Chapter 225 The Birth of the Purple Mysterious Chip
The two powerful men faced off against each other, with each other's auras locked on each other.
"I, Xuanfeng, would like to learn a little bit about the hope in Jiang Wentian's and the others' hearts." Xuanfeng spoke, his voice fell, and his figure came like the wind, carrying a storm of energy.
Qin Feng's long sword shook, and the sword flowers roared, turning into a storm of sword energy, which shook together with Xuan Feng's wind storm.
In an instant, the two storms collided, then merged and fought against each other, forming a larger storm that raged.
Xuanfeng's body was surrounded by wind whirlpools, directly penetrated the energy storm, and shot towards Su Hun.
"The Gang of Ten Thousand Winds!" The folding fan flapped violently, and a cone-shaped storm erupted like the wind containing the heaven and earth.
The Nine Tribulations Sword flashed with thunder, and a thunder sword shadow roared out like a fierce tiger, carrying the violent power of thunder and impacting out.
Obviously, neither of them had an initial test, and it was a duel with ultimate moves.
During the fighting, the fists and feet of the two people were constantly colliding. Their swords and fans, legs and legs, each carried ferocious power, and they were constantly clashing together.
As soon as they fought, the two entered an incandescent state. The battle was so fierce that countless people around them were horrified.
Is this the pinnacle competition among this freshmen class?
Even some high-level spiritual kings cannot get involved, and the battle storm is getting fiercer.
The two people kept moving, sword shadows and fan lights kept coming from where they met, along with fierce aura, which continued to spread out.
With flying sand and rocks, the earth trembling, and people's figures intertwined, this area became the main battlefield for the two of them, attracting the attention of countless people, who were all dumbfounded.
"Su Hun actually fought with the lunatic from Hanhai College to such an extent." The freshmen who came over all opened their mouths.
It is unimaginable that Su Hun is so strong.
The strength of Zhou Mo and Xuan Feng has been recognized. After all, they both have strong combat power that can destroy an entire team on their own.
However, Su Hun and Xuan Feng fought against each other and did not fall behind at all.
That lightning sword technique was danced so superbly and exquisitely that people couldn't help but applaud.
Boom!
There was another fierce collision. The two of them retreated violently for a while. Their breaths were a little short. Obviously, such a fight would consume a lot of money.
"Sure enough, you are very strong. No wonder even General Wentian admires you so much." Xuanfeng said, the folding fan in his hand trembled slightly, and wisps of sharp wind whirlpools emerged.
"But this is not enough. Hong Youwu, Jiang Wentian and the others are about to lose. You won't have time even if you hold me back."
"I'm not trying to hold you back." Su Hun shook his head, flipped his other hand over, and a long sword filled with three-color sword energy appeared in his hand.
The four-color sword energy storm swept across, making his power even more intense.
Xuanfeng's face also became completely solemn at this moment.
"Even so, you can't even think of breaking through my blockade." His body shook, and streams of spiritual energy flowed into the folding fan.
And with the continuous blessing of spiritual energy, the shaking of the folding fan became more and more violent, and faintly, the space near the folding fan began to distort.
"Tiangang Eighteen Wind Spirits Slash!"
With a loud shout, Xuanfeng suddenly flapped his folding fan, and a whirlwind blade struck at Su Hun.
"Ice Spirit Shield!"
Su Hun waved his sleeves, and the four-color sword energy surged out, and then, a slightly transparent sword energy joined in.
In an instant, countless white ice crystals appeared in the air ahead, and an extremely cold and hard temperature froze all the sword energy.
An ice shield, radiant and lifelike, stood in front of Su Hun.
Bang!
At the same time, the whirlpool blade also slashed over.
clang!
With a crisp sound, the whirlpool blade exploded.
But the Ice Spirit Shield remained motionless.
"Let's see how many you can block." Xuanfeng shouted coldly, flapped his folding fan repeatedly, and blasted out a series of whirlwind blades.
Bang bang bang...
In this area, dull explosions continued to be heard, and ice shards continued to splash out from the huge ice shield along with the impact of the whirlwind blade.
But from beginning to end, it remained as stable as a mountain and was not breached.
Boom!
As the seventeenth whirlwind blade fell, some cracks appeared in the ice shield.
At the eighteenth step, the ice spirit shield shattered.
Seeing this scene, Xuanfeng was deeply shocked in his eyes. This guy actually resisted his Tiangang Eighteen Wind Spirit Slash. Before that, no one could resist it.
Even Jiang Wentian was injured by his sixteenth Wind Spirit Slash.
"Is this your only attack? Then...it's my turn next." Su Hun looked at Xuan Feng indifferently, and the two swords moved slightly.
Seeing this, Xuanfeng's face turned solemn, his hands became invisible, and along with the faint ringing of bells, a large illusory bell was set around his body.
On the body of the clock, wisps of wind swirls were imprinted on it, vivid and constantly moving.
The Three Lives Sword and the Nine Tribulations Sword were slashed down, and two fierce torrents of sword energy roared out, like an angry sea, violently impacting the big bell.
The strong impact caused the bell to shake violently, but it did not break.
Seeing this, Xuanfeng sneered: "The wind bell is my strongest defense. Even the Zhou Demon may not be able to break it."
"Really?" Su Hun smiled strangely.
As soon as Xuanfeng finished speaking, his pupils narrowed when he saw the third sword appearing in the sky above Su Hun.
An astonishing chill and a skin-tearing coldness came over me.
call out!
The sword exploded, like a peerless sword coming out. The sharpness made Xuanfeng's whole body tremble with chills.
clang!
The sharp sound of gold and iron came out, accompanied by sparks flying, a crack appeared on the wind bell, and the tip of the sword spread out.
Boom!
On top of another dull, cold sword, a fierce and cold sword energy surged forward.
Bang!
The wind bell could no longer hold on, and all the whirlwinds above it suddenly exploded, and the entire wind bell began to disintegrate.
Rumble!
The immeasurable sword energy spurted out and impacted Xuanfeng's body.
Visible to the naked eye, his spiritual energy defense was torn apart by the sword energy.
Phew!
Xuan Feng shot backwards, and a mouthful of blood spurted out miserably.
call out!
The flying sword flew across and penetrated Xuanfeng's body, bringing up a wisp of blood.
When Xuan Feng fell to the ground, a sword was pressed against his throat, and at the same time, a cold voice sounded: "Hand over the Xuan Feng, or die."
"Here you go." Xuanfeng painfully handed over the blue Xuan Crystal.
The Xuan Jing piece that swallowed Xuan Feng and Su Hun's Xuan Jing piece gradually began to vibrate, and a wisp of purple light filled the air quietly.
The purple light became more and more intense, and the vibrations of the black crystal became more and more intense.
Finally, a purple beam of light rose into the sky, shaking the entire battlefield.
Everyone raised their heads in shock. The purple mysterious crystal was finally born since the war started.