Luoyun's face was solemn, this guy's strength is really genuine, judging from this hand, being able to control spiritual power to such a point is no longer lost to any real martial artist of the Spirit King Realm.

The spiritual attack sent out kept spinning, and it looked like it was going around a twisted flower.

With a flutter of wings behind his back, he stepped on the spirit snake in the void, and kept stepping in the gap of Wang Yifei's attack, without touching the slightest edge at all.

Seeing that Luoyun avoided his attack and started a guerrilla attack, Wang Yifei felt very uncomfortable.

In the previous battle, he also felt that Luoyun had very good body and martial arts, but now that he felt it personally, he was much stronger than before.

"The body and martial arts skills are good, so how about we compare?" After Wang Yifei finished speaking, he also stepped out of the air, without the elegant, unpredictable feeling of falling clouds, but it was very like a stormy wave, magnificent, like a divine dragon, swinging from side to side, moving so fast, it was the heads of those sects on the high platform that made it amazing.

"Sect Master. ”

"This falling cloud is not simple!. Lu Zhengqiang said this, but his face was very calm.

Both sides are supported by body martial arts, which is a few points faster in speed, although the distance between the two is very close, but under the high-speed operation, they still have to attack, and in order not to waste too much spiritual power, they also have to make every blow very accurate.

"It's worthy of being the first person in the past hundred years, the strength is really good, how about taking my move?" Luoyun laughed, waved his arm, and the chasing gun was already clenched in his hand, and it showed a very weird angle.

"Boom!"

This was not the sound of martial arts colliding, but the muffled sound of the dark blue spiritual power in Luoyun's body colliding with the spiritual power of the surrounding space because it was running too fast.

The spiritual power like flowing water was instantly injected into the life-chasing spear, and with a fierce wave of one hand, the life-chasing spear took out a long line of training, like a flying immortal outside the sky.

The dark blue spiritual power passed through the chasing spear, drawing a shocking energy wave, roaring out, with the sound of breaking the wind, rushing towards Wang Yifei's chest.

It's like a guided missile that is launched, extremely fast, and the distance is so short that there is no way to avoid it.

From the beginning of the battle between the two to the present, Luoyun has a very tough attitude, he knows that he can't make a little mistake, and he knows that every martial artist with superior strength has absolutely first-class control over the rhythm of the battle.

Wang Yifei is definitely not just growing up in the sect.

Because Luoyun is a master of combat rhythm control, he knows very well that if he takes half a step back, it means that he is a little weaker in momentum, if the opponent is sharp-eyed, if the opponent suddenly changes his moves at that time, then Luoyun can only passively accept the move, then the rhythm of the battle is very likely to be controlled by the other party, and his own strength will be lower than the other party, if such a situation occurs again, Luoyun knows that he will definitely lose.

Therefore, Luoyun's style of play is to fight, to challenge the opponent with a fighting style, so that he can not use his hole cards handily.

"How is it possible!" Wang Yifei was also wondering in his heart, Luoyun's performance was completely beyond his cognition of ordinary spirit general realm martial artists, and even he had seen a lot of spirit general realm martial artists with the ability to challenge beyond the level, and he had also seen other people's moves, but at this moment, Luoyun was rushing towards him without hesitation, looking very reckless, but it was different from that kind of desperate Saburo's style of play.

Feeling the attack power carried by Luoyun's blow, Wang Yifei waved the long sword in his hand, which was in front of his chest, to resist the blow, but he only took a step back, which showed that his long sword was definitely a high-grade product.

"Doomsday Meteor!"

At the same time as he took a step back, his wrist was again, and one after another illusory long swords composed of spiritual power, which were the same shape as the long sword in his hand, were also flying towards Luoyun, and it was not one or two, there were actually dozens of illusory long swords, it can be seen that Wang Yifei's spiritual power is also super powerful, otherwise it would not be able to support him to use it like this.

"The second type of the Eight Desolation Guns, Broken Sweep!" Luoyun shouted softly, and the chasing gun stretched forward, flying and impacting.

An almost materialized broken spear broke out and slammed into the dozens of long swords that came head-on, like a huge wave.

Everywhere he passed, all the long swords were struck in half by one blow, but because there were too many of them, and the opponent's spiritual power was also very strong, Luoyun's move was not all scattered, and there were still two long swords that rushed at the same speed.

After the first blow, Luoyun couldn't condense the spiritual power again to carry out the second attack, and at this level of combat consumption, every move and style had to be advanced in advance.

As a last resort, Luoyun can only choose passive defense.

The phantom wings on their backs crossed each other in front of them, defending themselves.

"Boom...!"

After two violent collision sounds, Luoyun retreated more than ten meters, because the phantom wings were used for defense, he also lost the ability to fly, fell to the ground, and his feet drew two deep ravines on the ground, it can be seen that Wang Yifei's attack is fierce, this is two attacks, his move has dozens of continuous attacks! Just imagine, if Luoyun failed to resist those long swords, all of them attacked, what would have happened.

Judging from this confrontation, Luoyun's move that did not use a martial art was resisted and attacked, but the martial art used by Liuyunfei was to knock Qin Tian back dozens of meters.

Luoyun adjusted his breathing, and this move was almost shocked and didn't come up in one breath.

But he knew that this was definitely not the time to catch his breath. I must find an opportunity to make a move, otherwise I can only be beaten passively.

"Shadow Dance Thorn!" Luoyun snorted softly again, and the gun went with him, like a swimming dragon.

"Up!"

The people in the stands, and the scattered cultivators around them who came to see the excitement all opened their mouths in surprise! The battle between the two was completely epic, and such a battle scene was even their own fantasy.

Because the competition between these two people, whether it is the competition in moves at the beginning, or the competition in body skills, or the use of martial arts now, they have undoubtedly reached a very peak level.

Wang Yifei also seemed to know that this attack was very strong, or that sword that was a bit of a pretending to be forced.

From the very beginning, Luoyun visually has a weapon that is not useful, although Luoyun has this feeling, but he has not forgotten the identity of the other party, this long sword is undoubtedly at the peak spirit weapon level, and even this sword gives people a stronger feeling. Luoyun even speculated if it was a legendary Horcrux.

"Sword Dance in the Sky!" Wang Yifei said flatly, as if he didn't seem to use all his strength.

The sky was full of flying swords, and with the tip of Wang Yifei's sword, all the sharp swords burst out towards the real and false broken spears in front of him.

"Boom, boom!" Both sides are all group attack martial arts, and the sound of non-stop collision with each other is endless.

This move of both sides is not a special defensive move, so there will still be a little attack that penetrates the opponent's defense circle and attacks you.