Within the arena formation, the battle is still going on.
After facing the "Monster Body Protection Technique" performed by Suning, Niu Feng quickly woke up from the irrational rage after being shocked.
He immediately gathered his mind and rushed forward continuously, hoping to find the weak points of the light shield caused by the power of the demons as soon as possible.
He knew very well that even the best sorcery must have inherent flaws.
No one is perfect, and no gold is perfect. The same principle applies to magic.
"Buzz buzz."
The air flow rotated rapidly, surrounding Suning and gradually dividing the entire arena into two.
Niu Feng's eyes were lowered, veins popped out on his forehead and he said: "No matter how powerful you are, you are only a tenth-level true immortal after all."
"As for me, I entered the late stage of the fourteenth level of true immortal thirty years ago."
"The gap between you and me cannot be bridged by the forbidden arts and secrets taught by our ancestors and the unknown powerful demon body."
"For example, the difference between your own state of mind and the four realms, why do you think you can be as good as me?"
"If this is the case, where does the theory of realm division come from and what is its meaning?"
"Whoosh."
The hanging right foot stepped out fiercely, and the cow peak disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, he appeared behind Suning on the right side, punching out with both fists, like a swimming dragon.
"Roar."
The strong wind made a harsh friction sound, and two black light beams hit Suning's peripheral light mask with lightning speed.
One punch disappears, followed by the second.
The roar resounded through the sky, causing the weak demons below to scream and cover their ears tightly.
"Wow."
Even worse, some people vomited blood, staggered to the ground, and fell into coma.
"Those who are below the sixth level should step back a hundred meters to avoid unnecessary disaster."
Tu Yue formed a seal with his hands and hastily set up a soundproof formation.
Gu Meng said with a smile: "Niu Feng was fooled, but little did he know that this was a trap deliberately prepared by Suning for him."
"Just wait for him to jump and take the initiative to attack."
"Why didn't he think about it? Suning, who had been inherited by Jiang Lin'an, obviously had an endless stream of high-grade immortal skills that could fight him without losing at all. And why did he do the opposite? In the first confrontation between the two, In one move, he uses the superb magic taught by his ancestors and is forced to defend?"
"Does he really have no other way to resist and dodge?"
"Let's not mention anything else for now. As for the Void Transformation Technique used to save his life, he can easily dodge the blow without any injuries."
"Tsk, this guy is so bad. Not only does he want to defeat Niu Feng in the shortest time, he also wants to use this to shake the mood of the remaining attackers like us."
"Killing the chicken to scare the monkey will make the abacus crackle."
Tu Yue exhaled and stopped his hands, nodded in agreement: "They are equally powerful, and it takes at least three moves to break through the group of demons' body protection techniques."
"Every time I take action, my own defense is useless."
“It seems like we are seizing the upper hand, but in fact we have unknowingly fallen into a disadvantage.”
"Originally, he is qualified to compete with Suning for thirty moves. It's hard to say who will lose and who will win. Anyway, I won't be able to draw a conclusion for a while."
"But now, with three quick moves and ten slow moves, Niu Feng will definitely lose."
Gu Meng still wanted to speak, but in the arena formation, Suning, who was surrounded by a group of monsters protecting the body, quietly raised his hand and pointed to the right.
"Stab it."
The sword energy spread vertically and horizontally, turning into a monstrous sword shadow and stabbing Niu Feng, who was retreating.
The latter struggled to resist, forming a square and transparent shield in front of him.
"Dang-dang-dang."
Sparks are flying and demonic power is surging.
Niufeng retreated several thousand meters, his eyes were bulging and his face was pale.
He gasped for breath, the blood and energy in his body surged, and the thick arms across his chest trembled involuntarily, completely unable to suppress it.
Suning didn't squint his eyes, he held his hands and nodded again, the sword light flickered non-stop.
