Chapter Seventy-Two: The Moon Shatters, Ten Dragons Ascend to Heaven
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the wind whirlwind and the flame sword collided in the air, like two poles that were naturally opposed, producing a violent explosion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Duanmulin attacked first and swung out with a knife, which can be described as full of spirit, but he was still repulsed, and it was difficult to break through the wind whirlpool.
Moreover, there was a faint cold aura in the whirlwind, and when Duanmulin swung the knife and slashed, it rebounded back along the blade, which made Duanmulin couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.
The power of his explosive flame is the power of the masculine attribute, the most rigid and fierce, the blazing abnormal, and the ice attribute superpower that can be compared to the explosive flame, it is not nothing, but it is the first time he has encountered such a cold and almost restrained power of the explosive flame.
"The power of the moon evil, but it is a kind of power of the Taiyin, especially contains evil energy, and the lethality is even more amazing, unless it is those top fire attribute superpowers, it will inevitably be restrained." Ling Ze said.
Yun Zhan also knew the power of the moon sha, so he was not surprised by this scene.
However, Sun Xu and the others, although they knew He Xinyao's superpower, they didn't know much about the true status of this ability, and when they saw He Xinyao blocking Duanmulin with one blow, they couldn't help but show a look of surprise on their faces.
Although the battle had just begun, Duanmu Lin's attack just now was definitely powerful enough, and if they were on the field, they might not be able to follow so easily.
He Xinyao was able to understate it so lightly and repel Duanmulin with one move, and this strength impressed everyone.
Especially the other few people who challenged He Xinyao, all of them showed a solemn look on their faces at this moment, and even regretted it in their hearts.
They dared to challenge He Xinyao, and they were all students with eight ability points, and they had enough self-confidence.
However, it can be seen that He Xinyao's strength made them moved.
On the rostrum, Duanmuzheng's face was a little unsightly.
This battle is related to Duanmulin's final graduation results, which is very important, and Duanmulin fell a little behind as soon as he appeared, which made him a little nervous.
In fact, he was originally opposed to Duanmulin challenging He Xinyao, after all, He Xinyao's identity was too mysterious, so he couldn't grasp it, and no one knew what He Xinyao's true strength was.
The purpose of the challenge is to win points, improve your final score, and be able to do the best in a safe way.
But Duanmulin swore that he could defeat He Xinyao.
After all, looking at Duanmu Lin's past achievements, he does have this ability, and Duanmu Zheng did not stop it in the end.
Now it seems that this decision was really wrong, and as soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was one.
From Duanmu Zheng's eyes as a superpower, he can naturally see that He Xinyao's strength is indeed very strong, and her superpower is actually faintly restrained by the power of explosive flames, which is very unfavorable to Duanmu Lin.
On the field, Duanmulin took a few steps back, stood up again, his eyes were fixed on He Xinyao, the power of the explosion on his body gradually subsided, and the energy fluctuations weakened, but the sense of oppression exuded was even stronger.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, he slammed his force on the ground, and the power of the explosion on his body was released in an instant, and the momentum shook the sky for a while, and the whole person rushed towards He Xinyao like a cannon fired.
The sword swung, the sharp sword light matched with the red flames, and the sharp edge was mixed with a fiery aura, and it slammed into it with a more powerful force than just now.
In the face of such an all-out move, no matter how powerful He Xinyao is, it is impossible to be indifferent, her eyes are sharp, her hands are raised, the moon-white light in her eyes is flickering, and two violent air currents appear in her palms, intertwined in her chest, like two giant snakes intertwined.
The two air currents, one forward and one reverse, are like a Taiji diagram of the wind, pushing towards Duanmulin.
Duanmu Lin held the knife in both hands and slashed at the intertwined wind whirlpool, and at the same time, his right hand quickly let go, and his mouth suddenly roared: "Burst flames, ascend the dragon and kill!" β
He actually used the war knife as a cover to temporarily resist He Xinyao's attack, and quickly cast the Flame Explosion Dragon Fist.
A red flame condensed on his fist, and suddenly burst up, evolving a dragon-shaped phantom in the air, like an angry dragon roaring, falling towards He Xinyao.
Rumble!
The explosive flame fist smashed on the entangled wind whirlpool, and the domineering power seemed to be able to crack the mountain and crack the rocks, pressing the rotating Tai Chi wind whirlwind back fiercely.
He Xinyao's face changed slightly, and the wind swirled back, bursting with the power of the fist, once it fell on her, the consequences were unimaginable.
However, she didn't mess up because of this, and she was still confident.
The moon-white light in her eyes did not decrease, and the air currents around her surged, driven by her ability, like a wind dragon guarding her side, forming a wind vortex with a radius of three meters.
The gas in the air was swallowed up by the vortex, making the air pressure around her become more and more powerful, and the wind whirlpool that poured back was swallowed up by the vortex, not only did not lose the power of the vortex, but made the volume of the vortex even larger.
Duanmulin's dragon fist slammed into the edge of the vortex, as if it had encountered a rapidly rotating blade, and it was almost carried up and spun, about to be swept into the vortex.
Once this happens, then he will definitely lose, and being caught in the whirlpool is equivalent to falling into He Xinyao's domain, like flies and insects falling into a spider's web, and can only be slaughtered by He Xinyao.
Duanmu Lin's eyes swelled, his body exploded with anger, and with a strong shock, he broke free from the swallowing of the wind whirlwind and retreated.
"I don't believe that I can't break your vortex, burst the flame dragon fist, and ten dragons ascend to heaven!"
Duanmu Lin shouted angrily in a cold voice, he failed to gain the upper hand in several consecutive attacks, and he was also aroused.
The two fists burst out continuously, and there were ten fists sent out, intertwined and entangled in the air, and the ten dragon-shaped phantoms contended, and there was really the power of ten dragons roaring in the sky.
"Then let's win or lose in one move!"
He Xinyao didn't want to dwell on it for too long, and said the same, her eyes calm and calm.
Under her control, the wind vortex beside her was slowly shrinking, shrinking from a radius of three meters to one meter, and the wind pressure in it had increased to an unimaginable level.
"Roarβ"
The phantoms of the ten dragons were entangled together, superimposed on each other, and their power increased exponentially, and finally turned into one and blasted towards He Xinyao.
He Xinyao also raised her hand, waved it violently, and the wind whirlwind suddenly shrank, and then instantly expanded, and the air compressed in it was all released at once, like thousands of troops roaring, and 100,000 wolf smoke crossing the border.
The two strongest attacks of each met in mid-air, and instantly merged into one, like water and fire interfering, in which wind and fire collided, the flames were annihilated, and the air was boiling.