It seems to have boiled, but on the smooth fiery red outer membrane, there are a little sparks beating, giving people a gratuitous sense of penetration, as if it is their own skin that is beating by the sparks. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A pair of antlers were like red-hot coals at the moment, and on the top of Yan Lin's head, with the injection of flames, they bloomed with infinite brilliance, and the light aroused by the angry dust knife on the side of the wind and dust was divided into a clear dividing line.

Judging from the momentum and coercion alone, it was almost impossible to discern which side was stronger, because the strength of the spiritual pressure that the two sides had erupted at this moment, and the intensity of the spiritual power fluctuations, had all reached the category of the six changes of the spirit gathering, and they were simply evenly matched.

Even, even Wang Ruochen and his party, who were more than ten miles away from Fengchen and Yanlin, could clearly feel at this moment that the constant spiritual power vibration in the distance was enough to make everyone present palpitate, including Yan Potian.

"Fengchen, when did you become so strong?" The long ponytail trembled slightly, and Wang Ruochen's pretty face was full of surprise.

"I don't know, but it doesn't make sense, even if Brother Fengchen has any hole cards, it won't be so strong!" A look of incomprehension flashed in Leng Li's eyes, and Leng Tomb was also confused. However, since there was no way to see it up close, he naturally couldn't understand the secret of the blood refining weapon, so he could only stand in place and wonder.

"Maybe it's a fusion with the Blood Refining Spirit Weapon, right?" Shi Yu pondered slightly, but suddenly revealed the answer.

Immediately attracted Wang Ruochen's words of surprise: "The fusion of blood refining spirit weapons, no kidding, what kind of knife is Fengchen coming from, if I remember correctly, it shouldn't have reached the level of an excellent spirit weapon, right? How can it be possible to fuse it now!"

"Otherwise, there is no way to explain more, this kind of strength is not the enhancement of the move, but the enhancement of Fengchen's own strength! If it weren't for Fengchen's previous hiding, then there would be only this one possibility!" Shi Yu said.

"However, the fusion of blood refining weapons, the lowest level is also an extremely difficult technique that has a very low probability of being completed after the weapon reaches the level of an excellent spiritual weapon! It has been like this since ancient times, how could Feng Chen complete the fusion of blood refining weapons with a blood refining weapon that is not at the excellent level?" Wang Ruochen still didn't believe it, this was incredible!

"Okay, okay, no matter what he is, these things can be talked about after Brother Fengchen comes back, what we should care about now is whether Brother Fengchen can defeat this terrible enemy!"

After the others heard Leng Tomb say this, they couldn't help but fall silent. Indeed, instead of wasting time thinking about this kind of thing now, it is better to wait for Fengchen to come back and ask directly. And more importantly, even if the wind and dust have erupted with such strength, it seems that the current battle situation still seems to be evenly matched, which is really disturbing.

"It's really strong, senior!" Seeing that the power is not weaker than his own at all, and even in the degree of spiritual power and condensation, it is far better than his own Yanlin, Fengchen firmly held the Fuchen Knife in his hand, so that this fire knife, which has been condensed too strong, will not come out without permission, and at the same time showed a smile on his face, and said with some anxiety but some excitement.

"I felt this way just now, but now I'm a little more sure, you kid, do you really have some sense of battle madness?" Yan Lin still squinted, but he didn't know if it was because the light was too dazzling, or if he simply wanted to maintain this appearance.

"Really, it seems that unconsciously, people will really be infected by the people around them!" Fengchen smiled lightly, but he thought of that sturdy and feminine figure in his heart.

"However, compared to a certain person, the junior can't be regarded as a real battle maniac, if it is that person himself, he is probably not in the mood to talk nonsense with the seniors now!

"Haha, if it's such a person, I don't hate it!" Yan Lin laughed heartily.

The two of them were chatting like this, without any tension at all, but the two arrows were already on the string.

It seems that they are all waiting for an opportunity to release their strongest blow and decide a winner.

One second, two seconds, three seconds。。。。。。。 Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds。。。。。。 Time just walked like this, but the two of them didn't move, letting their respective momentum intertwine, shocking, and sweeping out waves of powerful qi that spread out in all directions.

"What are they still grinding, why don't they hurry up and make a move?" In the distance, finally waiting a little impatiently, Wang Ruochen couldn't help but shout, the bangs on his forehead that were not restrained kept shaking at the moment, embellishing his youthful face.

"I don't know, maybe we're all waiting for an opportunity, right?" Leng Tomb shook his head, his eyes a little serious.

"What are you going to do when the time comes? Hurry up, is it a success or a failure, and the result will be won?" Wang Ruochen didn't understand.

"How do I know, I'm just guessing!" Leng Tomb was also helpless, he didn't know what Fengchen was thinking.

And in fact, "Why, do you have to stop for a while?" Fengchen himself didn't understand why at the moment.

There is probably an emotion called fear: "This guy is too strong, even if I have this level of strength inexplicably now, it seems that it will be difficult to defeat him if this blow continues! If so, it will be bad!" Fengchen hesitated at this moment, because he had no absolute confidence in the next blow.

On Yanlin's side, it was obvious that even if he fought evenly with Fengchen this time, he still had enough spare strength to continue fighting. But on Fengchen's side, he had a feeling: "My strength can only last until this time, and after that, I will definitely not be his opponent!"

That's why Fengchen didn't dare to make a move, maybe once he made a move, it would mean a complete failure. However, what can you do if you don't make a move? Fengchen quickly found the answer: continue to condense and continue to strengthen the strength of this blow at the moment, because this blow, it is obvious that there is more room for strengthening. After all, at this moment, Fengchen is only the first time he has touched this move.

It's unlikely that something new will be flawless, and of course, even an old thing, most of them won't be flawless. It's just that compared with the old things, the new things are easy to find some deficiencies and deficiencies, and they can be further improved.

At this moment, Fengchen had such an idea, so he stopped for the time being, on the one hand, he was wary of Yanlin's sudden attack, but on the other hand, he once again calmed his mind and began to sense and retrieve what deficiencies he still had at the moment.

Yan Lin, on the other hand, was very cooperative and didn't make a move, just looking at Fengchen like this, as if he was watching something.

"Could it be that you can be stronger? Then it will be really interesting! I may be lucky to be able to see a genius like you before I really die! Then I will give you time, I want to see how far you can go!"

I didn't know that Yan Lin was such an idea at this moment, and most of Fengchen's mind had already begun to think.

"The first thing that can be eliminated is the ethereal blow, even if I want to take care of it, this thing is not under my control at all! At least, it's not something that can be thought out in such a short period of time now! Instead of wasting time doing useless work, it's better to just leave this thing alone!" The first thing that Fengchen eliminated was the extremely powerful and extremely unstable ethereal blow.

Although the number of ethereal strikes triggered has increased significantly compared to the past, it is still a random move.

"Then next is the Star Flame Slash under normal circumstances! Anyway, this move, although relatively speaking, is a new move, but it is already very proficient, and there is almost no room for improvement, so it can only be ruled out temporarily!"

In the end, Fengchen could only focus his attention on one thing that was new: the fusion with the Fury Dust Knife.

"If you can make this wonderful feeling to the next level, probably, the power of this move will also increase exponentially!"

This is undoubtedly the correct solution, and the most dominant point of any blood refining weapon is in the coordination with the master. Even if it is a blood refining weapon that cannot be fused, it can still exert a stronger power than ordinary spirit weapons.

Not to mention, once it touches the level of fusion, the weapon has completely become a part of the master in terms of form and meaning, and this kind of enhancement will be unimaginable. And as the degree of integration increases, the more reinforcement is naturally obtained.

"Although I don't know how this feeling came about, but the blood refining weapon thing, that's probably what it is! In the past, you yourself had a strong burst of power, but at that time, it was just you who were fighting! But now it's different, I can feel that even at this moment, at this moment of battle, in your body, there are still thoughts and emotions that belong to you, this is probably something called a machine spirit, right?"

Fengchen muttered to himself, as if he was communicating with the Fuchen Knife, and in the blade, there was a certain emotional communication that was felt by Fengchen. There may have been exchanges in the past, but never in this case, let alone in battle.

It also seemed that he really had a sense of this kind of communication with Feng Chen, and the angry dust knife, which was originally flashing with blood-red light, trembled slightly at this moment, and at the same time, an inexplicable emotion came out of the knife, and it was quickly sent into Feng Chen's mind.

"Are you me, a part of my body, you can feel my joys and sorrows, and at the same time you are the same joys and sorrows! Hehe, so that's the case, it's not a matter of whether you control it or not, but from the moment you appear, you and I are one and the same! It's just that the way you present is my knife, and the way I present is your wielder! It's a bit like I'm a butterfly, or a butterfly is what I mean!" Fengchen couldn't help but chuckle.

That was the information from the Angry Dust Knife, although it was a little inexplicable, but it was completely accepted by Fengchen at this moment.

"It's not okay if you don't accept it, otherwise, you're probably going to lose!" Fengchen smiled bitterly, and finally made a move in his hand.

"Huh, have you finally figured it out?" Seeing that Fengchen was showing signs of moving, Yan Lin couldn't help but lift his spirits. He was very curious about how far this talented young man in front of him could go, relying on the cultivation of this Gathering Spirit Duality alone.

"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, senior, and thank you very much for giving me so much time to improve my moves!" Fengchen looked at Yan Lin, but suddenly laughed, and apologized to Yan Lin, but thanked the other party.

"Hehe, there's no need for this, I just want to see how far you can go!" Yan Lin smiled. Although such a smile, with his huge dragon head, it seems a little terrifying.

"How far has it been?" Fengchen muttered, and then smiled: "If I can do it to the point where I can make you stunned, then it will be interesting, isn't it?"

"Hehe, if you can really do that, I'm looking forward to it!" Yan Lin smiled indifferently.

"Then, I hope I won't live up to your expectations!" Fengchen said softly, and then, the right hand holding the blood-red Fury Dust Knife was also gently raised at this moment, and soon, it crossed his chest and raised it high towards the sky.

The process was not slow, nor fast, it was natural, as if Fengchen was not holding anything at all, but simply raised his right hand. And it was such a normal action, but it made Yan Lin's eyes flash with a touch of surprise.

"This kid, shouldn't he have controlled it to such a point in such a short period of time, right?" Yan Lin's surprised eyes even produced a hint of joy, because what Fengchen brought him at this moment was likely to be an unprecedented surprise.

The action was instantly frozen, and the spiritual power around Fengchen exploded again, and the Fuchen Knife, which was originally blooming with blood-red light, unloaded all the brilliance at this moment, just like Fengchen itself, and began to burst out with powerful spiritual power.

As for the unloaded light, it did not disappear, but covered the body of Feng Chen, and then merged into it.

And Fengchen himself, after the fusion of this blood-red brilliance, suddenly burst out with an indomitable and powerful momentum all over his body. And what is even more surprising is that this kind of momentum is not so much the feeling that people give people, but rather an incomparably sharp one, just looking at it, I feel that I will be cut, such an incomparably sharp blade-like artifact, giving people a feeling.

At this moment, the wind and dust no longer seem like a person, at least in terms of feeling, it doesn't look like it. It's like an unsheathed sword, extremely sharp, and the sharpest part of this sword is just above the tip of the sword: the Angry Dust Knife.

The level of spiritual power that erupted was still only in the realm of the six changes of gathering spirits, but the feeling of wind and dust at this moment was completely different.

Also at this moment, when the momentum condensed to the peak, Fengchen's originally lost eyes also regained their vigor again, looking at Yan Lin, who had indeed fallen into a stunned state in front of him, and smiled lightly: "Senior, get ready, the junior is coming!"

Then, the tip of the sword suddenly drooped, and the power condensed at this moment, accompanied by the surging spiritual power fluctuations, leaned towards the Yan Lin in front of him without reservation: "This move, called Angry Blade Heavenly Fire, please also ask the seniors to teach you!"

In the next second, countless transfiguration blades swept through the flames that devoured heaven and earth, attacking towards Yanlin.

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