Seeing Yanluo's blow, even if he was as calm as snow Guhong, he couldn't help but be moved, after all, the last time he saw his genius daughter was half a year ago, when Yanluo was still concentrating on the late stage of the inscription, and he didn't have the energy to be distracted from learning these, but what was unexpected was that in just the past half a year, Yanluo not only steadily entered the late stage of the inscription, but also practiced the wolf soul fist to the sixth level!

However, Li Feng almost fainted, but Li Wanli did not show a panicked look, on the contrary, only a faint appreciation, after all, he also knew his son, although Yan Luo's fist power was powerful, it was not enough to determine the victory, because Li Feng also had a secret!

If Yanluo's colorful phantom butterfly is an unprecedentedly powerful inscription of the Snow Wolf Clan for thousands of years, then Li Feng's fire beaver is definitely the last one in the Tanuki Clan, because his inscription has mutated, and the fire beaver has condensed the flame elemental talisman!

Now Li Feng's whole body meridians are penetrated by Yan Luo's fist power, and if he wants to break free, he must break it with a huge blow, but in this case, Li Feng's body will also lose its ability to move, but Li Feng still moves.

I saw that his eyes flashed with blood, his hair turned red, and there was no wind automatically, and it emanated from his body with a scorching breath, and the evil aura rolled in, diffusing into a strange red-black mist.

What's even more frightening is that in this red and black mist, the spiritual power quickly condensed the phantom of a fire beaver, which was three points larger than an ordinary fire beaver, and if you look closely, you will find that there is a very smart rune on its forehead, as if it gathers the flame power of the whole body to the extreme, and it can burn one side in an instant.

Since the appearance of this fire civet, Li Feng's body has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the cold spiritual power that wrapped around him and sealed his acupuncture points was swept away together, and the power of his mutated flame was extremely brutal, not only sweeping away the cold spiritual power, but also forcibly turning the other party into fuel,

Feeling the strong power of the other party, Yanluo couldn't help frowning, but the movements in her hand did not stop, on the contrary, the force was a little heavier.

Yan Luo used her spiritual power to stimulate the qi and blood of her whole body, and with a scream, a colorful phantom butterfly flew out from behind her. This colorful phantom butterfly flies and rushes, like a fish flying shallow bottom, smart and extraordinary, and like a goshawk fluttering rabbit, moving forward.

The Phantom Butterfly Dance that she used when she fought against Zhong Yue a few days ago only used four points of strength, but Rao still forced Zhong Yue to use the flying locust blade to dodge, this time Yanluo already knew the strength of Li Feng, so she used all her strength to use the "Phantom Butterfly Dance" at this time, in order to defeat Li Feng Fire Beaver when it had not fully demonstrated its strength.

But her plan was obviously about to fail, because Li Feng's fire beaver inscription had already been shot at the same time.

On the flame talisman, a touch of red flashed, and then, the yang qi formed a flame tornado and swept in, the fire was mighty, burning everything, the wind was strong, and the situation was reversed!

No matter how agile and swift the colorful phantom butterfly of Yanluo is, it still can't escape the control of this tornado formed by the strange fire.

In the wind and flames, the colorful phantom butterfly is like a wisp of feathers, which will be burned and crushed at any time, and the strength of Yanluo itself is one level worse than Li Feng, and self-protection is already exhausted, and it is impossible to escape if you want to be distracted and create a spatial crack.

But Yanluo never admits defeat easily, and Li Feng has to continuously urge the flame spiritual power, which is greater than her consumption, and now is the time to hold on longer than anyone else, as long as Li Feng has even the slightest slackness, then she can use her ability to penetrate the fist power from the opponent's back and break up the fire beaver inscription!

Li Feng's face also appeared tired at this moment, although the strange fire used by the flame yuan fu was powerful, but he did not fully grasp it, and it was only three months since this abnormal change appeared, and he could not collect and release the different fire freely, only knowing that when he was in danger, the flame yuan fu would appear, but its consumption was also extremely terrifying, if he couldn't distinguish the winner in a short period of time, then even if he won in the end, he would overdraft his body, which was extremely unfavorable to the dangerous Ice Emperor Sacrifice behind.

Both of them gritted their teeth and persevered, the taste of excessive spiritual power loss was extremely uncomfortable, and now the comparison was whose perseverance was stronger.

Xue Guhong looked at Yanluo's stubborn face with sweat dripping from the size of a bean, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart, he didn't want both sides to lose, after all, this was just a competition, there was no need to cause Yanluo's spiritual power to be overdrawn because of this, but he just wanted to speak, and when he saw Yanluo's resolute eyes, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

As for Li Wanli, the same was true, he saw that Li Feng already had a trembling body, and a different color flashed in his eyes, but admitting defeat was only a flash, and he was completely wiped out by him. Needless to say, this competition is about the glory of the raccoon clan, even Li Feng's strong character, and he is never willing to say the word admit defeat, besides, Li Feng is the Great Perfection of the Inscription Realm, and Yanluo is only in the late stage of the Inscription Realm, so if it is consumed, Li Feng has an eighty percent chance of winning.

The others present also held their breath and focused all their energy on the two of them, and as time passed, a look of worry appeared on the faces of the two clansmen, after all, the more time passed, the more it was consumed, and if there was a defeat for both sides, it would be a result that both sides could not see far away.

Among the people watching the battle now, the only one who is not worried is Li Yuya, because she knows Li Feng's strength well, and so far Li Feng still has a hidden move, and this move is enough to determine the situation, and the strength of Li Feng's inscription Great Perfection could have had a great advantage, but Li Feng did not have a strong oppression, in order to find an opportunity to defeat the enemy with one move.

Of course, Li Feng is not particularly proficient in the use of flame talismans, and it is unknown that he needs Yanluo to make a whetstone.

At the twentieth inhalation time insisted on by both sides, Yan Luo keenly saw that Li Feng's right foot showed signs of weakness, and the pressure on her body was also eased a little, so she did not hesitate to use her spiritual power, hit the body of the colorful phantom butterfly, making it extremely sharp, and then turned into a sword and stabbed Li Feng with the momentum of thunder.

"Seven Illusions Sword Dance!"

The colorful phantom butterfly turned into seven huge lightsabers, the sword qi exploded, and the layers of light curtains suffocated the raging flames around them, and with a roar, the sword qi suddenly leaked like mercury, and there was no way to dodge, like Mount Tai falling, extremely fierce.

At this time, Yanluo's most powerful blow used the colorful phantom butterfly as the medium, turning the spiritual power into substance, and vividly showing the attributes of the colorful phantom butterfly between space and entity, so that the strongest sword slashed down, and there was no way to dodge, annihilating vitality!

However, this is the moment that Li Feng was waiting for.

His eyes were like electricity, and at the moment when Yan Luo used the Seven Illusions Sword Dance, the spiritual power of his whole body condensed and evolved into a flame spear, and the scorching fire on the spear rose to the sky, surging, as if to burn the sun, this is his stunt - the scorching spear!

Luo has the strongest blow, Li Feng also has it, it's not that he can't win just by competing for spiritual power consumption, but this kind of victory is not what he wants, what he wants is a complete victory, and he must further familiarize himself with the power of the Flame Yuan Fu, only by merging and penetrating, then he can hope to squeeze into the top ten among the geniuses of all races in the Ice Emperor Sacrifice.

Sure enough, the scorching spear was extraordinary, the tip of the spear pierced, and it pierced through at once, and all six long swords in the Seven Illusions Sword Dance collapsed, and this force immediately fed back to Yanluo's body, making the latter's whole body tremble, and the six long swords turned into flying ashes, and they could no longer condense, only one of the largest main swords was still barely maintained, but the sword body still appeared densely cracked, and perhaps defeat was only a matter of snapping a finger.

Xue Guhong's face showed unprecedented worry, the Seven Illusion Sword Dance was the most powerful attack method of the Seven Colored Illusion Butterfly in the Inscription Realm, and it was also a weapon that evolved with the Inscription, if the main sword was shattered, it would definitely be an irreparable damage to Yanluo, and he would never allow this to happen, so he immediately spoke: "Stop." ”

But, it's still too late.

Yan Luo had already taken out a weapon at this moment, the short blade of the peak of the spiritual weapon, the white fang.

The shape of this short blade is ordinary, not far from the flying locust, the only difference is the color, it is covered with pure white, and the tip of the blade does not deliberately make a blood groove, but Rao is so, it still gives people a sense of extreme danger.

Yanluo has a strong nature, until the last moment, she will never give up, since she has the spirit weapon "White Fang" in her hand, then she will fight to lose both.

White Fang and the Scorching Spear collided directly, and Yan Luo immediately felt that between this collision, the White Fang's sword body was violently shaken, and at the same time, the Scorching Spear was also subjected to strong resistance, making it unable to advance any further.

Li Feng's eyes also flashed a hint of fierceness, he couldn't imagine that Yanluo actually had such a powerful weapon, but at this time, it was impossible for him to give up and accept defeat, gritting his teeth fiercely, Li Feng urged the scorching spear again, and the spear body turned around, and it blocked the white fang blade to death, and then the entire body of the scorching spear emitted boundless light.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the invisible concussive power turned all the scorching spears into powder, and at the same time, this concussive power was directly transmitted to the White Fang Blade, like lightning striking wood, and it exploded in an instant!

Yanluo's hand holding White Fang shook violently, and she took it off directly with just one shot, and then she felt the flames pierce her whole body, as if she was going to be burned to death in the next moment!

The incomparable darkness shrouded her, and the thick blood made her sink into it, unable to move, unable to shout, unable to see or hear, at this time, the boundless darkness was the breath of death.

Xue Guhong had already flown to Yanluo's side at this time, although he didn't have time to stop the two from fighting, but he was still able to save Yanluo at the last moment, only to see him raise his hand, and suddenly layers of light curtains appeared, rushing into Yanluo's body, dispelling the darkness, and pulling her back from the darkness.

On the other hand, Li Feng, he also pushed more than a dozen steps, red blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, and the damage caused by the scorching spear bursting was equally huge, but with his strong physical fitness and strong spiritual power, he still resisted it alive.

The winner is decided.

Yanluo, who borrowed the spirit weapon, was knocked away head-on by Li Feng, which can be described as a complete defeat.

"The Snow Wolf Clan is really rich, and any person who comes out actually has a spiritual weapon, and it doesn't seem to be low in grade, I said Xue Guhong, you are really willing to do it, if my raccoon clan has this kind of weapon, it will definitely be used in the killing of the Ice Emperor Sacrifice, and it is absolutely reluctant to show it off in ordinary competitions. Li Wanli looked at Xue Guhong, who was protecting his daughter in the field, and said sarcastically.

Yan Luo's spiritual weapon was that he was blushing when he saw it, but he was definitely embarrassed to behave too much, so he could only ridicule Xue Guhong openly and secretly that he couldn't afford to lose, and the clan even took out a weapon of this level.

Xue Guhong didn't pay attention to him, but focused on observing his daughter's injury, and only after making sure that Yanluo was okay did he say lightly: "We lost this game." ”

After Xue Guhong finished speaking, he didn't say who the next person to go up was, because he was hesitating, because the people present no longer had the descendants of the Inscription Realm, even Xue Tianling, who was infinitely close to the Inscription, was not the enemy of the other party, and the other party was still seriously injured, if they were all defeated, the morale of the Snow Wolf Clan would be greatly hit.

But he didn't say anything, Li Wanli climbed up the pole even more, and asked: "Well, the snow patriarch is really high-spirited, and he sees the victory and defeat so lightly, I don't know which young talent will be the next nobleman to play?" Li Feng is already the strongest of my raccoon clan juniors, and his strength is now seven out of ten, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win the nobles, if Li Feng loses, then my raccoon clan is afraid that I will lose another nobleman this time." ”

Li Wanli said gloomily, his words are hidden in the needle, that is, to force you Xue Guhong to call someone up, and be defeated by his "seriously injured" son in one move, and then lose face.

Xue Guhong's face was embarrassed, how could he not know Li Wanli's thoughts, but he couldn't help it if his momentum was weaker than others, but after looking at the remaining people in the lower clan, everyone unconsciously bowed their heads when they touched his gaze, and they didn't have any confidence at all.

"Xue Tianling, you ・・・・・・"

"Wait. ”

Just when Xue Guhong reluctantly called out Xue Tianling's name, an indifferent voice sounded, and everyone present looked at the place where the voice came from.

This person is Zhong Yue, it took him too much time to wake up from the life wheel tree space, but fortunately, he didn't miss it, and at the most critical moment, he felt that Xue Guhong was freed from the dilemma.