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On the stage, the two figures kept flickering, intertwining, colliding, and the speed was as fast as two streamers. Every time it collides, there is a crisp sound of steel colliding, and sparks splash.

The two of them fought inspiringly, and the disciples and elders in the audience couldn't help but hold their breath, staring closely at the battle between the two on the stage, not daring to gasp and blink their eyelids, for fear of missing every wonderful moment of battle.

However, because the strength of Zeng Yi and Hong Aya Yin far exceeded this realm, the strength of the disciples in the audience, most of them were basically in the realm of soul venerability, and their eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of the two battles, all they could see was the fleeting afterimage, and the sound of blades and spears clashing, endlessly.

On the hard granite slab of the Yanwu platform, there were still shadows of blazing flames, as well as uneven slash marks that exuded fierce meaning.

Zeng Yi moved his pace quickly, and his body deftly dodged the blow from the stab of the red ayayin, and the Lan Che in his hand turned, and a powerful slashing sword qi slammed at her.

Although Hong Ayayin's strength is very strong, both the quality of the martial soul and the realm of spearmanship are very powerful, and the soul power is also three levels higher than Zeng Yi. Moreover, through the fight, Zeng Yi understood that this person's combat experience was also very rich, which was not at all comparable to those students of the Soul Master Academy.

According to Zeng Yi's speculation, the combat power of Hong Ayayin completely exploded and was not inferior to the ordinary soul master who had just entered the realm of the Soul King. However, for Zeng Yi, this is still a little worse, after all, Zeng Yi's soul ring configuration is stronger than hers, and his soul power is even stronger. In addition, he has experienced a lot of battles and battles all year round, and he has more experience in fighting.

Moreover, the realm of kendo is far beyond the realm of red ayayin's spear cultivation. Although spearmanship and swordsmanship are different, if you want to compare the two in a unified standard, Hong Ayayin is only proficient in the level, while Zeng Yi is already a master.

Coupled with the passivity of the ronin, in the face of the offensive of Red Ayayin from the beginning, Zeng Yi can still easily deal with it.

Looking at the sword qi that came from the rapid slash, Hong Ayayin danced the flame spear, screamed, and broke the sword qi, and then, the tip of the spear pointed directly at Zeng Yi's body, and rushed quickly.

Quietly, a yellow soul ring beside Red Ayane shone brightly.

Hmmm-

Blazing Flash!

Red Ayayin's magnificent eyes like flame gems firmly locked on Zeng Yi's figure, flashing with excitement, and the smile on her face was even bigger.

Suddenly, her forward figure became extremely fast, and it actually caused a boom in the air, blazing flames burning on both sides of her, and it was visible to the naked eye that even the air was squeezed, and a flame tunnel instantly appeared on the stage.

In an instant, the burning fiery spear head appeared in front of Zeng Yi.

This speed was so fast that even Zeng Yi was surprised, his silver eyes couldn't help but shrink, and the flame light reflected on the pupil membrane became larger and larger.

With the cold in his chest, Zeng Yi felt a feeling of being locked, as if he couldn't avoid this shot.

The wind surged, Zeng Yi's sharp eyes flashed with light, and Lan Che in his hand slashed out, deflecting the tip of the flame spear that was about to stab his chest to one side, and his footsteps moved at the same time, and his body was deflected.

In this way, the barrel of the spear rubbed against the blade of Lan Qi, splashing a series of sparks, and the body of Red Ayayin also passed by Zeng Yi.

The moment the two passed by, Zeng Yi found that there was something wrong in the eyes of Hong Ayanin looking at her, and as the soul ring on her body lit up, Zeng Yi seemed to understand something.

Hit the trick!

After Hong Ayayin brushed against Zeng Yi's body, she immediately stopped, turned around, held the Martial Soul Blazing Crystal Soul Spear in her hand, and jumped high.

At the same time, under Zeng Yi's feet, a formation formed by flames also appeared, like a lotus flower, trapping Zeng Yi in the center, and the flame red lotus bloomed!

Zeng Yi also sensed that something was wrong, and after the formation of the red lotus formation, he felt that his movements seemed to become slow.

It turned out to be a control-type soul skill! It's a bit careless.

Zeng Yi turned around and looked up, the red ayayin had already appeared in the sky, and his right hand grasped the shaft of the musket spear, making a projection gesture.

Above, at the moment of Red Ayayin, her body seemed to stop in the air, her right hand grasped the Martial Soul Blazing Crystal Soul Gun, her fanatical eyes stared at Zeng Yi below, and the tip of the spear locked on the target.

On the martial soul spear, an even more majestic flame burned, and the red lotus mark on Hong Ayayin's forehead seemed to burn with flames, and the smile on her delicate face was almost crazy.

Wow!

In front of everyone's eyes, the red aya sound that was stagnant in the air, and a pair of flame wings five meters long suddenly unfolded behind her, which was magnificent, and faintly, a phoenix roared in the venue.

"Go through! Fiery Spear! ”

As the coquettish voice of the red ayane sounded, the flame spear in her hand threw out with all her might.

Rumble!

The terrifying force of her throwing, even the air exploded, and the powerful force caused the air flow to be squeezed, and a semicircular air pressure wall appeared visible to the naked eye, and in the center of the air wall, the spear with a flame tail, like a meteor, shot towards Zeng Yi below, at a terrifying speed.

Just like the landing of a heavenly fire meteorite, the terrifying momentum shocked the hearts of the audience.

The moment the flame spear was launched, a terrifying wave of flame qi was set off on the entire martial arts platform, and the gravel left on the table trembled slightly because of the strength.

Just when the audience was amazed by Red Ayayin's visually stunning soul throwing technique, another gust of wind set off on the stage, attracting their attention.

Under their shocked gaze, a giant tornado more than ten meters high roared on the stage, and the wind howled, and even the audience in the audience, their clothes and hair were turbulent because of the wind, and they felt the meaning of the rage, as well as the breath of the sword that made people tremble.

The wind brought up the flames on the stage, and the flames burned more fiercely with the wind, and the flame tornado ten seconds high roared and rotated on the stage, as if it had the power to devour everything.

The spear projection soul technique like a heavenly fire meteorite falling from the sky, coupled with the flame tornado roaring and dancing wildly on the stage, this shocking visual dynamic made the disciples and elders of the sect extremely excited and boiling.

But the power of that is also terrifying.

Their eyes widened as they watched as the flame lance, like a meteorite of heavenly fire, was about to pierce the frenzied roaring flame tornado, and they did not dare to blink their eyelids for fear of missing the best moment.

At that moment, everyone in the audience couldn't help but hold their breath.

Boom ——!

That scene was like Mars hitting the earth, and the visual effect was shocking!

The flame tornado roaring on the stage couldn't stop the spear throwing like a heavenly fire meteorite, just like paper paste, it was instantly pierced by the flame spear, and it bombarded the center of the flame tornado, and a violent explosion occurred, and a thunderous roar resounded through the sky.

The flame tornado was scattered, the gravel flew, the flames danced, the wind surged, and on the stage, the terrifying energy impact waves were set off.

The scorching wind and waves that rushed to their faces made the disciples and elders in the audience can't help but close their eyes, and the energy emitted from it makes their hearts tremble.

Is this a duel between the strongest of the younger generation in the sect? That scene, you told me that it was a battle between the Soul Sects?

The battle between the soul kings is nothing more than that!

"Master!"

Yan Que looked at the location where the terrifying energy outbreak occurred and couldn't help but shout in worry.

Although she was very confident in her master, this terrifying explosion of energy made even Yan Qi's heartstrings tense and worried about her master's situation.

She didn't expect that the president's full force would have such terrifying power.

"Master?"

Hearing Yan Que's exclamation, none of the members of Red Sakura's gang looked at Yan Que's body.

Ye Zi looked at Yan Que, and couldn't help but reach out and push down the glasses on the bridge of his nose, as if he had guessed something.

"Master? Sister Yanque, shouldn't you explain to your sisters what the reason is? ”

"Uh...... Hehe......" He was instantly surrounded by several sisters, Yan Que couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at their wolf-like eyes, Yan Que laughed a few times in embarrassment.

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On the rostrum, looking at the bursts of energy storm set off on the stage, Ning Fengzhi couldn't sit still, as early as a few seconds ago, when he looked at Zeng Yi and Hong Ayayin's big move energy condensation, he wanted to shout to stop, for fear that something would happen to someone, after all, both of them were the pillars of the sect, and if he hurt one of them, he felt uncomfortable.

However, listening to Sword Douluo, don't worry, he will take action if something happens, which makes Ning Fengzhi feel at ease and let the two continue to fight.

However, in this situation in front of him, Ning Fengzhi really couldn't sit still.

"Uncle Jian, this ......" Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but turn his head to look at Sword Douluo Chenxin beside him.

Chenxin laughed lightly, looking indifferent, "Don't worry, my kid is fine, otherwise, do you think I will still be here?" ”

Chenxin's words also made Ning Fengzhi feel at ease, and yes, with Uncle Jian's short-term temperament, if something happened to Zeng Yizhen, he would not be able to sit still for a long time, how could he still drink tea calmly here?

"It seems that the winner of this battle has been decided." Ning Fengzhi, who was sitting on the other side of the Bone Douluo Gu Rong, looked at the energy storm set off under the stage, couldn't help but shake his head, and said.

As a Douluo-level powerhouse, he naturally has eyesight. From the very beginning, in the battle between Zeng Yi and Hong Ayayin, he knew that Zeng Yi's kid didn't use all his strength to fight, but he could fight with Ayayin's girl inextricably, and there were even some small suppressions.

And Ayane, this girl, is already going all out.

If you take advantage of the fact that Zeng Yi, this kid, doesn't need to go all out, but he has a chance to breathe, he will use the lore, beat him to the enemy's carelessness, and catch him off guard, so that he may be able to defeat him.

But now, Ayane has used all the means, and the strongest move has not solved Zeng Yi's kid, and now Ayane has consumed too much soul power and exhausted, but Zeng Yi still has combat power.

Gu Rong believes that the victory or defeat of this soul fight has already been divided.

On the martial arts stage, Hong Ayayin held a spear in both hands to support her exhausted body, her face had turned pale due to the excessive consumption of soul power, and the burning flames beside her had become extremely weak, and she had long lost her previous majestic momentum.

Red Ayane's eyes were firmly fixed on the center of the gunsmoke, if that person's body hadn't fallen, he would have lost this fight.

Not only her, but also the people in the audience were staring at the center of the smoke, and their heartstrings couldn't help but tighten.

Who wins? Who loses?

Whew-

The next moment, the smoke of the red fire on the stage was blown away by a gust of wind.

The strong howling wind and waves made everyone close their eyes.

When they opened it again, the scene they saw in their eyes was a shocking scene that they would never forget.

On the stage of the wandering martial arts, countless emerald green bamboo leaves floated in the air, and some of the leaves were still burning with red flames, but they could not burn them all.

Under the light of the remaining flames on the stage and the light of the sun above the sky, these countless leaves that were stagnant in the air shimmered, this picture was extremely beautiful, but it revealed an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

In the big pit on the martial platform, Zeng Yi's figure was already standing in place, but when it was different from before, there were four soul rings flashing beside him.

Purple! Purple! Purple! Black!

After seeing the color of this soul ring clearly, Hong Ayayin couldn't help but feel a little suffocated, not only her, but also the audience in the audience, at this time, they felt the same as her.

Zeng Yi looked at the red ayayin who was exhausted and barely standing on the opposite side, stretched out his right hand, grabbed a leaf that was stagnant in the air, the corners of his mouth went up, and a smile was drawn.

The wind that had stopped blowing again, and the leaves that had been stagnant in the air began to dance with the wind.

"One style, Ye Wu!"

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