When enemies meet, they attack with all their might.
In just two breaths, Feng Mian mobilized all the energy in his body, and he clearly felt the vibration of the imperial pillar. A layer of golden light covered his arm, and the moment it exploded, it became very dazzling.
Midway, Feng Mian's mind changed and he transformed his fist into a palm. Under the whistling wind of the palm, the surrounding space was stirred up layer by layer. The attack was so ferocious that the people in front of him did not dare to underestimate it.
The visitor's face was gloomy, and a cold light shot out from his eyes. He never thought that Feng Mian would break through to such a level in such a short period of time, which further deepened his desire to get rid of him soon.
Yan Hao's sleeves and robes shook, and at the same time as he stepped back, a dark black spear appeared. Cold light burst out, and the power in his body surged out at the same time. In an instant, he controlled all the atmosphere in the battle circle.
The spiritual energy on the gun body surged vigorously, his right hand sank, and the gun shadow swept forward sharply.
The strong wind roared, and Yan Hao sneered: "You have indeed improved very quickly, and you are not inferior to the monster you were before. But in front of me, there is no difference at all."
The cyclone rose, and the fluctuations spread in circles. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was mobilized by him.
Min Taihu and others who were watching the battle showed extremely surprised and solemn expressions: "Yan Hao, he actually broke through the realm of creation?" After careful inspection, something was wrong.
"It seems that there is no complete breakthrough, but it is stuck in the state of half-step creation state. Otherwise, if you fully exert your strength, you will not be able to reach this level at all."
Surprised, Feng Mian had no expression on his face and still struck out with his palm.
In an instant, the force of the spear and the wind of the palm clashed with each other. The violent aftermath spread, and the two of them turned around at the same time and retreated backwards. With a heavy breath, they stood still forcibly and continued to lock their eyes on each other.
Yan Hao is another great genius of Shengtian Academy. Although when Feng Mian is around, he can only be the second child in a thousand years. But his talent cannot be underestimated. He has reached the half-step creation state at the age of ten, and he is already very evil.
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After a moment of silence, Feng Mian glanced at the scars on his palms. His energy rose again, then disappeared again the next second.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The palm prints were blasted out continuously, and then changed rapidly, and with the shadow of the fist, Yan Hao was actually locked in with energy in two breaths. Then the offensive merged quickly, approaching Yan Hao's face.
He sneered: "It's useless to struggle, the gap in realm is something you can never overcome!"
The spear shook and spun away rapidly. Black shadows spread out one after another. The surrounding energy suddenly shrank, and then Feng Mian's offensive was broken layer by layer, and the aftermath was eroded. He fell back on his own, and scars appeared on his body again.
Seeing this, Yan Hao wanted to say something. But his eyes suddenly froze, and his whole body was surrounded by a small whirlpool.
Feng Mian disappeared again, and his fists and palm prints were continuously blasted towards Yan Hao.
In his opinion, a confrontation is a matter of life and death, and there is no need to dwell on it. But the result is that he will kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred to himself. Feng Mian's fists, arms, and body are all covered with black spears.
of scars.
Blood gushed out, but the wound healed rapidly. What on earth was this operation?
The two continued to exchange blows, and the power of the black gun was quite impressive. But after a while, Feng Mian felt that something was wrong. Because while the power of the gun shadow exploded, Yan Hao's aura seemed to be weakening imperceptibly.
"Senior, what's going on with him?" I asked in my heart.
Unfortunately, the mysterious man did not answer him, so Feng Mian had no choice but to watch the opportunity and continue to attack head on.
The two of them became more and more courageous as they fought, and were completely entangled. Sand and rocks were flying all around, and the sky was dark. Anyone who could make such a movement in this state was really a monster.
Encircled by the shadow of the black gun, Yan Hao stood still.
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The breath on the body continues to burst out, and the energy of the vortex gradually expands. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the more it expands, the less powerful it becomes.
At this time, Feng Mian's hand was already bloody. But there was a trace of golden light in it, which was repairing itself. The aura on his body was the opposite. The more it exploded, the stronger it became, which was very strange.
Bang! Bang! Boom!
Suddenly, a red light flashed in Feng Mian's eyes, and his hair almost stood up under the strength of his energy. He used all his strength, gritted his teeth, and punched out hard.
This blow was like the collision of weapons. There was only a click, and cracks appeared on the black gun.
"Break it for me!"
In the roar, Yan Hao's defensive vortex collapsed layer by layer. The tyrannical energy directly counterattacked, and his figure flew backwards. But he forced his breath to sink, and managed to steady his steps.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he stared at Feng Mian with disbelief in his eyes: "Impossible! How is this possible! You are only at the peak of Tongmai Realm, how can you compete with my Black Evil?"
Feng Mian's body was also covered with scars from the backlash of energy, and his clothes were dyed red with blood, making him look very embarrassed. However, his body was emitting a faint golden light, and he was repairing it very quickly.
"Yan Hao, do you really think I don't know? You actually use forbidden techniques so easily! With your true strength, it is impossible to control a weapon of this level. You overestimate yourself."
At this time, Yan Hao's eyes were full of evil. He walked up to Feng Mian and said, "I don't believe it. I don't believe that I can't compare to you. In this Holy Heaven Academy, I am the only genius!
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As he spoke, a streak of blood was smeared on his hand. A strange light flashed from the black gun. His hands suddenly spread open, and the black gun turned into countless gun shadows. After flying around him, they all shot towards Feng Mian.
Clang! Clang! Boom!
The gun shadow blocked Feng Mian's movements, and Yan Hao frantically released his own power. The next moment, the gun shadows merged, and Yan Hao pointed out: "Nirvana!"
The space is turbulent and the air waves are surging. The power of this attack has already exceeded the initial stage of the Creation Realm.
After a moment of silence, Min Taihu and others wanted to take action. But they were shocked to find that they could not move.
Feng Mian stood quietly, watching the approaching gun shadow coldly, with no intention of evading. A similarly crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The word jealousy is really harmful to people, it's not allowed!"
He slowly opened his hands, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, even with a faint red light. His palms slowly pressed down. The surrounding space was strangely distorted.
Wow…
The chain shot out and spun around Feng Mian. The moment the gun shadow hit it, the layers shattered. At the same time, Yan Hao spurted out a mouthful of blood and stepped back.
The next second, Feng Mian disappeared. When he reappeared, the mysterious chains on his body had blocked Yan Hao. With a change in his palm, the latter finally felt an aura that he had never felt before, that was the crisis of death.
"Feng Mian, don't you dare kill me!"
Yan Hao suddenly raised his hand and flipped it over, and a ray of light flashed through. A lamp appeared on the palm of his hand, flashing with a faint green light. They all knew it, including Min Taihu. This was the lamp that nourished the heart.
The heart-nourishing lamp clears the mind and concentrates the mind, helps with cultivation, avoids inner demons, and is a top-quality cultivation aid.
"This is unreasonable. All of this is really their conspiracy. We are both members of Shengtian Academy, and Yan Hao and the others can actually do such dirty things. How shameful!"
Feng Mian paused his offensive, frowned, and stared at Yan Hao coldly.
"Haha... Feng Mian, do you think you really won? Wrong. In the end, you will only be the loser! If there is no heart-nurturing lamp,
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Even if you get the antidote, once you take it, your father will fall into madness!"
At this time, a tyrannical energy suddenly shot out. Feng Mian retreated sharply and stared ahead vigilantly. He saw Yan Song slowly walking out, followed by Yang Yi.
"Boy Feng Mian, why can't you just die and die? You must keep on jumping around!"
The tyrannical aura locked onto Feng Mian, and Min Taihu and the others also had extremely solemn expressions. With Yan Song's level of strength, it was simply not something that juniors like them could fight against. In this situation, they would not be moral.
"Give me the heart-nourishing lamp!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a tyrannical cyclone approached Feng Mian. He flew out without any suspense and hit the mountain wall. The next moment, Yan Song appeared in front of him: "You still want the heart-nourishing lamp? Since you
If you come, you won’t be able to live!”
In the middle and late stages of the Creation Realm, he even had half a foot on his peak strength, locking Feng Mian firmly. Blood kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth. But there was no fear in his eyes: "Yan Song, you are afraid! You are afraid!
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"snort!"
With a wave of his hand, Feng Mian was thrown out and hit the ground.
In an instant, Yan Song appeared again: "Are I afraid? Are you afraid? I want to kill you just because you blocked Yan Hao's way. In the entire Shengtian Academy, he is the only one who is the real genius! You
Not worthy!"
Completely suppressed, Feng Mian had no power to fight back. With his level, he could fight even those at the peak of the Shenmen realm. But facing Yan Song, who was at two levels and actually at the true level, it was really difficult to overcome.
"Why do you think I'm standing still these days? Didn't you tell me to be ready? In that case, it's as you wish. When you come, just leave your life here."
Everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Mian and Yan Song. Yang Yi had a cold smile on his face, as did Yan Hao, who was seriously injured. Feng Mian had always been a serious problem for them and must be eliminated.
At this time, a figure quietly disappeared from the spot. The next second, the Nourishing Heart Lamp was snatched away. The monkey glanced at Feng Mian, Min Taihu and others. He stamped his steps and disappeared into the mountains in an instant.
Seeing this, Feng Mian smiled. From this second on, he had no scruples.
Closing his eyes, the soul power surged crazily. The space of the imperial pillar trembled violently, and the mysterious man's voice came: "Boy, you are crazy! You don't want your life! If you force it, you will die!"
What a joke, in this situation, if he didn’t activate the imperial pillar, wouldn’t he die? It’s all death anyway, so it’s better to die!
The soul's pressure spread, forcefully forcing Yan Song back. In his extremely surprised eyes, Feng Mian glanced, and the pressure instantly locked onto Yan Hao and Yang Yi.
The space was shrinking, and no one could break free no matter what. Two breaths later, Feng Mian appeared strangely, with a cold smile on his lips: "You all deserve to die!"
Clenching his fists, he gestured to kill them with one blow.
At the critical moment, a thunderbolt fell from the sky above the mountains. The extremely powerful aura locked everyone firmly: "Fengmian boy, stop!"
In mid-air, only a figure was seen walking down slowly. The aura was so strong that it directly suppressed everyone. When Yan Song saw the person, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he knelt down almost instinctively.
"Stop? They will definitely die!"
The fist fell hard, and everyone witnessed Yan Hao's blood spraying out, and his head was missing!
"Feng Mian, you are so presumptuous!"
An overwhelming aura hit Feng Mian, and Yang Yi reluctantly broke free.