Sting!

Sting!

The sound of the wind danced in the air, forming a crackling sound, the momentum of these two people was like a rainbow, and even the sky above gradually underwent some changes, and on Feng Sanyan's side was a huge green qi.

On Li He's side, there was a white qi that was also not weak, and those old guys were originally watching the battle between Xia Wudao and Heavenly Sword Heart, and suddenly they were also moved by these two huge breaths.

couldn't help but look sideways, and when they saw the way Feng Sanyan and Li He competed, it was so simple and rude, the corners of his mouth twitched.

However, they can understand that this kind of battle is also a battle, but the form is different, and this can not be the slightest negligence, depending on their own foundation combat effectiveness or cultivation, which is stronger.

Feng Sanyan's face was indifferent, there was no smile and no difficulty, but his hand did not move at all, but Li He had been strengthening the mana on his hand, wanting to overwhelm Feng Sanyan with this

Drink!

Li He shouted violently, the green tendons on his neck flared up, and at this moment, he obviously used enough strength, and actually tilted Feng Sanyan's hand slightly to the side.

Looking at it like this, it seemed that if he used a little more force, Feng Sanyan was about to lose, and even those old guys sighed.

"I didn't expect this Li He to be so powerful, this Nanyue shouldn't be so bad, even if he wants to lose, he won't lose so fast!" The fat old man said.

"Legend has it that Nanyue is powerful, it's just some rumors, you and I don't really know, how can we know, and Li He of my sect is extremely powerful, his cultivation is strong, and it is extremely normal for Nanyue to be able to suppress him and not raise his head!" These words were said by the middle-aged man in white who came with Li He.

He had a proud look on his face, as if Li He had already won, the indifferent middle-aged woman did not speak, and Mu Lao also remained silent, he knew that the battle was far from ending so easily, and he had already tried the strength of Feng Sanyan just now.

Even if he loses to Li He, of course, it is impossible for him to lose so easily, Feng Sanyan must still have some backhands that he has not used, and sure enough, when Mu Lao's thoughts just fell.

Feng Sanyan's body erupted with a more powerful aura, and the same Feng Sanyan's body was also white, and as soon as this white light appeared, there was also a burst of killing aura on his body.

This killing aura made the air as sharp as a knife, and even the spirit heart was afraid to approach, she was afraid that she would be torn to pieces by these blades.

The corners of Li He's mouth originally had a strategic, confident smile, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a huge force coming from Feng Sanyan's hand, and he couldn't resist this huge force at all.

At first, he thought that Feng Sanyan had reached his limit, so he revealed his hole cards and wanted to win in one go, but now he realized how ridiculous his idea just now was.

Li He was only half of his strength just now, maybe he didn't use all his strength now, he was just talking to himself

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played, but he thought that people had reached the limit, this is not ridiculous or anything, Li He is unwilling to accept the fact that he failed easily.

So he frantically operated the mana in his body, his heart was beating like a drum, and bursts of powerful mana flowed down the meridians on his body to his hands, and in an instant, the white light on Li He's body was even more dazzling.

Feng Sanyan's hand still didn't move, but the strange thing was that he didn't press down, as if he couldn't overwhelm Li He, but Li He knew that the other party was obviously giving himself a chance to use more strength to see if he could overpower him.

If he still can't do it with all his hole cards, then Feng Sanyan will start to fight back, the other party is so powerful, Li He's heart is shocked and ashamed, he never thought that Feng Sanyan's cultivation would be stronger than himself in his opinion.

Even if Feng Sanyan swept the Heavenly Dance Sect, there was still some gap compared to himself, and it was very simple for him to sweep the Heavenly Dance Sect, and he didn't even need much strength.

Maybe there are 4 powerhouses at the peak of the late Jindan stage, but for him, even if these 4 are together, he is not afraid, he has this confidence in his own strength.

Besides, rumors are rumors after all, some exaggerations, even though Feng Sanyan really swept the entire Heavenly Dance Sect, but whether Feng Sanyan was injured or not, how he swept it, and whether the sweep was easy or not, these did not say.

It's just that he had heard an exaggerated version, and he heard that Feng Sanyan used his own slap to beat the entire head and elder of the Heavenly Dance Sect to the ground and couldn't get up.

But will he believe this absurd version? It's just a joke about the rumors, but now he thinks that this version may be true.

Li He knew that there was no gap between him and Feng Sanyan, not only was there no gap, but it was more tricky and powerful than he imagined.

This kind of vigorous cultivation was as vast as the sea, and as vast and infinite as the sky, so he couldn't figure out where Feng Sanyan's limit was.

The golden pill in Li He's body was running rapidly, and countless mana invasions had already changed the color of the entire sky, and the two of them had been wrapped in various colors of light, making it impossible to see it at all.

"What's going on? This is already my most powerful strength, but in his eyes, it seems that it is not at all eye-catching, could it be that his strength is really that strong? No! No way, I'm already the best among the younger generation, no matter how strong the other party is, it's impossible to throw me too far, but these things that are happening now make me a little unacceptable, why is all this? ”

Li He's heart was secretly thinking, all his pride was hit hard, he thought that his strength was the best among his peers or the younger generation, even if there were stronger than him, but it was definitely not strong.

Another most important reason is that he is very confident in his own exercise, the more he fights, the stronger he becomes, the more brave he becomes, and ordinary people have no way to fight a protracted battle with him.

But now he found that these things of his own were of no use to others at all.

I want to hold it

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After a long battle, then he had to be evenly matched with the other party, and the two of them were comparable, but now he found that he couldn't be evenly matched at all, he had used all his strength, Feng Sanyan's face was still relaxed, these eases were not pretended, and they couldn't be pretended to be calm.

When a person is exerting force, even if his facial muscles can be controlled without the slightest change, the muscles and veins in his body can't help but betray him.

But Feng Sanyan had nothing on his face from beginning to end except a calm face, why is this? Could it be that he is really so far worse than others?

"Out!"

Li He shouted, and the folding fan in his hand actually faintly appeared a person with the same soul shape, which should be a machine spirit.

This weapon spirit is also attached to Li He's body, which is equivalent to making Li He more powerful, one person plus a weapon, now it seems that Feng Sanyan should and must use these weapons to resist.

After all, it is normal for people to be weapons, weapons to be weapons, but surprisingly, Feng Sanyan was still indifferent, he did not use his weapons, and even the mana in his hands did not continue to strengthen.

Seeing this, he also wanted to use these mana to deal with Li He, Li He's eyes showed some humiliation, he was a dignified genius, sought after, whether it was in the sect or in other places, he would always be the most powerful one.

No one can compete with him, even if it is a genius like Xia Wudao, he is still only treated like an equal person.

He didn't really feel ashamed because of this, but at this moment, he actually vaguely felt a kind of inferiority, which made him feel as if he really wouldn't be Feng Sanyan's opponent.

The middle-aged man who said just now that Li He hit Feng Sanyan was crushing, and his face was as stinky as he wanted at this moment, he didn't think about it at all, from the beginning, the other party didn't really use all his power at all.

At the beginning, he was just playing with Li He, but he could laughingly think that Li He would definitely win this time, and the fat old man didn't say anything, but it was really the case in Mu Lao's eyes

When he was fighting against Feng Hong's three eyes just now, he had already felt that the mana in Feng Sanyan's body was unusually strong, and at first he thought that he was wrong, after all, no matter how powerful a young man was, how could he surpass him, an old cultivator.

The most important thing is that the realm of the two people is so different, and he is also the best among his peers, not those who are too ordinary to be ordinary.

But even so, he still had to detonate that energy ball in the end, not that he didn't want to defeat Feng Sanyan and win the victory openly, otherwise he wouldn't have to be teased by Lingxin.

It's because he also has no bottom in his heart, he doesn't know if he can win it after he really does this, so he simply chooses the easiest way, which is to detonate the energy ball.

In this way, it seems that there is no way to decide the outcome of this battle, but no matter what, this also retains his own face and does not directly fall into the hands of this young young boy.

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