"Arrogance! How can you comprehend the power of spirits? ”

His eyes were cold, his breath soared, Yan Feiyang's footsteps slashed, and he disappeared in place with a flick of his fingers, leaving a faint red glow.

"Whoosh!"

A faint sonic boom exploded, and Yan Feiyang at this moment was extremely fast, like an arrow from a string, rushing to Su Daochen's approach before everyone could react.

"Bang!"

The fist covered with red mangs blasted out fiercely, and a strong coercion enveloped all directions, and many disciples turned pale, subconsciously retreating backwards, not daring to get too close at all.

"It's such a strong breath fluctuation, is this the true power of the spirit body after awakening? It's terrifying! ”

"This punch continues, I feel like my breathing is going to stagnate, if that person were me, I'm afraid I would have been blown up a long time ago."

"What should Su Daochen do now, he is dead both horizontally and vertically, even if he hid the realm before, even if he is now the existence of the spirit realm, but against the awakened spirit body, there is absolutely no chance!"

"That's true, the gap between the spirit body before and after the awakening is like a cloud and mud, unless Su Daochen's Sanyang spirit body also awakens in this battle, he will definitely die!"

On and off the stage, the fierce discussion became louder and louder, and some people's faces were still stained with fear that had not retreated.

Almost everyone thought that Su Daochen was dead, and even the old man Yang Jingchun, who was originally safe and leisurely, was not calm at the moment, his eyes were slightly condensed, and his breathing was a little short.

Everyone's thoughts only happened for a moment, and at the same time, Su Daochen stood in the ring, unmoving, and also blasted out with a punch.

Only this time, he was forced back a few feet away!

"Come again! I want to see if you can resist me a few tricks! ”

With a loud shout, the corners of his mouth outlined a touch of banter, Yan Feiyang bullied himself and punched out several times in succession.

Suddenly, the true yuan in the air above the ring shook, the aura surged, and all kinds of fist shadows and palm shadows collided with each other, like a tsunami flipping, causing bursts of roar.

Dust and smoke are filled, and sand is flying.

The two figures flew up one after another, accompanied by a deafening impact sound, hitting back and forth, but gradually, Su Daochen was at a disadvantage and could only defend passively.

Under the nervous gaze of everyone, Su Daochen had been forced to retreat to the corner of the ring, precarious, and there was no way to retreat.

If you take a step back, you will fall!

But this is a fight of life and death, even if you fall, you can't get rid of the result, and it is likely that you will be caught by the opponent because of a temporary imbalance in your body and lose your life.

At the critical moment, Su Daochen flicked his neck, and he was able to avoid the fist.

He was on one side, his footsteps flashed slightly, and he instantly opened the distance.

"Hide? See where you can hide! ”

After swinging into the air one after another, Yan Feiyang's face was a little ugly, and he couldn't take Su Daochen for a long time, which was a little unacceptable to him.

Shout!

As soon as his body sank, the ground under his feet was instantly shattered, and Yan Feiyang instantly ejected and rushed out.

The red armor around the body shimmered a little, smeared with a faint light in the air, and it looked very visually impactful.

"Hehe, do you think this son can't guess your thoughts? What stupidity! To tell you the truth, when I am fully opened, not only my speed and strength have increased by 50%, but even the absorption speed of spiritual energy is the same! ”

"Do you want to wait for the world to burn out in order to seek a counterattack? It's just wishful thinking! ”

As if sensing something, Yan Feiyang looked at him with a sneering expression, and the speed of his fist was much faster, even with an inexplicable afterimage.

But as time went by, everyone's thoughts were slightly deviated, and the mood was a little messy.

They were stunned and even shocked to find that Su Daochen was still strong!

That's right.

Under Yan Feiyang's storm-like offensive, Su Daochen was like a remnant fire in the wind every time, swaying and almost extinguished.

Every time he avoided the past dangerously, if he could accept it once or twice, but after hundreds of rounds in a row, he was still calm and unscathed, which made everyone incomprehensible, and his mood was even more difficult to calm down!

In the eyes of some big people, Su Daochen has become a little vague and mysterious.

They really noticed that the latter had gone from a little messy at the beginning to a smooth walk now, and even in the end they only needed to move a few steps to dodge the attack.

Is this a coincidence, or is it inevitable?

No one has a bottom in their hearts, and more people tend to be incredulous, or difficult to accept.

Something that even these powerhouses of the second realm of martial arts couldn't do happened to a fifteen-year-old boy, which sounded a bit fantastical.

Different from the thoughts of some big people, the Yunyang City Lord couldn't help but applaud, and his heart was a little agitated.

"What a subtle move! Walking calmly, not a single point, not a lot, but just avoiding the offensive, it is like a divine help! This boy is not simple! ”

Listening to his father's unrelenting praise, Yun Qinglan's Gujing Wubo's eyes flashed, and his eyes froze in the ring like a fluttering figure, flowing with inexplicable brilliance.

At this moment, Su Daochen, who was originally dodging, suddenly stopped and looked ahead quietly.

"What, don't hide? I thought you were going to be a turtle with a shrunken head for the rest of your life! ”

With a sneer, Yan Feiyang's chest rose and fell, and the dignity of his pride was a little heavy because he couldn't attack it for a long time, and his face was even more painful.

He obviously felt that his strength and speed were stronger than Su Daochen's, but when he really fought, every punch seemed to hit cotton, and the important weaknesses were all prevented by Su Daochen, which made him want to vomit blood.

Hide?

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, Su Daochen's eyes slowly raised, and a brilliant light reflected.

It was a confidence that bordered on indifference!

"The cultivation of the body method is acceptable, and it just happens to be almost tempted, it's time to end."

His face froze, Yan Feiyang seemed to can't believe his ears, what did he hear?

Body cultivation, temptation?

According to the meaning, Su Daochen was just using him as a whetstone just now? So what was he just now? Are you angry and angry......

It's impossible!

The brows were deeply locked, the blue tendons between the foreheads were bursting up, and the originally handsome face was a little scary at the moment.

"Ant-like thing, no kidding! You're just a waste that no one wants, a mortal body that doesn't even have a spirit bone, you ..... What qualifies you to beat me! ”

The voice was almost furious and bloody, Yan Feiyang's breathing was quite disordered, but at the same time, a terrifying murderous roar roared out, and he was completely crazy!

From the beginning to the present, he has not taken Su Daochen in his eyes from beginning to end.

For him, a waste that he couldn't even catch with a punch in the past can't turn the sky upside down!

What's more, he dug up the latter's spirit bones and awakened his own spirit body, and he was even more fearless, and he was born in the clouds!

At this moment, in his heart, there is only one thought, at all costs, at all means, to kill Su Daochen!

Sonor!

The heavy metal trembled sound, and Yan Feiyang suddenly had a black knife in his hand, the blade was as black as ink, glowing with a deep luster, which was very extraordinary.

"Buzz!"

The blade trembled slightly, and the true element wrapped around it made a slight abnormal sound, and then the blade emitted a condensed light, and the faint red color was like a remnant sunset, which made people's hearts palpitate.

The breath was bulging, the robe was raised violently, Yan Feiyang's pupils were bloodshot, his hands were tightly gripping the hilt of the knife, and when his head slashed down, his voice roared:

"Knives... Break... Mountain... Sea! ”