Although he has a martial soul like Creation Green Lotus, which has the ability to heal, the use of healing magical powers has always consumed soul power extremely.

If the injury is serious, it will consume a lot of mind, so try not to use it until the critical moment.

"If this continues, that team will probably be defeated if it lasts for one minute at most."

Staring at the two teams not far away, Lu Qingxue calmly analyzed.

"Well, everyone is ready to launch an attack at any time."

Lu Qingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the aura on everyone's body to the extreme, and the spiritual power around him was gradually condensing.

After hearing this, Long Xi and his friends looked slightly terrified, and the spiritual power in their entire bodies slowly boiled.

The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly. Before three minutes, four or five people in the other team had already died at the hands of the Fire Temple.

"You dare to resist stubbornly, hand over the token and storage ring, and leave a complete body for you!"

The captain led by the team of the Flame Temple hugged his chest with his hands, and the martial artist in the martial arts realm in front shouted coldly.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"Don't think about it!"

The martial artist in the martial arts realm looked at the bodies of four or five companions around him, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth with hatred.

He originally carried the hope of the entire academy to participate in this true dragon feast, but he didn't expect that half of the players died as soon as he entered the ancient battlefield, which made him unacceptable.

Moreover, judging from the meaning of the temple warrior in front of him, he had no intention of letting them go!

"Haha, don't think so? This is what you said!"

The captain of the Fire Temple Team couldn't help but smile after hearing this. He had been practicing in the upper realm for too long. This feeling of crushing was simply too wonderful for him.

boom!

The vast spiritual power burst out instantly, and the captain of the Fire Team smiled loudly. As the light flashed, the king-level spear in his hand stabbed hard in front of him.

With the peak cultivation level of the martial arts realm and the power of the king-level spiritual weapon, he is sure to kill the warriors in front of him directly!

"It's now, do it!"

A roar suddenly sounded, and just as the captain of the Fire Temple was about to kill the person in front of him and relaxed his guard, Lu Qingchen and his group launched a fierce attack.

Liu Yan and Lu Qingxue rushed out first. Since they had the highest cultivation level in the team, they naturally met the peak martial artist in the Fire Temple.

A dazzling blue light flashed by, Lu Qingxue's fair hands quickly formed seals, and a huge iceberg smashed forward in the blink of an eye.

boom!

The huge iceberg smashed down fiercely at the peak of the Fire Temple with the whistling wind.

Because he was just relaxing his vigilance, the peak warrior from the Temple of Fire was hit by a huge iceberg before he could react.

Liu Yan, who saw this scene, naturally would not miss this opportunity. The moment the iceberg fell, a sharp sword energy had already soared into the sky.

The dizzy Peak Master warrior, who was hit by the iceberg, felt the sharpness of the sword light as soon as he stood up. His face changed. A black shield suddenly appeared on the hand of the Peak Master warrior.

laugh!

The sharp sword light slashed hard on the black shield. In the blink of an eye, a crack appeared and the shield exploded with a bang.

"Damn it, the rats hiding in the dark, I must kill you!"

The captain of the Fire Temple saw that his defensive spirit weapon was damaged, and his eyes immediately jumped, and then a burst of anger rose in his heart.

If my reaction was slower just now, I would probably be in a different place now.

"Everyone, let's solve these mice together!"

A fierce light appeared in his eyes. The peak warrior flipped his wrist and the king-level spear burst out directly at Liu Yan.

After hearing this, the other nine people reacted and met the others as soon as possible.

boom......!

The war broke out, and the loud bangs broke out, and the two teams officially collided at this moment.

Lu Qingchen took the lead and directly found the second-ranked strong man in the team of the Fire Temple.

"kill!"

Lu Qingchen roared, and the Holy Body of Burning Heaven revived instantly, and the red fist print shone brightly, whistling down with terrifying power.

"Bang--"

A dull color sounded, and the red fist mark hit the enemy's chest hard, directly shaking the warrior's mouth coughing up blood.

"You are from the Holy Academy of Heavenly Dao?!"

The warrior of the Fire Temple is named Zhang Jun. His cultivation has long reached the level of honoring martial arts, and his strength is second only to that captain at the peak of the martial arts realm.

For some reasons, he often heard about the Holy Academy of Heavenly Dao from the Temple. Even out of caution, he deliberately observed the team of the Holy Academy of Heavenly Dao in front of the gate of the Temple of Heavenly Dao, but he didn't expect to encounter it so soon.

Moreover, judging from the power of the punch just now, the strength of the young man in front of him has definitely reached the realm of Martial Arts.

"That's right, but unfortunately there is no prize!"

Lu Qingchen sneered, and the Fen Tian Holy Fist roared out again.

He did not intend to give this person a chance to breathe, because according to the overall strength of the team, they were even slightly lower than the team in front of them.

"You haven't arrived in Tianwu yet?"

Seeing the momentum that broke out on Lu Qingchen's body, the Dacheng Zun warrior named Zhang Jun was shocked in his heart. This was simply incredible.

The red fist prints whizzed with the evil wind. Zhang Jun, who felt the strong wind, immediately reacted.

"How dare you be crazy about the ants in the Earth Martial Realm!"

As Zhang Jun endured the severe pain from his chest, his face was ferocious. As his soul power gathered, he met the red fist with one killing move.

"Bang!"

The moment the two collided, the sound of mountains shaking and earth shaking sounded, and a circle of spiritual power ripples visible to the naked eye stirred out.

"Click--"

A sound of bone cracks sounded, Zhang Jun's face twisted in pain, and covered his bleeding fist, Zhang Jun's whole body trembled violently.

Lu Qingchen's punch just now not only shattered his fist, but also shattered his internal organs.

"Ah! How is it possible, why is your body so powerful?!"

Looking at the intact young man in front of him, Zhang Jun stared at his eyes and shouted incredibly.

How is this possible for a warrior who has not even reached the Heavenly Martial Realm to suppress himself who has already transformed into a spirit in melee battle?

"nothing is impossible!"
Chapter completed!