All the disciples watching the match were holding their breath and looking forward to it.
The first person to appear on the Body Refining Peak side was undoubtedly Wu Feng. His appearance on stage did not arouse much surprise. Instead, it gave all the watching disciples a trembling feeling. It was this monster who challenged him all the way from the ninth peak.
One-on-one, let’s fight against the legendary Fire Spirit Peak!
Who would have expected this day before this battle came?
That slender figure is indelible in everyone's memory and has become a kind of "eternity"!
And the first person from Huolingfeng to take the stage is... Damn, the left-handed Vulcan!
The Left-Hand Fire God is a title recognized by inner sect cultivators. Anyone who can obtain the title is a genius or has extraordinary talents. The Left-Hand Fire God has both. He is born with six fingers on his left hand, whether it is eating or eating.
Still using the sword, always with the left hand.
No one has ever seen his right hand!
His right hand is hidden in the wide sleeves of his robe. If it weren't for the bulging sleeves, everyone would think that he is a cripple with a broken arm!
The left-handed Vulcan cultivator is not very old. He is 136 years old this year and has experienced three Nine Peaks competitions. This means that he was sixty-six years old when he first qualified for the competition!
In Huolingfeng, where there are many masters, he was qualified to compete among five people at the age of sixty-six. Based on this alone, there is no need to use words to describe his terrifying talent!
Wu Feng looked at the young man who came on stage. Except for a few people, most people would only dress up like an old man when they were thousands of years old. His eyes fell on his right hand. The sleeve was empty, and there was something like
There is a deep swamp that can swallow up everything you look at.
Wu Feng's eyes flashed with blazing heat. He was worthy of being a disciple of Huoling Peak. The first one to appear was so powerful that he felt his blood boiling.
The disciples watching the game took their breath and stared. The entire square with hundreds of thousands of people was silent. The two people on the stage looked at each other like invisible sharp blades dancing wildly, giving people a sense of suffocating oppression.
"One move!" The left-hand fire god stared at Wu Feng, with a cold expression and a hint of arrogance, and said: "One move determines the outcome, what do you think?"
"Good idea." Wu Feng smiled, it was exactly what he wanted.
The left hand Vulcan raised his left hand. Sure enough, there were six fingers on his hand. They were slender and white, as tender as human skin. They were not like a man's hand at all. He flicked his fingers, and a sword roar came out from the void like thousands of people.
The bells ringing inside and outside echoed throughout the square.
call!
The fire suddenly shot up into the sky, and the void was torn apart. The flames were like a wild and angry dragon, soaring straight into the sky from the void in front of him, illuminating the entire sky. The fire was so hot that it was as hot as the sun, so much so that it made people feel uncomfortable even in broad daylight.
Arrive, the surrounding sky has darkened, and here is the only light!
The firelight suddenly dissipated, revealing what was wrapped in it - it was a fiery red hot splash, about two fingers wide, seven inches long, as thin as a cicada's wing, and it looked like its pupils had been cut open at a glance!
The left-hand fire god raised his hand and dropped the flying sword. At this moment, he seemed to have changed into a different person. His aura suddenly changed from calm as water to violent and fiery, like the supreme being in the fire. The robes on his body were burning with blazing flames.
, bathed in the firelight, his expression as cold as ice!
"The perfect way of burning!" Wu Feng's eyes lit up. Although the way of burning is not the way of fire, it is an extremely powerful one among the branches of the way of fire!
The fire will burn.
But flames don’t just burn, this is the difference between a small road and a big road!
Although it is not the complete way of fire, it is extremely difficult to practice it to perfection, and this person's cultivation level has reached the late stage of Earth Immortal!
That's right, the first disciple sent out was the late Earth Immortal!
Wu Feng even doubted whether monsters from the Immortal Realm would be sent out when Shui Ling Peak arrived. Although this possibility was very small, it was not impossible. However, there was no time to think about it at this moment. He raised his hand and drew, and the air swirled into wind.
The gun driven by the arm expanded rapidly and violently, gradually rising into the sky, and soon affected the nearby clouds and mists. The sky above the entire square dimmed in an instant, the light was blocked, and the world seemed to be destroyed. Only the low-pressure ink clouds,
It is rolling endlessly, as if there are countless peerless demons hiding in it trying to break free.
The disciples who were watching the game were so excited that their hearts trembled.
As soon as he comes up, he uses his big moves. Can he still have fun?!
"I wonder if your way of burning is stronger or my way of rain is stronger?" Wu Feng decided to give up the other ways and use the rain path to fight.
Water and fire are incompatible, whoever understands the Tao Yun stronger will win!
The left-hand fire god seemed to see Wu Feng's intention, and a trace of anger flashed in his star-like eyes. The veins on his left hand bulged, and he roared and suddenly swung the flying sword: "Destroy the God!!"
Phew~
The moment the flying sword was swung, there was a tearing sound in the air like cloth, a dark gap flashed, and the void was cut through. The fleeting depth made people feel frightened.
The moment the flying sword was released, the blade disappeared and was wrapped in a raging fire, like a meteorite falling from the sky, unstoppable!
There are three realms of combat.
Rookies compete for strength, experts compete for skills, and the real strong fight with momentum!
How strong the heart is, how terrifying the momentum is, and the power of the heart is endless!
After reaching the realm of the left-hand fire god, there is no need to pay attention to skills. No matter how Wu Feng dodges this sword, he will be hit. Moreover, the more he dodges, the weaker his momentum will be, and he will eventually be unable to resist!
In the viewing field in front of the left-hand Vulcan, all the disciples' sights were swallowed up by the burning flames on the flying sword. They felt a deep fear that seemed to tear their hearts apart, and they wanted to scream and run away, as if this power was
No barrier can withstand it!
Wu Feng did not dodge, but instead looked up at the sky. The low-hanging dark clouds roared violently, and lightning flashed. He raised his hand gently, and the lightning fell from the dark clouds, hitting his hand accurately. However, it was shocking.
Yes, the lightning did not disappear in a flash. Instead, it was like a chain, wrapped around his hand. To be precise... it was held by him!
The other end of the lightning is connected to the dark clouds. This invisible lightning has turned into a purple rope, constantly struggling and twisting.
This scene was like a miracle. Not only did it shock many of the watching disciples, even the left-hand Vulcan shrank his pupils, showing a hint of shock.
Wu Feng, who was holding the thunderbolt in his hand, had a faint smile on his face. His black hair was flying in the strong wind. With one hand behind his back, the right hand holding the thunderbolt suddenly pulled——
Wow~~
The entire sky seemed to collapse, and the thick dark clouds were like a burst dam, being torn off a piece, and a heavy rain suddenly poured down from it. This was no longer [rain], but a Milky Way in the nine heavens!
Countless water flows collapsed, falling on the Immortal Platform, and collided with the flaming meteorite-like flying sword. A large amount of white gas immediately emerged. The flying sword was not affected much and continued to rush forward.
Wu Feng seemed to have expected it. He stretched out his hand into the water, and blue light loomed in his palm. When he took it back from the water again, he already held a blue flying sword in his hand. This flying sword was very simple, like a stick.
Ice pick!
The flaming flying sword has arrived!
Murderous intent instantly spread throughout Wu Feng's body, shrouding him and making him unable to escape. The flames illuminated his pupils!
Raise your hand and wave forward.
It seems like it has happened countless times over the years.
Hit out nonchalantly!
Zheng!!!
The sound of impact suddenly resounded throughout the world, causing the entire Sendai to shake and tremble, and the entire square to tremble. It was as if the huge main peak of the mountain was affected by this collision and was trembling slightly.