"I can't help myself!"

Feng Yu saw Qin Yun rushing towards him, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and the immortal yuan on his palm surged, and he slapped a palm directly at Qin Yun who was rushing over.

With a slap of the palm, a palm print suddenly burst out, pressing towards Qin Yun fiercely, and the power contained in the palm print was enough to shock an ordinary True Immortal peak powerhouse.

"Roar!"

Qin Yun saw the palm print coming quickly, and a dragon roar sounded on (body shēn), and instantly punched out, blasting the palm print into pieces and turning into nothingness, and the speed of the (body shēn) shape did not decrease but increased, and once again swept towards the phoenix feather.

"Whoosh!"

Qin Yun's (body shēn) form turned into a phantom, and suddenly appeared in front of Feng Yu, and the fist in his hand was directly towards Feng Yu.

"Carving insect skills!"

Feng Yu snorted softly in his mouth, his palm transformed, and he also slapped a palm.

"Boom!"

The ground of the gladiatorial arena roared violently, and the dust on the ground suddenly opened like a wave of water.

If it weren't for the formation blessing on the ground of the gladiatorial arena, I'm afraid that this blow would be enough to crack the ground.

Qin Yun and Feng Yu fell into the distance at the same time, and their strength was almost comparable.

"Hmph, I didn't expect your strength to be really good, but if you think that you can defeat me in this way, then I'm afraid you will be disappointed, I just had two palms just now, and I didn't even use one-tenth of my strength. Feng Yu (身shēn) was in a sharp void and looked at Qin Yun with a sneer.

"Then show your true strength. The corners of Qin Yun's mouth also sneered, Feng Yu didn't use all his strength, how could he not, the two punches just now were just casually hit by him.

"Hmph, since that's the case, then I'll let you die completely. Feng Yu snorted coldly, and a monstrous momentum suddenly poured out, instantly sweeping through the entire gladiatorial arena, setting off a huge gust of wind in the gladiatorial arena.

A huge white phoenix phantom condensed behind it (身shēn), and the huge phantom was a hundred zhang long.

Bai Feng raised his head to the sky and screamed, his voice was extremely high-pitched, and Feng Yu's eyes suddenly became fierce.

Qin Yun (身shēn) stood in the air, surrounded by a raging storm, blowing his (body shēn) robes rattling, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but with a strong battle intent in his eyes.

When everyone in the audience saw such a wonderful scene, they shouted excitedly.

This was the kind of fight they wanted to see, though just one confrontation was enough to make their blood boil.

"Wow, Feng Yu is really powerful, the power of that palm just now is enough to threaten any True Immortal Peak. Someone in the audience exclaimed.

"This blood brake is not bad, it can actually take Feng Yu's palm, it seems to be on par with Feng Yu. Someone next to him followed.

"Hmph, how can this blood brake be Feng Yu's opponent, didn't Feng Yu say it, he was just (hot rè) (body shēn) just now, and now that he is using his real strength, this blood brake is definitely not his opponent. The man retorted.

"This is also, after all, Feng Yu's strength is obvious to everyone, this blood brake is just to defeat a copper hammer, and the strength should indeed be inferior to Feng Yu, after all, Feng Yu is a character who has won twenty games in a row. The audience next to him clearly agreed with each other.

"Let's just wait for this blood brake to be completely abused and killed by Feng Yu. The man sneered, and his eyes were full of adoration when he looked at Feng Yu.

"Feng Yu, Feng Yu!"

There were exclamations on the field, the voices of the audience were as loud as a wave, but the sound of shouting blood brakes was very rare, and even if there was, they were drowned in the wave of Feng Yu.

"Death! Dance of the Wind!" a sneer curled up at the corner of Feng Yu's mouth, and the white phoenix behind him suddenly roared, and the huge wings suddenly fluttered violently, and the wind raged around him in an instant.

Hurricanes swept towards Qin Yun like crazy, and the terrifying hurricane contained great power, and the fierce wind blew on a person's (body shēn) like a handle fairy blade cut on a person's (body shēn).

The defensive light shield that shrouded the gladiatorial arena was struck by this terrifying wind, making one sound after another of fine iron, sparks burst out in all directions, and the ground was cut out one deep ravine after another, crisscrossing and crisscrossing.

Qin Yun stood in the void, and the surface of his body was a defensive light shield condensed with Chaos True Immortals.

The powerful wind blade kept hitting the defensive light shield, making one after another 'bell' sound, and even the defense light shield shook for a while.

Although Qin Yun can completely resist these fierce wind blades with **, after all, this is in the gladiatorial arena, and there are hundreds of thousands of spectators watching, if the immortal robe on (body shēn) is cut and the clothes do not cover the body, I am afraid that it will lose face.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, two extreme sounds of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and I saw two white feathers rushing towards Qin Yun like sharp flying knives.

The white feather shone with a metallic luster, covered with a terrifying layer of white light, and instantly arrived in front of Qin Yun, and the defensive light shield condensed by Qin Yun with the Chaos True Yuan did not play any blocking role at all, and it was cut like cutting tofu.

The sharp feather carried a terrifying majesty, straight ((forced bī)bī) Qin Yun's eyebrows, as if it was about to pierce Qin Yun's eyebrows in the next second.

Qin Yun's eyes suddenly condensed, this feather contained powerful fluctuations, and the momentum was even more overwhelming, and the power was extraordinary.

"Gods and demons pick up stars. ”

Qin Yun didn't hesitate at all, and directly mobilized the Xuanhuang essence in his body to cast the god and demon star picking hand.

I saw that the light on Qin Yun's palm was shining, forming a huge palm phantom, which shot out violently.

"Bell!"

The two feathers slammed into the huge palm phantom, making a sound of fine iron intertwining, and finally exploded, forming a huge aftermath storm.

"Die!"

However, at this moment, an extremely cold light suddenly flew out of the storm.

I saw an extreme phantom instantly appear in front of Qin Yun's (body shēn), holding a short blade formed by feathers in his hand, the short blade contained heart-palpitating fluctuations, directly towards Qin Yun's neck, and the next second was about to completely cut off Qin Yun's head.

The speed was so fast that everyone only saw an extreme afterimage.

Qin Yun's face changed, and he hurriedly dodged back, qr1

Before Qin Yun could completely avoid it, he had already been slashed by this cold light on his neck, leaving a deep blood mark on his neck.

Qin Yun retreated into the distance, looking at the Feng Yu who suddenly appeared in the place where he had just landed, with a hint of surprise on his face.

The speed that Feng Yu showed just now was so fast that even he didn't have time to see it clearly, but he only vaguely saw an afterimage.

Feng Yu held a white short blade in his hand, looking at Qin Yun who was floating in the distance, with a strong sneer on the corner of his mouth.

What he Feng Yu is best at is speed, and he claims to be the fastest in the True Immortal Realm, and he has always had a nickname called 'White Phantom'.

Speed is his real killer feature.

"Now you know how powerful I am, but let me tell you, I only used less than thirty percent of the speed just now, do you feel hopeless?" Feng Yu played with the short blade in his hand, and his eyes were full of playfulness and mockery when he looked at Qin Yun.