"This momentum!"

Seeing this, looking at Hua Qingfeng's appearance, Ye Feng's eyes immediately showed a dignified look.

On the sword momentum condensed by Hua Qingfeng, he felt a faint sense of threat.

"Take a gamble. ”

After a slight pause, Ye Feng's eyes showed a look of determination.

"Lookout Mountain!"

"Running water!"

"Hurricane!"

"Thunder!"

"Four swords in one!"

Almost at the same time, four phantoms appeared in Ye Feng's time, and none of them contained a powerful momentum.

Without the slightest pause, soon, the four phantoms behind Ye Feng were directly fused together, and a powerful sword blade phantom condensed from true qi also appeared in front of him.

And just after the giant sword phantom in Ye Feng's hand condensed out, it immediately began to move on Hua Qingfeng's side.

"Die for me!"

With a burst of shouts, Hua Qingfeng took the Zixiao Sword in his hand, and with this powerful sword momentum, he rushed in front of Ye Feng in an instant.

"Bang!"

A wave of energy burst out from the two of them.

With a bang, a huge flying dust was raised in the entire ring, so that the people in the audience could not see the situation on the stage clearly.

After a few breaths, waiting for the dust on the stage to gradually dissipate, the scene in the ring appeared in everyone's eyes.

At this moment, two huge sword marks appeared out of thin air in the ring, several feet deep.

Of course, Ye Feng and Hua Qingfeng on the stage were no better.

At this moment, the clothes on Hua Qingfeng's body had been shattered into pieces of rotten cloth, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the momentum on his whole body was sluggish.

And the situation on Ye Feng's side is a little better than Hua Qingfeng.

After all, he has a foundation of the Five Elements Balanced Spiritual Root, and the true qi in his body is extremely rich.

However, even so, at this moment, his clothes were already half torn, and the aura on his body was floating, which seemed to be a lot of consumption.

.....

"Bastard!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Feeling the injuries on his body, Hua Qingfeng's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

This is the first time, the first time someone has injured him so badly.

"I want you dead!"

Gritting his teeth, he snorted at the edge of his mouth, and the momentum on Hua Qingfeng's body suddenly became a little weird.

"Too Void Secret Method!"

Seeing this, looking at the momentum released from Hua Qingfeng's body, the face of the sect master of Huatian Sect outside the ring suddenly became a little ugly.

"Stop!"

Almost subconsciously, he shouted on his lips.

The Taixu Secret Method is a secret method of Hua Tianzong that consumes the potential in the body in a short period of time to enhance one's strength.

The more talented a person is, the more power he gains when he uses this secret method.

However, this potential drain is permanent.

Once Hua Qingfeng used this secret method, then his talent would never be able to make up for it.

This kind of secret method has always been a secret method that the people of Hua Tianzong will only use when life and death are at stake, but I didn't expect that now Hua Qingfeng would actually use this secret method in a game.

However, now that he was outside the ring, Hua Qingfeng couldn't hear what was coming out of his mouth at all.

With this strange aura on his body, it became stronger and stronger.

The momentum on Hua Qingfeng's body also gradually grew.

Originally, the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage Triple suddenly broke through to the Yuan Infant Stage Quadruple, and it was still increasing, and in the end, the strength on his body has been stable at the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage Fivefold.

"Haha, this is strength, great strength!"

Feeling the power generated by the words in his body, Hua Qingfeng's face suddenly became a little crazy.

Today he did everything he could, just to let Ye Feng!

Ye Feng will not die, he will never give up!

......

"Fivefold in the Yuan Infant Period!"

When he saw Hua Qingfeng's body erupt, Ye Feng's face suddenly became a little surprised.

You must know that if you have the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage Quadruple, he still has something to compete with.

However, if the Yuan Infant Stage is fivefold, unless he exposes his hole cards, with his current strength, he can't compete.

"Suffer death!"

Perhaps sensing the nervous look on Ye Feng's body, Hua Qingfeng's face became more and more excited.

"Huatian Divine Sword!"

With a burst of applause, Hua Qingfeng grabbed the Zixiao Sword in his hand again and quickly rushed towards Ye Feng's face.

Boom!

The Zixiao Sword in Hua Qingfeng's hand collided with the bloodthirsty sword in Ye Feng's hand, and Ye Feng's entire person was shot away by Hua Qingfeng a few meters away.

......

"Secret Method!"

Looking at the sudden change in the style of painting in the ring, the faces of the other elders in the Eastern Regions who were in the ring at this moment also showed a look of surprise

However, after the accident, their expressions became a little gloomy.

They are also well-informed.

For this kind of secret method of forcibly improving one's strength in a short period of time, it is either at the cost of consuming one's own life force, or it is overdrawing one's own potential.

Both of these are very harmful to the monk's body.

Therefore, this kind of secret method has always been listed as a forbidden technique in the cultivation realm.

In their eyes, even if the current Hua Qingfeng is a demon, he has been reduced to a lower level at this moment.

After all, all they value is Hua Qingfeng's talent.

Now Hua Qingfeng actually used this forbidden technique of depleting his body in the cultivation realm, this time, no matter whether Hua Qingfeng won or Ye Feng won in the end.

Hua Qingfeng's previous supernatural talents are no longer available.

For this kind of first-class cultivation genius, they were not lacking in the Eastern Regions.

.......

And at this moment, in the ring, after being knocked away by Hua Qingfeng's sword, a mouthful of blood spit out from his chest, and Ye Feng's expression became more and more solemn.

"Is that all you have?"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood foam, Ye Feng's expression also became a little ugly.

Judging from the current situation, this time the game is either Hua Qingfeng dies, or he Ye Feng dies.

At this time, he didn't care about what to keep his hole cards.

After all, a monk who had cultivated five times in the Yuan Infant Stage was a whole two levels higher than him.

If he doesn't use his hole cards again, he will definitely die by then.

......

"Demon God's Wings!"

The true qi in his body flowed, and the momentum on Ye Feng's body suddenly became a little strange.

Streams of black demonic qi emerged from behind him, and his shirt was directly torn to pieces by the true qi.

The demonic qi condensed behind Ye Feng's back into the shape of a pair of wings.

In the end, as the demonic qi around Ye Feng became more and more intense, the pair of wings behind him gradually materialized.

(End of chapter)