Sacrificing one right hand in exchange for Ye Chen's life is a sure profit.
Bang!
Lu Feng's Heavenly Divine Fist collided fiercely with Ye Chen's Wild Demon Heavenly Sword. The fist and sword clashed, and an astonishing wave of air suddenly exploded.
The stone slabs on the competition arena collapsed and shattered piece by piece, and countless forbidden runes were torn apart. There was no way to stop the collision between the two.
laugh!
Under the sword energy of the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword, Lu Feng's fist was immediately cut open, blood sprayed out, revealing the dense white bones, and he was extremely injured.
Even Lu Feng's blood rushed towards the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword like crazy.
"not good!"
Lu Feng's expression changed. He didn't expect that the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword could suck blood. He quickly stepped back in a critical situation. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and was finally not stuck.
However, when he looked down, he realized that his fist was almost broken in half. The injury was so serious that one right hand was already useless.
Naturally, the killing injuries caused by the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword cannot be treated by ordinary elixirs and spiritual energy.
Kara la!
When Ye Chen received a punch from Lu Feng, the Wild Demon Heavenly Sword shook violently, and the layers of golden armor covering the sword exploded and shattered.
Ye Chen took three steps back and took a deep breath, but he looked calm and composed.
In this round of shocking collision, he was not injured.
"What! You...you..."
When Lu Feng saw this, he was completely shocked.
The power of his divine fist is so powerful that it can crush the stars in the sky, but Ye Chen is not injured at all, which is simply unbelievable.
He originally wanted to sacrifice his right hand to kill Ye Chen, but he didn't expect that Ye Chen seemed to be fine.
"What...what's going on?"
Hong Qishan suddenly stood up and his face changed color.
He was very aware of Lu Feng's strength, and even he did not dare to take Lu Feng's punch forcefully.
Hong Xin, Mo Hongji, Mo Hanxi, Lin Tianxiao, Emperor Shimohou and others all looked at Ye Chen in shock. They did not expect that Ye Chen was actually unscathed.
It turned out that Ye Chen had activated the red dust divine veins, and the sword was covered with a layer of Gengjin armor. The power of Lu Feng's fist was completely destroyed by the Gengjin armor, and it did not hurt Ye Chen at all.
"Taiyi Zhenleisha, blast it for me!"
Seeing that Lu Feng was injured, Ye Chen saw it as a great opportunity to kill him. A murderous look flashed across his eyes, and with a wave of his left hand, grains of sand containing violent thunder and lightning essence shot out with a roar, covering his head and face.
Lu Feng exploded.
Lu Feng's pupils shrank, his right hand was disabled and he could not use any martial arts powers. If he was hit by Taiyi Thunder Sand, he would probably be blown into ashes on the spot.
"The flaming flag lifts off the ground!"
In the critical moment, Lu Feng bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a stream of blood.
Under the steam of blood, a red flaming flag emerged. It was one foot and seven inches long. The flag was dark red, with a chaotic yin and yang, and an aura that reversed the five elements.
It is the Thirty-three Heavenly Chaos Treasure, one of the five innate flags, the Flame Flag from the Ground!
Lu Feng's martial arts has been abolished, but the magic weapon can be used at will. As soon as the flame flag came out, an infinite flame storm was rolled up, and Ye Chen's Taiyi Thunder Sand was rolled back, and it turned towards Ye Chen himself.
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"Is this the flaming flag rising from the ground?"
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed. Among the five innate flags, the flaming flag off the ground is in the south. It is said that it can confuse Yin and Yang and reverse the five elements.
Under the impact of the flaming flag off the ground, Ye Chen's Taiyi Thunder Sand seemed to have lost control and actually wanted to attack him.
"The Underworld Conquering Heaven Technique!"
Ye Chen made no sound, and his palms released wisps of yellow light, vast and ethereal, taking all the grains of thunderstorm sand back into the underworld.
Hong Qishan felt a little relieved when he saw that Lu Feng had used the Flame Flag, "Fortunately, he still has this trump card. Once the Flame Flag comes out, even Ye Chen won't be able to resist it."
This flaming flag has been nourished by the Five Directions Holy Land for countless thousands of years. Later, it was tempered by the Lord of Judgment himself. The arrogance of this magic weapon is no small matter.
Hoo ho ho!
A raging flame was released from the flame flag that lifted off the ground, instantly covering the sky.
Between heaven and earth, raging flames surged, as if they had turned into an oven.
The people watching under the ring all used their own exercises to protect themselves from being hurt by the flames.
Lu Feng bit off his left index finger and smeared the blood on the ground. The drops of blood evolved into a formation. The flaming flag lifted off the ground and floated over the formation. The flag whirred and the fireworks actually split into shadows.
One flag became two flags.
Then two turned into four, four turned into eight, and eight turned into sixteen. In an instant, one flaming flag evolved into tens of millions of flaming flags, covering the sky in layers, with overwhelming power.
Ye Chen's face darkened, and he saw flaming flags in all directions. He was already surrounded by heavy flames.
"Boy, although your martial arts is strong, you can't compare to my magic weapon after all."
Lu Feng smiled coldly, and his body trembled slightly. The injury to his right hand was too serious, and the Desolate Demon Sword Qi invaded his body. He was extremely uncomfortable, and he could barely hold on at the moment.
"For the current plan, the only way to resolve the danger of my injury is to fight quickly, kill this kid, and seize the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword."
Lu Feng thought in his mind, took a deep breath, waved his left hand, and the tens of millions of flags roared all over the sky, fanning out an endless tornado of flames, roaring towards Ye Chen.
He knew very well that if he wanted to save his injuries, he had to win the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword. Otherwise, the killing power of the sword would penetrate into his bones and he would never be able to recover in this life.
"Good guy, this magic weapon is really powerful."
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed and he was amazed when he looked at the tens of millions of flags and the blazing flames.