Yang Jun didn't give Leng Hankong much time to react.

As soon as the phantom behind him formed, the blood-colored spear in his hand pointed forward fiercely, and the target went straight to the heart of the cold sky. And the phantom behind him, which released a fierce aura, actually made the same action as him.

Leng Hankong subconsciously held the ice-blue thin sword across his chest. In an instant, only two crisp sounds were heard, and Leng Hankong was actually hit by Yang Jun's blow and retreated several steps in succession before he could stabilize his body. Before he had time to think about the next strategy, Yang Jun on the other side was unforgiving, taking advantage of his unstable foothold and surging qi and blood, he flashed in front of him all of a sudden, and without hesitation, he swung out a large-scale horizontal slash, and the cold cold air that had not yet been born was used to it again, and rolled on the ground a few times, and Leng Hankong barely stood up with a thin sword.

Looking at the two blood-colored gun marks that the thin sword in his hand was attached to under the attack just now, and then looking at Yang Jun who was standing there silently and not continuing to attack on the other side, Leng Hankong smiled bitterly.

"Ha, ha" After Yang Jun heard Leng Hankong's wry smile, he actually showed his signature "smile" dryly, and then he returned to normal and continued to say in his cold tone: "If your attack is only to this extent, you can't defeat me." ”

"Whew...... Less nonsense" Leng Hankong had already stood up straight at this time, but the slightly deformed ice sword in his hand showed his predicament. "I'm not going to give up until the last minute. ”

"Okay! I like an opponent like you!" Yang Jun said, thrusting the blood-colored spear in his hand into the ground. It seemed that an invisible hand was pressing down violently, and the cold air on the other side was unconsciously soft under one knee after Yang Jun's spear was inserted into the ground. If it weren't for the support of the thin sword, Leng Hankong would have been pressed to the ground and unable to move.

Gritting his teeth, Leng Hankong summoned his Ice Crystal Cold Feather's self-protective body, and then suddenly threw the thin sword in his hand out. There is no way, that ice sword has now become a burden, although it can support Leng Hankong's body, but if you rely on it, then pill as soon as possible. The ice sword had been slightly deformed by Yang Jun's spear in the previous battle, and at this time, once it left the support of the cold and ethereal spiritual power, it immediately turned into countless fine ice chips and scattered under the pressure of Yang Jun's Gathering Spirit Period.

Leng Hankong on the other side didn't get much better after throwing out the ice sword. Although he has the physical fitness of the Folding Wings Period, he is still in the Feathering Period after all, and his spiritual power is not too deep, perhaps the second cultivation has made his spiritual power more condensed than the ordinary Feathering Period, but after some tossing before, the spiritual power of the cold sky has also been consumed by as much as half. At this time, he fell into a passive state, and all his spiritual power was used to resist Yang Jun's coercion. It can be said that if it really reaches the point where Leng Hankong uses his physical fitness to resist coercion, then he is not far from failure.

The cold sky spread out the maximum extent of the ice crystal cold feather body here, and it was very embarrassing. On the other side, Yang Jun had already pulled out his spear, and walked leisurely towards the cold sky with it. It looks like he's on the cards.

The piercing friction sound of "slap ......" sounded again, only this time, the cold sky lost its initial momentum. Not only was his body unable to stand up straight, but even the icy aura of the ice crystal cold feathers around him had become weaker and weaker. It was clear that his self-protection was not going to last long.

"......" Yang Jun looked at the cold sky in front of him, was silent for a long time, and said: "It seems that you can't hold on for too long, then let me send you out of the secret realm now." ”

As he spoke, his spear vibrate, and Leng Hankong suddenly felt that the pressure around him increased sharply again, and then he saw that Yang Jun on the opposite side had already made a move somewhat similar to when he used the "Imperial Dragon Breaking Army", obviously charging another skill. "I recognize your strength, so let me use my strongest skill to send you out......" Yang Jun muttered, "Look, this is ......"

Before he finished speaking, the ice crystal cold feather in front of the cold cold sky on the opposite side suddenly lit up, and then centered on the cold cold sky's body, this ice blue spirit feather instantly released a pure ice and snow breath outward. Yang Jun was naturally also in the range of this extremely cold aura, and when that aura hit, the remaining half of his words were held alive in his mouth, and the "strongest skill" was also interrupted, and the whole body was covered with a layer of frost, and he stood there in a daze.

"It's ...... How can you ......" Yang Jun finally reluctantly spoke, he could feel that his coercion had not disappeared, in other words, the cold sky at this time had not broken through the shackles of coercion. That extremely cold aura could not be a skill released by Leng Hankong under heavy pressure, if this inference is true, then this sudden frost aura ...... Yang Jun gently opened his eyes that had just been blurred by the frost, and the first thing that caught his eye was naturally a certain "no elimination and no abandonment" feathering period.

Seeing the appearance of Leng Hankong, Yang Jun suddenly chuckled in his heart.

At this time, the cold sky has changed a lot compared to before. Like Yang Jun, his whole body was also covered with a layer of white frost. The ice crystal cold feather hung silently in front of Leng Hankong's body, and his whole body was motionless, as if the coercion around his body had no effect.

Time seems to stand still at this moment. But the next moment, with a "bang" sound, the only ice crystal cold feather in front of Leng Hankong suddenly split into several pieces and scattered in all directions, each of which was like a sharp short blade, bounced away little by little the coercion that pressed on Leng Hankong's body and made him breathless. And Leng Hankong also slowly stood up.

"Damn, this is ......" Yang Jun scolded angrily, and it was because of this that he had chuckled in his heart before. The cold space just now couldn't move under his coercion, and the frost aura released was obviously not his skill, but the extremely cold aura that was suddenly released that could make the Feather Warrior of the Spirit Gathering Period freeze slightly, coupled with the fact that the Spirit Feather Split was now increasing, and the momentum increased dramatically to resist the coercion just now...... This is clearly - "the precursor of a breakthrough!"

"Damn, it's really a monster!" Yang Jun quickly reacted. His hands clenched the blood-colored spear, and the body of the spear once again bloomed with a striking blood-red light. It was clear that he was going to unleash his "strongest skill" that had been interrupted again.

"Lenghankong! take my move!" Yang Jun drank.

Leng Hankong on the other side didn't pay attention to him. Beside him, countless ice-blue spirit feathers were quietly suspended, and it seemed that they had completely restrained their previous sharp aura. But even so, this nascent Spirit Gathering Stage Spirit Feather easily wrenched the coercion that Yang Jun had added around his body.

The quality of the ice crystal cold feather can be seen.

"Come on!" Yang Jun drank again, and then the green tendons on his hands burst out, and the blood red on the spear spread sharply, but after half a second, Yang Jun's spear was completely covered. At the same time, there was another "bang", and Yang Jun's coercion on the other side finally couldn't withstand the cutting of the cold cold sky ice crystal cold feather, and completely turned into nothingness.

Yang Jun snorted, but instead of retreating, he advanced, and after taking a step forward, his hands danced continuously, and the spear in his hand also drew several blood-red arcs in the air, and it gradually formed a magic circle engraved with runes. Immediately after, when the blood-red color on the magic circle reached its peak, Yang Jun stabbed at the very center of the magic circle with a fierce shot.

"Blood Dance Spear Forest!" Yang Jun shouted for the third time. From that magic circle, countless blood-colored spear shadows suddenly separated, and they swept towards the cold sky that had just broken through, and each spear shadow was attached to a fierce aura. The closer you get to the cold sky, the fiercer aura on the blood-red spear becomes. Facing the cold sky of the target in front of him, the Blood Dance Spear Forest seemed to want to swallow it in one gulp, and the momentum was very huge.

"......" Leng Hankong looked at the blood dance spear forest that was getting closer and closer, and without hesitation, with a move of both hands, an eight-sword ice mirror was released.

"Thank you for helping me break through the Gathering ......Stage," he whispered, "Now, let me show you the new effects of the Yata Ice Mirror." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Jun's blood dance spear forest slammed into the cold sky of the Eight Ice Mirror. But after receiving such a powerful attack, the Yaga Ice Mirror showed no signs of shattering. It was even more radiant, bounced back Yang Jun's blood dance spear forest.

When he heard Leng Hankong's words, Yang Jun knew that something was wrong, and at this time, after seeing his blood dancing spear roaring back towards him, he had no choice but to curse secretly, his eyes took a step forward resolutely, and he began to wave his spear against his own skills. With his familiarity with the Blood Dance Spear Forest, Yang Jun blocked almost all the gun shadows with strong winds.

"Boom-" Even though Yang Jun almost completely resolved the crisis, he still flew out because he couldn't do it.

After rolling on the ground a few times, he finally stood up with his gun propped up.

"Sure enough, the eldest young master of the Leng family is still such a monster after obtaining the new spirit feather," Yang Jun said, it seemed that he had already known Leng Hankong's identity. "Ha, ha. He didn't forget the dry laugh when he arrived.

Leng Hankong didn't speak, and just when the two looked at each other speechlessly, the system prompt for underbeating rang again.

"Cold and cold, the Feather Period broke through the Spirit Gathering Period in battle. If you don't want to die at the hands of this monster, you can beat him!"

"I ...... I'll copy your mother!" Leng Hankong jumped up angrily when he heard this prompt, "What the hell! There are three system prompts, all of which are about me! Doesn't this kill me? I ...... you every day."

He wanted to continue scolding, but Yang Jun on the side interrupted him.

"In that case, let's settle the winners and losers quickly, otherwise it won't be fun when there are too many people later. ”

When Leng Hankong heard this, he was stunned for a moment, "But ......"

"But what?" Yang Jun asked strangely.

"But I'm back to my peak now, you definitely can't beat me," Leng Hankong said with a serious face.

"Ha, ha. Less nonsense" Yang Jun laughed and scolded, "You have only broken through the Spirit Gathering Period, and I have been for a while, it is not certain who will kill the deer? As for the consumption of spiritual power? You were so miserable before, didn't you give up? So, let's continue to fight." ”

That...... All right. Leng Hankong said, and with a move of his right hand, the ice sword that was similar to the previous one was summoned by him. Only this time, the icy aura contained in the ice sword was much thicker than last time.

On the other side, Yang Jun withdrew his "Secret Technique: Double Death", and his spiritual power reserves no longer allowed him to continue to maintain this powerful skill.

"Come on!" Yang Jun said, stepping back hard again, and then flew diagonally towards the cold cold sky opposite. His hands were faintly exerting force, and it seemed that he was ready to attack Leng Hankong.

And Leng Hankong also clenched the sword in his hand, but before he could put on a more handsome pose, he heard a rustling sound beside him.

Immediately afterwards, a yellow unknown object flashed out with a "bang", and then lost its balance, and "snapped" and fell at Yang Jun's feet. Then, Leng Hankong saw Yang Jun stumbling like a rag and flying out, over his head, and hit a big tree behind Leng Hankong with a "bang".

"Since ancient times, the spearman is lucky," Leng Hankong suddenly said such a sentence, "What the hell are you?"

Hearing his words, the unknown object suddenly popped out, and it was actually a girl in yellow with a ball on her head.

"Yang Ti?" Leng Hankong suddenly remembered her name, he still had some impressions of this girl, wasn't she the first girl to accept the approval assessment of the Spiritual Secret Realm?

The girl nodded subconsciously, and shook her head suddenly.

"Huh?" Leng Hankong obviously didn't understand the meaning of the girl's movements. "You're not Yang Ti, no, you are......" The girl shook her head and shook it more happily, and after about half a minute, she suddenly stopped shaking, and then looked up and said.

"No, I'm Yang Ti...... Wolves!" She looked stunned, no wonder she had been shaking her head.

"Wolves?" Yang Jun, who had just flown out, returned to the two of them at some point. "What did I hear?"

Leng Hankong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood everything, "No, you heard it right......"

Feeling the chill around him and the speck of ghostly green light that seemed to be casting out of the trees, he swallowed.

“...... We're surrounded. ”