Feng Qingyan was not in a hurry, her slender hand was swiped, and a refining weapon appeared in her hand, a silver-white refining weapon reflected a dazzling light in the sun.

A nine-foot-seven-inch spear!

The silver-white spear tip is incomparably clear, Feng Qingyan's seemingly thin body, holding the spear in his small hand, exudes a different aura at this moment.

"Seventh-grade refining weapon, silver Jiao gun!"

Qingying was a little speechless, when did the seventh-grade refining weapon also be a rotten street, just this month, he saw no less than five seventh-grade refining weapons.

Not to mention that he had two seventh-grade refining weapons on him.

The two girls didn't have as many tongues as other students, and rushed directly at each other, with that momentum, vowing to cut each other under the horse.

Sonorous!

The fine iron is crossed, and the two refining tools are separated with one touch.

Leaning sideways, Feng Qing Yan Yu reached out with his hand and patted Yan Bingxiang on the shoulder.

Yan Bing shouldered, whipped his left hand, and the whip tail turned around at an extremely fast speed, and pounced on Feng Qingyan like teeth and claws.

Landing on their toes, the two of them quickly staggered, and the two of them missed the blow, both of them had no expression on their faces, and while calculating the gains and losses in their hearts, their bodies had already taken the first step.

Feng Qingyan's spear was fierce, his wrist trembled, and the tip of the spear swept past the afterimage.

Yan Bing's steps were light and agile, and he dodged suddenly, and threw out the cold pole whip in his hand again, and it still made sense that the inch was long and short.

With the advantage of the Cold Pole Whip, Yan Bing could attack from a few feet away, and Feng Qingyan could only passively resist in vain. If she wants to pose a threat to Yan Bing, she must at least be within three zhang, or attack with Yuan Technique.

Yuan skills can not be abused, ordinary yuan skills do not hurt the enemy much, and the advanced yuan skills consume too much, if you don't succeed in one blow, you will suffer from the opponent's counterattack.

Generally speaking, on top of the seventh-grade refining weapon, there will be at least one meta-technique, which does not require an elemental master to practice, as long as the proficiency of the refining weapon is high enough, the meta-technique will be smooth enough.

Each swing of the Chill Whip sends out a sonic boom of "pop" from time to time at the top.

With the material of the Cold Pole Whip, if it is at the force point, ordinary Wuyuan Realm powerhouses will also be killed by one blow.

But that doesn't help you.

It also belongs to the top forces in the mainland, and what the academy can't give, their forces can give.

Feng Qingyan's footsteps moved, and when she stepped in the air, there would occasionally be a green-pink butterfly light and shadow at the foothold, which was very beautiful.

Qingying found that whenever the light and shadow appeared, and Feng Qingyan stepped on it, the momentum on his body would rise slightly.

Yan Bing on the opposite side couldn't detect it, and she couldn't relax because of the weapon advantage, she had to limit Feng Qingyan's body at all times, otherwise once Feng Qingyan got close, she would be the one with the weapon advantage.

Within three zhang, the long whip does not play very well.

Even if they are studying in the same place, neither of them is very familiar with each other, and they are constantly trying.

Qingying looked at it for a while, thoughtful.

Xingchatian smacked his lips and said: "This Feng Qingyan should have had some adventure, and the body technique she uses is at least first-class Huangpin, but it's a pity that she hasn't practiced yet, otherwise this battle would have ended." ”

"Huang Pin First Class?"

Qingying tilted his head and looked at Xingchatian suspiciously, this term was the first time he had heard of it.

Xingchatian smiled bitterly and said, "What realm is after the Seeping Yuan Realm?"

"Elemental Realm?"

"What else?"

Qingying looked dazed, what else?

Xingchatian patted his head and said, "The elemental realm is just a general division, have you understood the specific division?"

Qingying thought for a moment and said, "Yaoshui, Huanghuo, Rippling Earth, Phantom Wind?"

"That's right, it's these four realms, and many elementals are named after them. For example, Yuan Technique, which is taken from the beginning of the name of the Elemental Realm.

At the beginning, the Yuan Technique was a simple level, just like the first-class intermediate level, but in fact, below the elemental realm, there were low-level elementalists, and the elemental realm was the realm where everything of the elementals was tested.

This level of meta-skill, with the product as the level, means that you can ascend to the high hall. It is divided into Yaopin, Huang Pin, Crack Pin, Phantom Pin, each product is divided into one, two, three, three, etc., not low, intermediate and high, just remember it. ”

After Xingchatian finished speaking, he saw Qingying's pensive face and smiled slightly.

There are many things in it, which the Black Fire Continent does not have, and it does not need it, because the Black Fire Continent has only penetrated the Yuan Realm if it is the highest cultivator, and it cannot reach that level at all.

But Qingying needs to understand, if he doesn't say it, Qingying will know sooner or later, this sooner or later knowledge can be said.

After digesting it for a while, Qingying looked at the high platform again, but found that Feng Qingyan was already close to Yan Bing, and she used a spear like a fish in water, and Yan Bing could only resist in embarrassment.

Without the help of the long whip, Yan Bing was in a dilemma.

She wanted to throw away the long whip, but she was afraid that Feng Qingyan would harass her remotely, so if she didn't throw it away, she restricted a large part of her movements.

Her cultivation was not enough for her to use a long whip well, Yan Bing used to use a spear, and it was not used to changing to a long whip for a while.

Compared to the long whip, the iron spear is indeed much easier to control.

And Yan Bing is a little unsure, Feng Qingyan's strength is increasing every time she hits her, and her momentum is gradually tilting towards Feng Qingyan, if she keeps going like this, I'm afraid she will be suppressed by Feng Qingyan with real strength.

This is the effect of Feng Qingyan's footwork that began to manifest, and she has not yet practiced at home.

High-level meta-techniques are a good thing, but the bad thing is that they are not something that everyone can practice, and some meta-techniques require specific conditions.

The condition for this meta-technique she learned was to have a bloodline that matched it.

I don't know how long this Yuan Technique has been circulating, where does she know what bloodline, she can only grope for practice, but fortunately, what she has learned is enough for her to use the Infiltration Yuan Realm.

Later, she couldn't learn, so she had to give up.

This Yuan Technique, even her father didn't know, the Yuan Technique had been destroyed by her.

Even if others can't learn it, she can't let it spread, people are selfish.

The name of this body method is very good, "Dream Butterfly Introduction".

If you step out, there will be butterflies dancing behind you.

She can only do the shadow of a butterfly now, or occasionally appear.

As long as she steps on the shadow of a butterfly, her temporary cultivation will increase by one thousandth.

Now she has stepped on more than 200 of them, and the number is still rising.

Two hundredths of a thousandth, and two percent of her cultivation was raised, which was enough for her to suppress Yan Bing.

Feng Qingyan's footwork became more and more smooth, and the gradually increasing pressure made Yan Bing feel like he had difficulty breathing.

She can't lose.

Yan Bing closed his eyes for a moment, then opened his eyes, and his pupils turned crimson.

Feng Qingyan was taken aback, the spear in his hand was not slow, and pointed at Yan Bing's chest.

She doesn't need to scruple about anything, there are referees and so many powerhouses in the Yuan Penetration Realm, they won't watch her hurt Yan Bing.

Yan Bing finally let go of the Chill Whip, and his voice was empty like a ghost.

"Ice Change!"