It was not only everyone who felt incredible, but even Chen Ming was also a little surprised, the Gale Palm he cultivated was a mortal-level high-level exercise, and he had already cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

But when he slapped Mo Feiyu's fist, it was like hitting the iron wall of copper, which shocked him and made him feel pain, and he had to take three steps back before he could unload the impact.

As a sixth-layer qi refiner, he was actually forced to retreat by a fifth-layer qi refining student, Chen Ming felt a little wrong, and he asked coldly:

"What kind of exercise are you?"

Mo Feiyu's eyes staring at Chen Ming were a little cold, and he said word by word:

"Spirit-level low-level exercises, Kongming Fist!"

"Whew!"

There was a sudden sound of cold air in the stands, the spirit-level exercises in Qingniu City can only be cultivated by a few family masters, even if Chen Ming, as the son of the Chen family, has only cultivated mortal-level high-level exercises.

Mo Feiyu has cultivated the spirit-level exercises, what it means, everyone knows without thinking about it.

"No wonder you dare to challenge Chen Ming, it seems that this kid has some skills!" Cheng Pu said with a smile.

"Dad, I remember that when Brother Yu defeated Chen Wen, this is the punch he used!" Zhang Ling'er said while holding Zhang Mao's arm.

"Well, if you have a spiritual-level exercise, you can still compete with Chen Ming. ”

At this time, Concubine Yun also relaxed a little, and the expression on her face changed from the nervousness at the beginning to ease, and she regained a little flattery.

Mo Qing'er grabbed the corners of her clothes with all her might, stared straight at the two people in the field, and whispered nervously:

"Brother, you must win!"

Chen Ming's face changed slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he let out a sneer and said:

"Spiritual-level exercises? So what!"

I saw that he slapped the black cloth bag on his waist with one hand, and suddenly there was an orange-red long knife in his hand, and there was a trace of violent aura on the surface of the blade, which was majestic.

"Is this the high-level magic weapon Red Flame Knife?"

Looking at the long knife in Chen Ming's hand, Mo Feiyu smiled disdainfully, and then slapped the storage bag, and there were five more earthy yellow rune papers in his hand in an instant.

Mo Feiyu's fingers moved slightly, pouring spiritual power into the rune paper, and then threw it in the direction where Chen Ming was, instantly sending out countless six-sided ice picks, flying away.

"Look at my icicle charm!"

Seeing that Mo Feiyu actually launched an attack with a talisman, Chen Ming smiled suddenly, only to see him raise his hand and slash out, and suddenly emitted a red sword shadow that was nearly a foot long.

"Bang" slashed in front of Mo Feiyu, and countless ice picks collapsed in an instant, leaving a knife several inches deep on the ground.

"This is the high-level magic weapon Red Flame Knife, it is really powerful!"

"Harm, it seems that Mo Feiyu will definitely lose this time, with the help of the Red Flame Sword, even if it is the seventh layer of qi refining, I am afraid it is not Chen Ming's opponent!"

"Who said it wasn't, Mo Feiyu, this kid thought it was a playhouse, but at this time, he actually used a few low-level runes. ”

Everyone talked for a while, and they all felt that Mo Feiyu would lose this battle.

"Hehe, do you want to use a few runes to block my Red Flame Knife? You're too whimsical, aren't you?" Chen Ming sneered, and then swung his knife again, slashing at Mo Feiyu.

"Not necessarily!"

Mo Feiyu also sneered, and quickly reached for the storage bag on his waist, and once again took out nearly ten talismans. Thrown towards Chen Ming.

"Fireball Charm!"

The next moment, the fireballs in the sky rushed towards Chen Ming like fireworks.

There was a loud bang, and the Red Flame Knife instantly destroyed most of the fireballs, but there were still several fireballs that fell beside Chen Ming.

Chen Ming frowned slightly, and then his body shook quickly, dodging the attack of the fireball.

"Boy, are you just going to use these gadgets?" Chen Ming's face showed a hint of mockery.

"As long as I can defeat you, you don't care what I use!" Mo Feiyu also smiled, but he looked very proud.

"Okay, then I'll let you taste the true power of the Red Flame Knife!"

At this time, Chen Ming finally became a little angry, he slammed the Red Flame Knife horizontally, and then pinched the magic technique in his hand, and a wave of orange-red qi like a flame appeared on his body and the surface of the Red Flame Knife at the same time.

"Red Flame Overlord Sword Technique!"

Chen Ming screamed violently, and his body rushed away, so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"Die!"

Chen Ming raised the Red Flame Knife and slashed at Mo Feiyu, and at the same time, his feet did not stop, and he had the majestic momentum of being a man who could not be opened.

"Okay!" Chen Zhen in the stands showed a rare hint of excitement and slapped the armrest.

This scene was noticed by Liu Fei on the side, and he also felt that if this knife went down, Mo Feiyu would definitely die.

Just when everyone exclaimed, thinking that Mo Feiyu had nowhere to escape.

I saw Mo Feiyu take out a large handful of talismans from the storage bag again, like sprinkling paper money, all of them to Chen Ming.

Ice picks, fireballs, and smoke instantly filled the entire martial arts arena, making everyone in the stands show unhappy expressions because they couldn't see the fight clearly.

But fortunately, the people who watched the duel were all immortal cultivators, and people could barely see it clearly with their divine senses.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that after being shrouded in smoke, Mo Feiyu kept throwing talismans at Chen Ming in his hand, as if he would never run out.

"This kid won't steal any rune shop, why are there so many runes!"

"In my opinion, this should be Mo Feiyu's intention, he originally wanted to win with a talisman, who knew that Chen Ming actually had a high-level magic weapon?

"I don't think so, this talisman should be the one that Mo Feiyu brought the opponent's Red Flame Knife. Did you see that most of those attacks such as ice pick fireballs were thrown at the Red Flame Knife, and the violent power on the surface of the Red Flame Knife seemed to have weakened a lot compared to the beginning!"

There was a lot of talk in the crowd.

The next moment, Chen Ming finally split all the runes and attacked, and slashed in front of Mo Feiyu with a single sword.

However, what was unexpected was that Mo Feiyu actually took out a stack of talismans again, and under the urging of the spiritual power in his hand, more than thirty protective shields were instantly condensed on the surface of his body.

I only heard a crisp sound of "click", and the Red Flame Knife forcibly smashed all the more than thirty protective shields, and when it was about to slash at the top of Mo Feiyu's head, Mo Feiyu flew up with a punch again, directly hitting the blade of the Red Flame Knife.

"Bang!"

The Red Flame Knife smashed the three fist shadows, and when it slashed into Mo Feiyu's fist, it was actually blocked by force.

"It can't be!"

Everyone gasped again, and Mo Feiyu actually blocked the Red Flame Sword with just one fist.

"Wonderful, so wonderful. There were so many runes in front of him, but it was just to weaken the power of the Red Flame Knife, and what he finally chose was to block the blade with his fist!"

"After sending so many runes, he had a chance to dodge, so why didn't he dodge?"

Just when many people were a little confused, a girl's voice quietly sounded:

"He didn't dodge, he fought back better!"

Everyone suddenly realized!