The three monsters from Shengtian surrounded and killed Feng Mian, what a great feat!
The seventh princess was stopped by Liu Qin, who had just saved the third prince, and his position was already clear.
"Liu Qin, you actually want to get involved. Where was your pride? Where was your dignity?"
Back then, the Seventh Princess faced off against Liu Qin once, and she immediately took a fancy to her talent and strength. She invited her to fight with her on the battlefield. But Liu Qin was very disdainful, and she was unwilling to be inferior to anyone.
Ignoring her, Liu Qin looked at her with no intention of giving in.
"very good!"
The Qingfeng sword drew countless rays of sword light, and the seventh princess charged forward.
At the same time, a short sword appeared in Liuqin's hands, and he also came forward.
A life and death showdown is imminent.
Feng Mian faced Zhao Liuyun and Qin Fang alone. After the first confrontation, the three of them retreated at the same time.
Staring at Feng Mian indifferently, Zhao Liuyun looked up and down: "The speed is good and the strength is up to standard. And the strength of your body, combined, is enough for me to kill you."
At this time, Qin Fang rushed out with his sword. Unexpectedly, Zhao Liuyun reached out to stop him.
A layer of energy spread out on his arm, directly suppressing Qin Fang's breath.
This is the difference between first and second.
"you……"
Zhao Liuyun stared at Feng Mian: "Since I said he is enough for me to kill, then he is my prey. If you are defeated, retreat!"
His face changed and became extremely ugly. Qin Fang clenched his hands, but he could only retreat slowly.
The weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected. Qin Fang's skills are not as good as others. Although he is not completely defeated, he is still extremely embarrassed. In front of Zhao Liuyun, he really did not dare to say anything.
Looking formally at Feng Mian, Zhao Liuyun saw the hilt of the knife in his right hand trembling: "Come, let me see your true strength."
After a moment of silence, Fengmian disappeared.
The fist reached Zhao Liuyun's face in two breaths, but he actually remained motionless.
The aura dispersed, and a force of pressure suppressed the fist instantly and collapsed.
"Not enough, this is not enough at all! It is not your true strength."
Feng Mian's figure flickered and appeared from behind again. Countless fists struck Zhao Liuyun's body, but they were all easily broken by him. Is this the true strength of the middle stage of the Yang Gathering Realm?
He can mobilize the breath between heaven and earth at will. Therefore, no matter where the breath flows around him, he can immediately capture it. Feng Mian and him are completely suppressed in the true realm.
Feng Mian kept changing his position and punched out continuously, but Zhao Liuyun's figure remained motionless: "That's all you have? It seems I think too highly of you."
Hearing this, Feng Mian's face became solemn, and his body scraped against the deck and stepped back.
Half-kneeling on the ground, he stared at Zhao Liuyun: "Is it true that the suppression of the realm cannot be overcome even half a point? I don't believe it!"
Close your eyes and let the Golden Body Technique in your body work to its maximum. The spiritual energy in your whole body suddenly boils.
There was a clear sound in the meridians, and then the majestic breath poured into the arms.
The sleeve burst, and the meridians on it were clearly visible.
A flash of golden light covered his fist.
With a thought in his mind, Feng Mian punched the deck hard.
The force of a punch directly penetrated Yun Zhou, and then a wave of golden air rushed downwards, rushed up to the sky, and dispersed.
Golden light pillars soared into the sky, surrounding the space on the deck.
The next second, Feng Mian turned into an afterimage, with countless fist shadows flying rapidly in the center of the field.
A powerful explosion sounded, and the Thirty-Six Tiangang Fist completely surrounded Zhao Liuyun, constantly attacking him.
The air wave from the fist surrounded Zhao Liuyun, but Feng Mian didn't look at all relaxed.
Because he discovered the key to the problem,
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As the fist pressure spread, the air wave seemed to be blocked by a cyclone when it approached Zhao Liuyun. If you look closely, you can see that he is surrounded by an air shield, making it difficult to attack.
The fist shadows were overwhelming, but Zhao Liuyun still stared at him coldly and shook his head: "It's still not enough! Feng Mian, if you only have this ability, then you are not even qualified to let me draw the sword."
Suddenly, Feng Mian's face suddenly enlarged in his eyes.
"Too much nonsense!"
There was a flash of golden light, and the fist punched out with all its strength.
When Feng Mian's fist came into contact with Zhao Liuyun's aura, a trace of flame emitted from it.
It was this flame energy that caused a crack in his air shield, which then continued to crack.
Bang! Bang!
Finally, Zhao Liuyun's air shield was completely broken, but Feng Mian raised his hand and saw that his expression changed. His fist was already covered with scars and blood was flowing out. But this time he felt very strange.
There seemed to be a trace of strange aura flowing around the wound. Even Feng Mian's Golden Body Technique was being offset. The healing speed of the wound was actually getting slower and slower.
"Is this the true power of Zhao Liuyun, who ranks first among the three monsters of Shengtian Academy?"
"We are lucky enough to see him today, and he is indeed worthy of his reputation. I am afraid that the boy is in danger. It is a pity that such a young man at the peak of the Creation Realm is about to perish on this Yunzhou, but there is nothing we can do about it."
The air shield shattered, and Feng Mian's fist grazed Zhao Liuyun's face, leaving a shallow scar.
The figure retreated, and Feng Mian's aura became heavy: "The middle stage of the Yang Gathering Realm is indeed difficult to deal with."
At this time, the third prince came out and faced Feng Mian: "Boy, aren't you very strong? What, you have no more moves now? Give you another chance, submit to me, and you can avoid death."
Unexpectedly, the third prince flew directly backwards and hit the Yunzhou cabin.
"Noisy! Did I let you speak? Is this something you can decide?"
Zhao Liuyun gave him a cold look and said contemptuously.
"You...Zhao Liuyun, where are you from? How dare you attack me!"
The pressure spread, and the third prince was pressed on the deck by invisible force, unable to move.
"You have no right to order me. He is my prey. I have the final say on life and death."
As he spoke, Feng Mian's fist struck.
Zhao Liuyun raised his hand and shook it casually to block his attack: "I told you, this is useless to me!"
Feng Mian smiled mysteriously: "Is this really the case?"
With a twist of his wrist, a hot burst of energy burst out from his fist.
The figure quickly retreated, and the hot breath eroded Zhao Liuyun's palm.
His eyes darkened and he stared at his palm. There was a burnt mark on it.
"Oh, it's getting more and more interesting."
Stepping forward, the knife in Zhao Liuyun's hand trembled violently.
Feng Mian punched out again, and countless air waves surrounded Zhao Liuyun again.
Golden light flashed, and he gathered all his strength this time. Wherever his fist hit, the deck shattered layer by layer.
Zhao Liuyun blocked his face with both hands, and a wave of air rushed towards Feng Mian, dispelling all the momentum.
"I told you, it's useless!"
With one step, the cyclone rushed towards Feng Mian. The sound in front suddenly disappeared, and Zhao Liuyun's expression changed.
"Really? Is it really useless at all? I don't think so."
Feng Mian appeared strangely behind Zhao Liuyun, and the golden light on his fist had completely gathered.
Like a golden iron fist, it hit his vest hard without hesitation.
Bang! Boom!
The energy flowed and the backlash caused Feng Mian to retreat quickly.
Being caught off guard, Zhao Liuyun staggered forward to dodge, but he quickly stabilized himself.
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"That's a good move! Okay, I don't want to play with you now. Our game ends here."
Turning around, Zhao Liuyun looked at Feng Mian coldly, with a chilling look in his eyes.
Slowly holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, a powerful wave spread instantly, and everyone kept retreating.
"Zhao Liuyun is about to draw his sword! Legend has it that he never draws his sword casually, but once the sword comes out of his body, it will definitely kill someone in one move. Therefore, with the title Zhao Yida, it means that killing people always only requires one sword."
"That's right, Feng Mian can actually push Zhao Liuyun to this point with his fists, which is pretty good. It's a pity that the gap in realm can never be made up. This is reality, and you can't accept it."
The knife was pulled out bit by bit, bringing up a whirlwind of air waves, and the entire Yunzhou trembled violently.
Seeing this, the seventh princess shouted angrily: "Zhao Liuyun, how dare you!"
Liu Qin came over in a strange way and said coldly: "Seventh Princess, your opponent is me!"
The long knife came out of the body, and the cold light flickered.
Feng Mian stood up, closed his eyes slightly, and said to himself: "Senior, it seems that you have to lend me a hand today. Otherwise, I will definitely end up here."
The technique circulated, and golden light burst out from his fist again.
In the space of the Royal Divine Pillar, as Feng Mian's thoughts moved, the transparent chain on the stone pillar began to violently turbulence. The fiery red runes on it also rose rapidly.
Next, a burst of burning heat came from Feng Mian's arm. The phoenix mark echoed with the chain.
A huge burst of flame energy gathered on his fist, burning with blazing flames.
At this moment, his eyes flashed with red light, opened suddenly, and locked on Zhao Liuyun.
"I don't want to spend time with you either. One move can determine life or death!"
The Thirty-Six Tiangang Fist's punches filled the entire arena, even suppressing the battle circle between Liu Qin and the Seventh Princess.
Everyone stared at the two of them, Zhao Liuyun raised his brows, light flashed on the blade, and he slashed sharply!
Almost at the same time, Feng Mian's Thirty-Six Tiangang Fist also launched.
The fist shadow and the sword energy collided with each other in mid-air, and circles of air waves continued to spread.
The people around him continued to retreat, and those who were not strong enough were even directly lifted off and fell down.
Looking at it intently, the sword energy and the flame Tiangang fist devoured each other, and for a moment they were evenly matched.
Qin Fang resisted the impact and stared at Feng Mian: "This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! This kid has actually become stronger again."
The overwhelming fluctuations swept through every place on the Yunzhou. The force of the backlash actually lifted Feng Mian and Zhao Liuyun away at the same time and hit the deck.
The energy of the sword and the shadow of the fist canceled out at the same time, and Feng Mian spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Zhao Liuyun's face was ashen with a hint of paleness: "You...you can actually withstand my sword!"
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth: "How is this possible!"
Feng Mian was lying on the ground, panting heavily. His brain felt like it was going to explode. He said, "Hey... nothing is impossible! The Juyang Realm is nothing more than this!"
There was a burning smell on the fist, and it was difficult to heal for a while.
At this moment, Zhao Liuyun stood up slowly, shook the long knife in his hand, and walked towards Feng Mian step by step: "You really impressed me, but today, you must die!"
The Seventh Princess was shocked, as expected, the people of Shengtian Academy had no rules to follow.
"Zhao Liuyun, you are despicable!"
Just when Zhao Liuyun came to Feng Mian, ready to raise the knife, a joking voice came from above:
"Zhao Liuyun, if you lose, you lose. What? He Feng Mian forced you to strike a second time, and you're going to kill someone and silence him? It's really embarrassing for Shengtian College. How can you be so embarrassed!"