Feng Annan volleyed and circled, the wind howled, and the sword forest flew and slashed above the ice peak. At this time, he was resentful in his heart. He didn't understand why the condensed Ten Thousand Ice Peaks in front of him were clearly a scattered realm, and they could be so strong. Feng Annan kept urging the mana, and he couldn't wait to break the ice and kill people immediately.

Inside the ice peak, Tian Nongxiang looked at him coldly. In fact, he has every strength to directly crush Feng Annan. However, in front of the monks of the world, he was reluctant to fully display his combat strength, and he really hoped that Feng Annan could retreat in the face of difficulties, which could be regarded as taking into account the face of the Feng Clan; He stared at Feng Annan's feet, silently comparing himself with the phantom rush in his heart.

Feng Annan's heart was almost crazy. Suddenly, he let out a loud shout, and an extra folding fan appeared in his hand.

At this moment, there was an exclamation from under the battle platform. Kunlun fan, an ancient artifact, if it is in the hands of the strongest, it has the power to destroy the world. The monks watching the battle never expected that Feng Annan would carry an artifact with him, which was really terrifying. You must know that even the royal family will not easily let their children carry such magic weapons. The WindClan is really generous, and it's chilling.

"Die!" to the sound of shouting, folding fans danced horizontally. For a time, the sky cracked, and the battle platform was crumbling. The three elders hurriedly drew talismans out of thin air, and successively clarified the seven runes on the battle platform before they could stabilize the battle platform.

At this time, the 10,000 ice peaks formed by Tian Nongxiang instantly shattered, and with a bang, it completely exploded.

Tian Nongxiang was also taken aback. Although his combat power is strong, he does not know much. I didn't expect that the fan in Feng Annan's hand would be so powerful. The wind swept and swept the sky. For a while, the breath in the body was blocked, as if ten thousand swords were piercing the body, and the whole body creaked and cracked, and it would explode at any time. The secret scream was not good, wrapped up the fat man, and hurriedly urged the phantom to disappear from the spot in an instant.

The fat man screamed in horror. He knew very well what the result of being swept by the Kunlun fan was. But I can't dodge it. Suddenly felt that he was swept by the real current and escaped his life, and he couldn't help but let out an "oops" and breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Annan succeeded in one move, how could he give up. Stepping on the wind, dancing the Kunlun fan, chasing the farmer. On the side, the sound of chubby men screaming came and went.

chased and hidden, the two of them were extremely fast, and one of them was helplessly dubbing on the side. The originally dangerous fighting scene was made ridiculous by the bursts of exclamations from the fat man.

There was a loud rumble on the battle platform, but it was difficult to see the two figures. The entire battle platform kept shaking, and it seemed that it would explode at any moment. The three elders kept carving runes and rushing towards the cornerstone to strengthen the battle platform.

The monks watching the battle didn't feel that they were secretly speechless, if it was themselves on the battle platform, I am afraid that they would have been crushed by this time.

What is the pace of these two people, why is it so fast? It's no wonder that Lingyun Pavilion and the Wind Clan can be proud of the world, they all have such magical powers. This is a game between two rising stars, and it is also a game between the two major clans of Lingyun Pavilion and the Wind Clan.

However, although Feng Annan was attacking, Tian Nongxiang was defending. But everyone knew in their hearts that in such a battle situation, it was obvious that Tian Nongxiang of Lingyun Pavilion seemed to be superior. After all, he was just scattering back to the realm, and the other party was still holding an artifact. This kind of combat power is really terrifying.

Tian Nongxiang was not comfortable at this time. Every time he was swept by the Kunlun fan, his body would fall apart, his meridians would be reversed, and his breath would be blocked. If it weren't for the holy talisman in his body that cleansed his whole body from time to time and pulled the true flow, and he had already integrated the ice stone into his bloodline, he could form a Xuan Ice Talisman at any time, if it weren't for this, I am afraid that he would have broken under that fan. I can't help but feel anxious. Then he shook his hand and threw the fat man off the battlefield. He didn't want this stupid man to die innocently, and he didn't dare to drag this burden on his face again.

Ahh

With a series of shouts, followed by a shout, the thick body of the fat man smashed into the crowd under the battle platform. I don't know when, his clothes have been torn in the wind, almost naked, and there are blood marks on his body like knife cuts, faintly oozing blood, which is really embarrassing. In addition, the image of still closing his eyes and screaming after falling to the ground is more and more ridiculous.

"This Brother Feng is so powerful, he has challenged the battle platform for so long, I will never dare to wait. ”

"Who's to say it isn't? Even the clothes are torn. ”

"Yes, yes, this combat power, we can't wait for it. ”

In the crowd, you and I said a word, and I was extremely mocking.

The fat man yelled for a long time before he realized that he was under the battle table. It took a long time to come back to my senses from the fear just now, and I was about to struggle to stand up. But suddenly I found myself naked now. Ah screamed, rolled and crawled, and escaped from the crowd. He swore in his heart that he would never be cheaper again.

It should be said that in the eyes of Tian Nongxiang, Feng Annan is nothing, but the fan in his hand is too terrifying. Unconsciously scolded in my heart: If I had used the artifact to fight against this fan, I would have abolished this surname Feng long ago. Then my heart moved: Yes, the Aotian Divine Bow I got in Liuyun Valley back then was given to the little princess, I don't know if she brought it.

Tian Nongxiang dodged and ran away while looking at the audience. I saw that the little princess had a pale face and was looking in his direction with concern.

Whew-

The wind was blowing behind him. The farmer rose from the ground on his back, like lightning, straight into the sky.

The body is not stable, and the limelight is coming. Tian Nongxiang hurriedly slid out on his side, flashed in the corner of the battle platform, and disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, Lingyun Pavilion looked at the pavilion master one after another. It is amazing enough to be able to fight the Condensation Ascension Realm in a scattered realm, but I didn't expect the other party to use an artifact to oppose each other. Moreover, everyone knew in their hearts that the power emitted by the artifact was directly proportional to the cultivation of the person holding it, and the higher the cultivation, the more the power of the artifact would be stimulated. This is also too much. Wind Clan's actions like this are simply shameless. Everyone was afraid that Tian Nongxiang would lose, although it was inconvenient to speak, but there was a clear desire in their eyes to let the pavilion master go out and stop the competition.

On the battle platform, there have been more than 100 rounds of battle in the blink of an eye. Although many people did not see the situation clearly, everyone knew that it must be extremely dangerous. The fighting method of the two proud sons of the heavens made the old sect masters of all clans envious. Why don't we have such dolls in my people? If any one of them belongs to my people, he will surely be proud of the world one day.

In fact, Feng Annan is not very comfortable at the moment. The wind and pace are unparalleled in the world. Ever since he had learned this pace, no monk of the same rank had been able to compete with him. didn't expect that the person in front of him would have a similar pace. And his pace change is even more elusive. If the wind is faster, his pace is more varied. Every time I can get away with the Kunlun fan, I get away with it.

The scattered realm in front of me is too weird. If he grows up, he will not be an opponent. He is holding an artifact at the moment, and he can't help him, if he cultivates with truth......

Feng Annan unconsciously chuckled in his heart, and broke out in a cold sweat. This man is so terrifying that he must be killed.