In an instant, Mu Feng entered the form of the Immortal Overlord, and all fifteen laws in his body were integrated into the scales on the surface of the Immortal Overlord.
But when Mu Feng held his right hand in the air, all the Red Devil Sword Formation gathered in his left hand, condensing into a huge golden sword that was hundreds of feet tall.
Mu Feng placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and the holy power in his body poured into the giant sword crazily, causing the surface of the golden giant sword to bloom with an extremely bright and dazzling golden light.
And the aura exuded by the golden giant sword became extremely terrifying, as if it had been reborn.
"Feathered God, stop him! Don't you Feathered People have a kind of holy art?
I think you must have practiced it! Don’t hold back if you don’t use that holy technique yet!”
Wei Ang yelled, and the strong sense of crisis in his heart made him feel suffocated by fear.
Yu Shen's eyes were solemn, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Wei Ang, don't hold back anymore, I know you have also practiced the holy arts! Although the sequelae of using the holy arts are very serious now, you and I have no choice.
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Wei Ang was silent for a moment and said: "Okay! Let's get together!"
After saying this, Wei Ang's eyes became fierce, he kneaded the formula with both hands, and part of the holy power in his body was rapidly transformed. The shadow of the Taoist priest in the void behind him quickly shriveled up as if its essence and blood had been drained, and finally collapsed and disappeared.
Pfft! Wei Ang spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned extremely pale, and the holy power in his body was still being drained out, transforming it into some kind of mysterious power.
"Holy Technique: Mahamudra of Heaven and Earth!"
Wei Ang roared, his orifices bleeding, and then he slapped his right hand hard.
Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, but deep in the sky, thousands of miles of clouds were broken, and a huge golden handprint that was thousands of feet long fell slowly downwards.
The moment this big handprint appeared, the pressure it exuded made many people in the square breathe quickly and look painful.
Yu Shen was also not to be outdone. He was also frantically circulating part of the holy power in his body, converting it into nutrients for the holy art he had just cultivated.
"Holy Art·Golden Wings Kill!"
Feather God roared out, and the three pairs of wings behind him burst into blood mist. The holy and bright wings were broken at this moment and became dim.
Immediately afterwards, a space crack opened below Feather God, and inside, a huge golden-winged roc rose into the sky, its target clearly being Mu Feng.
The phantom of the golden-winged roc, like the golden handprint, was filled with the aura of terrifying laws, causing the world to change color. The coercion it exuded made many people present feel fear and tremble.
"It's a holy art... I didn't expect that Wei Ang and Yu Shen both mastered the holy art. This is too terrifying!"
"Both of them have used the holy technique, so that's probably the end of it for Mu Feng. This arena battle is over!"
"..." The people in the square were in an uproar, talking one after another, looking in awe at the big handprints falling from the sky and the golden-winged roc flying up from below.
The power of these two holy arts has actually exceeded the category of quasi-sage and has reached the level of holy master.
Of course, the price Wei Ang and Yu Shen paid for using these two sacred arts was also extremely heavy. Next, the two of them would most likely lose their combat effectiveness.
"No, Mu Feng is finished!"
Xi Haochu clenched his fists tightly and his face changed drastically. He did not expect that both Wei Ang and Yu Shen had mastered the holy arts. They were quasi-sages, but they had come into contact with the holy arts early.
He knows very well that practicing holy arts requires a lot of time and energy, and the success rate is also very low.
Not to mention quasi-saints, even the Holy Master cannot master the holy arts so easily. Now that Wei Ang and Yushen have both learned the holy arts, how can Xi Haochu not be surprised?
Everyone in the Youzhou team was nervous and even desperate.
Although they did not face the two holy arts directly, the residual power of the holy arts alone made them feel fear and worship from the bottom of their hearts, knowing that this was simply not something they could contend with.
So no matter how strong Mu Feng is, can he still be stronger than the Holy Art?
"what to do?
How to do this?
It is unknown whether Mu Feng can survive such a powerful holy technique, let alone block it!"
Qin Keqing's beautiful eyes were full of anxiety.
Zhang Wendong, Qin Wanlang, Nie Longzhen and others remained silent. Their hearts were filled with despair. The power of the holy magic was beyond their imagination.
At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the seven groups of arenas.
Zhu Qixi, who ended the battle early, was also paying attention to the seven groups of arenas. He wanted to see if Mu Feng could save the day in such a situation, or would he fall on the spot?
Mu Feng, who had entered the form of the Immortal Hegemony, looked at the two terrifying holy spells above and below, and his eyes became serious. At the same time, there was a look of eagerness in his eyes.
Whether it is Wei Ang or Yushen, they are indeed the most powerful among the quasi-sages, but their mastery of laws is far inferior to that of Mu Feng, and their mastery is not high, so the holy arts they use are much weaker than those of the master.
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Of course, this so-called weapon is much weaker and can easily kill most quasi-sages.
Mu Feng is different from them. All his spiritual power is converted into pure holy power, which is essentially different from the mixed power of ordinary quasi-sages. Therefore, if Mu Feng performs holy magic, he will not be weaker than ordinary saints.
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Now, Mu Feng doesn't want to expose his holy skills, so he wants to use his current state to see if he can withstand the attack of these two holy skills, so as to test the strength of his current physical body.
Thinking of this, Mu Feng frantically ran the "Hongmeng Heavenly Way", and the surging holy power filled the flesh, bones, organs and even the scales on the body.
At this moment, Mu Feng's whole body seemed to be gilded. At the same time, he put away the Chi Sha Sword Array, and then just hung in the air, looking calmly at the two holy spells that were getting closer and closer.
Boom! The golden big hand seal and the phantom of the golden-winged roc, one up and down, gathered together at Mu Feng, and immediately erupted into a terrifying explosion. The aftermath of countless laws and rhymes spread crazily, forming a golden circle.
The ring expanded unscrupulously.
Xun Gaohan frowned slightly and waved his sleeves. Immediately, an invisible barrier appeared around the seven groups of arenas, blocking all the terrifying explosions. Only then did they not affect other arenas and people around the square.
Puff! Puff! At the moment when they used the holy technique, Wei Ang and Yu Shen could no longer hold on. They spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in embarrassment. If you looked carefully, you could see that their limbs and bodies were twitching violently.
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And their aura was extremely weak, as if they couldn't even raise their hands.
"Yu Shen, I really didn't expect that we would still be able to cooperate one day, let alone that we would be exhausted at the same time. We can't tell the winner of this arena battle for the time being!"
Wei Ang looked at the feathered god not far away, where all three pairs of wings were broken and dim, and he smiled bitterly.
Yu Shen's expression was indifferent. He glanced at Wei Ang, but did not say a word. However, it could be seen from his face that he was obviously much more relaxed.
He and Wei Ang won this battle, but he also understood that the battle was not over yet. Next, the final winner would be decided between him and Wei Ang.
Thinking of this, Yu Shen reluctantly stood up. Although he was staggering, his eyes were very firm.