This time it was not as fast and huge as before, but it was extremely brutal.
This is the physical collision after the spiritual power is exhausted. The fists hit the flesh and the blood flowed endlessly.
This time, the people in the audience could see it clearly!
Liu Mei's hands were tangled together, her palms were sweaty, and her face was full of worry.
When Li Yanran saw that Feng Qingyang was seriously injured, she felt fear in her heart, and her heart trembled involuntarily.
The two sides fought more and more fiercely, both ignoring their own injuries and exchanging injuries for injuries.
The audience was all stunned, and the scene was completely silent. Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva from someone's throat.
"hiss!"
After another duel, Hei Ya and Feng Qingyang both flew upside down, and the audience outside the venue took a deep breath.
The two men were seen staggeringly getting up from the ground, coughing up blood.
"What now?"
Black Tooth opened one eye and panted.
Black Tooth's other eye was closed tightly, blood dripping from the corner of the eye.
"Haha... I have to admit that you are very strong! You are a good opponent!"
Feng Qingyang covered his dislocated left arm and said with a sinister smile.
"Crack!"
Feng Qingyang twisted his right hand and connected his left arm together.
However, although the left arm is well connected, it will be useless for the next high-intensity battle.
"Huhu... I still have the power to strike!"
Black Fang panted.
"Ahem...What a coincidence, so am I!"
Feng Qingyang coughed up blood.
Hei Ya knew that he was not as powerful as his cultivation base, so at first he used his cultivation base crazily to compete with the opponent, intensifying the consumption of the opponent's spiritual power.
Then he used a unique move to fight the opponent head-on, using his body to withstand the opponent's attack.
He knew that his advantages were physical strength and strong recovery ability, which were given by taking the elixir refined by Mo Wen.
So he chose to fight a protracted war and a war of attrition with the opponent from the beginning!
However, Feng Qingyang was worthy of being the number one member of the wolf clan's generation. He was very powerful and fought fiercely with him for two hours.
The spiritual energy in Black Fang's fist was gathering.
Spiritual power is also condensing on Feng Qingyang's palm.
The momentum of the two of them is constantly rising!
Suddenly, Feng Qingyang's pupils tightened and his eyes widened.
"How can it be!"
Feng Qingyang made a sound in shock.
Feng Qingyang's spiritual power stopped condensing, but the spiritual power in Heiya's fist was still condensing!
Can't wait any longer!
Feng Qingyang made a decision in his heart, this guy is weird. His cultivation level is higher than that of his opponent, and according to common sense, his recovery speed is correspondingly higher than his opponent's. But this guy's recovery power is far higher than his own.
If you wait any longer, you will suffer a loss!
After making a decision in his heart, Feng Qingyang stepped forward, leaned forward, and rushed towards Hei Ya.
When Hei Ya saw this, the spiritual energy in his fists quickly condensed, and his aura climbed to its peak. He suddenly took a step forward and punched the oncoming Feng Qingyang.
"Devil Wolf Kill!"
The shadow of the Black Devil Wolf appeared again behind Heiya, so thin that there was only a vague outline.
But it was enough for him to win this round!
Feng Qingyang looked at the shadow of the demon wolf behind Heiya, narrowed his eyes, and then rushed forward without hesitation!
"don't want!"
When Li Yanran in the audience saw this scene, her eyes turned red and she exclaimed.
Feng Wushang stood up suddenly and dodged towards the ring.
When Mo Wen saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly and he also ducked towards the ring.
"Ouch!"
The shadow of the black demon wolf let out a wolf howl and crashed towards Feng Qingyang.
"boom!"
The phantom of the demon wolf and the spiritual power in Feng Qingyang's palm offset each other. Feng Qingyang's face turned pale, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
After the phantom of the demon wolf dissipated, Hei Ya's figure appeared, and his fist condensed with violent spiritual power hit Feng Qingyang's chest!
When Feng Qingyang saw this, he slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the enlarging fist in his pupils, and smiled miserably.
I lost!
The price is life!
"stop!"
When Feng Wushang saw this scene, he was so angry that he shattered the spiritual light shield with one punch and roared loudly.
"boom!"
Feng Qingyang vomited blood and flew away in response!
"boom!"
There was another loud noise, and Black Tooth was blown away by the violent energy and fell to the ground.
In the center of the ring, there are two people standing!
With the two people at the center, a layer of violent energy arose, spreading to all directions.
The violent energy stirred up, overturning many spectators in the front row, and the audience was in panic.
The spiritual light shield covering the arena was brutally broken from the outside the moment the two people rushed in.
"drink!"
The veins on Mo Wen's arm bulged, and he spurted out the second force, and Feng Wushang was blasted three feet away.
"Who are you!"
Feng Wushang steadied his body, looked at the handsome man in front of him, and said in a deep voice.
This man's physical strength is so strong!
When he gave the elixir to Song Jiang just now, he seemed to be an alchemist?
"This! Senior is not an alchemist?"
In the stands, Song Jiang said in shock.
"Brother Song Jiang! The senior is so powerful! Alchemist is just his identity, his cultivation is even more powerful!"
Black Tornado replied.
"I'll go! So fierce?!"
The leader of the Coyote clan widened his eyes and said.
The strong men of all races were also shocked!
When did the Black Demon Wolf clan have such a fierce man? His physical strength could defeat Feng Wushang who was in the God Transformation stage, and he even won!
Although this person has not used spiritual power to cultivate, there is no doubt that he is in the stage of becoming a god!
"Dark Demon Wolf Clan, Bai Ze!"
Mo Wen closed his fist, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Feng Wushang, and said loudly.
Feng Wushang frowned when he heard this.
He has never heard of this name!
"Bai Ze? Never heard of it!"
"Brother, do you know?"
"I don't know, I've never heard of it..."
"This is not important. What is important is that there is such a person now, and he just said that he is an alchemist. Did you see the elixir just now? Song Jiang took the physical enhancement and advanced..."
"I'll go, if you don't tell me, I almost forgot about this..."
There was a discussion in the audience around Mo Wen's new identity. The strength in the divine transformation stage was not the focus, but his identity as an alchemist became a hot topic.
The Nascent Soul stage masters who had visited Mo Wen before had their eyes flickering, thinking that they must take a picture of the elixir.
Various signs of the Black Demon Wolf Clan, and Song Jiang's personal testimony, show that their strength is not only their own talent, but also fed by the magical elixir of this senior Bai Ze.
Mo Wen heard the discussion in the audience and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly.
very good!
This wave of publicity is spot on!
"Cough cough cough..."
There was a coughing sound.
Feng Qingyang struggled to get up from the ground.
"Qingyang! Are you okay?"
Feng Wushang asked.
"Ahem...it's okay, there's nothing serious about me..."
Feng Qingyang coughed.
Feng Wushang was also relieved.
"Um…"
Black Tooth groaned, put his hands on the ground, and got up from the ground.
Feng Qingyang looked at Hei Ya with complicated eyes.