promoted to the end of the Lingwu Realm, and the senior brother is also very likely to be promoted to the Xuandan Realm. With the strength of the senior brother, the person who ascends to the top of the altar will definitely be the senior brother. However, it is because of this kid that all this has become unknown and full of variables.

Thinking of this, the anger in He Yi's heart became stronger and stronger, and the anger made his eyes bloodshot, and his face was extremely hideous.

Seeing He Yi behaving like this, Lu Zifeng knew that he had successfully angered He Yi.

"Lu Zifeng, don't think that if you are at the same time as me in the late stage of the Spirit Martial Realm, I will be afraid of you, if you want this position, then you have to ask me for both fists. ”

Although He Yi said this, he was a little drumming in his heart, because Lu Zifeng had already defeated him in the early stage of the Lingwu Realm, and now that he had the same strength as himself, it would definitely not be difficult to defeat him.

"Hehe, if I can capture you in the early stage of the Lingwu Realm, I will be able to completely defeat you in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm. ”

Lu Zifeng sneered twice, and there was a strong confidence in his flat tone.

"Don't be ashamed, see the truth!"

He Yi knows that no matter how much he says, it is useless, strength is the last word, and he will know which is stronger and which is weaker when he fights.

As soon as the words fell, He Yi's soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and his body used his strength to rush towards Lu Zifeng, and under the urging of spiritual power, a punch without any fancy punch slammed into Lu Zifeng's chest.

Hum!

Lu Zifeng snorted coldly, He Yi acted like this, naturally he wanted to fight him hard. In the early stage of the Lingwu Realm, he was not afraid of him, but now that his strength is in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm, he is naturally not afraid of him with the same strength as him.

As a result, the dark and profound spiritual power in Lu Zifeng's dantian quickly surged towards his right fist, and he also greeted it with a punch without any fancy.

Boom!

A low ** collision sound sounded, Lu Zifeng's feet stared at the spot like a stake and did not move, on the other hand, He Yi's figure regressed more than a dozen times before stopping.

The first encounter, such a gap, high and low.

Wow!

The thousands of cultivators at the bottom naturally had the mentality of watching a good show, and when they saw Lu Zifeng and He Yi colliding hard, He Yi fell into the wind, and they immediately felt a burst of surprise, and an uproar sounded.

You must know that He Yi was already a peak existence in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm, but they didn't expect that such a peak existence would fall into the wind today. This made them unable to imagine what kind of person this young man was, and he had such a powerful strength.

You must know that there are only a few geniuses in Donghua County, when did such a demonic young man appear, they have never heard of it, they have never seen it!

He Yi's face turned red for a while, when he was fighting with him a month ago, the young man could only take advantage of his carelessness and capture himself unexpectedly, but now the young man has grown up enough to fight with him, such a change really makes He Yi a little uncomfortable.

"Heavenly Yin Demon Seal!"

He Yi's eyes changed, and in the end, as if he had made up his mind, he let out a low snort, and his hands were sealed at a dazzling speed, and as He Yi's hands formed more and more seals, the spiritual power fluctuations coming out of his hands became more and more intense.

Such a familiar seal method is the spirit martial arts that He Yi used when he fought with Lu Zifeng a month ago. This spirit martial arts is already regarded as the Zhenzong martial arts of the Tianyin Sect. If He Yi still had a chance to defeat Lu Zifeng at this time, then he would naturally use his strongest means, and his strongest means would naturally be the Tianyin Demon Seal.

With the completion of the seal in He Yi's hand, a dark magic seal was condensed in front of He Yi, and a mysterious rune seal was engraved on it, and a powerful wave emanated from it.

"Go!"

As soon as He Yi's fingers moved, the Tianyin Demon Seal tore through the air, and with a momentum of suppressing all things, he fiercely suppressed Lu Zifeng.

This powerful fluctuation was enough to seriously injure an ordinary cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Martial Realm, but was Lu Zifeng an ordinary cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Martial Realm? The answer was naturally not.

Lu Zifeng's eyes froze, his strength was concentrated on his right arm, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and his fist was instantly unleashed, and he slammed into the Tianyin Demon Seal.

Boom!

A strong collision sound sounded, and a strong wind spread out in all directions centered on the place where the two were fighting, blowing the clothes of the two of them.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a subtle click sounded, and a crack quietly appeared in He Yi's condensed Tianyin Demon Seal, and as soon as this crack appeared, it spread like a spider's web, and in the end, with a bang, it was completely torn into a point of light in the sky.

Lu Zifeng's right fist castrated unabated, breaking through all of He Yi's defenses, and in He Yi's horrified gaze, it hit him in the chest fiercely.

Boom!

A low ** collision sounded, He Yi was hit hard, he snorted, a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth, his body flew upside down, and he retreated more than ten zhang before stopping.

"Boom!"

Lu Zifeng clenched his palm heavily, and a low cheer came out of his mouth.

He Yi had fought with Lu Zifeng, and naturally knew that the martial arts that the young man used had a faint dark energy that sneaked into his body, and then under the control of the young man, it suddenly broke out, causing great damage to the opponent.

Therefore, when He Yi's body regressed, he quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body to surround and suppress the dark energy that Lu Zifeng secretly sneaked into his body.

Therefore, in this fight, the results achieved by Lu Zifeng's inch fist are naturally not as huge as when he fought with He Yi for the first time, but it is not bad to hurt He Yi.

Lu Zifeng also knew that he naturally couldn't defeat He Yi by using his Inch Fist, after all, Inch Fist was just a Mahayana martial art, and the Tianyin Demon Seal that He Yi used was a spiritual martial art, and it was already good to achieve such results.

The corners of Lu Zifeng's mouth lifted a trace of arc, and with a sonorous sound, the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife that had been pinned to his waist and was not unsheathed was finally unsheathed.

As soon as the Ice Soul Snow Pattern Knife came out of its sheath, a chill filled around the knife, the temperature of the surrounding air quickly decreased, and bursts of white smoke came out.

He Yi's face changed, he didn't expect that there was such a powerful spiritual weapon in the young man's hand. In the first encounter a month ago, the young man had not used the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife, and He Yi naturally didn't know what level of spiritual weapon the young man's knife pinned to his waist was.

However, now it can be seen from the power of this knife when it is unsheathed that the level of this knife is definitely not low, and according to He Yi's guess, it is very likely to be a high-grade spiritual weapon.

It's just that He Yi has never seen or touched a high-level spiritual weapon, so he doesn't know if his guess is accurate.

Fang Pengfei, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, had been paying attention to the battle between the two in the field, and when he saw Lu Zifeng's treasure knife pinned to his waist unsheathed, his eyes were filled with thick greed, and he licked his mouth hotly. The level of this treasure knife must not be low, and it is just right for you. If he got this treasure sword, Xu Chen of the Ancient Martial Alliance would definitely not be his opponent.

At this time, Fang Pengfei's heart was not worried about He Yi's safety, but instead he was thinking about the treasure knife in Lu Zifeng's hand. This Fang Pengfei is nothing more than that!

"Just let me test the power of the Ice Blade String Moon Slash!"

Lu Zifeng sneered, and the spiritual power in the air rippled, and an extremely low temperature suddenly emanated from his body. Lu Zifeng's right hand slashed horizontally, and a crescent-shaped ice blade sword qi was stimulated from around the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife, slashing at He Yi with a thunderous momentum.

He Yi's skin tingled all over his body, which was his body's instinctive reaction to sense great danger.

He Yi's face was solemn, he didn't dare to slack off, his hands quickly sealed, and powerful spiritual power came out of his body without reservation, and in an instant, a gray rune bell formed in his body. This runic bell looks unusually hard and strong.

"Heavenly Demon Xuanzhong!"

The moment the rune bell was formed, a low shout came from He Yi's mouth.

At this moment, the Ice Blade Sword Qi tore through the air and instantly slashed at the Heavenly Demon Xuan Bell!

Boom!

A melodious bell rang, what will be the result of this encounter?