This is a battlefield that has been fought for many years, and it has hardly stopped, and at this moment, many monks in the two cities are looking solemnly at the battlefield, that is, Lu Liangping, Xiao Haiwei and others are full of great expectations. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is two spiritual flowers that crisscross the battlefield, one is pale cyan, fresh and refined, elegant and unstained, and does not compete with the flowers. The other is thick and red, extremely charming, popular among the flowers, bound to cover the flowers.

Looking at it from a distance, inside the battlefield, the breeze is blowing, and the two flowers are fluttering, if it is not a life-and-death struggle, it is really a painting of love.

"Do you think our flag envoy will win?" Win sin looked at Ning Wujian, after all, Ning Wuqian recommended yourself to Leng Hanshan.

For the words of winning, Ning Wuqian took out the wine jug and poured the spirits, and then shook his head.

"I look at the hanging. Shen Yi was solemn, although he was unbearable on the battlefield at the moment, Shen Yi knew the identity of the Hongyu monk in the field.

"I don't think we've done our best. At this moment, Xiang Chen put away the demon soul and stood side by side with Win Sin and the others.

"Didn't do your best?" Kuang Fu smiled bitterly, thinking that before that, his flag envoy was still beaten by the monk of the Flood Domain, if he didn't do his best, why bother.

Looking at Kuangfu's appearance, Xiang Chen frowned and looked into the battlefield.

"I always felt that we could win. ”

"I hope so. Huang Zhe said softly.

In the battlefield, Leng Feng and Li Zhaoyuan stood side by side, and the cyan floral fragrance and the fragrant red color kept colliding. Ripples half green and half red appeared in the void.

"You're nice, tell me your name. At this time, Li Zhaoyuan spoke, after all, he could fight with him so far, and in the same realm, he was a well-known existence.

"Cold, cold, mountain. ”

Leng Feng said word by word, he didn't use his real name, and he didn't want to use it.

"Virtuous nephew, act as soon as possible, Uncle Wei is here to wash the dust for you. Xiao Haiwei was a little helpless, he had already passed a cup of tea, if he continued to hold it here, his Hailizhu would belong to Hong Tianzhao.

"Are you meddling in our bet? Hong Tianzhao immediately frowned and looked at Xiao Haiwei coldly.

"Not really, at least after another cup of tea, I will send Shanghai Lizhu. ”

Xiao Haiwei's voice resounded throughout the battlefield, Lu Liangping in the southeast city was a little solemn, but he couldn't say anything, if Leng Feng and Li Zhaoyuan were put together, no matter how inclined he was, Lu Liangping would also choose Li Zhaoyuan.

"Some people can't wait. Hearing Xiao Haiwei's voice, Li Zhaoyuan laughed.

"Then don't talk nonsense. With an angry shout, the cold front burst out, and the Great Zang Jingyun stood up, the spiritual flower on the top of his head swayed gently, and a soft green intent slowly floated out, approaching Li Zhaoyuan.

Although the green intent that floated out was slow, the spiritual power and soul power of the fused sword qi shattered the void where it passed, and the green intent was like water, softly annihilating everything.

Looking at the attacking Qingyi, Li Zhaoyuan also shouted, the demon queen gong was running to the extreme, and the flower spirit was fluttering on the top of his head, it was a red with a demonic spirit, the red was dazzling, deep and unsearchable.

The two slowly blended, without the earth-shattering sound of collision, and even a trace of ripples was set off. The monks who played this scene widened their eyes in confusion, why is this, it is Lu Liangping, Xiao Haiwei and others who are puzzled.

After the fusion, Leng Feng's heart was shocked, and the backlash of the destruction of Qingyi made him very uncomfortable, but Leng Feng knew that the other party was not comfortable.

Immediately, another green spirit floated out, and it was the same as before, soft and crushing. And Li Zhaoyuan is also average, in just a few breaths, the two spirit flowers are constantly moving, the blue and red intentions are constantly blending, at this moment, it is another blue and red fusion, Leng Feng couldn't help it, a mouthful of blood spit out, and the spirit flower on the top of his head trembled and almost disappeared.

And Li Zhaoyuan is no better, just like Leng Feng, blood spits out, but the blood is absorbed by the red marks on his body, and the demon queen flower is also flashing, very decadent.

The next moment, Li Zhaoyuan shouted, his body trembled suddenly, and a painful look on his face leaked out.

"Ah~~~"

It was a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, with the roar, Li Zhaoyuan's body was changing, the shallow red marks gradually disappeared, turning into blood-red threads, surging straight up, and in an instant, the enchantress moved, and a more intense fragrance of flowers floated on the battlefield than before, without stopping, the threads of blood were still rising.

Until the end, Li Zhaoyuan's body did not have the slightest color of blood, his eyes were closed, and he stood quietly in the void, if it weren't for the breath, I am afraid that he would really be like a dead corpse.

But when the last red spirit is integrated into the flower spirit, the mutation rises again, and the huge flower spirit is introverted, the body shape changes, and it is distorted.

It was a red figure, gradually the figure was clear, looking at its face, Leng Feng was shocked, it was the same figure as Li Zhaoyuan, but it was red, and the figure and Li Zhaoyuan generally closed their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Leng Feng was very throbbing, his figure gradually retreated, he already felt the threat of death, suddenly, Leng Feng's body was stunned, his face showed hesitation, and a bold idea came to mind. Looking at that, the enchantress flower that was gradually taking shape, his eyes immediately sharpened.

"I'm here for training. ”

In an instant, Leng Feng stood steadily, the Tripitaka Sutra and the Diamond Sutra were put away one after another, and a fresh air flow slowly flowed in its meridians, his eyes were like Li Zhaoyuan, he closed slightly, and immediately shouted, and a breath like a clear spring came out from the top of Leng Feng's head and went straight into the green lotus.

In an instant, the green lotus swayed, the branches and leaves were slightly raised, and the next moment, the green lotus disintegrated, turning into a cyan breath, intertwined and entangled. It was the meridians of the human body, and at this moment it was completely replaced by the cyan aura, and gradually, a figure emerged, which was the same figure as Leng Feng.

Suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the red figure in front of him, the battle intent and decision in his eyes were unstoppable, and a momentum that only one of the two existed, climbed up.

As if feeling the provocation of the cyan figure, the red figure also opened its eyes, and like it, the killing intent shot out in all directions.

In an instant, a big battle between the two broke out, like Leng Feng and Li Zhaoyuan, who were magnified dozens of times.

At this moment, there is no fragrance of flowers, the red will shatter the void, and the cold front is three forces in one, the sword qi is the forward, and the soul power and spiritual power are blended, so it is barely comparable to the red will.

The battle started again, and the two were like the biting demon beasts, evenly matched, each not holding back, and not weakly half a point of the other.

There was already a stick of incense, Xiao Haiwei's face was gloomy, his hands pressed against the city wall in front of him, and he was not happy when he lost Hai Lizhu. But for the monks who fought against Li Zhaoyuan on the battlefield, he was even more curious.

At first, the gap between the two was too big, and he was completely in a crushing posture, before the thunder landed, I thought it was his last hole card, but I really didn't expect that the kid would become more and more courageous, and even at this moment he was already comparable to Li Zhaoyuan, he was very worried, worried that Li Zhaoyuan would die, because his father was very moody, for his own son, burying a city, I am afraid it will be difficult to eliminate the anger in his heart.

"Brother Lu, this Senior Brother Leng really has a relationship with your master. Chang Yuan said solemnly that Leng Feng's performance at this moment was too rebellious, and he was able to fight side by side with Li Zhaoyuan.

"I'm still worried. Ignoring Chang Yuan's words, he knew that there was no point in replying, and as long as the battle in the field did not stop, he would always hold Lu Liangping's heart.

The battlefield was extremely fierce, and the monks on both sides were also thrilling, suddenly, behind the red shadow, Li Zhaoyuan frowned slightly, and in the next moment, nine demon queen petals appeared in the void, and the petals were like arrow feathers, and the speed pierced straight into Qingyi's figure. The piercing petals immediately burned, like an appendage, and it was difficult to shake off no matter how much they broke free.

The low cold front, sweat flowing, at this moment, he felt the same body above, nine sharp pains, connected to each other, like a fire burning, as if in a sea of fire.

In an instant, Qingyi's figure retreated, his hands were sealed, and a monstrous sword intent burst out.

"Sword Intent Body!" Li Zhaoyuan's brows furrowed again, he didn't open his eyes at the moment, if he opened his eyes, he would definitely be able to see the shocked color.

The sword qi burst out, forcing the petals out, and then condensed and rose, turning into a cyan long sword, and immediately the long sword stood vertically, and the figure of Qingyi pointed and swords, slowly rising, and in an instant, a monstrous sense of despair filled the void.

"That's the trick. Broken Wave exclaimed, his face was still filled with fear, that was the move that defeated him in the gladiatorial arena before, compared to before, this moment was even more terrifying, the sword intent collapsed, the earth trembled, and that desperate intent to soar to the sky made the monks on both sides show a look of fear.

"Is one blow a decisive victory?" Li Zhaoyuan hooked a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his face immediately sank.

The red body image is instructed to seal with both hands, all the red will is introverted, and gradually the size of the body is reduced, and it is transformed into a bewitching flower again, at this moment, the enchantress flower is like the real one, the fragrance is restrained, and it flutters by.

Seeing Li Zhaoyuan's appearance, Leng Feng immediately froze, the long sword let go of the sacrifice, with the sacrifice of the long sword, Qingyi's figure immediately dissipated, turned into a trace of pure qi, and submerged into the sword body, in an instant, the sword body was like a demon queen flower, condensed the void, and it was completely impossible to see that it was a condensed sword.

The sound of breaking the air resounded in the sky, and that desperate intention was that the monks of the Flood Domain were a little unstable.

A sharp sword, a demon queen flower, in the entire battlefield, so dazzling.

Suddenly, the two opened their eyes at the same time and looked at each other, like four heavenly songs drawn, invisibly colliding together, they were gambling, betting that the other party would stop, because they both knew very well that if they collided like this, it was inevitable that both would lose and lose.

But both of them are ruthless people, and no one is willing to quit, and the sword and the enchantress flower collide.

"Bang. ”

It was a sound that shook the sky, an incomparably powerful ripple, like a big wave swallowing a reef, frantically rippling around.

And before the ripples, there were two figures, flying upside down, Lu Liangping and Xiao Haiwei immediately dispatched, taking over Leng Feng and Li Zhaoyuan respectively, and the next moment they appeared again on their respective big cities.

Looking at Leng Feng who was constantly coughing up blood in his arms, Lu Liangping felt a pang in his heart, compared to Leng Feng Li Zhaoyuan was not much better, blood kept coughing up, and then Xiao Haiwei's clothes, I am afraid that Li Zhaoyuan had never suffered such a scar since he was born.

Welcoming the end of the two, the whole battle came to a halt. Leng Feng was fed a pill by Lu Liangping and handed it to Huang Zhe and others, and then it was convenient for Chang Yuan to discuss, after all, Li Zhaoyuan was here, it was not a trivial matter.