"Advanced Spiritual Technique, Flame Palm!?"

Seeing Han Feng's whole body like a burning burning man, the terrifying power emanating from it was also shocking.

"I didn't expect the latter to take out the high-level spiritual true technique of the Flame Palm, Han Feng's true qi belongs to the fire attribute true qi, and with this Flame Palm, the power is afraid to be even better, this Wu Ming is afraid that he will suffer. ”

"I don't think so, don't forget that Wu Ming also has the same means that are not weaker than the latter..."

The blazing temperature blew the young man's long hair head-on, Wu Ming's eyes narrowed, and after slowly exhaling, the latter took a step back, and his right hand suddenly grabbed the void, and above his head, in the whirlpool of the churning Yuan Soul Wave, a dragon spear gradually appeared in front of everyone.

Suddenly, the soul wind was whistling, and the robe was cold, as if there was a dragon's groan!

"Sure enough, it's a high-level soul technique, the Dragon Soul Gun. ”

Everyone was stunned when they saw the dragon spear condensed from the Yuan Soul, and couldn't help but exclaim, they knew the difficulty of cultivating the soul technique, and even Han Tianxiao and the others on the side also changed their faces slightly because of the appearance of the dragon soul spear.

And Han Yun's face beside him was even more gloomy, he could clearly remember that he was defeated by the latter's soul skill, but it was a pity that he didn't have such good luck today, thinking of the smell that Wu Ming would come out of after that, Han Yun was much happier in his heart, and the sneer on his face was even worse, as if he was watching an interesting show.

Ignoring everyone's sighs, Wu Ming raised his weakly held arm, looked at Han Feng in front of him with an indifferent expression, without any hesitation, he suddenly slashed down, and the dragon soul spear above his head also let out a light dragon groan, and in the midst of everyone's frowning, he rushed to Han Feng below.

"Haha, that's a good time. ”

Han Feng had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Wu Ming taking the lead in killing, Han Feng laughed, his body bowed slightly, and his legs, which had already been filled with terrifying power, kicked suddenly, and suddenly the jade slabs and bricks under his feet fell into a deep pit, and the cracks spread rapidly to all around.

And with the help of this powerful power, Han Feng's body seemed to tear through the air, and with a piercing whistling sound of rubbing the air, his body burst out, and it was the spear of the Yuan Soul that attacked from above, and it hit head-on.

"Blazing Palm!"

With a loud shout, the palm burning with fiery red flames slapped fiercely at the spear head in front of him, and the terrifying power was secretly frightened by the surrounding people, this palm was enough to beat a strong man in the early stage of the Qi Refining Realm to vomit blood.

The offensive of both of them belonged to the same rank, which was terrifying and terrifying.

"Boom!"

The violent flames spread wildly in the place where the explosion was contacted, and the powerful wind blew everyone's robes with a dignified sound, but everyone didn't care about this, their eyes were fixed on the battlefield.

The flame palm and the head of the soul spear collided together, and the two were evenly matched, and they couldn't tell the winner for a while, and they were frozen there.

"Hmph. ”

Seeing that his palm failed to explode the Yuan Soul Spear, Han Feng's complexion also changed, and he snorted angrily, and then the flames on his palm were sheng, turning his palm into a claw, and he grabbed the head of the Dragon Soul Spear, and then stepped violently, and the true qi training that was quickly condensed under his feet was also crushed in an instant.

The latter's body was slightly sideways, swept past the spear of the dragon soul, and instantly appeared in the sky above Wu Ming's head, and the flame palm reappeared, and in a sneer at the corner of the latter's mouth, it slapped down mercilessly.

Han Feng is also very experienced, and the easiest and most effective way to deal with Yuan Xiu is close to the body, because they major in Yuan Soul, and the tempering of the body is not as strong as true cultivation, as long as they are close to the body, often Yuan Xiu can only be captured.

Seeing Han Feng suddenly approaching Wu Ming, everyone on the lookers shook their heads and sighed, it seemed that this game was about to end.

However, compared to everyone's worries, Wu Ming's face was still flat, looking at Han Feng who quickly appeared in front of him, his heart moved, and the Yuan Soul in the center of his eyebrows quickly poured out, forming layers of Yuan Soul screens in front of him.

"Oh, tortoise shells, break them for me!"

A fierce color suddenly flashed in Han Feng's eyes, and the fiery true qi in the qi veins in his body flowed wildly, gushing out of his body, converging on his palms, and the fiery temperature and terrifying power suddenly skyrocketed.

"Click. ”

When the palm of the flame fell, with a crisp sound, the Yuan Soul Screen in between the two suddenly fell apart, and it was actually shattered into pieces and burned out.

"Ugh..."

Seeing this scene, everyone at the entrance outside the hall all shook their heads and sighed, Wu Ming's defensive screen was forced, and there was no suspense left.

"Brother Wu, you lost. ”

Tearing up the screen, Han Feng said with a smile.

"Is it..."

Wu Ming smiled faintly, and at the same time, his hand was facing forward, gently pulling it back.

"Huh?"

Hearing Wu Ming's response, Han Feng first sneered, but before the smile could melt, his back was suddenly cold, his hair stood upside down, and he suddenly looked back, the spear of the Yuan Soul, I don't know when it had turned around, and the tip of the dragon head spear was facing his latter's heart, and stabbed it fiercely.

Everything is happening between the lights and the fire.

The sudden scene, everyone did not react, Han Feng's face at this moment also appeared a touch of shock, is the latter planning to change injuries for injuries? However, he is not so stupid.

The flame palm, which was only half a foot away from Wu Ming's forehead, suddenly stopped, and with the latter's sudden turn, it quickly retracted, and then, with the dragon soul spear that had already flown over behind him, he pushed it out head-on.

"Bang. ”

The flame palm collided with the spear of the dragon soul again, but this time Han Feng did not stalemate with him, after blocking the attack with one palm, a loach drilled, and the body swung strangely flexibly, and the body was trained with true qi, and quickly retreated.

Because he felt an extremely cold aura surging behind him, and his instincts for so many years told him that if he was hit by that extremely cold aura, he would probably be very sad.

"What's that?"

After retreating a hundred steps, his figure slowly fell, Han Feng's face at the moment was extremely cold, and his eyes were staring at Wu Ming's sleeve robe not far away, with some heart palpitations.

"It's a pity. ”

Wu Ming's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't expect the latter to react really quickly, and the latter, who hadn't waited for him to exert his strength, had already noticed it, shook his head slightly, and sighed lightly, Wu Ming quietly dispersed the cold air in his sleeve robe, and everyone didn't notice it.

"Wow. ”

Although he didn't see who won and who lost at this time, Han Feng actually made a violent retreat, but everyone let out an exclamation, and the scene was in an uproar.

"This Wu Ming has two brushes, and it seems that his peculiar Yuan Soul has improved his combat power a lot. ”

The handsome man in the brocade robe at the door looked at Wu Ming with his eyes, showing a few colors of great interest, and pursed his lips, he could see that the latter relied on the power of the Yuan Soul in the early stage of the Yuan Reality Realm to fight against the middle stage of the Qi Refining Realm without falling behind, and as for why the latter would burst out, it could also be because of this.

The black-robed man on the side, his eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't speak, and his face was still cold.

"How could he force his brother back?!" Han Yun's eyes were shocked, and he really couldn't think of why.

And among those big guys, Han Tianxiao's face was a little gloomy at the moment, not very good-looking, Han Feng did not take it down when the level suppressed the other party, obviously he was not satisfied with Han Feng's performance.