The two people's words shocked the eardrums of everyone present, and the audience instantly became excited. The long-awaited battle is about to begin. People are looking forward to who will win.
Bai Rushuang frowned on the stage and seemed a little nervous. After all, the reputation of Shura Girl is not just a legend.
He Feng stood there, his clothes moving automatically without any wind. Suddenly, He Feng's curtain moved, and an afterimage remained in place.
Wang Jie stood up instead of retreating. A trace of electric arc flashed on his body. His fists transformed into silver-black shapes and exploded into the space next to him.
A figure appeared in response, four pairs of fists collided, and with a "boom", the two figures retreated at the same time, covering a distance of more than ten meters.
Wang Jie licked his lips and said with fiery eyes: "Here you come." He Min was also a little surprised. This young man who seemed to be only about 20 years old was really quite capable.
There were sounds of thunder and lightning in the air, and arcs of electricity shone under Wang Jie's feet. His feet seemed to be taking strange steps, leaving a trace of arcs of electricity on the ground that jumped in place. Every time Wang Jie took a step, he could see it.
The figure flashed as if teleporting, leaving behind a series of afterimages in place, and the sound of thunder and lightning continued as it moved.
Now Wang Jie has truly experienced the essence of the Thunderbolt Body Technique, and he performs it like a ghost, making it impossible to figure out.
It was obvious that He Feng was not an ordinary character. His figure trembled slightly on the spot, and a black figure moved his feet and rushed towards the oncoming Wang Jie.
For a moment, the people on the stage could no longer be seen clearly. They saw two black figures flashing on the stage like light and shadow. There were harsh clashing sounds. Every collision caused the surrounding space to explode.
There was a ripple, as if it could not bear such a collision.
He Tianxiang looked at the two people caught in the fight and felt a little upset for a moment. This young man came from nowhere and was so difficult to deal with.
Seeing Hetong dangling in front of him, Tianxiang was furious for a moment. If it hadn't been for this arrogant boy to plead for mercy, the Bai family would have ceased to exist. But now, it's better. The Bai family doesn't know where to ask for help.
With such a powerful character coming, it is still unknown who will win.
Wang Jie kept moving forward, and when he heard the movement behind him without even looking, he shot out a hand seal with his backhand, trying to make contact with He Nuan behind him. He Nuan's forward body was stagnant, and Wang Jie suddenly turned around and did a cheating move.
He used it as a hood for He Min, and the whip leg left an afterimage in the air. He Min's mind moved, and a black spiritual light curtain instantly condensed in front of his eyes. The whip leg hit the light curtain, and the light curtain rippled.
A crack still appeared.
One move missed, Wang Jie's figure suddenly bullied him, and his fist containing the power of thunder and lightning hit He Ning head-on. Wang Jie's successive attacks made He Ning furious.
Looking at the fist that exploded, Wang Jie's body twisted strangely. Wang Jie's fist whizzed past He Min's ear, and the wind of the fist took away a trace of scattered black hair.
He Feng's body shape changed and he crawled towards Wang Jie's arms. A huge black finger with a hint of light, mixed with the sound of breaking wind, stabbed towards Wang Jie's throat.
A finger that was enough to penetrate the peak of the spiritual master realm fell on Wang Jie's throat, and a sound of gold and iron exploded. Sparks flew everywhere, and He Min's eyes narrowed, "How is it possible that his defense is so bad?"
Abnormal," He Feng's figure quickly retreated.
How did He Min know that Wang Jie had already cultivated the Nine Heavens Devouring Thunder Technique, and also cultivated one thousandth of the Nine Thunder Body? Therefore, the defense of every part of Wang Jie's body was almost perfect.
Like a meteorite from the sky, few people can break it.
Wang Jie looked at He Min, who was retreating sharply, with a joking look in his eyes, "Since you want to play, I'll play with you to the end."
Arcs of electricity flashed under his feet. Wang Jie's body was like a tarsal maggot, and he stepped forward tightly. A giant black finger that was even more perverted than He Feng appeared out of thin air.
The space between the giant finger's appearance rippled, and black electric arcs jumped above the game, looking weird and domineering. The black giant finger, with a few inches of light, stabbed at He Fei's throat with the force of thunder.
, the space where the giant finger passed fell into a vacuum state for a moment.
He Min thought in his heart; "Not good!" He accelerated and dodged to the side again, avoiding the vital point. His giant finger instantly pierced He Min's shoulder. He Min's eyes were full of horror. This seemingly calm young man
It's so tricky.
He Ning's figure was knocked back dozens of meters before he stopped. At this time, blood was flowing from He Ning's shoulders like a trickling stream.
"Hiss!" A gasp erupted from the crowd, "What, He Feng was actually injured. Where did this young man appear to be so powerful?
Bai Rushuang on the stage looked at such a scene, and burst into cheers for a moment, while He Tianxiang's face was gloomy, and his face seemed to sink like water. Although no one could see clearly the fight between the two before, but judging from the result of the fight
Look, this young man seems to be better.
The two people on the stage had no intention of paying attention to the cheers and discussions from the audience. Now He Min was very angry because the young man in front of her had shattered her arrogance.
He Min said in a cold voice: "Okay, yes, it's the help the Bai family has brought. Now you have successfully aroused my anger. Now you will accept the attack of my anger."
Wang Jie still looked calm and calm, and said slowly, "Okay, I'll get on with it."
He Min wanted to say something more, but he was obviously very angry. The raging spiritual power around him gradually calmed down. Now He Min was like an ordinary person, standing there motionless. Only Wang Jie could feel the current He Min.
Nuan is preparing more powerful moves.
Suddenly, the sky became dim, and black thunderclouds appeared in the sky. The thunderclouds kept squirming, seeming to resonate with He Nuo. A bright black spiritual power burst out from He Nuo's body, and a black streak of
The beam of light shot directly at the black thundercloud. When the two met, He Feng's face became a little pale, and traces of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that He Feng had reached his limit.
When the black beam of light connected with the thundercloud, a pressure that was enough to destroy the entire city swept over instantly, causing cracks to spread out in the arena with He Ning as the center, and spread in all directions.
Wang Jie looked at the scene in front of him and felt a little uneasy. This He Feng seemed to be suppressing something, and this power didn't seem to belong to her. It seemed like there was some trouble.
Wang Jie no longer hesitated, and suddenly took a step forward, releasing all his strength without reservation. A black spiritual power no less than that of He Min burst out, forming a black thundercloud in the sky, and the thundercloud rolled and shook the sky.
The roar resounded throughout the world.
The pressure of black thunder made the duel field very depressing. People looked at the two black thunderclouds competing against each other in the sky, and their heads felt short-circuited for a moment. What was going on?
Wang Jie's figure slowly rose into the air amid everyone's surprised eyes, "How can he fly? Is he in the spiritual martial arts realm?"
The black thunderclouds were constantly changing shapes around Wang Jie, as if they were seeing relatives.
He Feng was also very surprised at this moment. He did not expect that Wang Jie could have such a method. He felt cruel in his heart and kept changing his fingerprints with his petite hands.
As the handprint changed, a black handprint appeared in the air. As the handprint appeared, the space became frantic, and the black thunderclouds in the sky rushed to attack the petite handprint.
As the thundercloud rushed forward, the handprints emitted waves of violent fluctuations, causing the world to become depressed, and even the space seemed to be about to burst.
Looking at the slowly undulating handprints in front of him, He Min's pale face revealed a rare smile. Finally, he cast his eyes on Wang Jie standing in the sky, and softly shouted: "Kill with lightning."
Mu Ran's handprints moved, and the black handprints brought out a black light tail, cutting through the space and shrouding Wang Jie. Wherever it passed, the space slowly cracked, and the already cracked arena turned into one.
Piles of debris.
Wang Jie took a deep breath, this is the real storm.