Wang Ye was still kept in the dark, not knowing that Fengchen was actually manipulating the wind to fight him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Fortunately, although the wind and dust fell to the ground by the wind, it was still not beyond Wang Ye's control after all. Without much delay, Wang Ye had already rushed in front of Fengchen. As soon as he stepped forward, he gave Fengchen a blow to the head, and the giant sword slashed through the air fiercely, mixed with the sound of breaking wind, and slashed towards Fengchen's chest.

"Since it's all been released, how can it be possible to give you so much convenience?" Fengchen sneered, although it didn't have much impact, if he wanted to attack himself like this, he had to ask himself if he would agree. With a single thought, countless breezes wrapped the giant sword, and the giant sword inevitably slowed down under the wrapping of the breeze.

"It's that kind of thing again. Feeling a wave of resistance coming from the giant sword, Wang Ye reacted, this is the wind and dust playing tricks again. This kind of power can't work on his own god of war blood, but the giant sword: "It's not a part of your body, it's really not good." "I can't disperse the blood of the god of war to the giant sword, so I can only watch the wind and dust stumble.

Although it was a success in interfering with Wang Ye, Fengchen also knew that this would not have much effect. On the one hand, the ability to control the wind by himself is not very strong, so it is a little troublesome to make a stumbling block and completely control the giant sword. On the other hand, even if there is resistance, it is far from enough to completely stop Wang Ye.

But it's nothing, Fengchen is just hoping to cause some trouble to the other party a little. Based on this, Fengchen was able to take Wang Ye's attack. The giant sword slammed into the Fury Dust Blade, and although Wind Dust had weakened some of its power, it was also hit by the blow and could not lift its head. The whole person staggered back a few steps, and finally stabilized his body and did not lose his balance by this blow.

Although he still looked at a disadvantage, and his whole arm was a little numb, Fengchen was happy in his heart: at least it showed that Fengchen could still confront Wang Ye head-on. "This kid. Wang Ye was once again shocked by the wind and dust, although his attack had weakened a little due to interference, but at least it was at the level of a full attack at the end of the concentration stage. Fengchen was only in the early stage of condensation, but he was able to resist the full force of the end of condensation, and he only took a few steps back, and the strength he showed was really amazing.

Surprised, since the opponent is already so strong, Wang Ye is stagnant, and if he wants to defeat Fengchen, it will become even more impossible. Taking a step forward, Wang Ye picked up the giant sword and slashed towards the wind and dust. "Since I can stop you once, I won't be afraid of the second and third times. Fengchen was not afraid, and raised his anger and dust knife to meet him.

To Fengchen's surprise, before the Fuchen Sword could block the giant sword, the trajectory of the giant sword suddenly changed, and it was actually picked up, and it turned out to be to steal Fengchen's head. "This guy also knows how to be flexible?" Fengchen was a little surprised, although the fight was not long, Wang Ye had always been a decent fight, and it was the first time he had seen such an obvious false move.

"Although there are weaknesses, this distance can already be compensated. Talking to himself inexplicably, Wang Ye also heard Fengchen's words, but before he could react, the black covered his vision.

A large cloud of pitch-black flames appeared in front of Wang Ye like this, replacing everything in Wang Ye's field of vision. Except for the pitch black, Wang Ye couldn't see anything else. "This is that kind of black flame?!" Wang Ye also reacted, although it was already the fastest speed, it was still a step slower after all. He wasn't stabbed through the body by a sharp weapon, but he was approached by something else.

Of course, the current Wang Ye is not very afraid of weapon attacks. The blood of the god of war can greatly enhance one's own defense, unless the weapon attack after condensing the spiritual power, it is difficult for other attacks to hurt Wang Ye.

condensed the spiritual power on the angry dust knife, and then directly stabbed Wang Ye who exposed the flaws. Fengchen didn't choose to do this, although this could cause damage to Wang Ye, but who could guarantee that attacking like this would have an effect on Wang Ye? After all, Fengchen hadn't made any effective attack on Wang Ye after using the Bloodthirsty Battle.

What's more, in Fengchen's mind, there is another idea that needs to be tested by actual combat.

Fengchen finally chose a means of attack that no one could have imagined. The mind sank into the surrounding environment, feeling the air, filled with a large amount of spiritual power, the constantly flowing wind, and the wind and dust transforming the spiritual power, and finally forming a pitch-black flame.

When the wind gathers, it can be slightly compressed, and the pitch-black flame itself is controlled by itself, combining the two together, "What changes should be produced?" Fengchen suddenly smiled and began to move on to the next step.

Wang Ye was still kept in the dark, in fact, Fengchen's thoughts were only a matter of a moment, so short that before Wang Ye could react, Fengchen had already wanted to make a choice.

Release as many pitch-black flames as possible, although by Wang Ye's side, it may be affected. As long as the wind and dust are more controlled, this distance can still avoid the weakness of the flame itself. Wang Ye hadn't gotten out of the pitch-black flames at the beginning, and he couldn't see the figure of Fengchen. Without even noticing, more flames appeared. And this time, the newborn flames had even approached Wang Ye.

"These things, no, you have to avoid them!" When the pitch-black flame was about to touch his body, Wang Ye suddenly had a spirit, and the blood of the god of war instinctively produced a sense of crisis, which came from this inexplicable pitch-black flame.

Wang Ye stepped back and opened a distance from the pitch-black flames, and at this time, the flames had spread to the size of a small house, completely enveloping the wind and dust, no matter which angle Wang Ye looked at, he couldn't see the wind and dust.

"This kid must be doing something," Wang Ye looked at these pitch-black flames, although they had opened a certain distance, their blood was still boiling, making Wang Ye have to be vigilant.

"You can't let him go on like this. "Making such a big move, no matter what Fengchen wants next, is absolutely extraordinary. Although he was confident in his god of war blood, the uneasiness in his heart still drove Wang Ye to stop the wind and dust.

What Wang Ye didn't expect was that although he had already decided to stop the wind and dust, before he could act, or there was no time to act at all, the pitch-black flames began to change.

"Shrink, come together. Fengchen whispered, and the pitch-black flames around him, driven by the wind and dust, actually began, and continued to shrink with Fengchen as the center, although the process seemed a little slow.

"No, even if he will be burned by this flame, he must stop that kid. The ominous premonition in his heart became heavier and heavier, looking at the pitch-black flames that were shrinking little by little, gradually forming a ball, Wang Ye didn't dare to wait any longer.

Before Wang Ye could take a step, the mutation that made him desperate happened.

It was already a powerful air current that even Wang Ye could feel, and it flowed quickly, bringing up the already tattered clothes on Wang Ye's body. "This is, this is the wind!" Wang Ye finally reacted, this kind of flowing air flow is exactly the most common thing in daily life: wind.

"How is it possible, that kid can actually manipulate the wind?!" Even the surprised look was the same as the branch president and Lao Wang at that time, Wang Ye couldn't accept this fact.

No matter what Wang Ye thought, Fengchen didn't know. The current wind and dust have sunk into a mysterious state. "The wind, convoluted around the periphery of the flame, compresses the flame. "It's like an order, and it's like telling yourself that the wind and dust are constantly manipulating, scheduling, mobilizing all your spiritual power, and rolling up all the winds in this area.

No one noticed this change, on the entire stage, except for the wind and dust, there was not even a little wind in other places, and all of them received the guidance of the wind and dust and came to him. Even a fine speck of dust, floating up from under the stage, will fall vertically, just because there is no wind for it to continue to dance.

"What the hell is that kid doing? Don't you want to use the wind to compress those flames?" Probably able to guess the intention of Feng Chen, the branch leader was a little anxious. It's just that in the early stage of contemplation, even if you can manipulate the wind, you need a strong spiritual power to assist, the wind and dust cultivation is not enough, even if the spiritual power is high, it will not be high, if you want to do this kind of thing, it is really a little reluctant.

"That kid, what the hell is this?" Ling Yun thought as he looked at the almost formed sphere on the stage, gritting his teeth. I already hate the wind and dust to the core, and I can't wait to see the wind and dust die under Wang Ye's sword now. But the reality did not fulfill his wishes, but let him see the signs that Wang Ye might be defeated by Fengchen.

"No, you must not lose, if you lose!" Ling Yun didn't dare to think about what the consequences would be if he provoked such a child. As long as he hides and cultivates quietly like Wang Ruochen back then, sooner or later he will be able to come back and settle accounts with himself.

Even, even if Fengchen directly killed himself on the spot, I am afraid that the current self will not be able to resist it. Ling Yun is by no means without eyesight, the strength shown by Wang Ye, Ling Yun thinks back, in the entire storm mercenary group, it seems that only his father Ling Feng can defeat the other party. In other words, Wang Ye, who is second only to his father, is very likely to be defeated by Fengchen, doesn't that mean that Fengchen may be as powerful as his father?

Thinking of this, even the hand that had been holding Lin Yue didn't let go.

Although he didn't know what happened to Ling Yun, he was finally free. Lin Yue didn't have time to care about what happened to Ling Yun, so she stood up without hesitation and ran to the closest position to the stage, trying her best to see the current situation of Feng Chen. "It must be fine. Lin Yue still prayed for the wind and dust.

The wind speed is getting faster and faster, and it has almost reached the maximum speed that the wind and dust can control. The wind completely confined the body of the fireball, and constantly pressed inward, to compress the entire sphere more completely. "It's really hard work!" His forehead was covered with sweat, even his back was already wet with sweat, and there was a faint pain in the depths of his mind, and even his eyes were a little blurred.

This is the consequence of the high use of spiritual power, and the result is that under the continuous compression of the wind, the pitch-black flame that was originally the size of a room has been compressed to the size of only one person. No, that's not all, even if it's compressed to the size of a person, the wind and dust still haven't stopped. Little by little, I want to compress the flame more tightly.

Two meters, one meter nine, one meter eight, the diameter of the sphere is constantly decreasing, and the whole sphere has become more pure in color, and it can be seen from a distance that it is already a pure black hole.

The ball is still shrinking, although the speed has slowed down much compared to the beginning, but it is still shrinking at the speed that Wang Yuan is afraid of.

Why didn't Wang Ye rush up to stop the wind and dust? Could it be that he was stunned?

Of course this is not the case, it's not that Wang Ye doesn't want to go up to stop the wind and dust, but he can't anymore. Around the sphere, the wind that was already strong and could almost hurt people made Wang Ye prohibitive. Even if he was already several meters away, Wang Ye felt a burst of pain on his face when he was blown by the wind. Wang Ye can pass against such a wind, but if Feng Chen directly pushes this ball to himself, then what should he do when the time comes? Wang Ye has no confidence that he can resist such an attack.

"If I hadn't been able to control this thing, I'm afraid it would have been torn apart by the wind, right?" The wind and dust were a little shaky, and this level of wind was completely beyond the scope of wind and dust control. The mental power is seriously overspent, and the wind and dust may fall at any time.

"I can't fall down, I finally have the opportunity to experiment with this trick, and it would be a pity if I couldn't see the effect of using it. Fengchen muttered to himself, as if comforting himself.

The diameter of the sphere has shrunk to less than one and a half meters, and at this size, the prince can already see Fengchen's body: although only a small part of it is exposed. The wind did not hurt the wind and dust, and when it passed through the wind and dust, it consciously slid directly over without causing any damage to the wind and dust.

"I can only wait for the kid to release this trick, dodge and then clean him up. "There's no way to stop it, so we'll have to wait until the danger is gone. At the moment, Wang Ye seems to have no choice but to do so. Getting close now is tantamount to sending him to death, and the closer he gets, the easier it will be for the fireball in Fengchen's hand to hit him. Although he was not sure how powerful it was, Wang Ye didn't want to take the risk.

The diameter of the ball finally broke through a meter, and now this ball no longer looks so terrifying.

The wind on the surface seems to have disappeared, and the whole sphere is very calm. Only Wind Dust knows that it is not the wind that has disappeared, but that Wind Dust has made a terrible decision: to pour the wind into the ball, and only use the most basic wind to maintain the balance of the sphere.

"Compressed to this point, is it already my current extreme?" Looking at this large ball with a diameter of less than one meter, Fengchen has an indescribable pride, this is something he created on a whim. Although I don't know if it can be called a martial art, but as a way of attack, Fengchen feels that it is enough.

The mental power is already in a state of overdraft, and if it continues to be compressed, Feng Chen is afraid that it will really fall: just maintaining the internal balance of the ball has already exhausted the current Feng Chen. Although he did not reach his ideal appearance, Fengchen had to attack Wang Ye.

Trembling and majestic, just when Wang Ye was still in a sluggish state, he looked at Fengchen in a daze, thinking that Fengchen would continue to condense, Fengchen began to move.

Originally, Wang Ye didn't want to move. Although on the surface of the ball, the wind has disappeared, and it seems to give him a chance to attack, but when he thinks of the horror of this ball, after getting too close, if he is rubbed, the end will not seem so good. Considering these, Wang Ye still chose to give up this opportunity.

But now, seeing Fengchen rushing towards him, Wang Ye immediately reacted: Fengchen was ready.

This time, Wang Ye had no way out, and even involuntarily took a step forward, "Come on, as long as I dodge, I can easily defeat you." Wang Ye could see how bad Fengchen's current state was.

Looking at it, Wang Ye could confirm that Fengchen no longer had the extra strength to do other things. Knowing this, Wang Ye had more expectations in his heart, and the whole person ignited his fighting spirit again, and the red light of his whole body lit up, and he sank into a fighting state.

"I'll regret it, even though I'm going to die, you'll regret it, I regret that I dared to let me get close to you to this point!" stepped down, only three meters away from Wang Ye. Looking at Wang Ye, who was engrossed and ready to dodge his attack, Fengchen suddenly said such a sentence.

The sound of wind and dust was not small, it was only three meters away, Wang Ye still heard it, but before Wang Ye could understand the meaning of this sentence, a large cloud of pitch-black flames appeared out of thin air, enveloping himself!

"Boom", a huge roar suddenly sounded in his ears, interrupted by the sound, Ling Feng stopped the pen in his hand, walked to the window, looked out the window, and finally determined: The place where the sound came from was the Mercenary Guild.

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