The reason why the battle between Su Ze and Cheng Qinxian is difficult to solve is mainly because Su Ze wants to hone his own formation with Yu Fist. He found that in the fight, such an opponent had a great effect on honing his formation. He hadn't even used the trick of selflessness, he had already found the best way to win this battle, and there was no need to resort to other means!

I have to say that Yu Fist is worthy of being a demigod-level method, and Yu Bu is even more amazing, and the combination of the two is very powerful. Cheng Qinxian has not yet refined Yu Fist to the highest realm, otherwise it is enough to dominate the major worlds, and like Emperor Yu back then, it will be passed down through the ages!

Cheng Qinxian also felt great joy in the fight. Although he couldn't take Su Ze down for a while, Yu Fist, who had been stagnant for a long time, once again felt the room for progress, and the layer of diaphragm was bombarded and was loosening little by little.

"A little faster, a little faster! Then I can turn softness into rigidity and show domineering fierceness—"

Yu fist is exquisite, with softness to overcome rigidity. The highest level of Kerou is rigid, fierce and unstoppable!

Cheng Qinxian was excited.

In front of him, Su Ze was no longer an opponent, but a treasure that assisted him in his cultivation!

Where has he fought for so long in the past like this time, he needs to defend against strong opponents to hone himself!

As everyone knows, these two people regard this battle as cultivation and constantly improve their strength.

They have all been in retreat for a long time, and not long ago there were very few people who knew about it, and their own realm and their own strength had improved greatly, and there was still a lot of room for improvement. It's like a sponge that absorbs water and wrings it out by hand, but it doesn't really dry up, and there is still a lot of water stored in it.

Trying to integrate the practice is like drying water in a sponge. The water, like fat, is tall but unable to exert its great strength.

After cultivating a lot of space, any practitioner will encounter such a situation, and it will take a process of integration.

"Su Ze has a strong defense, and Cheng Qinxian has a strong attack, these two are good opponents."

"If you think that Su Ze is only good at defense, then you are very wrong! Cheng Qinxian's moves are so tricky that they can be called perfect. In any half-step, the use of the technique could not be stronger than him. Su Ze can meet him with his moves, more than 10,000 rounds, how can his attacks be underestimated? ”

"That's right, that Su Ze's trick is not much inferior to Cheng Qinxian."

As the battle progressed, they had the most onlookers in this scene, and the two of them dueled the trick, which was mysterious and abnormal, and it was quite helpful for their own cultivation to observe it.

It is impossible to watch their battles.

Naturally, there are more voices of discussion.

Most people don't know Yu Fist and Yu Bu, but its subtlety and power have nothing to add, and it undoubtedly covers Su Ze's brilliance in terms of attack.

But if you think about it carefully, Su Ze is by no means only strong in defense, but his tricks are also unfathomable.

Even some powerful monks valued Su Ze more, even if he seemed to be at a disadvantage.

"This guy is a real pervert."

The more Cheng Qinxian fought, the more frightened he became, no matter how much his strength improved and how much his attack increased, in the face of his attack, Su Ze could always be all-encompassing and would not retreat.

Su Ze was hit by more than a hundred punches, but his defense was too perverted, and the injuries were negligible, and even compared to Cheng Qinxian's consumption, it was not much serious.

"If I continue like this, even if I can knock him down, I will be tired first!" Cheng Qinxian was very depressed.

As everyone knows, this is Su Ze's way to win.

Cheng Qinxian is indeed very powerful, and the power of Yu Fist is also very great. But it is precisely because of the great power that he has some understanding, and it is also a period of strength improvement, and the consumption will be greatly intensified.

Su Ze has always been indifferent, and he doesn't seem to take this battle to heart at all. He is no longer a young man who has just cultivated, and he has a heart to win. If you had resorted to self-forgetfulness or directly used heavy treasures, this battle would have ended a long time ago. To be honest, Cheng Qinxian's strength is really strong, if he insists on Yu Fist and studies it intensively, maybe there will be a breakthrough in decades later, and it is possible to break through to become a real transformation realm powerhouse.

Can...... Now he is not Su Ze's opponent.

In this battle, the winner has long been decided.

It's just that Cheng Qinxian is still clear now, maybe ...... He was aware of it, too.

......

Xie Fan fought steadily all the way and gradually gained the upper hand.

He is the person who is the eldest princess Huayue Yin, and he is worthy of the style of a king. The whole fight is square, with trick moves, a little bit of suppression, and squeezing the space of the music.

At the moment of the battle, Feng Le was obviously a little angry, and there were frequent flaws.

"Damn it!"

Fengle gritted his teeth.

The evil spirit is even more violent.

"You throw in the towel, I won't hurt you." Xie Fan had a graceful demeanor, and seemed unwilling to cause murder, so he persuaded bitterly: "I haven't done my best yet, you are not my opponent." ”

"Damn!" Feng Le didn't appreciate it at all, "You didn't do your best, did I do my best?" I'll show you what I'm really capable of—"

At this moment, Feng Le, who was holding the double thorns, was covered with a layer of color, and his momentum changed dramatically.

Originally, the twin thorns of his weapon were integrated into his arms, and his arms suddenly lengthened, and the clothes outside were torn and shattered inch by inch. And his body is also more than a meter tall, with two horns on his head, an abomination on his face, and his eyes emit a strange blue light.

"Interracial!"

"It's interracial!!"

Such a change made countless people stunned, and the voices of anger rose one after another.

There are aliens mixed into the Hundred Flowers Festival?

Countless powerhouses were ready to move, wanting to rush into the gladiatorial arena together and tear the alien race in front of them to pieces. This great war between human beings and alien races was led by alien races, and the cultivators suffered countless casualties, and the hatred of human beings for alien races can be imagined.

After the transformation, Feng Le glanced at the angry crowd, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but the corners of his mouth showed mockery, his expression was calm, and he looked like he was relying on it. After that, he looked at the queen with playfulness.

The queen suddenly got up, raised her hands, and said loudly: "Don't be impatient, everyone, this is the personal grudge between my Hundred Flowers Sect and other races, everyone watch the battle patiently, and all the consequences are borne by my Hundred Flowers Sect!" Please don't interfere in today's battle—"

Everyone was stunned.

What do you mean?

Could it be that this battle of the grand event was a private contest between the Hundred Flowers Sect and the alien race?

Everyone is very curious about what the hell is going on.

"Hahaha!"

Feng Le suddenly laughed wildly, and the sound shook in all directions, looking at the queen and saying, "Forgive me for not daring to break the oath!" ”

The queen said coldly: "Even if you barely get in, with your strength, you will eventually die here!" ”

Feng Le didn't think so, and glanced at Xie Fan disdainfully: "I didn't transform before, he still couldn't help me, and now that I use my talent and supernatural powers, how can he be my opponent?" ”

He is an alien race, a divine power race.

Before, it was only five or six points of strength. Once he uses his natural powers, he can be invincible under the self-confidence realm!

The Divine Power Clan is amazingly powerful, and their strength comes from their mutant arms, so some people call them the Two-Armed Clan. The arms of the Divine Power Clan are like wishful treasures, which can be changed at will, and the magic weapon cannot be injured.

"Haha!" At this time, Xie Fan also smiled, "If I can meet the powerhouse of the Divine Power Clan, it is not in vain for me to come here." In that case, let me see your true strength. ”

"You're worthy?"

Feng Le's eyes were like lightning, and his arms suddenly swelled, winding around at an incredible angle, attacking.

Xie Fan's face was shocked, he could recognize the Divine Power Clan, and naturally knew the power of the Divine Power Clan, if he was entangled by the other party, it was very likely that he would be entangled to death.

He didn't dare to fight hard and retreated again and again.

"呲呲~~~~"

Every time Feng Le's arms touched, he could make a sound like magic weapons colliding. Space is shattered and reduced to nothingness.

Soon he changed the tide of the battle and fought back with great force.

Xie Fan was sweating profusely and blindly defending.

Scold!

Suddenly, Xie Fan held a long sword in his hand. The body of the sword was white, as if the clothes had been washed countless times, and there was nothing special about it.

But his sword skills are very terrifying, and they still reach the point of returning to the basics.

With just one sword, he forced Feng Le back.

"You are the first person to force me to use a sword in the transformation realm!" Xie Fan's eyes glowed with a cold light.

"Hmph, so what, I want your life today!" Feng Le stepped back, his arms swelling again.

"Then I'll show you my kendo!"

Xie Fan seemed to have changed into a different person, and his sword collided directly with Feng Le's arms.

"How can anything hurt me?" Feng Le didn't believe that any weapon could compare to his own arms.

But this time he was wrong.

Xie Fan's sword suddenly shone brightly......