The Dance of the Wind Gang was forced from the front, and the two Demon Fire Black Bears intercepted from the left and right, and it seemed that Liu Mad had completely surrounded him, unless Liu Mad mastered the flying martial arts and could fly in the air, or jumping out of the area was counted as admitting defeat, otherwise there was only one way left for Liu Mad to come, "Smash this attack in front of you!" The spiritual power was instantly poured into the long sword in his hand, and it was already sharp before it was unsheathed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"The fifteenth style of the Huifeng Sword Technique, chaotic wind burial!" is only one word missing, but it is very different from the third type of chaotic wind dance. The long sword was pulled out in an instant, bringing out not only the long sword itself, but also the spiritual power that had been substantiated, carved on the body of the long sword, condensing an extraordinary spiritual pressure, and slashing at the dance of Fenggang that swept in front of him.

The moment the long sword came into contact with the Dance of Fenggang, it was like cutting off the shackles, and the spiritual power of the wind and dust wrapped around the Dance of Fenggang was actually cut off by the sword of Liu Mad, and this Dance of Fenggang was also completely out of the control of the wind and dust under this appearance.

"How is this possible!" Feeling that his mental power was completely out of control of the Dance of Feng Gang, Feng Chen couldn't believe it. With just one sword, he wrapped himself around the Dance of Fenggang and cut off all his spiritual power, "Could it be that this guy's spiritual power is stronger than me!" Feng Chen couldn't help but think in surprise.

But when I thought about it, I noticed something unusual. "It doesn't seem that I really cut off my spiritual power, but I just forcibly took the dominance of the Fenggang Dance from under my spiritual power!" "It's true that when the Fenggang Dance was out of control just now, there was no damage to Fengchen's spiritual power, if it was an attack on the spiritual power, it must not be like this.

"That means that this is an attack on the Dance of Wind Gang?" Fengchen thought of a possibility, and his gaze returned to the Dance of Wind Gang, which happened to have a full view of the scene of unraveling the mystery. The Dance of Feng Gang, who was killed by the chaotic wind, did not fall under the control of Liu Mania again, and stopped on the spot and changed greatly in its state of existence.

The originally stable tornado began to vibrate irregularly for some reason, and the originally highly condensed Fenggang also disintegrated and dispersed into a strong wind at a speed visible to the naked eye, and under such a series of changes, the volume of the Fenggang Dance began to expand, and the state of existence became more and more unstable, and there was a possibility of exploding and disappearing at any time.

"Is this, the wind is self-destructing?" Fengchen was a little stunned, it was not that he didn't use his mental power to try again, but this time it was useless, and the wind that was killed by Liu Mad's move was completely uncontrollable, although it was constantly expanding and raging, it seemed to be consuming itself and gradually perishing.

At the same time, because of the continuous increase in the size of the Dance of Fenggang, the Demon Fire Black Bear, which was originally intended to attack from the left and right, also suffered this flying disaster: it was caught in the Dance of Fenggang, quickly annihilated in the Dance of Fenggang, and once again escaped into the spiritual power that permeated the air. I don't know if it was because of the destruction of the black bear, or because Liu Mad deliberately did it, the Fenggang Dance, which was likely to collapse at any time, did not continue to move forward, but went backwards and gradually invaded the place where Fengchen could stand.

"This is not easy to do, it can only accelerate the demise of this thing!" If he is directly hit by this Fenggang Dance, Fengchen does not doubt that he will receive the bento immediately. But you can't exit the area, so this is the only way for now.

The Fury Dust Knife raised horizontally in front of his chest, and the Wind and Dust spiritual power was highly concentrated at this moment, instantly covering the entire area, focusing on the Dance of the Wind Gang.

"The wind gathers fire, condense!" these five words leaked out of the two lips, and the wind and dust divine sense gave an order at this moment, and the spiritual power followed closely behind and began to work.

It seemed that in response to this sound, in the next second, around the dance of Feng Gang, and even inside the dance of Feng Gang, two small black balls gradually appeared. It is not affected by the wind from nearby or from within, but slowly increases despite everything, gradually filling the inside and outside of the Wind Gang Dance.

"The wind gathers fire, explodes!" didn't have much time to think, only at the moment when the pitch-black balls gathered together, the wind and dust divine sense gave an accurate order, detonating all the pitch-black balls at the same time.

Right in front of his eyes, hundreds of pitch-black balls exploded at the same time, and the impact instantly destroyed the rotational trajectory of the Wind Gang Dance, and the huge amount of magic fire generated by the explosion was also completely fused with the Wind Gang Dance. In an instant, apart from the pitch black, there was no longer anything in front of him, including the Dance of the Wind Gang.

"Having said that, this kind of attack is also possible, then I might as well try it!" It's just that the blasting can't make Fengchen satisfied at this moment, looking at the huge amount of demonic fire in front of him, Fengchen suddenly thought. Without hesitation, thinking of implementing it immediately, the wind and dust divine consciousness moved and released the spiritual power again, this time the target was the huge amount of demonic fire in front of him, and the trace amount of wind that still existed in the demonic fire and had not completely disappeared.

"I just don't know if this attack will be afraid of spiritual pressure, forget it, I don't want to try so much!" Putting aside other messy thoughts for the time being, Fengchen's eyes were full of determination, and his mental power also began to work after Fengchen made a decision. It is still manipulating the magic fire and the wind, and the wind gathering fire is to use the wind to compress the magic fire, and then plant some wind into the magic fireball to stir it up, and when the compression reaches the extreme, the outer layer of suppression is completely released, and the magic fire erupts from the inside out.

And what the wind and dust have to do this time is very different from the wind gathering fire.

The wind guided the demon fire to rotate, and under the control of the wind and dust, the demon fire was the main body, and gradually rotated, forming a whirlwind similar to the dance of Feng Gang, but this time it was not composed of Feng Gang, but by demon fire.

"This kid shouldn't think?!" Seeing the sudden appearance of the huge amount of demonic fire in front of him, out of caution, Liu Mad did not act rashly, but when he saw that this huge amount of demonic fire was gradually spinning, a trace of horror inevitably flashed in his eyes: "If this inexplicable flame forms a whirlwind, there is really nowhere to escape in an area of this size!" Liu Mad was clouded with a layer of haze in his heart.

didn't know that his actions had made Liu Crazy tremble, it was better to say that Fengchen had no time to take care of these at this time.

"Rub, this thing really consumes mental power!" kept trying to accelerate the wind speed, but found that just a little increase, his mental power was almost exhausted, and Feng Chen couldn't help but complain in his heart. Although it seemed like a cool thing to condense the huge amount of demonic fire in front of him into a whirlwind, the mental power consumed in the actual operation was far beyond Feng Chen's imagination.

"Just letting it barely rotate already consumes so much mental power, and if you want to strengthen the wind speed, I'm afraid it will take dozens of times more mental power, right?" Feng Chen secretly calculated, but got a number that surprised him.

"No, the rotating wind is too weak, this magic fire has no power at all, but if the rotating wind is too strong, my spiritual power can't support it at all!" It seems that this move," Fengchen shook his head with a wry smile: "I can only wait until the future to try, now the mental power is completely insufficient, and reluctantly releasing it will only make me mix up because of excessive mental power consumption, right?" In the end, Fengchen still gave up this idea, and manipulated the huge amount of demonic fire in front of him to rush directly at Liu Madness.

"Huh, fortunately, this kid doesn't have such strong mental power, otherwise there would really be nothing to do!" Seeing that the demon fire did not spin faster and faster as he feared, but stopped spinning and rushed directly at him, Liu Mad felt a lot more relaxed in his heart, knowing that this was a manifestation of Feng Chen's powerlessness.

Although the situation still seems to be a little unoptimistic, Liu Mad calmed down: "That kind of attack, the wind will not work, and the chaotic wind burial can only be effective against the wind that I cut out myself, if I attack it, I am afraid there is no other way but to escape!"

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Liu Mad looked at the demon fire that was about to devour him in front of him, and his right hand, which had already clenched the hilt of the sword, slammed it out, and the long sword that retracted the scabbard at some point was slashed out again, but this time it was the black hand wind and dust that pointed directly at the back of the demon fire and manipulated everything: "The twelfth style of the wind sword technique, the first line of the wind!"

A sword slashed out, the wind converged at one point, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the wind and dust, as for the overwhelming demonic fire that blocked the long sword, it was pierced from this point onwards, and a hole was opened to allow Liu Mad's sharp eyes to pass through, and look directly at the eyes of the wind and dust behind the demonic fire with a hint of surprise.

"Boy, you better admit defeat!" "That's not necessarily!" The eyes met only instantly, but both sides understood the meaning in each other's eyes. Seeing Liu Mad so arrogant, Feng Chen's heart burned with anger: "I must definitely defeat you, otherwise what will I talk about becoming stronger?!" The spiritual pressure erupted in an instant, and in the face of Liu Mad slashing with a sword, Feng Chen did not choose to retreat but moved forward bravely, and the angry dust knife slashed horizontally, "Feng Yan Slash!", wanting to stop this wind line.

"But it didn't work!" Seeing Feng Chen's use of Feng Yan Slash to meet Feng Yi's line again, Liu Yan's face showed a smug smile, as if he had seen the scene of Feng Chen being directly defeated by this move.

Coincidentally, Liu Mad can see the wind and dust through this open opening, and the wind and dust can also see Liu Mad through this opening. Finding the smug smile on Liu Mad's face, "It's not good!" Fengchen subconsciously noticed that something was wrong, and his eyes looked at the angry dust knife, but he happened to have a full view of this incredible scene.

For some reason, the wind that was wrapped around the wind slash was just the moment of contact, and it took the initiative to make way for the wind line, giving up the magic fire that should have been under its compression protection, and letting the wind line penetrate and rage, and the wind dust standing behind the wind slash was also pierced by the wind slash, and there was no doubt that it became the target of this wind line.

Subconsciously to the side, the wind line almost wiped his face, bringing up a layer of light skin on Fengchen's cheeks, and the little blood splashed in the air, imprinted into Fengchen's eyes. "This guy, this trick can actually make the wind retreat, how is this possible?!" I can't believe my eyes, but it's really the truth, even if Fengchen doesn't want to believe it, he must accept it.

"Escaped once, but what's the use?" the contempt on Liu Mad's face became more obvious, and he was caught by Fengchen, and his heart became more and more angry. Another line of wind struck, and this time Fengchen didn't dare to use the power of the wind again, because it was not clear how this line of wind completely restrained the wind, and rash use would only leave the opponent a chance.

"But, what else can I use without the wind?" Fengchen was suddenly at a loss, and realized for the first time such a problem: when his wind was not good, he didn't even have a single martial art that could be used on the table!

If you don't have a martial art that you can use, how can you fight? It's hard not to lose, let alone win.

The demonic fire is indeed very strong, but inaction in the face of spiritual pressure is the most fatal weakness of the demonic fire. But this weakness can be greatly compensated for with the assistance of the wind, and the wind and fire are the best proof. But now that the wind has been restrained by the other party, the magic fire seems to have become useless.

Thinking came to an impasse, Fengchen couldn't find a good way, and in the end he could only dodge this wind line again, and then was locked by Liu Mad's next attack again, and this time, Fengchen could only choose to retreat, and had no power to fight back at all.

"Little Brother Feng shouldn't be going to lose, right?" Outside the field, seeing that Fengchen was gradually forced into a dead corner by the wind line, Yan Hu said nervously.

"If Fengchen loses, shouldn't we really give up this task?" didn't care whether Fengchen would lose, but took the result more seriously, Leng Tomb looked at Wang Ruochen and asked the other party. "What else can I do if I don't give up?" It's all already said!" Wang Ruochen didn't have a good air, but his eyes kept staring at the wind and dust in the field.

"I originally thought that Fengchen could control the wind to restrain that guy's martial arts, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be Fengchen himself in turn, I knew that this would let you kid try his luck, and he wouldn't be beaten like this!" Wang Ruochen said with a depressed face, but there was a trace of worry about Fengchen in his tone.

"In fact, it can't be said to be a matter of being restrained or not, the strength of the two sides itself is so much different, if Fengchen's strength can go further, and his spiritual power can be stronger, it shouldn't be easy for the other party to break his control of the wind!" Shi Yu interjected at this time: "Fengchen's ability to manipulate the wind is definitely not based on spiritual power cultivation, but a kind of special talent, if you can manipulate the wind with mental power alone, then now the streets are full of cultivators who can manipulate and control the wind." It's just that if you want to better control the wind, Fengchen's spiritual power cultivation is very important, and the reason why it will be suppressed by the other party now is probably only because Fengchen's strength is too low, and his control of the wind is not complete enough!"

"Isn't your control of the wind complete?" "Talking about what Shi Yu had just said, Wang Ruochen suddenly thought of something, and laughed at Shi Yu: "Haha, Shi Yu, you can sometimes make good suggestions!" After speaking, he patted Shi Yu's shoulder, and without waiting for Shi Yu to answer, under the puzzled eyes of Leng Tomb and Yan Hu, Wang Ruochen turned his head directly, and shouted loudly at Fengchen, who was constantly dodging the wind line attack on the field and was almost defeated.

"Fengchen, are you an idiot? You don't want to think about what kind of cultivation you are now, but you have become like this when you are suppressed? You are not such a cowardly person, do you? You have to figure out, if you don't believe in yourself, you don't believe in your weapons, you don't believe in your moves, then who else can you expect to believe you!?"

"Then who else can you expect to believe you?" Wang Ruochen's words smashed heavily on Fengchen's heart like a heavy hammer, completely waking up Fengchen at this moment: "Yes, it's just suppressed, why should I give up using it?" Fengchen suddenly laughed, but it was suppressed, not that it couldn't be used, but it was just a weakness like a magic fire, could it be, "Can't you use the wind like a magic fire, I'm really stupid!" Looking at the line of wind that struck again, Fengchen had an idea in his heart.

The spiritual power was released without reservation, and as much as possible was manipulated as much as possible in the surrounding wind as before, the demonic fire that had not completely disappeared but was already riddled was activated again at this time, "Since it is too big and too much for me to manipulate, then start from one point and penetrate it all!" A trace of fierceness flashed in Fengchen's eyes, and in the next second, the divine sense began to act.

Not far in front of Feng Chen, the wind gathered together and circulated at high speed around one point, forming a rapidly circulating air current, bringing up the demonic fire that was scattered around under the manipulation of spiritual power.

Soon, under the rotation of this air current, which was only a fraction of a fraction wide, the demonic fire was gathered on this side and spun with it. This time it was no longer the wind and dust manipulation, but it was spontaneously rotated by the air current, but even so, "The spiritual power is still a little insufficient!" With the more and more magic fires that rolled in, although the magic fire did not need to worry about the wind and dust when it rotated, but to maintain these magic fires on one side, the wind and dust had to divide most of the spiritual power.

"Hold on a little longer, and you'll be able to do it right away!" At this point, Fengchen, who had already made up his mind, couldn't stop, even if he stopped now, Fengchen had no power to dodge, and could only watch the wind pierce through himself, in this case, "Then it's better to fight!" A trace of madness flashed in Fengchen's eyes, and his spiritual power exploded again, even if he was looking at Fengchen in front of him, he didn't feel a burst of depression.

"It looks like it's coming!" Looking at the wind and dust in the field, and seeing the trace of madness in Feng Chen's eyes, Wang Ruochen seemed to understand something, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Break it for me!" shouted in his heart, under the efforts of Feng Chen's countless spiritual powers, a disc several meters in a radius appeared in front of Feng Chen, except for the rapidly rotating wind in the center, the exterior was completely composed of demon fire compression, forming a thin blade, tearing the air and tearing the spiritual power to make a piercing noise, under the manipulation of the wind and dust, it slashed down at the line of wind that had already shot out, falling like a curse.

The line of wind, the line of wind that can be completely suppressed by the wind, but it is as fragile as a hair under the blade of the demonic fire, and it is cut off in front of the wind and dust just the moment it touches, and disappears into this heaven and earth. And with the moment the blade fell, the divine consciousness that was about to explode because of the overdraft was also felt a cool sense in the moment of the explosion, and the original incomplete form was perfected. In addition, along with this change, there was a sudden increase in Fengchen's spiritual power and spiritual power.

At this time, Fengchen realized that he had actually broken through to the late stage of concentrating in one fell swoop with the slash just now.

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