On the ring, Feng Lingzhen stomped fiercely, and the surging Qi caused a whirlwind in the air, rolling up all the sand and stones on the ground, soaring into the sky! Her pair of white palms quickly moved, forming a kind of
A handprint that looks extremely complicated.【】
In an instant, strong zhenqi fluctuations gathered crazily in Feng Ling's palms, and a white cyclone containing terrifying power quickly condensed out of his handprints, glowing with a strange white light.
As Feng Ling's true energy surged out, the volume of the cyclone became larger and larger, gradually opening Feng Ling's palms, and the white light bursting out from it became more and more dazzling, releasing a kind of
A heart-stoppingly powerful aura.
There was a trace of ruthless coldness on Feng Ling's slightly pale face, she held the cyclone in the center of her hands, and her eyes were locked on Lei Ting's body like a poisonous snake.
"The Feng family's high-grade virtual realm martial art - Misty Wind Mountain Collapsing Strike!" Yundingshan said with a slightly moved expression. Based on his friendship with Feng Zhihe, he was somewhat familiar with the origin of this high-grade martial art.
Lanfeng Mountain Collapse Strike! This is a true martial art stolen by Feng Zhihe’s ancestors from a powerful force in the Great Yan Empire! However, due to the rush of things at the time, he did not obtain it.
The complete Misty Wind Collapse Mountain Strike, but the power of just one fragment is enough to make this martial art reach the level of high-grade virtual realm.
"With Ling'er's current zhenqi cultivation, he can only perform one Misty Wind Mountain Collapse Strike. But this strike is enough to decide the outcome!" Feng Zhihe said with great confidence. In his opinion, Lei Lei is dead.
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"Feng Ling actually perfected this martial art!?" Lei Xiaotian's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he took a breath of air and lost his voice.
Although the two people's cultivation levels are similar, Lei Lei can only cultivate low-grade virtual realm martial arts at best. How can he compete with Feng Ling who performs the Misty Wind Mountain Collapse Strike?
One by one, the two martial arts are completely different by two levels, and the power can be said to be completely different. If they were to compete head-on, Lei Lei would definitely lose miserably.
"Fengling is trying to kill you!" Lei Xiaotian tightened his fists and rushed to the ring to save Lei Ting. As for the Lei family's reputation and the outcome of the battle, they were far less important to him than his grandson.
One hand of fire, one hand of ice! Under the powerful aura of the opponent, another kind of power in Lei Lei finally began to surge crazily. The spiritual energy quickly gathered in Lei Lei's two palms, and was transformed into cold
Ice and fire.
"What! This is..." Lei Xiaotian, who was about to get up to save people, suddenly froze in place. Two kinds of Yuanli breath with different attributes appeared on Lei Lei's body at the same time. He knew what this meant.
But that’s it!
"Spiritual magic!"
"Healer! Lei Lei is actually a spiritual master!"
Everyone in the audience was shocked!
Spiritual Master! A synonym for nobility and power. In a place like Yunshan Town, it is even rarer and equivalent to an extinct identity. It actually appeared in a fourteen-year-old boy!
A spiritual master was born in the Lei family! There were shouts of exclamation one after another, and the whole arena was almost boiling. The shock that Thunder gave them today was too much! One wave followed another, making everyone feel like they were in a dream.
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"God bless you!" Lei Xiaotian breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly sat back in his seat. However, his majestic body that kept shaking revealed the uncontrollable excitement in his heart, and even the seat shook violently.
stand up.
Bang!
"This little bastard!" The stone chair under Feng Zhihe's butt was completely shattered by him. He suddenly stood up, the gaze in his eyes was as full of murderous intent as a blade.
"Feng Leopard! Go down and kill this kid immediately!" Feng Zhihe roared almost like a roar.
"Wait a minute!" Yundingshan's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stopped him: "There is no news from the Lei family yet. If we launch it rashly, I'm afraid it will affect our plan! The overall situation is the most important, let's take a look first before talking!"
Feng Zhihe took two heavy breaths, and then regained his composure: "Isn't this Ice and Fire Palm the master of Master Yan? How did it fall into the hands of this boy?"
"On that day of the conflict, Master Yan's treasure bag was swallowed by this boy's spirit beast. Presumably the beast did not actually swallow the treasure bag, but gave it to this boy again! The secret book of the Ice and Fire Palm
, it must be in the treasure bag." Yundingshan is an old and cunning man, and his analysis is very accurate.
"The power of this Ice and Fiery Palm is only equivalent to a mid-level virtual realm martial art. Feng Ling still has a good chance of winning!" Yundingshan persuaded.
Feng Zhihe weighed the situation, then found another stone chair to sit down and continued to watch the battle on the ring.
On the stage, Wind Spirit's aura reached its peak, and she almost lost consciousness because of Thunder's spiritual magic. But then her eyes became colder, and the cyclone controlled by her handprints finally reached the edge of exploding.
"Even the Ice and Fire Palm can't save you!" Feng Ling certainly knew that Master Yan's special spiritual technique was not enough to compete with the Lanfeng Mountain Collapse Strike!
"Prepare to die!" Feng Ling kicked his body and jumped in front of Thunder. His handprints exploded, releasing the condensed cyclone instantly. A fierce hurricane suddenly rolled out!
The terrifying aura that hit his face did not make Lei Lei move at all. The energy of ice and fire in his hands had also been mixed, and the huge and uncertain power condensed between his palms, making a gentle buzzing sound.
"You seem to be proud too early..."
A layer of purple lightning quickly surged on Lei Lei's arm, which complemented the mixed ice and fire, and his aura increased sharply again. He had to integrate the power of Thunder Palm into Ice Fire Palm before he could display the unparalleled power.
The power of Yu Lanfeng's mountain collapse attack!
"Ice, Fire, Thunder Palm!"
The two thunder palms suddenly split apart, and the ice and fire mixed with the thunder element of the thunder palms, and the mist wind mountain collapse strike of the wind spirit hit each other hard!
boom!
The fierce wind burst out from the positions of the two of them, and a strong wave shook the arena to the point of almost collapsing. More than a hundred cracks on the ground opened at the same time, and sand and rocks flew with an astonishing force!
"Poof!" Feng Ling's delicate body flew out miserably like a kite with its string broken. A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from her mouth and fell heavily to the ground.
"Ling'er!" Feng Zhihe was shocked, and his face suddenly turned pale. Feng Bao behind him glared angrily, and a terrifying murderous aura suddenly burst out, locking firmly on Lei Ting's body.
Just when the entire audience looked at Lei Lei with extremely shocked eyes, a crisp explosion suddenly came from the sky. A long signal flare trajectory quickly rose from the direction of Lei's house, and in the mid-air
A cluster of brilliant fireworks formed!
"It's done!" Yundingshan burst into ecstasy, slapped his thighs, jumped up and shouted.
A cold and ferocious look finally appeared on Feng Zhihe's pale face. The true energy in his body exploded suddenly, and he spat out loudly: "Do it! Leave no one behind!"