Golden thunder and lightning swirled and roared, and in an instant they were in front of Shen Junlin.
Shen Junlin's expression changed drastically, and he quickly jumped out of the way, but it was obviously too late. There was a chirp sound and the force of the thunder knife cut through his left cheek, and blood immediately poured out.
In other words, he had already reacted in advance, otherwise if he had been half a step slower, he would have been afraid that his throat would have been cut off.
His cheeks were bleeding, and his tied hair was flying messily, making him look indescribably embarrassed.
"The sixth level, I can't believe that you have already understood the sixth level, the thunder-cutting power of the Haotian Sword!" Shen Junlin gritted his teeth tightly, his face as heavy as water.
Everyone below was also shocked and sighed: "It's too strong. Originally, Shen Junlin's second purple sword came from the east, which was already very powerful, but he was still beaten by Tang Feng!"
"This Xuanwu Sect Tang Feng seems to be the dark horse of this martial arts competition. That is to say, he dares to fight one against two. Otherwise, in a one-on-one confrontation with Shen Junlin, I am afraid he has a good chance of winning!"
"Yes, but it's a pity that he chose to fight one against two, and with the addition of Mingguang Mage, I'm afraid he won't be able to cope with it!"
At this time, Master Mingguang could no longer remain calm. With his eyes surging, he suddenly waved his hand, and the Heaven-Suppressing Bowl shot out directly from the center of his eyebrows.
Tang Feng glanced out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but frown. He was really curious as to why both of them were able to put their immortal magic weapons into their bodies but he couldn't.
Suddenly Tang Feng remembered that as early as the ancestral land of the earth, the mad dragon seemed to be able to take it into his body when he subdued the Tianzhen Bowl.
"Haotian Blade Spirit, it seems that you are not sincere and truly surrender to me!" Tang Feng suddenly thought of the key point.
While speaking, Tang Feng tightened the Haotian Saber in his hand.
The Haotian Blade Spirit seemed to have sensed it, but it was unable to speak yet and kept making honking sounds of protest.
Tang Feng shook his head and sighed, knowing that there must be something he didn't know, but now was the time to delve deeper.
Master Mingguang rushed over quickly and said in a deep voice: "I originally thought you could suppress him, but I didn't expect him to be so strong. It seems that I have to get involved."
Shen Junlin was silent. At this time, his original arrogance and arrogance had long disappeared. It had to be said that the strength of the other party was indeed beyond his expectation.
Tang Feng sneered: "Are you finally willing to join forces now? Come on, let me see what you are really capable of!"
Buzz…
In the sky, the eternal sound of bells suddenly erupted, and the heaven-suppressing bowl suddenly enlarged and spun in the void.
"Shen Junlin, can you still fight? If not, get out of here!" Master Mingguang shouted coldly.
Shen Junlin gritted his teeth and said, "What a joke, that kid's sword just now, do you really think you can hurt me at all?"
After saying these words, Shen Junlin flicked his finger, and the Ziwei Sword rose into the sky again.
These two top geniuses have finally joined forces, and both have already come up with their own most powerful magic weapons.
The situation in the void arena changed again. Shen Junlin connected his hands with the seal again and used the method of fighting between heaven and earth. Soon the sky fell into darkness.
The light of stars appeared again in the dark sky.
When everyone below saw this, they all speculated: "The sky is full of stars again. Could it be that Shen Junlin still wants to use the trick just now?"
"It shouldn't be possible. After all, his star formation just now couldn't successfully trap Tang Feng to death!"
"Among all the stars, only I am Ziwei!" Shen Junlin exhaled and pointed his hand. Among the dense stars in the sky, suddenly a dazzling purple star lit up in the center.
This purple star seems to absorb the luster power of other stars, becoming brighter and brighter, and the dazzling purple light is like a huge ball of light.
"Gift!" Shen Junlin pointed his finger, and a purple beam of light immediately descended from the crape myrtle star and hit his crape myrtle fairy sword.
When Chu Luoluo below saw this, his face was suddenly shocked, and he exclaimed: "I can't believe that this guy actually communicated with the Ziwei Star, and he was also able to bring the power of the Ziwei Star to the Ziwei Sword. This is too powerful.
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At this point, Chu Luoluo turned to look at Tang Feng, her face full of worry, and couldn't help but sigh: "The next sword will definitely shake the world. I'm afraid Tang Feng won't be able to take it, and maybe he can't return it."
Life is in danger."
Chu Luoluo's eyes were hesitant, as if she was considering whether to take action, but she also thought that since Tang Feng dared to fight one against two, he probably had a trump card, so it was impossible to use this method.
The sky was densely covered with purple light, and as the power of the crape myrtle stars came down, the crape myrtle sword suspended in the sky also emitted a bright purple light.
At this moment, the power of the Ziwei Immortal Sword surged sharply, and it was undoubtedly more than twice as powerful as before.
Tang Feng frowned, and a solemn look appeared on his face. To be honest, Shen Junlin was indeed more powerful than he expected.
With just one hand, he can activate the power of the Ziwei stars and then launch a strike with the Ziwei sword. The power may be infinitely close to the peak strike of the ancient giant.
What's even more terrible is that Master Mingguang also moved at this time. The sky-suppressing bowl has been infinitely enlarged, and the statue of Mingwang Buddha on the wall of the bowl has also been activated.
Tang Feng immediately grasped the Haotian Sword tightly, and the vast spiritual energy in his body surged out. At the same time, three thousand divine fires quickly gathered on the Haotian Sword.
"The seventh level of Haotian Sword's power, Heaven's Wrath!"
The power of the sword soared sharply, and its power was so powerful that it moved the sky and the earth. The Haotian sword couldn't help but make a loud roaring sound, as if the heaven and earth were in anger.
"Kill!" Shen Junlin swung his right hand, and the Ziwei Fairy Sword suspended in the sky immediately shot down like a purple stream of light.
At the same time, Tang Feng swung his sword!
The terrifying sword force immediately formed a thunder and lightning dragon that swept up and rushed towards the purple stream of light.
According to ancient rumors, when the sky is angry, thunder and lightning will fall. The true meaning of the seventh level of the Haotian Sword comes from this, hence the name "Wrath of Heaven".
The sky was surging with wind and clouds, covering the entire arena. Suddenly, the two immortal magic weapons clashed with each other, and the sky immediately erupted with a loud roar.
The sky filled with purple light and thunder and golden light interlaced and spread out in all directions. After touching the enchantment of the arena formation, it tore the enchantment on the spot.
"What a terrifying confrontation, I don't know who can have the upper hand this time?" The people in the audience were shocked when they saw this, that is, the void is far enough from the ground, otherwise the aftermath alone would be enough to kill them.
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At this moment, as the clouds rolled in, the purple light suddenly became powerful and rushed over, knocking Tang Feng away on the spot.
"Now!" Master Mingguang shouted coldly, moved his right hand forward, and the Tianzhen Bowl suspended in the void immediately suppressed Tang Feng.
