Elder Qi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and said weakly, "Begin." ”

Yun Qianzhong seemed to come to life in an instant, his dull and expressionless gaze became clear and bright, although he did not have the awe-inspiring and sharp sword intent of Chungu Feng, but he had an amazing flying look.

With the flick of her hand, there seemed to be a heavy fog on the field, overlapping and heavy, dense and endless, deriving into ever-changing and flowing clouds, which obviously looked as soft and dreamy as silk, but buried step by step killing machine.

It was the half-realm spiritual skill that Yun Qianzhong had been practicing for many years! Cloud Mist Realm.

In the previous three games, when she used this trick, it meant that the battle was almost over, after all, she didn't want to support such a spiritual skill that consumed spiritual power for too long, but she didn't expect that as soon as Mo Feng came on the field this time, she took out the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, obviously paying enough attention to him.

Mo Feng only felt that the air around him instantly became viscous like mercury, and it seemed to be stuck in a muddy swamp, and it took a lot of strength just to move. And Yun Qianzhong's blue-clothed figure was like a swimming fish in it, looming in the air, so that Mo Feng couldn't lock her breath at all, after all, this stunned-looking girl was also a soul master at the peak of the Heavenly Spirit, and it was even likely that she had already begun to distract.

A white light suddenly lit up, hidden in the flow of clouds and mist, inconspicuous at all, if it weren't for Mo Feng's reaction and instant disappearance in place, I'm afraid he wouldn't know what the consequences were.

Such a simple single movement consumed nearly one percent of his spiritual power, and Mo Feng couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and the six square arrays were built out in an instant, protecting his front, back, left, right, and upper and lower sides, and at the same time isolating those circulating clouds and mist.

But the next moment, these clouds and mist hung down like a heavy waterfall, squeezing the hexagonal array creak, and the nested nodes were deformed in an instant, and they were about to fall into a state of collapse.

The ink wind directly spread the soul power, covering the entire field, and at the same time, it built one hexagonal array after another, as if it was packed in countless layers of large boxes. But his approach is tantamount to self-destruction, no soul master has ever dared to spread his soul power so boldly when facing another soul master of the same realm, this is simply like when two martial artists are fighting, one of them is exposed, and the key point is completely exposed.

Yun Qianzhong only hesitated for a moment, and then quickly grasped this flaw in Mo Feng, although she knew that Mo Feng wanted to find out her location, but if she could take this opportunity to directly hit Mo Feng's soul sea, the battle behind would almost be over.

So the surging soul power directly rolled up the monstrous waves, and swept away in a mighty reverse.

Mo Feng only felt a shock from the soul sea, and such an impact almost made him unconscious, but fortunately, the slightly rudimentary soul skill sea realm did not really hit him hard, I have to say that the realm-type ancient soul technique is simply a bug-like existence, or he can't enter the door at all, but as long as it is a little successful, it will definitely make people feel that it is worth the money.

Taking this opportunity, he had already locked Yun Qianzhong's soul power aura, and the soul scattering seals and soul refining talismans came one after another, breaking into her surging wave of soul power.

Yun Qianzhong didn't expect that Mo Feng still had the power to fight back, and at the same time, he couldn't help but have a white face and a bad heart. But before that, who would have thought that Mo Feng's soul sea defense was so strong, even if he unscrupulously exposed his flaws, she still couldn't cause too much trauma, this is simply ......

There was no time to regret and complain, Yun Qianzhong's attack soul technique also fought back, and at the same time, her slender hands were staggered, and the entire cloud and mist realm suddenly surged, and the white cloud and mist turned into thousands of tentacles, twisting the six squares of the ink wind desperately, and finally violently cracked the nested nodes in a tooth-souring crunching sound, and went towards the ink wind itself.

Heaven and earth, front and back, left and right, everything in the realm of clouds and mist, is clouds and mist. She wanted to see, how could Mo Feng hide?

The endless clouds and mist flowed endlessly, as if they had turned into countless chains, entangled Mo Fengzhou's body up and down, and the rippling aura in it also desperately penetrated into his body, trying to wipe out all his resistance.

But how could the ink wind be so easily restrained, the Xuan Li in the late stage of bone refining cooperated with the spiritual power that had been running for dozens of weeks at the same time, and suddenly broke away from the entanglement of the clouds and mist, and at the same time, the long knife in his hand then crossed a sharp arc, and the dark dark demon light seemed to come from the Nine Hells, and in an instant, it slashed towards the vital point of Yun Qianzhong in the distance.

Although the power of the Crimson Kill is far greater than that of the Dark Demon Light, in this environment with plenty of water vapor, Yang Fire and Yin Fire are not very suitable, anyway, with the flexibility and mobility of the Dark Demon Light, it can still be very good with Yun Qianzhong.

I saw a blue-clothed Yun Qianzhong float and retreat, layers of clouds and mist swirling around her, trying to block the dark dark magic light, but as Mo Feng's mind moved, it turned around a strange curve, bypassing the blockade of the cloud and mist layer, and continued to attack Yun Qianzhong from the side.

"Woohoo!"

At the same time, Mo Feng slashed out two more Dark Demon Knife Lights, which crossed and circled behind Yun Qianzhong, blocking all of her dodge space.

But the two fought fiercely in the cloud and mist realm, and the disciples who were watching the battle outside couldn't help but lament in unison, wishing that they could have a pair of see-through eyes and see through the white mist arena.

Every time they hate this kind of thing the most, can't you fight hard, and let people not see it? And then when they close their eyes and open their eyes, everything is over, and they don't even know how it ends, which makes people itch so much that they vomit blood in depression. Although the result is the most important, why not give some process?

Unlike the disciples who look through the autumn water with their eyes, the elders of the Quartet can easily see the difference, even if they are not soul masters, they can roughly judge the situation according to the fluctuation of spiritual power, but it is a pity that for the time being, the cultivation of these two people is indeed equal, I am afraid it is not easy to distinguish the winner from the loser.

The elders of the academy and Qingxu Valley all pinched their sweat together, staring at the martial arts arena without blinking, sometimes the ink wind fell into the downwind, and sometimes Yun Qianzhong fell into the downwind, all of which made them can't help but follow the ups and downs of their emotions. Therefore, the disciples simply stared at their elders and judged the battle situation directly by the changes in their expressions.

At a certain moment, the disciples found that the elders of Qingxu Valley suddenly opened their eyes wide, and even their breathing was a little shorter, while the elders of the Shu Dynasty were as heavy as water, their faces were full of haze, and they couldn't help but discuss with each other, not knowing what happened on the field, which actually made the elders of both sides become so uncalm.

At this time, the battle situation had been stalemate for three or four minutes, and Yun Qianzhong had actually unconsciously turned to the downside, because as time went by, Mo Feng was getting stronger and stronger, but her spiritual power was constantly being consumed.

Finally, Yun Qianzhong stopped dodging and retreating, and after a pause, he sacrificed a white jade ring from the spirit ring, which was engraved with flowing cloud and mist runes, and with her soft drink, this jade ring suddenly shattered, turning into tens of thousands of scattered white light, and integrated into the entire cloud and mist realm, making this half-realm spiritual skill change again.

"Mist Kill!" As she spat out two words without emotion, her figure suddenly disappeared in front of Mo Feng's eyes, and she could no longer be found, as if she had evaporated from the world.

Mo Feng only felt that the clouds around him were getting tighter and heavier, as if layers of shackles were on him, gradually oppressing him so that he couldn't move, and then even his bones were suppressed and gurgling, as if the whole person was about to fall apart.

But looking outside the field, the white fog in the sky suddenly dissipated, to be precise, it all converged and compressed in one place, and finally the huge martial arts arena was left with only a cloud and mist sphere with a diameter of three meters.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, looking left and right, there was no shadow of Mo Feng, and then they reacted, he was probably suppressed in that small cloud sphere, so this time it was actually Mo Feng defeated?

Only Elder Qi's face was ugly, and he secretly snorted. Defeated by a wool, he wanted to immediately open his mouth to announce Yun Qianzhong's victory, but this group of little children really didn't understand anything, didn't he see that Yun Qianzhong's face was so pale and transparent, now it depends on which of these two people can't hold it first, but if he compares his endurance, he is really not optimistic about Yun Qianzhong.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, Yun Qianzhong began to stagger, with that pale face as snow, it was like a weak willow in the wind, and she was so stubborn that it was distressing, but she always pursed her lips tightly, just refusing to give up.

Until the cloud sphere suddenly exploded, and a black-clothed figure strode out of it.

Yun Qianzhong suddenly shook his whole body, as if he had lost all his strength in an instant, and fell to the ground in a dejected manner, no longer having the peerless demeanor of Senior Sister Qingxu Valley.

"Awesome. Mo Feng gently wiped the blood from his lips, but sighed sincerely.

In order to break free from the cloud ball, he also exhausted all his potential. But if it weren't for Yun Qianzhong's spiritual power being exhausted, he probably wouldn't have thought of getting out until now.

If Yun Qianzhong hadn't fought three times in a row before, but had fought against him at his peak, the result of this competition would have been really difficult to say, because this fog killing style had really caused him to suffer a lot of internal injuries, and his bones and internal organs were damaged, if he hadn't cultivated the martial arts system at all, he would definitely not be able to stand up now.

Just by virtue of the cloud and mist realm, Yun Qianzhong is worthy of being listed above Jingyue.

"Are you still an ancient martial artist?" Yun Qianzhong looked at him in a daze, barely supporting himself to stand up, but almost stumbled and fell again, but fortunately she held on to the railing on the edge of the martial arts arena in time.

Mo Feng didn't answer, but Yun Qianzhong actually had an answer when he asked this sentence, and he was not surprised at the moment, he just nodded lightly and muttered to himself: "The three major systems...... I was defeated. ”

Mo Feng watched her hold on to the railing and walk down the martial arts arena step by step, but her lonely back was so arrogant, even if she was defeated, she was still as light as water, not sad and indignant, let alone hysterical. And the disciples of Qingxu Valley just looked at the senior sister silently, and no one stepped forward to help, not that they were unwilling, but they didn't dare.

Because ten years ago, the lonely and stubborn little girl said that she didn't need anyone's help, and that the path of cultivation should have been done alone, and it was better to ask for others than for herself.

This sentence is still engraved on the stone tablet in front of the disciple hall of Qingxu Valley.