In fact, Duan Feihu had already seen the situation clearly. Feng Jueyu sent two Qiankun realm masters to abandon the decisive battle in Ba Kong City and find Qizhou to intercept him. He must have made complete preparations, but at first
At that time, Duan Feihu had a little bit of luck in his heart, trying to find an opportunity to escape from the encirclement set up by Xuan Zhong and Shi Jingkuan. After all, Duan Feihu was not stupid, and he was not afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that since the Xiaoyue Sect was against Shenglong Mountain
I have been prepared for a long time, and even my whereabouts can be traced clearly, so the situation in Ha Kongcheng will definitely not be better.
So Duan Feihu rushed out with all his strength, but Shi Jingkuan was agile and powerful. He tried desperately to break out, but in the end he couldn't find any chance. Duan Feihu finally figured out that today he
, I'm afraid I can't escape, and I can't even think of giving any news to my family.
Since there was no hope of escape, Duan Feihu became careless. He stared with red eyes and roared hysterically, instantly becoming one with the white-fronted tiger demon spirit.
As a loud roar spread from the depths of the mountains, bursts of thunderous roars suddenly sounded in the huge mountains. This was the roar that Duan Feihu made at the end of his journey, and the echo formed in the mountains. That sound
It was so loud and loud that it seemed to have formed some kind of powerful amplification. The roar sounded, shaking the sky and the earth. Many Tianfang disciples were so shocked by the loud shouts that they subconsciously covered their ears, showing expressions of unspeakable pain.
"What the hell, did this guy sacrifice his divine power?"
Shi Jingkuan, who was holding a sledgehammer in both hands, was also startled by the loud roar. However, what shocked him even more was that somewhere in the mountains, an extremely huge aura of divine power sprang up. This powerful aura
The original aura was domineering and crazy, and it was also mixed with a strong and overwhelming demonic aura. The aura was extremely manic and overwhelming. Even Shi Jingkuan couldn't help but tremble after feeling the huge source of divine power.
"No, sacrificing divine power is equivalent to cutting off your own retreat. Duan Feihu is not that stupid. He uses a magical power similar to the magic of turning demons. Jing Kuan, be careful."
Xuan Zhong, who was sitting high in the sky, had a solemn expression on his face, staring intently at the location where the aura appeared.
"No matter what, even if the True God descends to the lower realm today, I have to beat the crap out of him. Duan Feihu, get out of here."
In the high mountains outside Baihong Mountain, Shi Jingkuan's arrogant roar echoed loudly. As soon as he spoke and moved, the giant-like Shi Jingkuan, holding a sledgehammer, spared no effort to rush into the smoke-filled, flying sand and rocks.
"Hang!"
A moment later, a deafening sound of gold and iron clashing loudly came out from the billowing smoke. The Tianfang disciples all widened their eyes and looked nervously at the battle scene that was not visible at all.
Ding! Dang! Peng! Boom!
Fierce fighting sounds rang out, and people couldn't see what was happening inside at all. However, with years of practice, coupled with the rapid fighting sounds and the two huge waves of inner energy and true energy that were constantly rising in the depths of the smoke,
Everyone present was soon completely stunned.
Since they can't see clearly what's going on inside, the disciples of Tianfang can only judge how many moves the two people have passed through the sound of the collision of magic weapons. It's just a matter of not listening. At first glance, everyone is even more incredible, because it is such a short half-cup.
During the tea time, Shi Jingkuan and Duan Feihu, who were deep in the thick smoke, actually quickly exchanged no less than fifty moves.
Two strong men in the early stage of Qiankun managed fifty moves with half a cup of tea. What is the concept?
This is basically life and death.
The speed of the two personal moves can definitely be said to be astonishingly fast, and deep in the thick smoke, strong fluctuations of divine power rippled out again and again.
"boom!"
After dozens of moves, a scream followed. Everyone stared for a moment, and saw Shi Jingkuan flying backwards out of the thick smoke with disheveled hair. He looked extremely embarrassed, and the sledgehammer in his hand started to shine.
Wan Dao, up to this point, was actually beaten by Duan Feihu in a fierce battle, and his light was dimmed. Even the spirituality in the sledgehammer was mostly dissipated.
"Jingkuan."
Seeing Shi Jingkuan's extremely embarrassed appearance, Xuan Zhong frowned uneasily, and the long sword as bright as water came out of its sheath with a choking sound, and a loud dragon's roar echoed deep in the clear sky.
With the long sword in his hand, Xuan Zhong was ready to pounce, but at this moment, Shi Jingkuan, who had several dark blue and purple bruises on his stone skin, stepped on the depths of the cloud sky with extremely powerful feet and stopped forcefully.
The figure retreated.
"Brother, don't interfere, I can do it." Shi Jingkuan yelled stubbornly. With these words, Xuanzhong's body was slightly stagnant as he was about to draw his sword.
Xuan Zhong did not say a word and looked at Shi Jingkuan with an extremely serious expression. The three brothers had been sworn friends for many years. Feng Jueyu was often in Lingzhou, but Shi Jingkuan and him stayed together every day, practicing together, taking care of Tianfang together, competing together, and
Traveling around the world, how could Xuan Zhong not be worried, but he also knew Shi Jingkuan's temperament. In terms of practice, Shi Jingkuan never obeyed anyone. This guy was born with a stubbornness that he couldn't overcome. If he took action at this time, then
For Shi Jingkuan, it might be more uncomfortable than killing him.
Therefore, Xuan Zhong held back and did not move.
And at this moment, Duan Fei walked over with his teeth cracking in the smoke and clouds on the opposite side.
When he just called out the "Demon Erosion Magic", Xuan Zhong searched in his mind for a long time but couldn't find the origin of this magical power, nor did he know what changes this magical power would bring to him. But now, Xuan Zhong
I finally understood why Shi Jingkuan was repelled by Duan Feihu.
Duan Feihu flew out of the thick smoke, with a fiery red fierce light all over his body. This fierce light was neither the origin of the fire system, nor a blood clan skill, but a kind of evil spirit similar to being possessed by a demon.
Duan Feihu has a demonic aura, but at this moment, Duan Feihu is obviously taller. Although he is still not as tall as Shi Jingkuan's giant figure, he still looks over two meters tall. The key is that his muscles are swollen under the influx of the original divine power.
It was more than twice the size. In addition to the red light all over, many white hairs grew on the skin. This kind of white hair was just like the hair on the white-fronted tiger demon spirit that I had seen before. It was shiny and gorgeous, especially on the face.
, the white hair is especially lush, covering almost all the skin except the eyes, ears, mouth and nose. It looks extremely scary, even his hands have doubled in size, and the five fingers under the palm are like hooks, flashing with sharp cold
mango.
"Damn it, has this guy turned into a demon?"
As soon as the scary-looking Duan Feihu came out, all the Tianfang disciples were shocked and inexplicable.
Xuan Zhong looked at Duan Feihu with gloomy eyes without saying a word, but his face was obviously more solemn.
Yes, with many years of practice experience, he could feel that Duan Feihu's aura had obviously improved a lot compared to before. Although this improvement was not normal, it did make him lose some confidence at the moment.
"Tianfang disciples, listen to the order and surround him." Xuan Zhong slowly and formally raised his palms, and then nearly a hundred Tianfang disciples raised the formation flags in their hands high.
The formation flags were flying, and the fog was rising. This time, Xuan Zhong brought here carefully selected and specially trained disciples from Tianfang. Each of them was proficient in some formation techniques, and combined with the combined attack formation, although he could not defeat Duan Feihu,
But it will definitely prevent him from finding a way to escape in a short period of time.
"Come on, Xiaoyue Sect's hawks and dogs, if you dare, come here. I will kill you and make you a river of blood today." Duan Feihu roared hoarsely, completely arrogant, like a god of war looking down at the world.
"Jingkuan, you..." Sensing Duan Feihu's overwhelming momentum, Xuan Zhong glanced at Shi Jingkuan who was in an extremely embarrassed state.
"Brother, don't worry. If I can't catch him today, then my life will be in vain. Get out of the way."
Shi Jingkuan, who was in the crowd, threw the sledgehammer in his hand far away with a swish sound, then walked through the crowd and stood opposite Duan Feihu with his bare hands.
"Is it the magical art of destroying demons? Is it the secret art of transforming demons? Don't worry, I can do it too."
Shi Jingkuan grinned widely, and punched his chest with his fist. With a loud bang, a dull but loud sound came from his chest. He moved his hands, and his inner breath returned to Zhoutian. The general surging fighting power,
It quietly circulates on the body surface.
Peng!
After a few breaths, a strong and dazzling green light emerged from Shi Jingkuan's body. The color of this blue light was like that of green granite. It looked turbid but was actually very restrained.
He raised his fists and punched his chest several times, and his aura began to gradually withdraw into his body. Looking at his figure, he had obviously shrunk, but no matter how much he shrunk, he would not be worse than Duan Feihu.
After a while, Shi Jingkuan's figure almost reached the same level as Duan Feihu. Then you look again. At this moment, Shi Jingkuan's whole body has a metallic luster, just like the 18th Bronze Man of Shaolin Temple, but his body skin is
It's a completely different dark blue color.
"Big Stone Master!"
High in the sky, Xuan Zhong's eyes suddenly brightened a bit, and at the same time he let out a faint sigh: "Even the great stone master was forced out by Duan Feihu. This Shenglong Mountain is really extraordinary." Although the tone in his tone
There was obviously a tone of praise for Duan Feihu, but at this moment, Xuan Zhong's inner worries were much less.
Because he knew that what Shi Jingkuan was using now was no longer a magical power, but a secret technique that was far more powerful than the magical power.
This secret technique originated from the ancient stone tribe and was passed down through blood. When Shi Jingkuan broke through the Qiankun realm, he obtained the practice method of the Great Stone Master, and he has always regarded this secret technique as a unique skill. Come to think of it,
Shi Jingkuan did not expect to bring out the secret technique of Big Stone Lord so early, and this can also highlight Duan Feihu's amazing strength.
The two powerful men in the Qiankun Realm both used secret techniques. It was obvious that the real decisive battle had just begun.