Feng Sheng's experience is still old, the green dragon sword in his hand instantly inspired a ball of cyan light, and his scarlet heart was slightly disturbed by this layer of light, and the forward trajectory changed slightly, plus Feng Sheng's body subconsciously leaned back, avoiding his throat, but not his cheek.

Scarlet Heart left a finger-deep sword mark on his right cheek, and before the blood could flow out, Luo Zhiqing's body had already come to him. I saw him pick up his fist and hit Feng Sheng's chest with a punch, this time the force was too great, directly penetrating the invisible wind shield that surrounded Feng Sheng's body, and smashed it heavily on Feng Sheng's chest, knocking the lean man out of more than ten zhang away.

Before his body could hit the ground, Luo Zhiqing appeared behind him, raised his legs, and kicked Feng Sheng's buttocks, and the green dragon of Lantau Pass was kicked out by him like a ball.

Feng Sheng's body was in mid-air, like a kite with a broken string, spinning and drifting backwards, at first the speed of the backwards was very fast, and then gradually slowed down, a soft wind held him up, and the last one completely stopped in mid-air.

After this breathless blow, Luo Zhiqing stood straight in the ring, although his abdomen was still a blur of flesh and blood, although his clothes were in tatters, although there were still layers of scars on his body, but he did not fall, not only that, but also hit Feng Sheng with the help of a shocking blow, this man who has always been the pride of Lantau Pass.

The mood of the people experienced a reversal in an instant, and even the most silent people could not resist the shock, they cheered, waved their arms wildly, and formed a wave of people in the stands. At this moment, no one cares if the defeated person is from Jinsha or Longchuan.

At the same time that people were full of enthusiasm for the victor, Feng Sheng slowly stood up, his face turned pale from bronze, the corners of his mouth involuntarily dripped red, and the blood dripped onto the soft armor on his chest, and the armor on his chest was completely destroyed, revealing the strong muscles that had been bruised.

Feng Sheng smiled with difficulty, this smile was no longer the smile of disdain at the beginning.

Luo Zhiqing looked at the other party calmly, Feng Sheng's extraordinary ability to resist attacks was in his expectation, and the man who could become the symbol of Lantau Pass must not be an ordinary person. Fighting with the lion demon of the Fox Clan all day long, he naturally has some immunity to the attack methods of the Beast Clan, and at the beginning of his move, he thought that this person must not be that kind of vase-like character.

The cheers around slowly quieted down, as if a pot of charcoal fire was gradually immersed in the water, and the silence made the heart palpitate. People didn't expect that after suffering two heavy blows and a sword wound, Feng Sheng would still be able to stand up, to be honest, the perverted level of resistance ability that the two of them have shown so far has made them very uncomfortable, this kind of cruelty has certainly made many hormones[1] people cheer, but most people still like the kind of battle where the wind is light and the battle is easy to distinguish the winner and loser. As in the previous games, the victory and defeat are determined by one blow, the comparison is a realm, and the fight is a kind of artistic conception, as if this is the only way that an otherworldly monk should present.

From the beginning of the competition to the present, Ji Pingnan has been in a situation of closing his eyes and recuperating, and at this moment he finally opened his eyes that had been full of vicissitudes, and there was a suppressed excitement in his eyes. Ten seats beside him, Qin Shiyue looked at the two young men in the ring who were brewing new spells with a serious face.

"Feng Sheng should be much more than that. ”

Qin Shiyue said lightly, on the surface, she was talking to Chang Pingjun on the side, but in fact, she was shouting to Ji Pingnan in the air.

"He's certainly more than that. The biggest problem with this child is that he is soft-hearted, and if he enters such a state from the beginning, where can he endure these hardships. ”

Ji Pingnan said in an old-fashioned manner, and the words that had been suppressed for a long time finally came out, but no matter how they sounded, they tasted sour.

Somehow, these words reached the ears of Liu Shengsheng in the center of the front row, and Huo Ran, the monarch of Jinsha, got up, turned around and looked at Ji Pingnan and said, "General Protector, is this true?"

Ji Pingnan hurriedly stood up, his body bowed like a prawn, and arched his hand: "Back to Your Majesty, the old minister doesn't dare to joke, Feng Sheng still has the strength to spare." ”

Looking at the other party's sincere and frightened look, Liu Shengsheng smiled chic and said: "If Feng Sheng can win this battle, it will also be regarded as raising the national prestige of my Jinsha, and reward him with a hundred high-grade spirit stones and a high-grade magic weapon." ”

The wrinkles on Ji Pingnan's face stretched, and he said respectfully: "Your Majesty Xie." ”

Liu Xiaoshan, who was on the side, glanced at her father unhappily and muttered: "What about the green dragon, I look like a green worm, how can there be Luo Zhiqing over there." ”

Fan Ruoxi pursed her lips and smiled, Liu Shengsheng pretended not to hear, a family of three was a perfect match.

The two people in the ring didn't expect so many stories to happen under the ring, and for them, defeating each other was the only thought at the moment, and there was nothing else to worry about.

"I have to say, I was a little scornful of you at first. ”

Feng Sheng tried to calm his breathing and let his words be emotionless.

Luo Zhiqing sneered: "You have already paid the price for your contempt, now please show your true ability." ”

"You won't be disappointed. Feng Sheng said fiercely.

Luo Zhiqing slowly approached the other party, the sword in his hand stretched out flat in front of his chest, and the tip of the sword pointed at Feng Sheng's throat in the air.

Feng Sheng stretched out his fingers and dipped the blood on his cheeks, his hands pinched in the air, at first he could see clearly, then it became faster and faster, and at the end he could only see a light red light and shadow.

A woman's exclamation came from the east stand, "Nine Sky Dragon!"

Chen Yunsheng looked at Jiang Xueqin behind him and asked, "Is this the magic trick of the Nine Heavens Dragon Yin?"

The woman nodded slowly.

Chen Yunsheng knew that among this group of people, no one was more proficient in the wood method than Jiang Xueqin, and the wood gave birth to the wind, and the wind law was just a branch of the wood method. The status of the Nine Heavens Dragon Yin in the wood method is similar to the fire dragon technique in the fire method and the ice claw technique in the water method, both of which are high-level spells. There are very few people who practice this kind of spell, and it is very difficult, of course, the power is directly proportional to the difficulty.

He turned around and stared closely at Luo Zhiqing in the ring, and saw that the other party's body gradually moved, and a cyan wolf shadow appeared behind Luo Zhiqing.

"The young master has turned into a wolf. The three wolf demons said in unison.

Seeing Luo Zhiqing's strange appearance, Bai Huahua asked with some puzzlement: "Brother, you said that the wolf of the wolf clan is somewhat similar to our god." ”

Bai Shisan patted the woman's head and said, "Silly girl, do you think that the ability to transform into a god is unique to our White Tiger Clan? All the beast clans in the world have a spell to bind their natal beasts to themselves in the form of totems, so as to increase their strength. This is the supreme glory given by God to the beast clan, let us always remember where we came from, even if the appearance has changed, even if the voice has changed, the ancestors have not changed. ”

Bai Huahua nodded thoughtfully, looking at Luo Zhiqing, who was moving faster and faster in the ring.

The wind is blowing in the ring, even the most sluggish person can feel this, strands, wisps, one by one, layer by layer, cyan, gray, dark red, earthy yellow wind tangled together, stirring, rolling, like a huge twisted braid, Luo Zhiqing kept waving the scarlet heart in his hand, cutting through the wind blocking in front of him, while maintaining forward speed.

Feng Sheng pinched the trick while moving around the ring, the speed was very fast, the trajectory was unique, like a fallen leaf in the wind, you never know where it would slide in the next direction, which made Luo Zhiqing catch him for a while and a half.

He is not afraid of the opponent's sword, but he doesn't want to fight with Luo Zhiqing, if it is a battle of life and death, he will definitely not use this trick, because the trick is dead, and the person is alive, and when you cast the "Nine Sky Dragon Yin", the power is terrible, but the opponent has long since escaped, and only a fool will stay in place and let you fight.

The ring is different, retreat means defeat, and everyone can only stick to this side of the space. Feng Sheng didn't plan to continue to entangle with the other party, Luo Zhiqing had already made him too embarrassed, and he could quickly end the battle with this technique.

The casting process of the Nine Heavenly Dragons Yin is very complicated, Rao is Feng Sheng's technique is exquisite, and it still takes fifteen breaths. Although Luo Zhiqing's speed was fast, he didn't touch the corner of the other party's clothes for such a long time, which made him a little annoyed.

The wind in the ring gathered stronger and stronger, and the dust around the ring was swept up by the fierce wind and hit the nine skies. In the center of the ring twisted a huge gray-blue tornado, with a diameter of five zhang, and on the side of the central tornado, there were four small tornadoes, also about one zhang in diameter. Feng Sheng had long since disappeared from the ring, and he was in the eye of the storm of a huge tornado at the moment. Luo Zhiqing could only sense the existence of the other party with the help of divine thoughts.

The howl of the wind grew stronger and stronger, as if there was an ancient beast coiled in the ring. The loud whistling sound unnerved the people around them. Jinsha people have a natural interest in the wind, they are born in the wind and die in the wind, especially young people, but the wind is so strong that in addition to amazement, it is still amazing.

Luo Zhiqing stood twenty feet away from the central tornado, his feet grew in the ring like roots, even if his clothes fluttered like butterflies, his body still remained straight, and he did not fall forward for half a minute. The externalized blue wolf behind him became more and more obvious, and the flying sword in his hand lingered with a faint red light.

Seeing that the five tornadoes had a tendency to converge, Luo Zhiqing knew that he couldn't wait any longer. A sword trick struck, crimson wrapped in a long rainbow of light, the momentum was quite terrifying, and a dark red line was drawn in the air, as if to split the space.

Scarlet Heart struck the outer edge of the huge tornado, and the rainbow of light brought up by the flying sword was drawn out by the tornado, evenly distributed around the whirlwind, adding a thin band of pale red to the blue-gray tornado.

[1] The word was certainly not there at that time, so just laugh it off and let it go.