As soon as Fang Pengfei's low shout came out, accompanied by a hoarse and ugly roar, a blood-red hideous monster suddenly rushed out from the tip of the spear and bit Lu Zifeng fiercely.

Feeling the power of this martial art, Fang Pengfei's face showed a confident smile at this time. You must know that this marksmanship is a kind of spiritual martial arts, and it is a spiritual martial arts taught to you by a mysterious existence in your body. Lu Zifeng, a little beast, will definitely not be able to catch his extremely powerful attack.

Lu Zifeng's expression became extremely solemn at this time, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and even his bare skin in the air felt a tingling pain, because this was the instinctive reaction of the human body after feeling the danger.

The martial art that Fang Pengfei is using now is definitely a martial art of the spirit martial arts level in Lu Zifeng's eyes. With such a powerful spiritual martial art, coupled with the strength of Peng Fei's current half-step Xuandan Realm, the power of the Blood Demon Shura Spear he used was enough to seriously injure a cultivator at the end of the Lingwu Realm in an instant.

Lu Zifeng is obviously not the kind of person who sits idly by, his eyes are also surging with madness at this time, today's game, if it is broken, Lu Zifeng will become a human dragon and phoenix, and if he loses, he will be defeated.

Only by surviving the past can there be a glimmer of life.

If he can't hold on, Lu Zifeng's life will be buried here.

"Drink!"

Lu Zifeng suddenly let out a low snort, the clothes on his body were windless, and a powerful spiritual power fluctuation burst out from his body, and then frantically poured into the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife in his hand.

Under the infusion of a large amount of spiritual power, the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife buzzed excitedly, and then the original snow-white blade of the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife became even more crystal white, as if this knife was made of frost.

The temperature around Lu Zifeng plummeted, instantly dropping below zero, and the snowflakes seemed to appear out of thin air, and as the snowflakes increased, these snowflakes falling in mid-air quickly condensed into a giant knife in front of the young man.

This giant knife is exactly the same as the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife, the blade is snow-white, and the gauntlet is snowflake-shaped, but at this time, this extremely beautiful knife is full of chilling and murderous aura, as long as this knife moves, it can instantly take people's lives.

This powerful martial art is the same spirit martial art that Yun Feiyang used when he killed the turbid demon general.

This martial art was passed down to Lu Zifeng by Yun Feiyang's predecessors. In this month's time, Lu Zifeng not only learned the Ice Blade String Moon Slash, but also learned this Extreme Ice Drifting Snow Knife.

In just one month, Lu Zifeng was able to learn these two spiritual martial arts, all thanks to the inheritance memory left by Yun Feiyang's predecessors to Lu Zifeng. It was precisely with Yun Feiyang's senior's personal practice and his cultivation experience that Lu Zifeng was able to learn these two spiritual martial arts in such a short period of time.

If there is no such memory, Lu Zifeng may not be able to learn these two martial arts for half a year, which shows the preciousness of this memory.

When this giant knife was condensed, Lu Zifeng's face became extremely pale, as white as a blank piece of paper, and the consumption of this move was unusually large for him, even greater than the previous use of the Ice Blade Three-String Moon Slash. With this move, I am afraid that most of the spiritual power in Lu Zifeng's dantian will be drained.

"Polar Ice Drifting Snow Knife, Slay Demons!"

An indifferent cold shout came from Lu Zifeng's mouth, and the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife in the young man's hand slashed down fiercely at the air in front of him, and the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife condensed in mid-air also moved, tearing the air in an instant, and slashing at the hideous monster condensed by the Blood Demon Shura Spear with a force splitting Huashan spirit!

The Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife slashed down fiercely, as if the air had been slashed, and a faint white mark appeared in the air.

If it weren't for the fact that Fang Pengfei had some unknown connection with the Turbidity Demon, which made his spiritual power cultivation skyrocket, Lu Zifeng would not be willing to use this spiritual martial arts, after all, the consumption of this spiritual martial arts would be very large for Lu Zifeng. Once Lu Zifeng performs this martial art, he will inevitably be so empty that he will not even have any spiritual power left, and even a small spirit master will be able to defeat him at that time. At this time, Lu Zifeng must retain half of his combat effectiveness, otherwise it is extremely easy for others to take advantage of it.

However, now at this time, I can't help but Lu Zifeng doesn't do this, and at this time he still has a back hand, I am afraid that he will not only lose this competition, but even his life will be buried in Fang Pengfei's hands.

Although Lu Zifeng still has the identity of a martial arts master, Lu Zifeng has never exerted his spiritual power from beginning to end, that is because the young man knows that the spiritual power cultivation of his realm has been reduced to the lowest level for the strength of Fang Pengfei's half-step Xuandan realm, and he can only fight in terms of spiritual power. After all, the spiritual power cultivation of Martial Talisman Master Xiaocheng is equivalent to the strength of the early stage and period of the Spirit Martial Realm, and this level of spiritual power cannot cause any substantial damage to Fang Pengfei at all.

Taking all aspects into consideration, if the Polar Ice Drifting Snow Knife is not used at this time, then Lu Zifeng's life will be buried here.

The crystal white Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife slashed down fiercely, and the blood-red hideous monster also came in an instant, frantically biting towards this sword qi.

At this moment, suddenly the sky darkened, and a crystal white light flashed, instantly appearing behind Fang Pengfei, and the blood-red hideous monster then stopped strangely in the air.

Bang!

The Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife shattered in an instant, shattering into ice cubes all over the ground.

After a blink of an eye, a hoarse and undeniable scream rang out, and the blood-red hideous monster was slashed by the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife, breaking in half, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

At this fracture, it was as if a dark and deep black flame rose, and when this black flame rose, the blood-red hideous monster was instantly evaporated into nothingness as if ice and snow had met the scorching sun.

As soon as the blood-red monster broke, Fang Pengfei, who was connected to the former, suddenly spurted out a stream of blood, and at this time, he still maintained the posture of stabbing his spear at Lu Zifeng.

Another pop sounded, and Fang Pengfei's left chest to his right rib suddenly appeared with a hideous injury that was deep and visible to the bone, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

Fang Pengfei couldn't even resist Lu Zifeng's move. The incomparably sharp sword qi seemed to be able to cut off everything in the world.

Fang Pengfei was so seriously injured that he lost too much blood, and he fell into a coma in an instant.

"Wow!"

Those cultivators below let out a burst of surprised uproar. The battle situation changed too quickly, Fang Pengfei, who they thought would win, was instantly reversed by Lu Zifeng, and he was seriously injured and unconscious. Such a huge contrast made them a little unbelievable of the situation in front of them.

At the bottom, Li Xuelin and Qiao'er, who were worried about Lu Zifeng, were so excited that they jumped up when they saw Lu Zifeng defeat Fang Pengfei.

However, whether they want to believe it or not, this is the case, and no one can change it.

Lu Zifeng was fascinated by Fang Pengfei, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, in order to deal with Fang Pengfei, he had already uncovered all his hole cards. Fortunately, Fang Pengfei's Blood Demon Shura Spear was not the opponent of his Extreme Ice Drifting Snow Knife, otherwise he would be the one lying on the ground at this time.

After Lu Zifeng relaxed, he instantly felt a feeling of dizziness in his mind, even the scene in front of him. Not only that, but the bursts of weakness that came from the dantian made the young man lose even the strength to stand on the ground.

Lu Zifeng is not a hairy boy who has just come out of the rivers and lakes, once he shows a weak appearance, I am afraid that all the cultivators below are the East Evil Crooked Brains, after all, the inheritance of this Cloud Peak Wasteland still has a fatal attraction for most of the cultivators below.

Lu Zifeng stood calmly in place, his eyes full of high-spirited battle intent, and his eyes full of fierce light swept the cultivators below one by one. None of the cultivators below dared to make eye contact with Lu Zifeng's eyes, and they all turned their heads away.

You must know that Lu Zifeng's momentum is at this time, how could they offend the young man at this time. Although they knew that the young man had defeated Fang Pengfei, his consumption must have been very large, but at this time, the signs of the young man's performance did not look like he had a great consumption. At this time, they don't dare to take risks, the temptation of treasures is certainly ten, but they are important to their own lives, and they will definitely not take risks.

At this time, no one noticed that at the place where Fang Pengfei fell, a large amount of blood that flowed from the wound on Fang Pengfei's body had strangely seeped under the altar.

As more blood seeped into the altar, the entire altar slowly shook as if the blood had touched some mechanism on the altar.

This shock was still very small at the beginning, and ordinary people couldn't detect it at all, even Lu Zifeng, who was standing on it.

But as time passed, the vibration grew stronger, and there were bursts of light at the top of the altar. In the end, not only Lu Zifeng sensed this shock, but even the cultivators below were aware of this abnormality.

"What's going on?"

Lu Zifeng looked around the altar suspiciously, and at this time he didn't know what was going on.

"What's going on?"

Those cultivators below didn't know what was going on, and they all looked at Lu Zifeng and Fang Pengfei on the altar with puzzled eyes.

They hadn't come back to their senses from Lu Zifeng's defeat of Fang Pengfei, but at this time, this kind of abnormality had happened at the altar, and no matter how good their heads were, they didn't understand what was going on.

As the altar shook more and more, the light from the top of the altar became more intense, as if the entire altar was trying to suppress something.

Fang Pengfei, who fell to the ground in a coma, as the more blood on his body seeped into the altar, black smoke also rose from the depths of the altar and quietly poured into Fang Pengfei's body.

These black smoke seeped into Fang Pengfei's body quite secretly, and no one could detect it at all. Mobile Visit: