Chapter 242: Qinghua Shows Might

"Is that 、、、 Wind Spirit Mark?" Xuanyuan Mo, who was sitting in the middle of the viewing seat, immediately saw the reality of Feng Qingyang, and immediately asked very curiously: "Master of the Feng family, is this Feng Qingyang the disciple of this generation of awakened Feng Spirit Seal?" ”

Feng Xiaotian smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Yes, it's this!" ”

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The situation on the field is changing rapidly, because Feng Qingyang has opened the "Wind Spirit Seal", so after casting the Wind Wings, the speed is still above Qinghua.

Moreover, Feng Qingyang is also a third-level martial artist, and his hand-to-hand combat is only stronger than Qinghua!

Right now, Feng Qingyang relied on his speed, holding a short knife, and constantly striking at Qinghua closely, this kind of combat technique combining magic and martial arts really made Qinghua a little overwhelmed.

If it weren't for the martial arts he had practiced with Qing Wuya for a period of time before, it was estimated that he would have been defeated by now. But Rao is like this, he still has no ability to fight back, and it is only a matter of time before he loses、、、

"Looks like that's the only thing we can do." Qinghua sighed in his heart, and immediately launched a wind escape technique, making him barely follow Feng Qingyang to open some distance.

Qinghua's handprint changed, and the cyan wind attribute spiritual power circulating on his body also began to boil violently, as if something was about to explode!

Between breaths, the cyan wind wings grew black lines of ink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, Qinghua's entire breath also changed greatly, and a cold, slightly weird aura came out of his body、、、

"What the hell is this、、、 this?" Immediately, someone from the audience exclaimed.

Yuzu was also taken aback, and after a while he reacted, and hesitantly glanced at Ouyang Yun on the spectator seat. Seeing the slightly raised curvature of the corners of her mouth, Yuzu had a bottom in her heart.

"Could this be the shadow attribute contained in the eldest brother's spiritual root?" Yuzu muttered.

On the field, Feng Qingyang, who was originally dominant, suddenly noticed the change in his opponent, and he was also a little surprised. But he quickly adjusted, after all, in the face of absolute strength, any tricks are useless.

"Pretend to be a ghost and see how many rounds you can last!" Feng Qingyang clenched the short knife in his hand, and the huge wind wings behind him flicked slightly, and the whole person immediately disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, he had already come behind Qinghua.

Without the slightest hesitation, the short knife in his hand plunged straight into Qinghua's waist.

The dagger stabbed in, and Feng Qingyang immediately realized that something was wrong. The "Qinghua" in front of him was not bleeding, and it was slowly fading、、、

"Is this 、、、 an afterimage?" Feng Qingyang was surprised.

Sure enough, not far away, Qinghua fanned a pair of wind wings covered with black patterns, quietly suspended in mid-air.

At this moment, his eyes were pitch black, and there was not the slightest whites of his eyes.

Such a pair of black hole eyes, looking directly at the wind on the opposite side, made him shudder!

"Did you just do that? Now it's my turn! Words came out of Qinghua's mouth without the slightest warmth, and at the same time, his wings fluttered, leaving a remnant image in the surrounding sky、、、

"Damn! What kind of speed is this、、、 what kind of speed is this! The students in the audience were shocked.

Ouyang Yun on the spectator seat smiled slightly, glanced at the stunned Feng Xiaotian, and snorted coldly in his heart: "Look at it, the moment of slapping your face is coming!" ”