Pound! to be sonorous!

The war on the stage is not so hot.

As Chu xuan'er said, Zhou Ao's defense is not generally domineering. Nie Feng's attack power is not weak, but from the beginning to the end, Zhou Ao's armor with congenital vigorous Qi has not been broken several times.

Zhou Ao, on the other hand, has innate vigorous Qi to protect his body. He has no fear, and attacks wantonly. He once forced Nie Feng to the edge of the battle platform.

"If you don't learn the secret method, it's hard for nature." Ye Chen touches his chin and is already deducing the mystery of congenital vigorous Qi with immortal wheel eyes.

Pound! to be sonorous! Boom!

There was a lot of noise from the battle platform, and the battle between the two was much more wonderful than expected. After hundreds of rounds, they still could not win or lose.

"Not finished yet?" Cheng Kun, sitting on the high seat, opened his eyes lazily and yawned impatiently, "a group of girder clowns, they are not all set off in the end, which is a waste of time."

"The body of Xuanling is not you. It looks like wool." Old Zhuge glanced at Cheng Kun with disapproval.

Taking back his eyes from Chengkun, old man Zhuge looks at Nie Feng again. A pair of obscene old eyes, with Nie Feng's moving direction, swings left and right, "Nie Feng baby, I like it very much."

"Nie Feng, it's not easy." On one side, Bi you, who looked cold and indifferent, said a word.

See Bi you open his eyes, Zhuge old man hey hey a smile, "like that Nie Feng, do not want grandfather to lead you two, you two quite match."

"What do you say?" Bi you took a deep breath and glared at the old man Zhuge.

"Well, when I didn't say it."

Boom!

As soon as Zhuge's old man's words fell, Nie Feng on the battle platform was shaken by Zhou Ao's palm and vomited blood and flew out.

So far, the two have been fighting for nearly 200 rounds.

The battle platform was stained with blood. The confrontation between the two can be described as tragic. Nie Feng is bloody and bone drenched, but Zhou Ao is no better. Nie Feng's congenital vigorous Qi, which is hard to break through, is also severely damaged by Nie Feng.

"It's a shame on you. It's a little better than I thought." Zhou Ao looks at Nie Feng with great interest. His broken natural vigorous armor also recovers rapidly during his speech.

"But you are still far from it." Zhou Ao twisted his neck and said, "in my eyes, you are still nothing."

Nie Feng's breath was dispirited, but his face was still calm. He did not say a word from the beginning to the end.

Although, he also has his arrogance, but he has to admit that the opposite Zhou Ao is indeed better than him.

"Well, I've been fighting with you for so long. I'm not in the mood to spend with you." Zhou Ao's breath condenses again. He looks at Nie Feng in the opposite direction with great interest. His palm is full of vigorous Qi and turns into a palm print.

Nie Feng also moved. His spirit strength was close to cohesion, and his breath was also forced to climb. His black hair was blowing in the sky. His spiritual power was instilled in his sword killing.

Zheng! Zheng!

Before he got out of the sword, he already had the clang of the sword. The overflowing sword spirit surrounded him. Every one was extremely fierce. An invisible wind was buzzing around him and gathered on the sword.

At this point, ye Chen's eyes are bright again, he can see Nie Feng's next blow is not simple.

"Although Fengshen Jue is incomparable in power, it is difficult to defeat Zhou Ao." On one side, Yang Dingtian sighed to himself.

"Yi'er in the peak period is not necessarily able to win Zhou Ao, let alone the wind." Taoist immortal also shook his head helplessly.

"Ye Chen, watch carefully." Chu xuan'er patted Ye Chen on the shoulder, "your elder martial brother Nie's wind god formula perfectly integrates speed, strength, spiritual power and ideas. In the future, when you take such a move against the enemy, you can get greater play to its power."

"I will." Ye Chen nodded, and the eye of immortal wheel flashed a little luster for it. Without Chu xuan'er's warning, his eyes never left Nie Feng's sight. His every move, including the direction of spiritual power flowing in his body, was very close to his eyes.

Ye Chen's words just fell, Nie Feng and Zhou Ao on the stage moved at the same time.

Congenitally vigorous seal!

Zhou Ao waves his hand, and the big seal of vigorous Qi is launched face-to-face, sweeping the Qi to the sun. It really has the power to destroy mountains and gravel.

Feng Shen Jue!

Nie Feng also produced his sword at the same time. The overflowing spirit of the sword converged perfectly. He was like the wind and almost disappeared. The sword clanged in his hand, piercing the air and wiping out the thunder and lightning. His power was incomparable.

Bang!

Under the attention of the public, Nie Feng's sword pierced the vigorous Qi seal.

Poof!

In the next second, the blood rises again and again. Zhou Ao, who is carrying vigorous Qi armor, is stabbed on the shoulder by Nie Feng.

"It's not easy to see through the innate vigorous Qi armor." All around were voices of wonder.

"The power is not weak, but there is a deviation, just through the shoulder of Zhou Ao."

"The last blow, that Nie Feng should be the end of his strength!"

Poof!

On the battle platform, Zhou Ao's spitting blood was heard. It was obvious that he had never expected the power of Nie Feng's sword to be so powerful. What's more, he did not expect that his innate vigorous Qi, which he was proud of, would be pierced.Poof!

This mouthful of blood was spit out by Nie Feng. His face had no blood color, and his breath was withered to the extreme and nearly annihilated.

The power of Fengshen Jue is indeed powerful. It hurts people as well as himself. In addition, he has suffered a lot from repeated battles with Zhou Ao. His spiritual power in his body has been exhausted and he has no fighting power.

"You'll lose after all." Zhou Ao Leng hum, raised his hand and overturned Nie Feng.

Others don't know. How could Zhou ao not know that if it wasn't for the hardness of the innate vigorous Qi armor that made Nie Feng's sword deviate from the track of the sword, otherwise, what he pierced was not his shoulder, but his chest. He should be happy, otherwise he might be attacked by Nie Feng.

On the other side, Nie Feng is like a fallen leaf and flies out of the battle platform.

Ye Chen's quick eyes and quick hands have already got up at the moment when Nie Feng flies out of the battle platform. When Nie Feng is about to land, he drags him back to his seat by filling him with a pill.

"Just try your best." Looking at the guilt of Nie Feng's face, the wind has no trace and seldom shows a smile.

"Qing Yun Zong, Zhou Ao, Sheng." On the stage, Wu Changqing had announced the result of the duel, and he looked impatient, as if he had just woken up, as if he were indifferent to the confrontation.

In nothingness, Donghuang's beautiful eyes twinkled, but not at Zhou Ao, but at Nie Feng, who was defeated. With a long smile, "Fu Ya, have you found the artistic conception in the moment of his sword?"

"One man and one sword." Fu Ya stroked her beard as if she knew what Donghuang Taixin meant.

"Interesting." East Huang too heart corners of the mouth hook a trace of inexplicable smile, "don't know sword Saint see, can be very pleased."