Bai Yuehua has been engaged in hand-to-hand combat with Lin Feng, the long knife and dragon claws collided fiercely, and the sound of clanging spread throughout the arena, and everyone was also holding on to their hearts, not knowing which was stronger or weaker. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Duan Mingxiao didn't have any good ways here, he could turn into a humanoid demon beast, unless he was unlucky, it would be difficult to deal with, just like this Lin Feng, there were more and more scales on his body, and he even began to resist Bai Yuehua's long knife without falling into the wind, it seemed that Bai Yuehua was constantly attacking, Lin Feng had been defending, but Bai Yuehua's melee could no longer help Lin Feng.

"Dragon!"

Two dry words came out of Lin Feng's mouth, as if he couldn't speak, the dragon claw scales on his hand shrank suddenly, and then, at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, he threw a punch and smashed it towards Bai Yuehua.

"Be careful!"

From such a distance, you can feel the powerful power above the fist wind, this kind of power is completely beyond the reach of humans in this realm, if you are hit, even if Bai Yuehua is extremely powerful, she will definitely not be seriously injured.

Bai Yuehua saw that the fist wind was already close to his clothes, the long knife slammed forward, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and then, Lin Feng's punch was empty, making a dull gas explosion sound, resounding throughout the arena, and Bai Yuehua's figure appeared not far away, and a wisp of clothes fell with the wind, which was the white clothes on Bai Yuehua's body.

"Alas, this is what Yuxin took a long time to do for me. ”

Bai Yuehua said lightly, the dragon shadow in her eyes was more condensed, and the powerful momentum bloomed, completely forming a contrast with before, and the powerful power rose to the sky, like a god of war bathed in white light, sacred and undesecrated.

Lin Feng subconsciously took a step back, there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, this spiritual power was too strong, it was much stronger than he imagined, the previous tactics were no longer working, he had to think of a better way.

Bai Yuehua, who was bathed in white light, looked at Lin Feng condescendingly, his body was suspended in the air, the martial artists of the Spirit King Realm could already rely on spiritual power to levitate in the air, but they couldn't fly at will, only the peak of the Spirit King could barely grasp the power of long-term flight.

The long knife in his hand was gently placed in front of him, constantly rotating, his hands were folded, a faint spiritual power fluctuation came, the long knife seemed to be stimulated, and kept spinning, and when Bai Yuehua grabbed it, a loud knife sound pierced out, making everyone scream.

"Extreme will, cut off the sky!"

Bai Yuehua's whole person's momentum has changed, it seems that there is only a long knife in his hand in his eyes, a person is like a knife, a knife is like a person, in the whole world, there is only one person and one knife, the momentum is completely converged, no longer radiating outward, as Bai Yuehua's body moves, it instantly appears in front of Lin Feng, and the horizontal knife is slashed, the speed is so fast that the audience's eyeballs completely lose Bai Yuehua's goal.

Lin Feng didn't relax until Bai Yuehua appeared in front of him, then he knew that this speed was a few points faster than his previous self, his body retreated, but he was still a small step slower, and was hit in the right arm by the long knife, and the blood spilled out instantly, and where the long knife passed, a pure white knife mark was left on the void, which lasted for a long time and exuded a strong knife intent.

"It's so strong!"

Duan Mingxiao and Bai Yuehua can almost be regarded as empathetic, through their own feelings, they can clearly know how much strength Bai Yuehua used for this blow just now, how much spiritual power was consumed, what kind of power was used, etc., and finally came to a conclusion.

This is not only the power of Bai Yuehua's artistic conception, but also the power of space, the manifestation of the extreme compression of spiritual power, let's first say that the pure white knife mark in the air contains a strong power of space and artistic conception, even if there is no control of Bai Yuehua, it will remain there until the power is exhausted, that is to say, as long as Bai Yuehua is cut to the place, such a knife mark will be left, and when the field is full of knife marks, then Lin Feng will not be far from defeat.

Compared with Duan Mingxiao on the field, Lin Feng was even more shocked, his bloodline had undergone transformation and obtained a drop of Xuanwu's essence blood, although it was not pure, but it also made his defense grow rapidly, and now this body of scales, offensive and defensive integration, is rarely broken, and Bai Yuehua's knife actually directly cut the scales in half, and also injured himself, coupled with the pure white knife marks that appeared in the position he had cut before, most of the original confidence disappeared in an instant, and he completely treated Bai Yuehua as the most ferocious demon beast, otherwise, it would definitely be himself who lost。

Bai Yuehua seemed to enjoy this feeling, and stood in place for a long time, only then did he move slightly, appearing in front of Lin Feng like a teleportation, slashing out three times towards his shoulders, calves, and waist, and the speed was almost at the same time, Lin Feng didn't dare to be careless, and the power urged to the extreme, and slammed into Bai Yuehua's sword.

Although the sound of the blade cutting into the flesh and blood was subtle, it was as terrifying as a magic sound in Lin Feng's ears, and he didn't stop anymore, forcibly breaking away from the shroud range of the blade, and three pure white blades appeared in mid-air, exuding a soft light.

Tick

The sound of water dripping on the ground came, and I saw Lin Feng's legs as bows, his left hand holding his right hand, and the blood kept sliding down the scales, dripping on the ground, and soon became a small pool of blood, extremely scarlet.

Until now, Lin Feng didn't understand why there was such a difference in the strength of the same person before and after, this pure white knife was completely impossible for him to deal with, as long as he touched it, he would definitely be easily cut through his body, and even the scales were as if they had become made of paper, and they couldn't play the slightest role.

Duan Mingxiao was also shocked, he didn't know that Bai Yuehua had such an ability, but he felt a little familiar, with this rich spatial aura, how could he be so similar to his own form of the second stage of Mo Xuan?

"You lost. ”

Bai Yuehua said lightly, retracting the long knife to his waist, and the white knife on the field disappeared, as if it had never appeared, Bai Yuehua left without looking back, and the white clothes were still so elegant, without any damage, except for the corners of his clothes.

"In the first game, Bai Yuehua won. ”

Although Bai Yuehua was the first to leave, it stands to reason that he should have lost, but so many viewers watched it, it was obvious that Lin Feng was defeated, so naturally there was no objection to such an announcement.

Lin Feng's wound had already healed, for the dragon bloodline, even if it was a dragon, the recovery power was much faster than that of a normal martial artist, he raised his head and looked at Bai Yuehua who was leaving, without the slightest hatred, and just left, without attracting people's attention at all.