Deng Yongshi excitedly pulled Old General Deng's arm and shook it constantly, but her eyes were always fixed on Ling Feng.
"It seems that Ling Feng has reached his limit."
General Deng shook his head, "But that's fine. Losing the game like this is at least not embarrassing. And..."
General Deng raised his head and looked at King Tianbai on the dragon throne, and said slowly: "The royal family's face has been saved."
At the referee's table, all the major referees also sighed. Although it was a pity that the Tianfeng Sword Team lost, it was undoubtedly the best result.
"You brat, you have a hundred veins. Why, do you still want to hide them?"
Only Yan Cangtian kept his eyes fixed on Ling Feng. He knew very well that Ling Feng had more trump cards. It would be too early to say that he lost now.
On the sword fighting stage.
A light green light suddenly flickered, and a strong breath of life was injected into Ling Feng's body, allowing him to relax slightly.
It was Mu Qianxue who displayed her recovery aura.
She gritted her silver teeth and saw that Ling Feng had the upper hand, and was ready to use the secret technique to improve the cultivation of her teammates.
"Wait a minute!"
Miyagi suddenly raised his hand to stop her, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Sister Mu, before the fourth prince takes action, you cannot use your amplification technique, otherwise, once the fourth prince sees that something is wrong, he and Xuanyuan break the formation to deal with Ling Feng
, we won’t have any chance again.”
"But..." Mu Qianxue clenched her fists, "Brother Ling..."
"Believe him! No matter what, wait until he defeats Xuanyuan Breaking Formation, and then use your ability to help him defeat the Fourth Prince."
Miyagi quickly analyzed the situation on the field and this was their only chance to win.
After all, the strength of the fourth prince is not much worse than that of Xuanyuan Po Formation. In any case, the fourth prince cannot be allowed to join forces with Xuanyuan Po Formation. Otherwise, the result can be imagined.
the other side.
When the fourth prince saw Xuanyuan Po Formation gradually gaining the upper hand, the expression on his face became relaxed again.
Sure enough, Xuanyuan Po Formation did not disappoint him after all.
He turned back to look at his flag guard and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Huanling, please help the team members recover!"
"yes!"
The flag-keeper of the Royal Sword Corps was a thin man with a light blue hood wrapped around his head and a pair of strangely blue eyes.
I saw his eyes fluctuating slightly, and circles of light blue light radiated around him. Soon, it was divided into three energy sources and integrated into the bodies of Xuanyuan Po Zhen and the others.
After a while, the auras of the three of them returned to about 30%, and they seemed to be a little different from before.
It seems that Xiao Huanling is not an ordinary person who can become the flag guard of the Royal Sword Corps.
"Humph, that's only fair!"
The corner of the fourth prince's mouth curled up, and Xiao Huanling's healing aura still had a violent effect. Next, those guys in the Tianfeng Sword Team who don't know the heights of the world will be attacked by even more terrifying attacks.
"Huh...huh..."
Ling Feng gasped slightly, and held the Shifang Destruction tightly with both hands. Xuanyuan's strength in breaking through the formation made Ling Feng's expression serious.
Will a Xuanyuan Break Formation push me to my limit?
No, it’s far from the limit!
Although he can still use the ability of shocking calamity, once this move is used, it will drain almost all his mental energy. Basically, he will have no chance to make another move. Therefore, this move must be reserved for the fourth prince.
After all, from the beginning to the end, he has not exhausted any energy. If he cannot defeat Xuanyuan Po Zhen and the Fourth Prince in succession, the Tianfeng Sword Team will definitely be defeated.
As for Mu Qianxue's ability, his view is the same as Miyagi's, and he must leave enough trump cards to deal with the fourth prince.
"Ling Feng, you've surprised me by being able to persist to this point! You won't have any chance from now on!"
The Evil Jing Sword in Xuanyuan Po Zhen's hand swung lightly, and his control over the Evil Sword had reached the point where he could use his fingers like an arm.
"Yeah?"
Suddenly, Ling Feng raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit again.
At this moment, the doubts on Ling Feng's face completely disappeared, and he threw away all distracting thoughts.
What kind of game, what kind of victory or defeat, what kind of decisive battle.
Give up everything, now, there is only fight!
Destruction in all directions seemed to be connected with Ling Feng's mind, and at the same time, a high-pitched sword roar erupted like a dragon, which penetrated the Nine Netherworld and shook the heaven and the earth.
And when Ling Feng and Xuanyuan broke the formation and stood in confrontation, the battle between Li Bufan and Yan Jinghong also became the focus of countless people's attention.
After Yan Jinghong recovered, his killing moves became even more ferocious. Every time he made a move, even the thunderbolt was almost frozen, and the force exerted on Fenglei's left arm in succession was also very heavy on him.
Every time he used the Thunder Explosion Step, he felt as if his legs were almost scorched, and his body began to be unable to withstand the terrifying speed.
"The end of the strong crossbow!"
Yan Jinghong Jiejie laughed strangely, "You are worthy of competing with me? Go to hell! The Ice Emperor is coming!"
Li Bufan clenched his sword tightly and used the power of wind and thunder to continuously break away from the blockage of cold air. If he had not swallowed the Holy Dragon Tyrant Blood Pill, he would have reached his limit at this moment.
"Thunder comes to the world! Raiqi!"
Sizzle!
The terrifying arc of electricity once again wrapped around Li Bufan, and he stepped out in an instant, approaching Yan Jinghong. No matter what, he must be held back before others can establish an advantage!
"Wishful thinking, your tricks are getting old!"
Yan Jinghong shouted loudly and froze all the space around him, including himself and Li Bufan.
Bang!
There was an explosion, and the huge ice cube shattered in mid-air. Yan Jinghong floated back, while Li Bufan was directly blown away. He covered his chest with his palms and spat out a mouthful of blood.
This Yan Jinghong is a top evildoer after all, and at this moment, he still showed extremely excellent fighting talent.
"Hmph, you're done!"
A ferocious look flashed in Yan Jinghong's eyes, and he swung out his long sword, which immediately condensed into ice that filled the sky, and shot towards Li Bufan.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Li Bufan barely managed to hold on in the frost storm, and suddenly fell into an absolute disadvantage.
"Extraordinary!"
When Jiang Xiaofan saw Li Bufan's situation, he panicked. Suddenly a flaw appeared in his defense, and Dugu Lang found the opportunity.
"laugh!"
A sword, with bloody flowers, pierced Jiang Xiaofan's right shoulder directly, gouging out a piece of flesh and blood.
"Um!"
Jiang Xiaofan groaned, his face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly.
"Hahaha, do you still care about others?"
Dugu Lang laughed loudly, Jiang Xiaofan's defense was really a headache, but now that his defense was broken, then, it was time for him to show off his power.
"Swift Wolf Slam!"
Dugu Lang let out a low roar, and a burst of wolf howls filled Jiang Xiaofan's ears. Then, he saw a sword light slashing towards him. Jiang Xiaofan barely raised his sword to block it, but heard a loud "clang" sound and the Shen Yuan Sword in his hand was released.
It flew out and was directly knocked dozens of feet away.
The wound on Jiang Xiaofan's shoulder suddenly opened, and blood immediately dyed his clothes red.
"Look how you can compete with me without your sword!"
Dugu Lang's eyes flashed with a chilling chill, he roared, and pounced in the direction of Jiang Xiaofan.