This is the spear skill that Tang Ming realized in the dragon and phoenix cemetery under the guidance of the machine spirit.

The majestic energy was like a mountain and a sea of mountains and seas, and it attacked and killed through the body of the gun towards Feng Haobei.

According to Tang Ming's speculation, even if this shot could not hurt Feng Weibei, it would be able to shake the blood-drinking knife in his hand open.

But he didn't want to, Feng Haobei's move surprised Tang Mingdu.

I saw that Feng Haobei not only did not retreat in the slightest moment before the momentum swept over, but also turned the blood-drinking knife in his hand.

The furious energy on the Divine Phoenix Lei Yan spear grazed the blood-drinking knife, and it broke through Feng Haobei's chest straight, and the strength came out through his back.

Feng Haobei did not hesitate to receive a blow from Tang Ming. The blood-drinking knife in his hand also slashed across the edge and headed towards Tang Ming's chest.

And at this moment, Tang Ming, whose spear momentum was like a dragon going out to sea, could not take back the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear in this millimeter.

The sword swept across his chest, and a bloody sword shot out from Tang Ming's chest, and the blood qi was entangled with the murderous sword.

Two people in one move. Wounds for injuries.

Tang Ming didn't expect that Feng Haobei didn't care about his gun momentum at all, and he had to give himself a knife at the cost of serious injuries.

At the beginning, Tang Ming suppressed the realm of his own physical body in the Chongmai realm, and even so, it was difficult for ordinary means to break through Tang Ming's defense.

The Blood Drinking Knife did it easily, and if it weren't for the strength of Shura's body, Tang Ming at this moment would probably have been infused by the evil qi of the Blood Drinking Knife.

In this way, this move seems to be a lose-lose move, but it is a slightly inferior move by Tang Ming.

"Hahaha, come again!"

Tang Ming raised his knees and held the gun, and after laughing wildly, the flames of the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear gradually converged, and the inscription on the body of the spear became more and more dazzling.

Feng Haobei seems to have no consciousness at this moment, in his eyes, there is only killing and fighting intent, at the beginning, he was not wrong, he got into his ring, life and death are decided.

The Blood Drinking Knife felt the breath on Tang Ming's spear, and returned to Feng Yubei's hand in a moment, and the pervasive bloody aura began to enter the long whale and was swallowed by the Blood Drinking Knife.

The blade once again returned to the simplicity of the beginning, but Tang Ming was keenly aware that the blood-drinking knife at this moment was like a fierce beast that chose people to devour.

"Roar!!"

Feng Haobei roared angrily, raised his arm horizontally, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed diagonally from left to right, and a sword that covered the sky and the sun shot out from the blood-drinking knife.

Tang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, the tip of the Shenhuang spear in his hand fell to the ground, and he lightly raised the tail of the spear with one hand, facing the thunderous sword, his expression was indifferent.

The sword rays swept from the blood-drinking knife shrouded the entire martial arts arena, and the people watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when they saw the sword that covered the sky and the sun.

With such a sword, not to mention the disciples of the academy, even if it is the pavilion master elder, he may not be able to survive the sword unharmed.

For Tang Ming, who was in the midst of it, what really threatened him was not the sword in the sky, but the bloody aura hidden under the sword.

This bloody aura is somewhat similar to its own corrosive thunder, but the erosion and the like devour the aura, and this bloody aura affects the mind.

The knife strength was in the blink of an eye, and Tang Ming turned around sharply the moment before the knife came to him, carrying the entire spear on his shoulder, holding the tail of the spear with his right hand, and lifting the body of the spear with his left hand, making a momentum of picking up the mountain.

"Up!!"

When the sword mangs completely fell, a loud shout resounded throughout the Dragon City Academy, and the people in the distance only saw that a force that was even more violent than the blood-drinking sword mangs broke through the sword mang, and pierced a hole in the sky that the sword man had evolved.

Moving mountains.

At the beginning of the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, Tang Ming picked all the red-scaled dragon Jiao that had transformed into a ten-zhang true body, not to mention Feng Yubei, who only had the innate realm at the moment.

Tang Ming was unforgiving, his spear moved as soon as he straightened up, swept past the blood-filled ring in the middle, and the tip of the spear wrapped in flames and thunder was handed out violently.

Poof......

A shot pierced Feng Haobei's right arm without hesitation, and at the same time, the spear in Tang Ming's hand was twisted, and when the energy dispersed, Tang Ming hesitated slightly.

With his twisting of this gun, this huge competition will also come to an end, but Feng Xiaobei, a rare knifesmith in a hundred years, will be completely crippled.

When the body of the gun pierced Feng Haobei's right arm, as long as Tang Ming's hand moved a little more, the energy flowing through the body of the gun would be able to directly blow Feng Beibei's right arm into powder.

And the characteristics of the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear Tang Ming couldn't be clearer, the spear containing the Erosion Thunder and the Divine Phoenix Flame, once Feng Haobei's right arm was shattered, then even if there was a spirit pill with raw white bones, Feng Haobei's right arm would not be able to come back.

With such a hint of hesitation, Feng Haobei on the opposite side decisively abandoned the knife with his right hand, and without waiting for the blood to fall to the ground, his figure that caught the long knife with his left hand retreated violently.

Tang Ming did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, the moment the gun came out of his right arm, Tang Ming also took back the flames and erosion thunder scattered in the wound of Feng Yubei's right arm.

"You're defeated!"

Standing with a spear, he can force himself to use the trick of swinging words and move mountains in the innate realm one after another, and the young man in front of him who is wearing a cloak and holding a knife has proven his strength.

After all, aside from cultivation, Tang Ming's gun skills were not only guided by the machine spirit, but also tempered again and again between countless lives and deaths.

In the entire Dragon City Academy, there is no second one that can make Tang Ming use the trick of swinging words and moving mountains, except for Zhongli Tiancheng!

"Not yet...... Ah!!h

Tang Ming looked at the black-haired Feng Haobei dumbfounded, and in addition to horror, there was also a kind of regret in his expression.

After Tang Ming finished speaking, Feng Haobei raised the long knife in his left hand, and under Tang Ming's surprise, this madman actually directly cut off his right arm to the shoulder.

"If you can't win a move, how can you retreat?!"

Feng Haobei gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth, and the blood-drinking knife in his left hand surged violently.

Not only Tang Ming felt pity, but even the four Zhongli Tiancheng who were observing here from a distance couldn't help but sigh a little.

"Why bother, and it is good for him to cut off his arm?"

Qin Chusheng was a little unclear, so he was obviously defeated, why did he have to abolish one of his arms?

"Heh, you don't know Feng Haobei, but I know him, this young man is a ruthless man who can still straighten his waist even if he has broken his legs and lies on the ground, Deacon Tang's shot just now should have broken his right arm, but Deacon Tang showed mercy. ”

Zhong Li Tiancheng explained in a soft tone, he knew Feng Haobei too well, and Tang Ming's subordinates showed mercy, which was a humiliation for a person like him.

"Look at it, the Seven Swords of Purgatory is by no means as simple as we see!"

Zhongli Tiancheng seemed to be still full of confidence in Feng Haobei at this time.

......

This time, the martial arts arena is completely invisible, not to mention the rings before Tang Ming and Feng Haobei, even the other two rings have completely disappeared.

"One sword, break the mind!"

Feng Haobei held a knife in his backhand, staggered his feet and swept up from the ground, and slashed down with a knife without any fancy head.

There is no sword that covers the sky, there is no violent energy, and there is no diffuse bloody aura, this knife is ordinary and makes people a little confused.

The people in the distance looked puzzled when they saw Feng Haobei slashing this knife with one arm again, in their opinion, this kind of trick was not enough to go to the streets of Longcheng to perform.

But Tang Ming was different, his expression suddenly became solemn after seeing this seemingly ordinary stab.

A knife sealed Tang Ming's retreat in all directions, and the moment the blade was on the way, no matter which direction Tang Ming dodged, the blade could appear on the way to the first time, this one, completely broke the idea of dodging.

Tang Ming held the gun horizontally, slowly erasing the monstrous flames and beating thunder on the gun from right to left, and the true face of the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Gun was exposed to everyone's eyes for the first time.

A spear with a rough silver rod and black end, and the black and silver at the junction of the seven-inch gun body are perfectly blended.

"Why does that gun head feel so familiar?"

Wu San smiled at the spear in Tang Ming's hand, stared at the head of the spear with some confusion and asked.

"That's the black spirit essence jade he exchanged from Xiao Zhen, and I don't know how this kid refined that thing!"

Helian explained at will, but even he couldn't figure it out now, how did this kid refine the black spirit essence jade that made the big bosses of the sect helpless at the beginning?

"The spear refined from the black spirit jade, the blood-drinking knife that bloomed in the Kunbei Blood Prison, this big competition is getting more and more interesting!"

Wu Sanxiao reached out and touched the slightly prickly stubble, and looked at the battlefield in the distance with a burning expression.

It's tedious, but it's just a blink of an eye.

The long knife fell suddenly, Tang Ming raised his gun to block the knife, but at the same time that the blade touched the body of the gun, his right hand let go of the body of the gun, and the tail of the gun in his left hand had already appeared behind Feng Yubei.

Immediately, Tang Ming's right fist clenched and smashed into the trick behind Feng Xiaobei, but before Tang Ming's fist fell, the blade that originally landed on the ground inadvertently rose from under Tang Ming's left ribs.

Tang Ming's punch didn't fall after all, he smashed it down, and he could seriously injure Feng Haobei, but on the other hand, his chest would also be broken by the blood-drinking knife again.

Closing his fist and retreating to pick up the gun, the four movements were done in one go, after taking a punch from Feng Weibei, Tang Ming withdrew from the battle circle, but at the same time as retreating, the spear he picked up also smashed on Feng Weibei's back.

"Brother's, it's really strong!"

Tang Ming wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Feng Beibei, who also had a look that gradually began to change, with some appreciation.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Feng Haobei has actually been defeated, and the stimulation of the power of the bloodline is limited by time, and his consciousness is gradually beginning to become clear, indicating that the power of the bloodline has begun to decline.

"Two knives, broken gods"

Feng Haobei, who took two breaths of breath fiercely, held the blood-drinking knife in his hand again after a short period of relaxation, stepped forward with his right foot, and made a gesture of drawing the knife.

Tang Ming pulled the Divine Phoenix Gun upside down, holding the gun nine inches from the body.

A little chill!

Feng Haobei's hand holding the blood-drinking knife slowly began to pull out the knife, the surging knife intent was like a trapped beast, and the blade that was gradually exposed was like a cage that was gradually opening.

The green tendons on Tang Ming's arms burst out, and there was a trace of gunpower emanating from the Divine Phoenix Spear, but at the moment of becoming powerful, it was suppressed by Tang Ming.

Feng Beibei's second knife is not qualified to be suppressed with a gun.

Taking a small step, Tang Ming slightly turned the spear in his hand, and in an instant, the overwhelming sword intent turned invisible.

The momentum and sword intent gradually climbed to the peak between rising and falling.