"Holy Might, God is coming!" After speaking, the Holy Lord raised his palm violently, and then slashed it in the air.

A huge pillar of thunder flew down from above the Nine Heavens with Endless Heavenly Might, pierced through the void, and fell towards the head of the Wind Light Feather.

"Old horseman, you really want to fight with me!" Feng Qingyu scolded and slapped his palm again.

There was a loud "boom" sound, and the huge thunder pillar burst open in mid-air, and the 10,000-point blue electric snake flew out in all directions and disappeared into the endless void.

This time, the Holy Lord was finally shocked back three steps, but Feng Qingyu took seven or eight steps back again and again before he could barely stabilize his figure.

Speaking of which, such strength is terrifying enough, looking at the entire continent, there are not too many people who can match him, but unfortunately, he is still inferior to the Holy Lord after all.

The Holy Lord didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, and with a wave of his palm, another pillar of thunder pierced through the void and smashed towards Feng Qingyu's head.

"Old horseman, you're not endless, are you really a good bully when I'm a fat man?" Feng Qingyu roared angrily and slapped it out again.

There was a loud roar, the electric snake flew, and the thunder pillar was broken again, this time, the Holy Lord withdrew a few zhang, but Feng Qingyu rolled like a meat ball and flew out more than ten zhang.

"Ah, I'm fighting with you!" Feng Qingyu had never suffered such a big loss in his life, and he was completely aroused, and without waiting for the Holy Lord to strike first, he took the initiative to rush forward.

"Boom ......Boom" Thunder pillars fell one after another, and Feng Qingyu rushed towards the Holy Lord again and again, but was shocked again and again and flew back.

I don't know when it started, blood has oozed from his mouth, nose and ears, even his eyes have become blood-red, and his sword robe is also mottled with blood, but he still rushed towards the Holy Lord again and again.

And the Holy Lord's face also turned pale, and there were also traces of blood at the corners of his mouth, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured, but it was much easier than Feng Qingyu.

Seeing Feng Qingyu's almost crazy stalking, as well as the bloodstains, everyone was moved.

"Senior Feng!" Mu Hanyan's heart felt a sour pain, and his voice trembled slightly.

Although they have always refused to worship Feng Qingyu as a teacher, in fact, they have already been a master and apprentice, but they are just worried about his character. At this time, seeing him fighting desperately with the Holy Lord for himself, how could Mu Hanyan not be moved.

"Don't worry, baby apprentice, he can't be used as a teacher with this bit of strength, it's just a little skin injury, you just wait to see me drag him to death." Feng Qingyu wiped his mouth, still looking very grinning.

As if to prove that his injuries were not serious, and he had the capital to drag the Holy Lord to death, he also patted the fat on his chest hard.

"Hmph, don't be ashamed!" the Holy Lord sneered disdainfully.

"Shengwei, God is here!" With a wave of his palm, another pillar of thunder smashed down towards the wind light feather.

Feng Qingyu's repeated entanglement made him a little impatient, the power of this thunder pillar was obviously much greater than before, obviously trying to decide the victory with one move.

But Feng Qingyu didn't notice it, and still rushed towards it as before, regardless of it.

However, just as he rushed into the thunder pillar, he suddenly shouted out of his mouth: "Heaven and earth, seal the demon!"

An invisible barrier shrouded the Holy Lord's body. Unlike the last time when he fought with Mu Hanyan and the others, this time, the power of this enchantment was much greater, and even the Holy Lord's figure suddenly stagnated.

Of course, it was just a stagnant, and it was impossible to use this barrier to imprison the Holy Lord. As soon as the Holy Lord divided his hands, the enchantment that sealed the demons of heaven and earth was loosened.

But at the same time, Feng Qingyu's body suddenly erupted with a dazzling white light, like the sun at noon, stabbing people unable to open their eyes, and a huge force like a volcanic tsunami also erupted violently from his body.

"It's not good, I've been fooled!" The Holy Lord's heart sank, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but unfortunately it was too late.

In an instant, he was overwhelmed by this force. With his strength, he would have had a chance to avoid it, but after being delayed for a moment by the enchantment of Heaven and Earth Sealing Demons, he lost his only chance.

"Boom ......" still thundered in his ears, but under that dazzling light, no one could see what was happening, and he could only feel that under that huge force, the barrier trembled violently again.

Finally, the light dissipated, and the figures of Feng Qingyu and the Holy Lord appeared in front of them again.

At this time, the wind light feather was ragged and scattered, and the fleshy figure was a little smaller, and the body was covered with scars, and every wound was a blur of flesh and blood, as if it had been hit by a boulder thrown by a trebuchet, and it was not just smashed once, but it was smashed back and forth, left and right.

Looking at the shocking scars, everyone knew that he was a wound left by his self-detonating energy.

The Holy Lord's sword robe was also blown to pieces, covered in blood, maybe a little better than Feng Qingyu, but he was also seriously injured.

"Hehe, old fellow, now you know how powerful my wind and fat man are. The fat man said with a smug smile as he gulped out blood.

"You, such a ruthless method!" said the Holy Lord through gritted teeth.

It wasn't until now that he reacted, when he fought before, Feng Qingyu's embarrassment was pretended, in order to make him paralyzed and careless. And he really fell for the plan, but he moved a little slower under his Heaven and Earth Demon Sealing Barrier, and he ended up like this.

However, the wind light feather exploded with strength, but the price paid was even greater, and it was likely to hurt the foundation. For ordinary cultivators, talent and diligence are the most important, but to be able to cultivate to their level, talent and diligence are not the most important, the most important thing is chance, without chance and adventure, no matter how good the talent is, no matter how diligent it is, it is impossible to have such strength as theirs.

It is precisely because their strength is so hard-won that they cherish their feathers more than ordinary people, and they will never easily take cultivation as a risk, let alone take the foundation of cultivation.

The Holy Lord never expected that Feng Qingyu would have such ruthlessness, his self-detonation strength was seriously injured, his strength was greatly damaged, not to mention that he didn't even care about the cultivation foundation.

"If you're not ruthless, how can I hurt you, ahem. Feng Qingyu smiled proudly and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood foam.

"Old fellow, now that we are all seriously injured, do we want to fight again?" then, Feng Qingyu said defiantly.

I have to say that in addition to being obscene, this fat man also has a major characteristic, that is, arrogance, even if he is seriously injured.

"Do you really think that if you don't want to cultivate with all your might, you can really stop me?" the Holy Lord straightened up and said slowly.