Chapter Eighty-Five: The Peak Turns Around

Zhu Le looked at the unmoved young man in front of him with a frightened face, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

You must know that the power of the Wind Terror using the Wind Frightening Sword has faintly reached the middle level of the ground level, and within the Yin Yang Sect, Zhu Le has defeated many opponents with this hand Wind Terror, and even the one who ranks first in the Yin Yang Sect's Rebirth Realm cannot be resolved so easily.

But now Xiu Xiao didn't dodge or dodge, and actually crushed it head-on.

"No, no, it can't be. Zhu Le said in a hurry, completely forgetting that she was now in the battle of the duel of life and death.

Zhu Nian in the No. 1 box was also staring at the battle in the cage, seeing this scene, he grabbed the table in front of him, and finally let go weakly, and sat down on the chair behind him, he knew that his daughter was really planted this time.

With Kong Qiang's eyesight, he could naturally see that although Xiu Xiao was strong, it was the scales in his hand that really restrained Zhu Le, but he didn't know what kind of weapon this was, and it actually had such power.

Lin Feng and Zhu Yang were both sitting in the audience, but Lin Feng's expression was relaxed at the moment, but Zhu Yang was nervously looking at the situation on the field, silently praying in his heart that a miracle would happen.

"To be honest, your attack is already strong in the Rebirth Realm, but it's a pity that you met me, and to tell you the truth, there are probably no more than ten people in the entire world who can make my right hand unstoppable in the Rebirth Realm. Xiu Xiao said in a voice that only the two of them could hear as he walked towards Zhu Le.

And at this moment, every step Xiu Xiao took was a kind of spiritual impact for Zhu Le, looking at his right hand covered with scales, a sense of powerlessness arose in Zhu Le's heart.

"I ......"

Before Zhu Le finished speaking, Xiu Xiao's figure had already appeared in front of Zhu Le.

"Splitter's Claw!"

Originally, there were only Xuan-level intermediate-level martial arts, but at this moment, with the blessing of Xiu Xiao's right hand, there was already a crisis of Xuan-level high-level, of course, this was still a situation where Xiu Xiao did not do his best. After all, he didn't want to kill someone because of this trivial matter, but it was still necessary to give Zhu Le some hardship.

In the hurry, the aura shield formed by Zhu Le was easily shattered by Xiu Xiao's splitting claw.

"Bang!" Zhu Le's body slammed into the cage, and the entire cage trembled.

Fortunately, Zhu Le's cultivation was one level higher than Xiu Xiao's, and the aura shield had consumed some of the energy of the splitter's claw before, so Zhu Le was not fatally injured this time.

Xiu Xiao frowned, as if he was not satisfied with such a result, his figure moved again, ready to make up for Zhu Le, he couldn't let her go so easily.

Maybe it was really Zhu Yang's prayer that moved the heavens, or maybe Zhu Le really shouldn't stop there, and Zhu Le in a panic released the Yin Yang Sect's Divine Grinding Soul Forging Technique.

Zhu Le's eyes flickered, and a palm-sized grinding disc appeared above Xiu Xiao's head, the grinding disc was not big, but it gave people a feeling of going through vicissitudes, and everyone's eyes were attracted by this grinding disc.

And Xiu Xiao, who was under the grinding plate, suddenly stopped his body rushing forward, and the whole person stood in place, looking ahead with empty eyes.

At this moment, Xiu Xiao seemed to be pressed heavily by a mountain on top of the divine soul, and Xiu Xiao in the divine soul found that he was restrained, and he couldn't even move now.

The sudden appearance of this scene on the field seemed to be weird, and even Zhu Le himself didn't know what the reason was.

In the Yin-Yang Sect, this Divine Grinding Soul Forging Technique is a method to improve the power of the Divine Soul, all the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect will know this method, and no one has ever used this method in the daily competition, but I didn't expect to get such an unexpected result today.

The moment the palm-sized grinding disc appeared, Lin Feng stood up suddenly, because he saw his own Yin-Yang Divine Mill, this palm-sized grinding disc was completely a miniature version of his own Yin-Yang Divine Mill, but this grinding disc was even more blurred, with only an outline.

After feeling it carefully, Lin Feng found that the power of this grinding disc was far from his own Yin Yang God Mill.

But Lin Feng still looked at the situation on the field, because he knew that although Xiu Xiao had a high realm and strong strength, the Divine Soul was his weakness, and he unceremoniously said that anyone who had cultivated the Divine Soul could suppress Xiu Xiao in terms of the Divine Soul.

"Squeak~" As the grinding disc began to rotate slowly, Xiu Xiao, who was standing on the field, trembled.

Obviously, at this moment, he is experiencing pain that no one else can imagine.

When Zhu Le saw this scene, a smile finally appeared on his face again. At this moment, she is the real victory.

Now Zhu Le is a knife, and Xiuxiao is a fish.

As time passed, the shaking amplitude of Xiu Xiao's body became larger and larger, and the nostrils had begun to ooze traces of blood.

Lin Feng's frowning brows never let go, and he was very anxious in his heart, because this scene was too familiar to Lin Feng, and this was the beginning of the collapse of his soul.

If all of Xiuxiao's seven holes began to bleed, even if Da Luo Jin Immortal came, he would not be able to keep him.

This was Lin Feng's usual method, but now that this scene appeared on his best brother, he was helpless for a while, and he didn't know what to do.

Lin Feng had already made up his mind, if he couldn't break free from the restraints when Xiu Xiao was bleeding from the six holes, even if he was fighting to be the enemy of the entire cultivation world, he would forcibly intervene in this competition.

No one knew what was happening, and the entire arena was silent, except for the sound of the millstone turning.

As time passed, Xiu Xiao went from bleeding from his nose to bleeding from his eyes, and then blood came out of his ears.

Xiu Xiao's throat was churning up and down, obviously not holding on for long.

Just as Lin Feng was about to release the Yin Yang God Mill to suppress Zhu Le's grinding plate, he had an idea.

"Hello, at this moment, I have a grudge with Miss Zhule in the prison arena of Empty Stone City, the poster, Lin Feng. ”

Lin Feng used his aura to spread throughout the entire venue with a deep voice.

Everyone was stunned, what is the situation? When can the prayer post be used like this? Seeing that Zhule is about to win, such a dramatic scene has happened.

Everyone followed the direction of the sound and focused their eyes on Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng swaggered to the edge of the cage, looked at Zhu Le, who was a little stunned on the field, and said, "How is it, do you dare to take it?"