Everyone got out of the way and stood on the periphery, looking at Yuwen Changsheng and Yu Wenhua, who were only standing there at the moment, and they all held their breath and waited for a duel to begin.

"Yuwen Changsheng, this is your own fault, you can't blame anyone." Yu culture and exercises operated, and on the side of the face, a simple mantra appeared.

"Spell lines? This guy seemed to have the strength to break through the twelve canons many days ago, but now he has broken through to the early stage of the Spirit Forging Realm? Feeling the coercion of Yu culture and the magic power emanating, Yuwen Changsheng's eyes closed slightly.

Yu Wenhua and a low roar, from his body, a tiger beast majesty slowly precipitated, a tiger-shaped phantom, is gradually covering Yu Wenhua and the surrounding body.

"Beginner Intermediate Spell Skill: Tiger Storm Claw!"

In mantras, mantra techniques and mantras, as well as exercises during practice, are divided into four levels, from low to high, namely: beginner level, human level, earth level, and heavenly level.

Each level has upper, middle and lower grades.

In the opening stage of the Twelve Orthodox Realm, the mana held can cast the beginner-level low-grade spell technique, and when it reaches the Spirit Forging Realm, it can cast the beginner-level middle-grade spell technique, and so on.

But this is just a conventional division of phenomena, and for some people who are gifted and talented, it is common for them to skip the level of cultivation and cast spells.

In actual combat, in addition to looking at the cultivation of mana, the two sides also need to consider other aspects, such as the level of the exercises they practice, the level of spells they cast, as well as the degree of tempering of their own bodies, various adventure treasures, etc., which are the key to determining the victory or defeat.

If you are an unborn genius, you can also rely on your own perception to improve the existing exercises and spells, derive an improved version, and create your own set of powerful exercises and spells as the hole cards at the bottom of the box, so that the opponent is unable to guard against it.

Gongfa is a method of cultivating oneself and improving one's cultivation to the realm.

Theoretically, the higher the level of cultivation, the higher the achievement of cultivation in the future, but unfortunately, exercises such as those of similar levels are rare in the world, not to mention the heaven-level exercises that can be heard but not seen.

And spells, too.

At this moment, Yu Wenhua and the spell technique he cast, it is an ordinary spell skill in the Yuwen clan, and the mana required is not much, but the power cannot be ignored.

With the force under his feet, his body moved, and he didn't give Yuwen Changsheng any extra time to react, Yu Wenhua thought to himself, taking advantage of Yuwen Changsheng's time to cast the mantra talisman, he preemptively launched an attack on it, killing him with one move, without any delay.

In the crowd of onlookers, after knowing the details of Yuwen Changsheng, everyone thought that even if Yuwen culture and realm cultivation were not too high, after all, the situation of Yuwen Changsheng at this moment was inferior to even an ordinary person, whether it was mana, physique or soul power.

Therefore, for Yu Wenhua and the offensive shown, everyone has already made a judgment about the outcome of this duel in their hearts.

At this time, snowflakes suddenly floated in the air, and the cold wind blew, but it couldn't be cold in Yuwen Changsheng's eyes.

Among the people watching the game, Yuwen Ling'er was paying close attention to Yuwen Changsheng's situation on the field, but her evasive eyes always revealed the tension, fear and hesitation in her heart.

When the snowflakes fell, Murong Bai, who was beside Yuwen Ling'er, gently took off his coat, and then skillfully draped it on Yuwen Ling'er, this scene was also captured by Yuwen Changsheng, who was always watching Yuwen Ling'er.

"This kid doesn't even look at me in the right eye."

Seeing that Yuwen Changsheng hadn't looked at him since the duel began, even if he had already made a move, he didn't pay attention to it, Yuwen and his heart were slightly angry, but he didn't expect Yuwen Changsheng to despise himself so much.

What Keyu Culture didn't know was that in contrast, the anger in Yuwen Changsheng's heart at this time, if there was an entity, then this square would already be in flames.

Watching Murong Bai put on Yuwen Ling'er's coat, Yuwen Changsheng's hands were clenched tightly, the green tendons were bulging, almost about to burst, the red silk of the Dao filled his eyes, and a murderous aura filled his face.

"Yuwen Changsheng, see you in the next life!"

Yu Wenhua and his eyes were slightly cold, and the tiger claw in his hand cut the cold wind with a trace of qi, and jumped in front of Yuwen Changsheng's body, the mana surged, wrapped around the claws, and the strength of the early stage of the Forging Spirit Realm was fully displayed, facing the top of Yuwen Changsheng's head, and it slashed down.

The offensive has arrived, and some onlookers can't bear to look at it directly, so they have quietly turned their heads and dare not continue to look.

But to the surprise of everyone present, the situation that Yuwen Changsheng should be defeated by Yu Wenhua and his subordinates did not appear at this moment.

Not!

At this time, Yu Wenhua and his face twitched slightly, and the pupils of all the other onlookers present also contracted slightly.

Because, Yu Wenhua and the tiger claws that were slashing at Yuwen Changsheng were now being grabbed by Yuwen Changsheng with his raised hand and grabbed his wrist tightly, unable to move.

This change also attracted the attention of the five major forces in Yunxuan Town.

"This kid, without any mana fluctuations, and without any mantra, he actually relied on his physical body to take the oncoming mana attack from an opponent who was above him." Murong Sen squinted his eyes and looked at everything in front of him.

"With such physical strength, it can be compared to my clan's method of forging the body." Ling Yun was secretly surprised by Yuwen Changsheng's degree of physical tempering.

"Didn't it just now say that this kid's body and soul are quite weak because of the destruction of the Twelve Canons? What's going on? Tie Fei looked puzzled.

"Is there a mistake in the information from the Yuwen clan? Hmph, sure enough, it's reserved for us. Zhang San glanced at Yu Wenling without a trace.

"What Changsheng has experienced in the more than 20 days since he disappeared, and why the quality of his physical body has improved so much, Ling'er has never mentioned it to me." Yuwen Ling was incredulous that Yuwen Changsheng was able to stop Yu Wenhua's spell attack with just one hand.

Yuwen Changsheng put away his gaze at Yuwen Ling'er, and slowly turned his head, his eyes without a trace of emotion made Yu Wenhua feel a little cold.

"You just said that you will see you in the next life, right?" Yuwen Changsheng asked Xiang Yu Culture lightly.

Hearing this, a few cold sweats flowed down from Yu Wenhua and his forehead for no reason.

"In that case, then I will fulfill you."

The left hand that grabbed Yu Wenhua and his right wrist suddenly exerted force, and when he grasped it, a slight sound of bone breaking came from Yu Wenhua and his right wrist.

Yes!

Unbearable to the pain, Yu Wenhua and shouted.

Without waiting for Yu Wenhua to react more, I saw Yu Wen Changsheng raise his right hand, grab Yu Wenhua and the hair on his head, and then exert his arm to press Yu Wenhua's head hard.

At the same time, Yuwen Changsheng's right foot suddenly lifted, and his right knee kicked towards Yu Wenhua who was coming down from his head and face.

Click!

Blood gushed out, and I saw that Yu Wenhua and his entire face had been destroyed at this time, the bridge of his nose was shattered, his teeth fell out, the tiger-shaped phantom on his body dispersed, and his magic power was powerless, and he disappeared in an instant.

Looking at Yu Wenhua, who was almost unconscious, Yuwen Changsheng didn't have any mercy, and threw his right hand away, and Yu Wenhua flew upside down like a kite off the string.

Yu Wenhua fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and cursed intermittently: "Yu... Wen... Changsheng, you... This beast! How dare you..."

It didn't seem to be finished yet, but Yu Wenhua couldn't help it and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

Originally, Yu Wenhua fell to the ground and admitted defeat, but Yuwen Changsheng didn't bother to pay attention to it.

But seeing that after this guy fell to the ground, he even spoke ill of himself, Yuwen Changsheng walked to the place where Yu Wenhua fell to the ground, and stepped over his body with his feet.

At this time, Yuwen Changsheng, without any emotional fluctuations on his face, his eyes were indifferent, and he slowly raised his right fist.

Under Yu Wenhua's extremely frightened expression, and in the Yuwen clan, Yuwen Chen, Yuwen Wen and others were about to speak out, Yuwen Changsheng did not hesitate, and the iron fist of his right hand slammed into Yu Wenhua and his face.

The iron fist is like thunder, unstoppable.

Bang!

With a bang, the center of gravity of Yu Wenhuaji's body was crooked, and his entire head slammed into the bluestone slab on the ground, sinking into it.

Suddenly, centered on his face, a spiderweb-like crack spread across the bluestone slab.

So far, Yu Culture has no reaction.

The scene at this moment is too shocking.

For Yuwen Changsheng's courage and determination, everyone present gasped slightly.

Putting away his fists, Yuwen Changsheng ignored the eyes of others, but looked directly at Murong Bai beside Yuwen Ling'er, his black hair fluttering in the cold wind, like a martial god who killed gods and slaying demons.

Making eye contact with Yuwen Changsheng, Murong Bai snorted lightly, and under Yuwen Ling'er's defenselessness, he hugged Yuwen Ling'er's slender waist with one hand.