In the Battle Spirit Academy where the snow was raised, the rainbow light hysterically swept the scene of the battle, and the fighting spirit full of the talent characteristics of the seven systems was like a terrifying storm, thoroughly and clearly showing Duan Lie's strength that was enough to make people lose confidence.

"Boom!"

An old fist slammed into Qi Lu's chest under the bonus of the flame rhythm, and Qi Lu suddenly felt that he had become lighter than the flying snow, but the heavy blow in his chest was like being hit by a siege vehicle, and he flew out without any resistance.

"Wow!"

Zilu spat out a mouthful of blood, even with yesterday's overnight meal, he was shocked, he panicked, he was unbelievable, he couldn't believe his eyes.

He is also an eighth-level battle spirit, and the eighth-level war spirit can't even catch Duan Lie's punch, could it be that time stood still just now?

Or did it petrify itself and become a sculpture?

Watching Qi Lu walk out, the whole audience became silent, except for the seven-series fighting qi that was raging in the space, people's war spirits felt an inexplicable coercion descending on their dou roof, and this majesty actually spread out in a semi-circular state towards the dense crowd in front of them.

At the same time as Zilu flew out, he was not the only one who suffered......

Dozens of fighters around Qilu were all crushed by an inexplicable and powerful pressure, directly pressing them to the ground......

"Peng, Peng, Peng!"

At least a dozen people were crushed into flesh foam by this invisible force, and blood, internal organs, and brains flowed all over the ground, turning Duan Lie's feet into a crimson combination of blood and snow.

People smelled a foul smell and couldn't help but hold back their breath, but the smell spread like a plague......

"Damn, it's a spirit fighting technique, it's terrible, the crushing of invisible pressure, this should be the rule of gravity, this kid is against the sky." ”

The scene that could see that Duan Lie had used the Spirit Fighting Technique was nothing more than a few people, and among them, Ge Ming and Jacob took it for granted that they showed shocked expressions, that kind of emotion was as if they had seen a god of war appear, except for shock, only frightened.

"Spirit Fighting Technique, is it a Spirit Fighting Technique?

Everyone looked at each other, the spirit fighting technique, for them, it was only a rumored divine skill, but now Duan Lie's live interpretation can be very vivid without words.

When people knew that Duan Lie not only had the seven-line all-in-talent fighting qi, but also could also use spiritual fighting techniques, everyone was stupid.

Tokai stood beside Zilu, the hardest hit, a force that was almost twenty times his own weight that made him fall to his knees, and then he crawled to the ground like everyone else for only a second, and then he saw blood rushing towards him, nearly drowning him.

He still remembered that when he duel with Duan Lie, although the other party was a step ahead, he would be so strong and invincible, but now, Hu Hai finally understood that compared to Duan Lie in the past few years in the Youlan Battlefield, it was not worth mentioning like a child.

The current Duan Lie is completely above himself.

I didn't have the power to fight back at all.

Hu Hai struggled to raise his head, as if he was carrying a thousand catties of heavy burden, and his neck was a little unable to withstand the overwhelming pressure, but when he looked at Duan Lie, the other party just glanced at him lightly, and then swept over him with a disdainful look.

Damn, he didn't kill me? Why?

Am I so unworthy of his help?

Tokai didn't know why he had such aggrieved feelings, he would rather stay for a while now and beat himself to death, which also showed that he had a certain status in his heart and was still an enemy worth looking at.

But Duan Lie's gaze was so disdainful and contemptuous, he didn't even bother to make a move......

"Poof!" Extremely angry, Tokai was directly angry and spit out a mouthful of blood, and this mouthful of blood made his fighting spirit slack, against the great gravity, while his fighting spirit was sluggish, his back suddenly collapsed into a fist-sized nest......

Fortunately, it was not the part of the heart, otherwise Tokai would have died directly this time, but he knew that in this way, his internal organs had already been injured, and it was an irreparable wound.

Of course, Duan Lie didn't have time to pay attention to Tokai, in his opinion, this was just a small person, no matter how much hatred he had, it would be in vain.

Duan Lie didn't even bother to pay attention to it, he only had one purpose now, which was to beat Qi Lu to cripple and beat him until he couldn't move anymore.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

At the same time that the fighting spirit of the seven series all exploded, Qi Lu, who had always had the upper hand in the battle, instantly became a human target......

People's eyes are as big as bull's eyes, and people's mouths can stuff a duck egg, people can only look at Duan Lie just like usual training, holding Qi Lu to stage all kinds of low-level combat skills, these combat skills are not strong in training, but they found that when these combat skills are handed over to Duan Lie, every move will cause a fluctuation of energy.

This kind of fluctuation, called rhythm, is a kind of combat skill rule that is more precise than the subtle control of the fighting spirit, more frequent than the amplitude of the fighting spirit, and more skillful than the fighting spirit.

The rhythm caused by the amplitude of a thousand times of fighting qi can allow a low-level combat skill to obtain several times or dozens of times the multiplier power at different levels.

Moreover, under Duan Lie's gravity suppression, Qi Lu had no room to fight back at all, and there was not even any sign of fighting back.

Punch after punch, Zilu's body began to deform, from head to toe, there was no good place.

The blood spurted out mouthfuls one after another, like a master of performance art, writing a tragic picture with his life......

The roar was hour after hour, as if the messenger of Thunder Hell was punishing the culprit of evil......

It's crushing, complete crushing......

In this way, five minutes later, Zilu lay straight on the ground, motionless......

And where Duan Lie was standing, there were mountains of blood and corpses everywhere, and his gravity suppression acted on ordinary warriors at the level of a warrior, just like running over them directly with a stone grinder, as long as they didn't escape, they all turned into corpses......

The cold wind blew, as if the harsh winter climate was increased by hundreds of times, and the people who were freezing shivered, even with their fighting spirit, could not resist the severe cold......

Duan Lie put away the gravity suppression, ran back and forth at the scene with a swish, and then carried Hu Hai in one hand and Fang Jie in the other, and slammed it to the ground, and then said coldly: "Surrender immediately, or die......"