Xuanwu is the god of the north, the turtle body snake tail dragon head statue!

Sun Wukong is a heart ape, unparalleled in violence and lawlessness.

Both of them are a number of divine objects between heaven and earth, and their fame and strength are indistinguishable.

Feng Lin and Zhao Yue'e confronted each other, and the fighting spirit was raging, like Mars hitting the earth, and the battle was in full swing.

Xuanwu sat in the void, roaring incessantly, the water waves surging, and the cold current surging wildly.

The violent ape's fists are like hammers, like madness, violent bombardment, violent killing.

Feng Lin's figure flickered again and again, and he quickly swam around Zhao Yue, and his fist moves were aimed at the opponent's vital point.

Zhao Yue'e stood still in the field, did not dodge or dodge, her hands were circled in front of her, one hand was yin, the other hand was yang, one was rigid and one was soft, and the strength was like an invisible circle covering itself in it, which was difficult to shake.

Flowing water is invisible and constantly changing, but once a majestic trend is formed, it is very human that can be shaken.

Xuanwu fought Wukong, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

Vicious tigers prey, swift leopards pounce, cranes fly into the sky......

The wind forest moves change again and again, fusing all kinds of beasts, fierce, violent, and ethereal...... The moves are ever-changing.

But as soon as the blow hit the force circle, the force was immediately blocked, and at the same time, a wave of cold strength counterattacked, but it was blocked by the body of the stone monkey in the wind forest, and it was never able to penetrate the slightest.

One is like a turtle shell, with the thickness of a turtle and the lightness of a snake, and the other is a natural stone monkey, with the agility of a monkey and the hardness of a stone.

Both of these fetishes are perfect beings.

The two methods are stacked, and for a while, no one can help anyone.

Rumble!

Feng Lin suddenly punched Zhao Yue'e fiercely, his body was suddenly separated, standing still, and there was a look of helplessness in each other's eyes.

I am most afraid that the air will suddenly be quiet, and the scene will be a little embarrassing for a while.

......

This Xuanwu gene is definitely an extraordinary gene of perfect quality!

The wind forest has a hidden understanding.

"This kid has been able to fight with Senior Sister Zhao for so long, it's really unseemly. ”

"Although Senior Sister Zhao has only used the combat power of the elite level of monks, the Xuanwu gene is also a perfect gene, and she can find an opponent at the same level!"

"What's the origin of this kid?"

......

To the surprise of those students, Fenglin did not crush under Zhao Yue'e as they imagined, and the battle was fiercer than they imagined.

The two sides have a lot of means, and the energy level of the moves is low, but the subtlety is beyond imagination.

Senior Sister Zhao is like this, they are not surprised, but this kid can be equal, it is too bizarre!

Their faces were strange, and they became more and more curious about the origin of the wind forest.

Listen to that iron pillar, this kid is still a master of alchemy of his own school!

All of them are wonderful.

"It's coming!"

The black-haired young man Tie Zhu had been closely watching the movements on the field, and suddenly spoke.

Brush Brush Brush!

For a moment, his eyes converged on the palm of his hand.

After a long battle, although Feng Lin and Zhao Yue'e did not communicate, they all understood one thing.

Both of them are invincible existences at the same level, and if you want to distinguish the winner or loser, you can only use the final trick to spell out the result in one fell swoop.

The two of them looked at each other and stood still, their qi getting stronger and stronger, and they quickly rose up.

The qi and the machine are hedged, the void is distorted and fluctuated, and the light is disordered.

Xuanwu real water!

Zhao Yue'e suddenly pinched her hands on her chest, her fingers interlaced, like a lotus blooming, and the cold water flowed out of her fingertips.

In an instant, the temperature around him plummeted, as if falling into an icy cellar.

The water vapor in the air quickly gathers and forms a stream of icy water.

A basalt ice statue emerges from it, swinging its head and tail, like a cargo!

As if waking up from ancient times, a savage aura rushed to his face, hideous and ferocious.

Feng Lin's face also became serious, and he pointed like a sword, slowly stabbing out!

It's obviously just a finger sword, but it also kills the immortals and destroys the gods, exterminating the common people.

Slash the Immortal Sword Seal!

The sword of the wind forest man merged, turning into a silver light that flashed from the air, and stabbed straight towards the cold ice Xuanwu.

Rise!

Xuanwu opened his mouth, roared wildly, shook the sky, set off a storm, opened his mouth, and tore over.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

Who will win?

Can this kid really outperform the martial arts empress recognized by Great Wall University?

For some reason, in the thick of suspicion, they have inexplicable expectations in their hearts.

Snort!

A sword light is cold.

As soon as Feng Lin rushed into Xuanwu's body, the sword light was cold, piercing again and again, breaking through many obstacles.

Xuanwu let out a trace of sorrow, his body held high, and it shattered inch by inch from his head, collapsing in an instant.

A figure rushed out of it, pointing at the sword's residual strength, but still stabbing straight away as always.

Zhao Yue's face was serious, and she greeted it with a lotus seal in both hands.

Ten fingers are wrapped around the silk, and the sword fingers are wrapped around it, and they cannot be stored.

Feng Lin pulled away, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his face was gloomy, "I lost!"

"No, I lost!" Zhao Yue'e shook her head with a chuckle.

Feng Lin's face was ugly, "If you lose, you lose!"

This kind of conceded victory is even more humiliating.

"You misunderstood!" Zhao Yue'e just glanced at Feng Lin to know what he thought, shook her head and smiled, "I didn't mean to let you! This Xuanwu True Water is the strongest killing move in the stage of my cultivator elite! With this move, I will no longer have any means to fight back." The reason why I was able to catch your move was because I used the combat power of the Great Monk level! So I lost, if I am also an elite monk, I am not your opponent!"

She spoke eloquently, without the slightest burden or cover-up.

"What? This kid actually won Senior Sister Zhao, I can't believe it!"

"The Martial Empress's record of invincibility at the same level has been broken!"

"...... this kid?"

......

The crowd watching the battle opened their faces, and they didn't know what to say!

The more you understand the terrifying nature of this martial arts empress Zhao Yue, the more clear she is about the meaning of the scene in front of her.

Since entering the Great Wall University, Zhao Yue, as a female streamer, has been despised by countless people, but with a pair of fists, she has made an invincible reputation at the same level, and only those Tianjiao who are stronger than her can barely suppress her.

Now that it has been defeated by someone with the same combat power, if it spreads, I don't know how much uproar it will cause within Great Wall University.

I see!

Feng Lin nodded, and then he felt a lot better.

But he is not as Zhao Yue'e thought.

If you lose, you lose!

Why bother with a reason!

"None of us lost!Who will fight you fairly one-on-one on the real battlefield!" Feng Lin said lightly.

Zhao Yue'e was stunned for a moment, and also smiled, "That's what I said!"

She also saw that Fenglin also had a heart as firm as a stone, and he had his own concept of cultivation, which could not be shaken by words.

"I look forward to the day when you become a grandmaster! At that time, we can fight again in a dignified manner, and we can divide the high and low!" Zhao Yue'e sent out an invitation.

"Okay!" Feng Lin agreed.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pity for each other.

They all want to know, under the same cultivation, whose mythical path is stronger?

True martial arts?

Or......

Goku!