Chapter 160

In the sky, long Zhijie was holding a flying sword, and gray halos loomed on him. On his flying sword, a violent gray light suddenly burst out, and a thick earth magic force soon attached to long Zhijie's flying sword.

An unmatched pressure immediately spread towards Lian Yunfeng, especially the people of Qingtian sword sect. They felt like a giant beast waking up overhead, emitting unmatched ferocity.

"It's over." Meng Qing suddenly closed his eyes and didn't dare to see the battle scene.

The foundation building friar in the empty air was determined. Long Zhijie finally took it seriously. He took out the top-grade magic tools against the enemy and performed his magic. Let alone that the boy's magic power was about to run out. Even in his heyday, he couldn't catch long Zhijie's move.

Especially long Xingke and Ouyang Shi, when they saw long Zhijie's power, their faces showed an extremely cruel grin.

Li Tai in the air said to Lengmo, "I'm finally serious. I hope this boy won't be killed by a sword, so that I can wait for a bad breath."

Leng Mo nodded: "finally, he is mine. I want to sacrifice my brother with its pieces of meat."

Li Tai nodded silently.

In this way, the two have talked about how to distribute the living Song Fei.

Holding the flying sword tightly, long Zhijie's momentum increased greatly and said to Song Fei from a distance: "boy, this is the top-grade magic weapon I just got. It's your honor to die under this sword. Show your last unique skill, or you'll never have a chance again."

"Stunt? Do you think that kind of skill is worthy of Lao Tzu's stunt?" Song Fei in the sky stood opposite long Zhijie. Ignoring the sudden growth of long Zhijie, he laughed and said, "old man, I want to tell you what is called the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing the front wave, the front wave beating on the beach, and what is a new generation changing the old one. You should enjoy your old age."

Song Fei's voice fell, and ten small Hui Yuan elixirs appeared in his hand, and then stuffed them into his mouth. Then, the disappeared mana gradually spread again on him.

In the void, Leng Mo's eyes were slightly red and whispered, "the pill to restore mana is really a big adventure for this boy."

Li Tai shook his head: "I struggled in vain. I thought that restoring mana was long Zhijie's opponent? Naive. But the pill will become something in our bag later. That's good."

"OK, OK, OK." long Zhijie praised three good words. "You have restored your mana. This time, you can die in peace. Let's go."

Long Zhijie said, the gray streamer on the long sword was unsteady, and there was a sign of immediate action.

Song Fei smiled. His right index finger stretched out and slowly lifted it up. After holding it flat to the nose in front of him, a fire red flame suddenly jumped up from his index finger. Then, Song Fei's mana quickly disappeared in everyone's perception. Before long, his mana was as low as just building a foundation, as if long Zhijie could stab him to death with one finger.

However, Song Fei's index finger on his right hand was beating like a small flame burning from a candle, but it was getting brighter and hotter. Like a small sun, it stabbed everyone in the dark void.

When Guanghua dispersed a little, the people saw clearly on Song Fei's fingers. The small flame seemed to become very ordinary again. When the night wind blew, the small flame jumped happily with the wind like a living spirit.

Gradually, a breath of destruction of all things slowly emanated from the small flame, as if the power of heaven and earth that could destroy this side was hidden under the small flame.

Song Fei's mana is low and pitiful at the moment, but he holds the small flame. His arrogant attitude is even more arrogant than before. He proudly said to long Zhijie from a distance: "unique move, this is my unique move, old man. Come and have a taste. This is the first time I use this move against the enemy. The name of this move is called Zhenyang fire dance."

Long Zhijie looked at the small flame jumping on Song Fei's hand from a distance. His original arrogant and quiet face finally changed slightly and said in a deep voice: "yes, I feel a strong power. You deserve me to be serious."

In the air, Li Tai and Leng Mo looked at each other and were surprised from each other's eyes. Leng Mo said in a low voice: "how is it possible that he just built the eighth step of the foundation. What kind of magic can contain such a powerful power."

"I don't know. Let's see first," Li Tai shook his head. "The specific effect depends on the actual battle. I still think the boy has little chance of winning. After all, there is a big difference."

"Take a look, long Zhijie is going to fight." Leng Mo's voice fell, and they all cast their eyes on the battlefield.

On long Zhijie's flying sword, the gray halo suddenly shines. The original small flying sword suddenly extends a gray halo. After the halo, the whole flying sword seems to be more than ten times longer and more than ten times wider. All the extra parts are cast by magic.

Long Zhijie was holding a huge flying sword. It seemed as heavy as dragging a hill. It was in his hand and as light as nothing. Then, long Zhijie's body suddenly flew out and directed at Song Fei opposite. His serious face flashed a trace of killing intention.

Song Fei sneered and narrowed his eyes slightly. When long Zhijie's body approached, Song Fei also moved impressively. The small flame growing from his fingers was waved out by him. The small flame instantly formed a violent flame and gushed wildly ahead.

Earth swordsmanship: Mountain collapse attack. Long Zhijie's giant sword was held high by him and cut off towards Song Fei.

Fire spell: true Yang fire dance.

The violent flame, instant and heavy earth way energy exploded violently, and the whole mountain of Yunfeng suddenly shook. The sky was splashed with fire and gray streamers, forming a beautiful scene of complex light and shadow. With the overflow of these lights, the violent air rushed out all around in an instant, and the foundation building friars in the air were OK, Even the nearby longxingke was only blown back.

The people of the Optimus sword Sect on the ground were shaken by the fierce air currents in the air. Some strong people who managed to get up now had to lie down again.

Violent collision, terrible stunt.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the battlefield. Long Xingke and Ouyang Shi, who were closest to each other, had different expressions. Ouyang Shi's face was full of unwilling and tyranny, and half of his face was burned, which made it even more ferocious. He didn't want Song Fei to die, but wanted to kill him himself.

Long Xingke's expression was like relief and joy. It seemed that he was happy to see Song Fei's failure. In his opinion, the friars in the foundation period could never defeat the golden elixir period, not to mention a mortal who was in the flesh period a year ago, or a useless man who could be crushed to death.

As for other foundation building friars, they all looked at each other with lingering fear. Long Zhijie used his strong strength, and they could feel it, but they didn't expect that this small foundation building friar could burst out such strong strength and fight with the friars in the golden elixir period. No matter what the outcome, it was enough to make people look at it differently.

And now the survivors secretly rejoice that they didn't go up as soon as possible. The boy didn't blink at all. He not only bullied the junior friar of Zhuji, but also killed a gentle, many people's dream lover, fairy Li. This guy didn't blink and cut the charming beauty in half without a hand. If such a person had just gone up, he would probably have become the fourth and fifth.

Qin Shihu was also shocked when even the grass on Yunfeng flew wildly with soil. Originally, he thought that Song Fei would prepare many external means to defeat the enemy when he returned, but he didn't expect that his way was so simple and barbaric. He killed directly, killed again and again, so that friar Jianji didn't dare look up.

Qin Shihu's heart suddenly became hot. This is the soul pursued by Qingtian sword sect.

Forge ahead and invincible.

Qin Shihu looked at the other gang members with a hot face nearby. He secretly said that sometimes he should learn from them. He was feverishly convinced that the guild leader could win. When he won, he should be very happy.

Although there was no victory or defeat, the mallets of Optimus sword sect lay on the ground and narrowed their eyes to cheer for their guild leader. This blind self-confidence is simply unreasonable for others, but in Optimus sword sect, he naturally exists.

Meng Qing's eyes finally opened when he felt the fluctuation of terrorist forces below. Then he saw that Song Fei's body flew out from a distance.

The figure flying in the air is now covered with blood, just like a person made of blood.

Finally, the master of the golden elixir won. The foundation building friar in the air breathed out a long-term, relaxed smile on his face and gradually relaxed.

"Sect leader?" the people of Qingtian sword sect are worried. Isn't the sect leader the enemy of the old thief?

Meng Qing's heart tightened and sighed sadly, "disciple, how can you be the opponent of the golden elixir? You're still too aggressive. However, even if you risk your life as a teacher, you'll save you." thinking of this, Meng Qing's magic power suddenly gathered more quickly, and Kang Yu next to him suddenly turned back: "elder Meng, you can't get rid of it." later, Kangyu found that Meng Qing's expression suddenly stopped, and his struggling mana quietly subsided in his stopped expression.

Kang Yu was surprised and immediately looked down with Meng Qing's eyes.

In the brilliant battlefield, the light gradually dissipated. Then they saw that most of long Zhijie's whole body had been black, his neck, chest, back and thighs had been severely burned, and a large amount of flesh and blood had been directly burned into black charcoal. It gives off a faint smell of barbecue.

To make matters worse, long Zhijie in the air suddenly became unstable and fell directly to the ground.

A golden elixir master doesn't even have the ability to stay in the air. How serious should the injury be?

Everyone stared at long Zhijie's falling body, speechless in amazement, and the whole sky fell into unprecedented silence.

"Ha ha ha." at the same time, a arrogant laughter broke the silence around. On Lianyun peak, a bloody figure slowly floated up and returned to the air. Disdainful eyes swept through the air. The arrogant attitude filled everyone's eyes and laughed wildly: "ha ha ha, Jindan master, but so."

At the moment, no one feels that this sentence is arrogant.