The attack stopped, and the two looked at each other for a while, and in the cold hand, the two-foot wooden spear bloomed with red light, as if it was stained with blood.

Under Leng Mian's feet, the rattan was about to move, and little by little it touched his feet, this was the moment before the storm, and it was unusually dead.

On a tree, a small wooden branch broke in the middle, only a thread was connected, crumbling, finally, the thread broke off, the twig fell, the moment it fell to the ground, Leng Mian jumped up, and the rattan on the ground took another step, almost grabbing Leng Mian's feet.

Leng Mian jumped onto the tree, with the help of the trunk bounced again, he kept jumping between the trees, moving towards Faerun, Feren saw the situation, pressed the palm on the ground, and the rattans on the ground rose one after another, looking like there were hundreds, all of them attacked Leng Mian, Leng Mian clenched the red spear, frowned, waved the spear away, two or three slashes, and the rattans were all cut off.

Leng Mian had just finished the annoying rattans, and the scene in front of him surprised him, the surrounding trees twisted their bodies and intertwined with the surrounding trees, forming a circle, and the trees that were a little farther away bent and extended, and the big trunks were like wool, intertwined and intertwined, forming a hemispherical wooden cover.

The huge trees were entwined layer by layer, and finally covered the whole sky, when the last ray of sunlight disappeared from Leng Mian's eyes, the surroundings were reduced to darkness, Leng Mian knew that the previous rattan was just a trick, and when Faren waited for himself to cut the rattan, let the wood around him wrap him, what is this big wooden cover for?

Leng Mian didn't know, he only knew that the current situation was very bad, and he could barely see the scene in front of him when he looked at the glimmer of the red spear blooming in his hand.

As the saying goes: soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, since they are trapped, it is better not to act rashly, you have to figure out what Fei Lun wants to do first.

Soon, Faren walked up to the wooden cover, pressed his hands on it, and the inside of the wooden cover was deformed, the spherical inside, the trunks were staggered, uneven, and now, it was turning into a spear, and the whole hemisphere shone faintly, and the sharp spear covered the entire hemisphere without any dead ends.

The audience didn't know the cold face, their eyes were full of questions, the cheers gradually stopped, Fei Shang looked at his son Fei Lun's move, his heart was shocked, he thought to himself: "Son, you really don't stop me, are you going to make trouble again?"

Thinking of this, he looked panicked, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

The corners of Fei Lun's mouth rose, his hands were glowing, he was manipulating those wooden spears, and he thought to himself: "This move of wooden cage killing, although it almost consumes all my qi, but I will use this move to solve you." ”

"A wooden spear like steel, approaching without dead ends, see if you are not dead. ”

Thinking like this, Faeron began to grow proud.

Faeron's hands sank into the wood, and the wooden spear in the wooden cover was controlled by his hands, and with a slight squeeze of his hand, the wooden spear accelerated and quickly stabbed towards the cold side.

There were two bangs inside, the sound was over, the interspersing of the wooden spear was completed, and the cold noodles were estimated to be full of holes, Fei Lun laughed when he thought of this,

The corners of his mouth, the corners of his mouth had just been raised, and with two brushing sounds, a burst of red light and shadow cut the big wooden cover into two intersecting gaps, and after a while, the gaps exploded.

Although Faeron was not injured by the red light and shadow, the position he was in was under the crossing, and with a bang, he was affected by the explosion, and his body was knocked to the ground in one fell swoop.

After the blasting wind dissipated, Feren raised his head to look at the situation, the wooden cover was blown up, and a footstep slowly walked out of it, it was a cold face, and his body did not add any scars, which means that he avoided all the attacks in the attack without dead ends, or cut off all the wooden spears!

When his eyes moved behind him, he could vaguely see that inside the wooden cover, there were spear tips sprinkled all over the ground, so in this case, it was the second case, Leng Mian used the red spear in his hand to cut all the wood clean in an instant.

It's unbelievable that this is done by cold noodles with a small wooden stick.

Fei Lun looked at him, and he couldn't believe it, it was his strongest move - wooden cage killing, each wooden spear had the hardness of steel, more than three hundred at the same time, how did he cut it.

He was still immersed in the facts, his face was full of horror and it was difficult to change, for a moment, he was afraid that it would be difficult to calm down, and the cold face was approaching him, step by step, he held the red wooden spear.

Fei Lun was shocked, his head was left and right, he couldn't find anything to protect himself, his hands and feet were unconsciously busy, seeing that Leng Mian didn't seem to know what to do at all, he hurriedly pressed his hands on the ground, and the rattan under Leng Mian's feet rose up, wanting to wrap Leng Mian's feet, Leng Mian jumped and threw the red spear in his hand towards Fei Lun.

As soon as Fei Lun's hand was unfolded, a thick tree rose under his palm, standing tall and with a layer of green light attached to it, it seemed that Fei Lun was planning to use this as a shield.

The red line flashed, and the flying wooden spear struck the green steel trunk, straight into the wood three inches, and the cold face fell to the ground, and he rushed over, his right hand turned into a palm, and slapped at the tail of the wooden spear, and now, like nailing, the red spear pierced seven inches into the inside, and the tip of the red spear stopped between Faeron's eyebrows.

Faeron's pupils dropped suddenly, his face turned pale, and after a while, he reacted, and his squatting figure fell to the ground, his elbows propped up on the ground, panting.

Leng Mian pinched the red spear and waved it horizontally, and the green dead tree was cut off, and the remaining half of the wood could not support the upper part of the trunk, and the tree toppled down.

As soon as the tree fell, Leng Mian and Fei Lun looked at each other closely, Leng Mian's eyes were very sharp, he glanced at Fei Lun, his face was full of unhappiness, and there was a burst of killing intent, he slid the tip of the spear towards him, and the sharp tip as bright red as blood pointed directly at his neck, and a faint chill attacked Fei Lun's body.

At this moment, the arrogant Fei Lun was afraid, he spent most of his energy, not only did he not kill Leng Mian, but he couldn't even trap him for a while.

Facing the cold face with the red spear, he was no longer capable of fighting, and the next moment, he shouted: "I surrender, I surrender, I surrender!"

His current appearance makes Leng Mian very relieved, he just wants this kind of guy who thinks he is noble to taste the taste of lying on the ground.

His voice spread from the twisted forest, and the audience heard it, all of them were stunned, and they couldn't believe that Leng Mian was the son of the city lord who had brought down him!

Fei Shang on the observation deck heard his son calling, his face flushed, his brows furrowed, the corners of his mouth drooped, and he felt very embarrassed to be angry, as if he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Now, it's time to announce the results of the finals......