"Demon Fire Fury! Break it for me!" Dodging the wind and dust of the instant killing blow of the False Cold Tomb Shadow, the Angry Dust Knife in his hand was quickly raised horizontally in front of his chest, and without waiting for the False Cold Tomb to make any reaction, the long knife pointed straight ahead, and the demonic fire contained in the Angry Dust Knife was suppressed at one point and erupted suddenly. In an instant, the high-density demonic fire compressed into almost a line of high-density demonic fire erupted violently from the tip www.biquge.info of the Fury Dust Knife, causing bursts of strong spiritual power fluctuations, carrying through the momentum of ten thousand jun, and shooting towards the invisible enemy in front of him.

This time, the Demon Fire Fury, whether in terms of release time or compression, is undoubtedly much more perfect than the wind and dust of the Condensing Realm. It's just that even though it was such a swift and swift move, released in such a short period of time and at such a close distance, it still failed to play too much as desired.

The other party actually completed an unimaginable action between the lightning and flint.

Almost at the moment when the demonic fire rage erupted, the false cold tomb seemed to immediately catch the spiritual power fluctuations brought about by the move of wind and dust, and was very prepared to grasp the threat that this move could bring.

In the case that the wind and dust were invisible, the false cold tomb actually retreated step by step in the face of the demonic fire erupting from the wind and dust, and followed the movement trajectory of the demonic fire fury, and performed a familiar but completely unfamiliar martial art of the wind and dust.

Two light red cuts emerge in the darkness, but they don't mean the end. Under Feng Chen's slightly puzzled gaze, light red cutting marks appeared in front of Feng Chen's eyes as if he was stepping backwards, gradually spreading to the distance of demon anger.

Although it is said to be gradual, it is actually very rapid, almost in less than half a second, time seems to stand still, or extremely slow. Between the wind dust and the false cold tomb, in this extremely short and extremely long time, more than ten light red cutting marks suddenly appeared, but they did not attack the wind and dust, but were very neatly but messily arranged on the demonic fire rage erupted from the wind and dust.

When the last cutting trace: the two cross-cutting marks that were already close to Fengchen's palm appeared, at the end of the demonic fire's anger, two huge cutting marks that were also crossed began to appear at some point, like a spatial rift, at the end of the demonic fire's anger, directly blocking the demonic fire's indomitable momentum, and not allowing an inch forward.

"This martial art, shouldn't it be comprehended by Leng Tomb after his recent breakthrough?!" Fengchen couldn't help but think in his heart.

Although it is somewhat familiar with the cross cut, the gesture presented is far from being explained by the cross cut.

Moreover, although he couldn't see the figure of the false cold tomb, Feng Chen could vaguely feel an irresistible momentum from the huge cutting marks at the end of the demonic fire: "I'm afraid, the demonic fire rage will be cut off, right?" Such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and in front of him, with the appearance of such a thought as Feng Chen, time finally began to flow normally from extremely slow or even stagnant.

"Cross cutting, dancing!" The voice from nowhere sounded coldly in this space, but it was not heard by the wind and dust, and the latter's attention at this moment was completely attracted by the cutting marks in front of him.

More than a dozen or even dozens of cutting marks seem to have touched a thin string, revealing at the same point in time a powerful force hidden in the shallow traces that should not be contained. Under Feng Chen's shocked gaze, light red cutting marks erupted with unimaginable aggression. At this moment, the cutting marks were unhindered by the magic fire that slashed through it, and the high-density magic fire was directly cut like cutting tofu, and dozens of cutting marks matched with each other, and at this moment, the magic fire of Fengchen was directly cut into dozens of pieces that were not too threatening, messy in front of Fengchen.

If it was just like that, the wind and dust might just be shocked, shocked by the strength of these dozens of cutting marks. But now, Fengchen's eyes are not necessarily just shock, there is another negative emotion. And this kind of negative emotion, called fear, is an emotion that almost everyone will have, which appears in Fengchen's eyes at this moment, constituting a frightened look.

"Cross Cut, Slash Empty!" With an inaudible sound, the huge cutting mark that had been blocked at the end of the Demon Fire Fury finally began to move only of itself after the Demon Fire Fury was completely destroyed.

It seems to have a generator or engine with extremely strong horsepower, and the giant cutting marks that were originally stationary not far from the wind and dust suddenly have extremely high momentum at this moment, and at a speed that the wind and dust can barely react and dodge, crushing the remnants of the demonic fire that were cut into pieces along the way swept towards the wind and dust.

"Demon Fire Blade!" Several rapidly circling Demon Fire Blades came out in response, vibrating with bursts of spiritual pressure, and slashed towards the almost unstoppable huge cross in front of him under the manipulation of wind and dust, "Cut, didn't you trigger that state?" After sending out several Demon Fire Blades in a row, Fengchen didn't find that strange feeling, and couldn't help but smack his lips and said a little unpleasantly.

If he could trigger that strange feeling at this time, Fengchen would be completely confident that he would be able to completely stop the huge cross in front of him through the Demon Fire Blade. However, after all, it is also a probabilistic thing, and it can only rely on luck in a hurry. And now, it is obvious that Fengchen is unlucky, so the Demon Fire Blade is far from enough to save the current situation.

Sure enough, several demonic fire blades slashed at the giant cross, although it was not shattered with a single touch, but it only lasted less than a second, and it was directly shattered by the giant cross, turning into spiritual power residue and dissipating into the air.

The Giant Cross, on the other hand, was barely affected and continued to storm the dust.

"If you can't stop it, you can only hide, I hope there won't be. Sure enough, I knew that it was impossible not to block it!" Seeing that the giant cross had arrived in front of him, and it was too late to avoid it if he didn't dodge, Fengchen had no choice but to bite the bullet and dodge to the side with a trace of luck, but as he expected, he ushered in the fake cold tomb that came from the shadow, and the merciless shadow killing!

"I can only fight! The wind gathers fire, the wind slashes, and the wind breaks!"

In the rush of the wind and dust with no way out, the spiritual power and spiritual power were once again used to the extreme.

In this pitch-black space, after the pitch-black magic fireballs were quickly condensed, before these magic fireballs exploded under its control, the wind and flame slash condensed on the angry dust knife in the right hand, but the left hand was held in the void, and in this windless space, it actually "came from nothing", and released a gust of wind and condensed in his hand, rushing towards the rapid attack of the shadow instant kill.

The Furious Dust Knife and the Shadow Instant Kill in the Void collided together, and Wind Breaker also responded when the Wind Flame Slash and the Shadow Instant Kill were intertwined, greatly relieving the pressure of the Wind Flame Slash that was facing the Shadow Instant Kill head-on and falling into the downwind.

After these actions were completed, Fengchen did not dare to be idle, and his spiritual power quickly manipulated the dense magic fireballs beside him, and when the giant cross swept over, the hastily condensed magic fireballs all detonated at the same time, instantly releasing a huge amount of demonic fire and an impact force that was difficult to guard against, directly acting on Fengchen, who was originally frozen with the shadow kill.

And the wind and dust, who had already expected all this, suddenly changed the movements of his hands at the moment when the impact hit, so he repeated the trick, wanting to provoke the shadow instant kill to another track again.

Only this time, Fengchen also gave up his own balance, and with the impact of the two attacks, the whole person quickly swept to the side, and in this way dodged the seemingly insoluble encirclement attack. As for the track that the wind and dust were leading to, it was the track that the giant cross had swept into, exposing the false cold tomb directly to its own attack.

A series of actions that seem complicated to complete are actually only happening in a second or even less, so fast that it is impossible to think about it. And as long as there is a little mistake, as long as there is a little deficiency, the final result may be Fengchen's own failure: either it is cut off by the cross that swept in, or it is directly slashed across the chest by the fake cold tomb shadow, and on the heart on the chest, it is forcibly branded with two cross-cross traces.

"It's really dangerous, if it's too late, maybe you'll be crushed by that thing!" Stabilizing his body flying upside down, Fengchen looked shocked and undecided, but when he looked at the place where the giant cross and the shadow instant kill were fighting, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes: "Then again, how do you feel that something is wrong!" Fengchen said with some doubts in his heart, and did not rush to the fake cold tomb to fall into the well.

The two attacks of the Giant Cross and the Shadow Instant Kill collided together, and there was no doubt that it was the former victory in the end, even though the more powerful attack of the Cold Tomb during the Shadow Instant Kill was still not as good as the new martial art that the Cold Tomb mastered. It's just that after the giant cross smashed the shadow instantaneously without suspense, because of the existence of this short second or a little longer, the fake cold tomb that released these two tricks calmly took advantage of these times to avoid the crushing of the giant cross and disappeared into the darkness and could not find a figure.

What's more strange is that it has obviously escaped from the threat of the giant cross, but the false cold tomb did not continue to attack the wind and dust, but chose the same choice as the wind and dust: silent on the side, as if thinking about something?

"This fake cold tomb has also stopped, it's fun now!" noticing the abnormal behavior of the fake cold tomb, Feng Chen's face smiled, but the entanglement in his eyes was different from the expression, but it was more messy than before.

"This guy, if it's just an imposter, why does he know Leng Tomb's newly comprehended moves? Or is it that Leng Tomb has already used this martial art when he was tested on the other side, so this impostor will use it? However, this is just the beginning, what kind of situation did Leng Tomb encounter that would make Leng Tomb use the new trick so quickly? If not, the reason why this impostor might use this martial art is only because he has read our memory! However, can it really be so perfect just to read the memory?" Fengchen shook his head, really unable to accept such a result.

Only by fighting in person can we appreciate the horror of this impostor! Even if it is just a duel of a few moves, Fengchen's evaluation of this impostor cannot be higher. Even, Fengchen now has a feeling: Could this so-called imposter actually be the cold tomb itself! It's not that it's just an impostor as Fengchen thinks.

After all, "Even if Leng Tomb fights against me by himself, I'm afraid it's this level, no matter how powerful that flame toad is, it is impossible to make it impossible to make its fighting instincts, and its combat skills can be completely comparable to himself!" Feng Chen thought in his heart.

Moreover, at this moment, the fake cold tomb chose not to continue the attack, that is, Fengchen thinks that this fake cold tomb may be the most important decision point of the real cold tomb: if it is a fake cold tomb, it should not stop and continue to attack Fengchen, because it was originally the fake cold tomb that took the initiative to attack Fengchen, and it is really strange not to continue to do so now.

However, if this fake cold tomb is not a fake cold tomb, but a real cold tomb, then all this is explained!

I've already said that it's a test, and it seems to be in another dimension, and the first test is still carried out separately, so it's normal to have the idea that the second test is also done separately. At this time, it is normal to feel the existence of spiritual power fluctuations around you, and you will attack the other party as an attack target.

Moreover, from the beginning of the battle, the martial arts used by Leng Tomb have always been very personal, and Leng Tomb has actually guessed that the second level of the test may not be carried out separately, but is carried out together but not visible to each other, so he uses martial arts to attack a hint of information, hinting at the unknown person encountered, what his identity is.

If the other party is really an enemy, then it is understandable for Leng Tomb to do this, after all, Leng Tomb's series of attacks, Feng Chen really can't see that Leng Tomb has a place to stop, it is completely how ruthless it is. But on the other hand, if the other party is really a companion on his side, although Leng Tomb's attack is quite threatening, it may not be able to defeat Fengchen or Shi Yu.

At least judging by the results, Wind Dust escaped from the attack of the Cold Tomb.

As a result, Fengchen began to wonder if Leng Tomb's identity was true or false, just as Leng Tomb thought. And Leng Tomb himself stopped, perhaps judging whether Fengchen's identity was true or false based on the previous battle.

"Then the next question is, since you have recognized the identity of the other party, what should you do to be able to pass the test of this second level?" Fengchen couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, it seems that the conditions for passing this second level test have become more confusing because of Leng Tomb's true and false identity!

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