Among the five elements of spiritual power, the most explosive power is the fire system, the sharp and impenetrable is the gold system, and the first to push the earth system in terms of defense. These three systems are the first choice of spiritual cultivators in the battle, while the water system and the wood system are relatively mild types among the five elements.

In particular, the wood system is mainly used in the five elements to heal support, and is rarely used in battles.

Therefore, in the duel, the wood-based spiritual power itself has lost a lot of aggressiveness, and Feng Qing's main use is to restrain the wood-based fire-based spiritual power, which has greatly narrowed the level difference between Feng Qing and Mu Zan.

On top of that, Muzan clearly didn't have the Biling Stone Scepter at all.

Judging from Feng Qing's guess, the Biling Stone Scepter was not a spirit weapon suitable for duel battles at all. And Mu Zan relied too much on the Lingbi Stone Scepter at the beginning, which allowed Feng Qing to seize the opportunity.

Once Mu Zan completely reacted and relied on the Biling Stone Scepter again, it would be tantamount to abandoning his own force, and it would be even more difficult for Feng Qing to regain control of the scene.

These thoughts flashed quickly in Feng Qing's heart, and Feng Qing had already made a decision in his mind after being smashed by Mu Zan.

"Muzhu Fire, since you have to use these vines to entangle me, then burn them all for me!"

After that, Feng Qing completely transferred the only small half of the fire spiritual power left in his body into the tip of Feng Ling's sword, and the huge fire phoenix rose into the sky behind Feng Qing again.

"Phoenix Dance Nine Days!"

The huge fire phoenix reappeared in the eyes of everyone, and even Mu Zan couldn't believe that Feng Qing could use it again after using such a spiritual skill that consumed such fire spiritual power once!

Is it true that her spiritual power is inexhaustible?

The spiritual power reserves of ordinary spiritual cultivators Dantian Snow Mountain are much the same, and they basically have a rough estimate of the opponent's spiritual power output. In Mu Zan's opinion, Feng Qing, who had used the spiritual skills that had completely reached the middle level of the immortal product twice, had already exhausted his fire spiritual power.

That's why he dared to use the wood spiritual power to attack so much!

Who knows, Feng Qing can even summon Feng Wu for nine days once!

This is an immortal pinnacle spiritual skill that even the Blue Spirit Stone Guardian Light Shield can directly shatter!

Seeing the fire phoenix hovering in the air, Mu Zan really had the intention of retreating.

When he was watching, Mu Zan saw Feng Qing's strength, but the feelings from this bystander were far less impressive than those he really faced.

Feng Qing, again and again, made Mu Zan's predictions all come to naught.

That feeling of being helpless, and even wrapped in three points of despair, made Mu Zan have the intention of retreating at this time.

Mu Zan originally wanted to continue to rush forward, but the action of completely eliminating Feng Qing with melee combat also came to an abrupt end, and then the Biling Stone in his hand began to emit a soft blue-green light, enveloping the huge vines around him.

No way!

He couldn't let his spiritual power be completely devoured by this fire phoenix again, he had to retreat!

Feng Qing saw Mu Zan's movements, and didn't know what the other party was thinking.

Misestimating the strength of your opponent can be fatal in battle. Mu Zan couldn't detect her spiritual power reserves, and this battle was useless for Mu Zan, who had already had a little awe of Feng Qing in the previous battle, so he added a heavy burden to his heart.

With the intention of retreating, the chance of winning this duel has been lost.

Feng Qing didn't mean to let go of the other party at all, and the Feng Ling sword in his hand directly pointed at the intertwined and more and more lush vines below: "Burn!" Burn them all for me! ”

Didn't he Muzan want to win her? Then let him completely despair under her fire-based spiritual power!

Feng Qing's eyes shone brightly, and her entire face was dyed red under the red flames of the fire phoenix, making her look like a goddess of golden armor coming from the fire.

The fire phoenix let out a roar and swooped down, and the flames brought up by its huge tail feathers must have enveloped all the vines wherever it went, and began to burn.

Gentle wood-based spiritual power, how can you make the opponent of the irascible fire-based spiritual power.

Feng Qing is a person who can fight beyond the level, and in her eyes, it is indeed extremely difficult to climb the peak of the Spirit King Realm, but the seventh level of the Spirit King Realm like Mu Zan, to be honest, she didn't pay too much attention to it.

What's more, Mu Zan's melee combat is still known for his strength, and it can't complement his wood spiritual power at all.

"Whoever does not respect the duel will be abandoned by the god of victory." Feng Qing's eyes stared at Mu Zan sharply, and the Feng Ling Sword in his hand didn't know when it had been put away: "Golden Technique, Thirteen Needles!" ”

Her hands were sealed, and thirteen golden rays of light appeared in her palms.

Then he shot sharply around Muzan's body.

Mu Zan was horrified, and used the scepter to separate the surrounding golden needles, and where they collided, they easily drew a filiment-like spatial crack. The terrifying thing is that these golden needles seem to have consciousness, and they can also safely shuttle through the spatial cracks, and then go towards Muzan again.

Mu Zan condensed the spiritual power of the wood system and turned into a big tree, and the golden needle could easily drill through the big tree. Turned into vines, the golden needles are like nothing.

In the end, a golden needle finally passed through the layers of obstacles in his resistance and went straight to the center of his eyebrows.

"I throw in the towel!"

The thin golden array suddenly stopped before Mu Zan's eyebrows and shivered.

"I ...... Throw in the towel, throw in the towel! ”

Mu Zan's eyes instantly turned into cross-eyed, staring closely at the golden needle hanging in front of his eyebrows, for fear that the golden needle would burrow into his body at any time.

He could see that this golden needle was under Feng Qing's control, and once it entered his body, he would definitely be in pain.

He didn't stumble on Feng Qing, and Feng Qing would definitely not let him go.

It's just a duel, and if he loses, he loses. Why ask for it.

Feng Qing's strength had already made Mu Zan extremely frightened, and he even had some doubts about whether he was wrong and should not have listened to Elder Mu Cha's words and come out to have this duel with Feng Qing.

"Throw in the towel?"

The two of them were suspended in the air, and under their feet were a sea of vines and flames that were scorched by the fire phoenix, leaving only a monstrous flame. Feng Qing's body was still suspended behind him, although it was a little dim, but it was still alive, staring at Mu Zan's fire phoenix tightly.

Feng Qing's golden armor faded, and there was a small metallic light in her palm, which was the spiritual power ball that controlled the thirteen stitches.

"Yes. I throw in the towel. After Mu Zan said that he had admitted defeat twice, he said that the third time was more agreeable: "This is a duel, not a duel of life and death." One side conceded defeat, and the duel was over. The young valley lord doesn't want to be crowned outside the duel, and forcibly embarrassment my reputation for Mu Zan, right? ”

Feng Qing sneered.

Sure enough, villains are villains all the time.

Even after losing, she used words to find her a little unhappy.

She's not that good-natured, though.

Since she was annoyed by the other party, she also had to make Mu Zan even more unhappy.

"Since you've lost, you have to add a little bit of weight. For most of the day, this young valley master has wasted spiritual power and elixir, and wasted time fighting with you, but he didn't get anything to add, and I made people laugh at it when it was spread. Feng Qing controlled the golden needle and approached Mu Zan's eyebrows even more: "Just the scepter in your hand, play with the Lord of Ben Shaogu." ”