Wang Yicong is obviously not the only one who is surprised by the ice and snow.

Some of them were inaccurate, or they felt that it was impossible for the Seventh Order to have such strength, so they guessed that Lu Chengfeng had probably used some kind of phantom array to deceive their perception. However, some discerning masters realized that the ice and snow were real. Wang Yicong's flaming sword was obviously suppressed to a certain extent in that ice and snow.

This duel has become interesting.

Many masters who didn't plan to take a closer look couldn't help but separate the crowd and squeezed a few steps forward, intending to take a look.

At this time, hearing the low exclamations and discussions around him, Wang Yicong's pressure was also a little great. It's just that this is the Qinglong Martial Arts Association, and it's not a private battle, even if he hesitates a little in his heart, he can only choose to continue. After a low snort, the flames on Wang Yicong's right arm holding the sword condensed, forming an orange-red flame rune. Then, as he swung his sword forward, the flame runes spontaneously flew into the sword, causing his weapon to glow brightly.

Seeing the power of the flames swirling on the sword, Wang Yicong couldn't help but feel a little more confident. After confirming that Lu Chengfeng didn't seem to have the intention of making a first move, he swayed his body and made a feint attack, and then swung the flaming sword, taking a staggered and fluttering footwork, and killed Lu Chengfeng. As he progressed, every third step he took, a mirror image of flame seemed to form behind him. When he approached in front of Lu Chengfeng, it seemed that there were already five or six flame illusions of Wang Yicong, waving his sword at him together!

The flaming sword shadow in the sky looked really powerful.

Among the warriors watching the battle, there were slightly weaker ones, and they had already let out a low exclamation.

Those who can participate in the Blue Dragon Martial Arts Association must have some strength. Facing this virtual and real flame sword shadow, Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but bow slightly. Among the seventh-order martial artists he had seen, the power of Wang Yicong's move was indeed very good. However, in the same realm, and in his own ice and snow, Lu Chengfeng is really not afraid of anyone. In the face of such an attacking enemy, he didn't even give in a step, and he didn't even spend any effort to distinguish between the real body and the phantom, but with eight points of strength, he made a domineering knife drawing action.

The ring-shaped silver sword qi took shape in an instant, spreading outward at a high speed!

The seventh-order sword technique from the lightsaber royal family drew the sword and slashed, and the power was absolutely beyond imagination. Even if Lu Chengfeng still had two points of strength, this sword aura still shattered all of Wang Yicong's flame scenes. Not to mention himself, in the blink of an eye, he saw that sharp sword aura ring appear in front of him. The flaming sword qi that he was proud of in the past suddenly turned into a blank sheet of paper in front of the silver sword aura of others, and it was instantly broken.

If it weren't for Lu Chengfeng's mercy, just this move would be enough to injure him!

"How is that possible?"

After being shaken away, Wang Yicong's heart was full of shock. The Flame Sword Skill just now, of course, was only his tentative attack, but it was not much worse than the strongest attack. It was really difficult for him to accept being dissolved in this way. Moreover, what makes Wang Yicong even more frightened is still to come. As the amount of time he spent in the snow and ice increased, his body began to stiffen. That strange cold energy could almost ignore his fighting energy and directly invade his body.

The two attributes of ice and fire were originally opposed and mutually restrained. But if there is a disparity in power between the two sides, it is not mutual restraint, but overwhelming superiority. At this moment, in the face of the super technique of 108 Dou Qi, Wang Yicong's cultivation of the fighting spirit is the one who is overwhelmed!

If it goes on like this, let alone fighting, just standing in this ice and snow for a moment will greatly reduce its combat effectiveness.

Realizing that it would not work like this, Wang Yicong decisively decided to give it a go. The strength of his opponent's attack made him give up the idea of a little temptation, and instead decided directly to amplify his moves. If it doesn't work out, it's in this trick!

To make such a decision, Wang Yicong made every effort to urge the fighting spirit in his body. At that moment, as the orange-red flames were blazing, Wang Yicong's whole person seemed to have turned into a flame elf. One after another flame runes took shape under Wang Yicong's control. Finally, three flame runes converged into the finished glyph and appeared directly in front of Wang Yicong.

With a loud shout, the flaming sword pierced through the middle of the three interconnected flaming runes.

It was as if something light and thin had cracked, and immediately after, the three flame runes spread rapidly, emitting a blazing light, like a burning meteor, and like a falling fire meteor, crashing towards Lu Chengfeng one after another!

"It's kind of a look. ”

Lu Chengfeng's face remained unchanged, but he glanced at Wang Yicong in his heart. To be able to hit such an attack in the middle of the seventh order, I am afraid that I can already fight with ordinary masters at the beginning of the eighth order. It's just that Lu Chengfeng obviously can't be measured by ordinary standards. Facing the three flames of light that came from the roar, Lu Chengfeng launched the Flow Heart Flash, which instantly appeared behind Wang Yicong. Not only did he fail the attack, but he also took the opportunity to launch a surprise attack from behind.

An ordinary full moon sword intent made the hazy and cold moonlight confuse Wang Yicong. Originally, those three flames could be tracked, but this momentary loss of concentration made Wang Yicong lose control of the light. By the time his martial artist instinct frantically warned and came to his senses again, the attacks caused by the three flame runes had already gotten out of control, exploding one after another on the afterimage left by Lu Chengfeng. And at this time, Lu Chengfeng's Ice Flame Aurora Sword had been silently placed around his neck.

Even if he is protected by armor, Lu Chengfeng has the confidence to kill his opponent with one sword.

"I throw in the towel!"

Even though Lu Chengfeng's sword had no killing intent, Wang Yicong was still frightened when he felt the cold air on his neck. He didn't dare to move, for fear of causing Lu Chengfeng's misunderstanding, and shouted out loudly at the same time.

After the flames in the sky dissipated, the onlookers saw such a scene: Wang Yicong was depressed, obviously devastated. Lu Chengfeng calmly put away his sword, looking as if he had done something insignificant, and there was not even a drop of sweat on his forehead.

Is it so easy to tell the winner?

They are also the middle stage of the seventh order, and they are all geniuses from all over the continent, shouldn't it be that you fight back and forth for a hundred rounds, and then seize the opportunity in the mistake and establish victory? The three extremely fierce rings fighting next to each other are enough to prove this. However, the end of Lu Chengfeng and Wang Yicong's side so quickly made it a little difficult for the onlookers to accept it for a while. Is it because Lu Chengfeng is too strong, or is this guy named Wang Yicong a little watery? For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the audience, but no one knew which was the real reason. However, one thing is certain, that is, after this battle, in front of everyone's eyes, Lu Chengfeng, who ended the battle in just a few moves, will become famous!