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"Wow. ”

When the cultivators below saw this rapidly changing battle situation, they immediately let out an uproar.

In the battle just now, it was clear that Xu Chen had the upper hand. If nothing else, the winning side of this competition should be Xu Chen.

In the previous battles between the two, the winner was Xu Chen, and Fang Pengfei was pressed by Xu Chen, so after Xu Chen gained enough upper hand this time, they felt that Xu Chen would win, which was naturally a matter of course.

However, Fang Pengfei suddenly unleashed a secret method that could improve a cultivator's strength in a short period of time, and the battle situation was instantly reversed. Xu Chen was defeated, and Fang Pengfei won. It's amazing how much this is happening in a flash of lightning.

Xu Qingyan saw her brother injured like this, a pair of beautiful big eyes instantly turned red, she just jumped off the altar, her delicate body moved, came to Xu Chen's side, and helped Xu Chen up.

When she saw his brother's sunken chest, a pair of beautiful big eyes glared angrily at Fang Pengfei in front of her.

Fang Pengfei smiled weirdly, the gloomy and cold fluctuations that wrapped around him slowly stopped, and he glanced at Xu Chen and Xu Qingyan lightly, and turned his head directly.

Although Xu Qingyan felt that her brother's defeat was quite weird, she didn't know what was going on, she didn't know what had happened to Fang Pengfei just now, even if she was angry, she could only think that her brother's skills were inferior.

She was so angry, in the final analysis, because Fang Pengfei's shot was too ruthless. Fang Pengfei's indifferent attitude made Xu Qingyan even more angry. It's just that even her brother is not Fang Pengfei's opponent, and she is naturally not Fang Pengfei's opponent.

Xu Qingyan knew that she would not be Fang Pengfei's opponent, so she was not carried away by anger, she still suppressed the anger in her heart, but from the angry and resentful eyes she looked at Fang Pengfei, it could be seen that Xu Qingyan would not let go of the other party so easily, as long as she had enough strength, she would definitely seek revenge on Fang Pengfei.

Fang Pengfei saw Xu Qingyan's hateful eyes, his eyes also fluctuated, and a ruthless energy came out of his eyes. Xu Qingyan's actions had already made him move with murderous intent.

However, when Fang Pengfei thought of the forces behind Xu Chen and Xu Qingyan, and after thinking about it carefully, he still gave up this idea.

Now that the two major forces are at war, it will definitely not be a good time. Just let your two brothers and sisters be proud for a few days, and after my Tianyin Sect's plan is completed, your little Gu Wu Alliance will not be my Tianyin Sect's opponent at all, and then you two brothers and sisters will not want to escape the palm of my hand.

Xu Qingyan took out a pill with a strong medicinal fragrance from his arms and stuffed it into Xu Chen's mouth, after Xu Chen took this pill, his faint breath recovered a little, and his pale face like white paper also flushed a little. It seems that the pill that Xu Qingyan fed Xu Chen was not ordinary.

Seeing that her brother's condition was better, Xu Qingyan glared at Fang Pengfei coldly, and then jumped out of the ring with Xu Chen, who had passed out in a coma.

After Xu Chen and Xu Qingyan left, only Fang Pengfei and Lu Zifeng were left on the second floor of the altar.

Fang Pengfei's slightly sunken eyes stared gloomily at Lu Zifeng, as if a poisonous snake was staring at its prey. At the same time, he stretched out his palm, which was like a knife, and slashed lightly at his neck. That kind of meaning is quite obvious, and it is clearly to tell Lu Zifeng to wait for death.

Lu Zifeng smiled faintly, and then turned his head, like that, he didn't take Fang Pengfei's threat to heart at all.

Looking at Lu Zifeng's bland expression on the surface, Fang Pengfei's anger suddenly surged. For some reason, he just couldn't get used to seeing the young man so forcefully calm. This kind of appearance, as if everything was under his control, which made Fang Peng particularly angry.

This kid's spiritual power is clearly one level lower than mine, even Xu Chen was defeated in my hands, you dare to hold it up like this, Fang Pengfei really can't get used to it.

After Xu Qingyan took Xu Chen down, her eyes were on Lu Zifeng's body. She naturally hoped that Lu Zifeng could defeat Fang Pengfei in her heart, but in the battle with Lu Zifeng just now, Xu Qingyan also knew a lot about Lu Zifeng's strength, and even her brother Xu Chen was in Fang Pengfei's hands, and it was too difficult for Lu Zifeng to win.

But that's how strange the human heart is. The more difficult things to accomplish, the more they put their hopes on others, Xu Qingyan always felt that the young man in front of him would create a miracle again and defeat Fang Pengfei.

Will this black and purple black horse end up in Fang Pengfei's hands, or as always, release his amazing talent and defeat Fang Pengfei.

Among the cultivators watching the battle below, in addition to Xu Qingyan, there were two women who were also full of confidence in Lu Zifeng, and these two women were Li Xuelin and Qiao'er.

The two women have been in contact with Lu Zifeng for a lot of time, and for some reason, they have a kind of unprovoked trust in their hearts, they always believe that the thin teenager in front of them will create miracles again and again, and they are witnessing the teenager step by step.

At this time, two bright lights emitted from the third layer of the altar, and these two bright lights slowly turned into two futons.

Seeing this, Lu Zifeng and Fang Pengfei did not hesitate, and as soon as their bodies moved, they jumped onto the third-layer altar and found a futon to sit cross-legged.

After the two sat down cross-legged, at the top of the altar, there was a pillar of spiritual power light that enveloped the two of them.

This pillar of spiritual power light contains the strange baptism power of the Yunfeng Wasteland Altar. This pillar of spiritual power not only contains the power of baptism, it can remove the impurities of the spiritual power in the cultivator's body, but also increase the spiritual power in the cultivator's body.

These two benefits naturally made those cultivators at the bottom envious, but it was a pity that they didn't know that they didn't have the strength of Fang Pengfei and Lu Zifeng, so they were just envious.

Lu Zifeng felt this spiritual power pillar carefully, and this spiritual power pillar on the third layer was about ten times that of the second layer of spiritual power pillar.

Lu Zifeng grinned, and he urged the Great Xuanhuang Floating Slaughter Technique with all his might, absorbing this hundred-zhang spiritual power pillar of light. Soon, a vortex of spiritual power was formed around the young man's body, and a large amount of spiritual power poured into the young man's body with a whirring sound.

Fang Pengfei noticed Lu Zifeng's crazy suction, and compared to his own absorption speed with such an extremely low efficiency, his face was quite unhappy.

Hum.

I'll make you proud now, and we'll see how you die.

Fang Pengfei snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to Lu Zifeng, and doing his best to absorb this pillar of spiritual power.

Half an hour later, this pillar of spiritual power was finally absorbed by the two of them.

Lu Zifeng slowly stood up, clenched his fists, felt the surging spiritual power in his body, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

This time, after absorbing the power of this baptism, Lu Zifeng could feel that his spiritual power cultivation had improved a lot again, and his spiritual power cultivation had reached the peak of the late stage of the Lingwu Realm, and as long as he cultivated quietly for a few months, the young man would definitely be able to advance to the end of the Lingwu Realm.

Lu Zifeng's eyes looked at Fang Pengfei next to him with some smugness, and the latter's face was gloomy at this time, staring at Lu Zifeng viciously.

Fang Pengfei was so angry, naturally because Lu Zifeng had absorbed two-thirds of the spiritual power of this spiritual power pillar of light, and he had only absorbed the spiritual power of one of the three. He felt that Lu Zifeng had refined a lot of spiritual power again, and his face couldn't help but become even more gloomy, as if he was about to dripping with gloomy.

Looking at Fang Pengfei's unhappy appearance, Lu Zifeng was naturally happy in his heart. Seeing Fang Pengfei deflated, he was naturally happy.

The two futons on the third floor of the altar slowly faded away, followed by a crisp chime.

This bell ringing is naturally the sound of the beginning of the competition.

Fang Pengfei sneered twice and said, "Lu Zifeng, you can be proud, see how you can laugh later." ”

Lu Zifeng was not afraid of Fang Pengfei's threat, and said lightly: "Fang Pengfei, I'm not a child, if you intimidate me like this, I won't be afraid of you." ”

Fang Pengfei shouted: "Lu Zifeng, don't talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter below." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fang Pengfei stomped on the soles of his feet, his body moved, and he slammed a fist into Lu Zifeng's chest without any fancy.

Lu Zifeng was naturally not to be outdone, and he also greeted him with a punch without any fancy.

Bang.

A low collision sound sounded, and Lu Zifeng's figure retreated by about seven or eight steps, while Fang Pengfei's figure retreated by about four or five steps.

In this first confrontation, Lu Zifeng and Fang Pengfei were on par.

Seeing this, Fang Pengfei's expression became even more gloomy, these two times absorbing the power of baptism, Lu Zifeng got the most benefits. If it was before absorbing the power of baptism, Lu Zifeng would definitely not be on par with him in a head-on collision.

But because of the baptism power absorbed twice, the young man actually faintly had the strength to compete with himself, which made Fang Pengfei particularly annoyed.

Fang Pengfei also knew that the young man in front of him was not easy to match, a month ago, this kid was an insignificant weak in his eyes, but in this month's time, the young man had grown to the point where he could compete with himself, which had to make Fang Pengfei pay attention to it.

"Heavenly Yin Hand. ”

Fang Pengfei let out a low snort, and his right palm suddenly wrapped around a gloomy and dark spiritual power, and a faint eerie and cold aura came from above. After the Tianyin hand was successfully condensed, Fang Pengfei rushed towards Lu Zifeng, slapping the latter's chest fiercely.

This Tianyin hand that was unleashed by Fang Pengfei was several times more powerful than when He Yi used it.

This was enough to severely damage the late stage cultivators of the Spirit Martial Realm, and with Lu Zi's current strength, he didn't dare to touch it.

"Inch fist. ”

Lu Zifeng didn't show weakness, his whole body strength was condensed on his right fist, and his right fist tore through the space and blasted towards Fang Pengfei.

With a bang, fists collided, and the two flew upside down.

Lu Zifeng took more than a dozen steps back, and Fang Pengfei also took ** steps back. In this second round, the two still fought to a close match, and Fang Pengfei did not have the upper hand.

Fang Pengfei's two attacks were resisted by the young man, he was annoyed, the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, and he snorted coldly:

"Lu Zifeng, suffer death. ”

Fang Pengfei finally couldn't help it and wanted to show his hole cards.

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