Chapter 189: A Savage Battle

You must know that Su Feng is also a very proud person.

At least in terms of spiritual intent, to be honest, Su Feng really never felt that anyone could compare with him.

That's pride.

But Su Feng does have a reason to be proud!

So far, the only cultivator Su Feng has encountered who uses martial arts is Cui Yan.

But Cui Yan only has two styles of fist intent, which is half the difference compared to his own four-style swordsmanship!

Now just facing an obsession, how could Su Feng admit defeat!

If you want to fight, then let's fight!

Killing intent and battle intent burst out at the same time!

In just an instant, half of the entire battlefield was covered in blood and gold!

Su Feng stood with his hands in his hands, his white clothes fluttering, and the pride on his face was not concealed in the slightest!

The obsession seemed to be irritated by Su Feng's arrogance at this moment, and the same fiery red spiritual intent enveloped half of the battlefield!

Mo Li has been in a state of watching the battle, and seeing this scene, Mo Li's face suddenly turned iron-blue!

Obviously, you have a sword intent that can attack spiritual power, but why don't you use it?

Hero?

Do you have to be tough?

Just like the previous battle with Sister Xiaoqi, Su Feng is now like a reckless man who doesn't use his brains at all!

The current opponent is not Sister Xiaoqi of the same door, they can be merciful to your subordinates, but what about it?

Will it?

Growing up in the Sanqing faction since childhood, Mo Li has much more insight than Su Feng.

I have heard more than once that the refiner and the alchemist were destroyed by the spiritual intent of the Warcraft because they were not cultivating enough spiritual cultivation when refining the spinal fluid of the Warcraft!

What are the consequences of destroying the Sea of Spirits?

The last time it's also a dementia!

Mo Liqi stomped his feet!

The rookie on the side landed quietly on the rock.

At this moment, there is no longer the cuteness in the eyes of the rookie, and there is only pride in the eyes of the current rookie!

That kind of pride, like a king!

And what is all happening? That seems to have passed through the desolation of the idea appeared!

But Mo Li, who was fighting all the time, didn't pay any attention to the rookie.

Even such an obvious change in the rookie didn't notice Mo Li in the slightest!

At this moment, in the little rookie's small body, a spark suddenly collapsed!

Mars has appeared, and the battle has begun!

Su Feng Storm's failure at the beginning lies in the not? The spiritual mind is huge.

After all, Su Feng is only less than twenty years old.

The cultivation of demonic beasts is much slower than that of human beings, and they can cultivate to the ninth order, and their attainments in spiritual ideas are much higher than Su Feng's with the passage of time.

But after the clear sky appeared, the two most aggressive sword intents crushed each other, not only did not bring the worst result of hurting each other, but the result was that the two sword intents became sharper with each other!

Using a single sword intent alone can be compared to a long sword with only half a blade.

This is just a half-finished product, and the sword intent of the two styles is a complete long sword!

The gap between semi-finished products and finished products is never a little bit!

Although the spiritual mind does not? is huge, but Su Fengsheng is concentrated in his mental thoughts.

With a point attack, the situation has stabilized.

Up to now, both sides have been unable to suppress each other by virtue of their spiritual ideas.

Then there is only one way left to decide the winner!

The battle of the spirit body is very simple, and that is hand-to-hand combat!

Su Feng stretched out his palm, and under the spiritual power, a long sword with half blood red and half gold appeared in his hand.

And on the other side? He lowered his head, and the sharp horns were straight at Su Feng!

Let's fight!

Su Feng stepped on his feet, and the same is true!

One man and one beast, directly launched a charge against the other party!

In just an instant, the spiritual minds of both sides turned into a turbulent ocean!

The mental power is the same, the spiritual mind is the same, and the competition is only skill and endurance!

In the case of both sides charging at the same time, one man and one beast also met each other very quickly!

Facing the sharp horns, Su Feng didn't dodge it, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight out, the target is? of the skull!

Attack against attack!

Typical stormy style!

Wound 1,000 enemies and 800 self-inflicted damage!

Su Feng did not avoid it, and he did not retreat!

"Poof!" A soft sound sounded!

The two horns pierced directly into Su Feng's chest, and the sharp horn tips pierced Su Feng's chest!

Although the spirit body is not a physical body, the feeling of pain is only much more intense than the physical injury.

After all, the flesh still has flesh and blood to block it, but the spirit body can only resist by itself!

But even the pain of piercing the chest, Su Feng's face did not change at all!

Because, the wound is much greater than yourself!

The long sword poured directly into the brain, up to the hilt!

A smile gradually spreads!

The blood-colored flame in his left eye burned even more violently, representing the killing intent of hatred directly introduced with the blade as a conductor? Among the obsessions!

"Moo!"

Unlike the one-time damage Su Feng received, after being entered by Su Feng's stormy sword intent, a pair of bull's eyes directly turned blood-red!

The last hateful obsession in his life was completely ignited by Su Feng's sword intent at this moment!

He raised his head suddenly like crazy, and Su Feng's chest was still inserted in the horns, and Su Feng's spiritual body was naturally also raised. Bring it up!

An extremely strong tearing sensation erupted in the chest instantly!

It's like tearing the skin and flesh and pounding the drum on the ribs!

In the Yanhuang Empire, there was a punishment for rapists who were specifically sentenced to death, and this punishment was named playing the pipa, which was invented by a group of eunuchs.

The principle is to tear open the flesh of the prisoner and use a file to break the prisoner's ribs.

At this moment, the prisoner is still alive, and this kind of pain is unbearable for ordinary people!

And from the back, the executioner looks as if he is playing a lute.

So bloody, so horrific.

But now Su Feng's pain is only weaker than playing the pipa!

But Su Feng's face didn't change a bit, it was still that bloodthirsty smile!

The long sword was drawn and pierced again? The head!

......

Mo Li was stunned!

Is this a battle?

Is this still a battle?

One man and one beast now seem to have returned to the primitive, using the spiritual intent of the most needed realm as a weapon, but attacking with the most primitive method!

Lunatic?

No, now you can't describe this man and beast as a madman.

They're not crazy, they're brainless at all!

This battle is no longer a battle, this is a fight, a fight that can be killed anywhere in the body!

Mo Li couldn't imagine what kind of pain they were going through now!

But Mo Li can see who is strong and who is weak!

On the small battlefield, Su Fenghe? Spiritual ideas each occupy half of the space.

And now that the battle has progressed, the idea of gold and red has now enveloped nearly two-thirds of the battlefield!

Now it's Su Feng's advantage!

This is the only place that can give Mo Li peace of mind!

Looking at Su Feng's crazy scene, Mo Li's heart was full of distress.

Mo Li didn't know what kind of will it would take to endure this pain.

Su Feng, what has he experienced?

All the curiosity and doubts about Su Feng before have all dissipated after watching this battle.

If there is no tragic or even tragic experience, who can bear such pain!

Even if he really knew Su Feng's past, what could he do?

That only tore Su Feng's wound open again.

What Su Feng needs is not care or love, what he needs is just a haven from the wind, a place where he can lick his wounds with confidence.

Mo Li silently clenched his fists, and a little firmness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

As a friend, I must at least be able to help him.

Well, that's it.

Silently deciding all this, Mo Li continued to look at the battlefield again.

At this moment, his obsession had already slumped on the ground, and Su Feng retreated step by step, and the horns of the ox left his chest inch by inch.

When the horns left his body completely, the sword was raised high.

The sword flashed and he was decapitated!

Rumble!

Everything disappears in an instant!

In this battle, Su Feng won!

And Su Feng won on top of his own madness!

This madness comes from the first form of "Wind Rin Sword Technique": Stormy Rain!

Compared to ?, Su Feng is even more deadly.

In this battle, Su Feng really benefited a lot.

The question that I had been trying to figure out for a long time finally came to an idea after the war.

The storm that I first comprehended has not been as practical as the empty mountain bird language that I finally comprehended, because the empty mountain bird language has an ethereal form.

This is Su Feng's self-emergence after comprehending the true meaning of the wind.

But on the contrary, Tempest has not changed anything since the realization except for one evolution.

Even Su Feng has an idea, but this represents that the storm of hatred has been stagnant!

And in this battle, Su Feng finally got a clue.

What is a Tempest?

Su Feng seemed to understand something.

The sword intent slowly dissipated, and light gradually appeared.

The white clothes were stained with blood, and the pain was not painful.

His heart was already full of holes, and the pain of his spiritual body alone was nothing.

Su Feng slowly opened his eyes, his right hand gently brushed it, and cyan spiritual power diffused out.

The red light that had been rushing left and right in the middle of the air was now like a sheep, at the mercy of Su Feng's spiritual power!

When the red light was completely condensed, Su Feng said lightly: "Condensation! ”

The cyan light suddenly burst out!

When the light disappeared, a total of five drops of almost transparent liquid appeared in front of Su Feng.

The five drops of liquid appear to be completely transparent, but almost 10 percent of the liquid is red.

This is the one that has a small part of the phoenix bloodline? Spinal fluid, right?

It's not in vain.

It's also a double eagle with one stone!

With a wave of Su Feng's hand, the five drops of spinal fluid came to Su Feng's hand under the impetus of spiritual power.

Turning to look at Mo Li, Su Feng smiled and said, "Fortunately, I am not dishonored." ”