In the martial arts arena, Feng Zichen and Zhou Qing were facing each other from a distance, and the comments in the audience could no longer affect them.
Feng Zichen just stood there, but there was an invisible pressure slowly pressing on Zhou Qing. Zhou Qing was already a little panicked because he couldn't see clearly Feng Zichen's strength, but now he became even more uneasy.
However, Zhou Qing was worthy of being the strongest guard sent by Zhou Tianming to his son, and he calmed down in just a moment.
Zhou Qing's body surged with fighting spirit, and he blasted out a burst of fighting spirit, shooting at Feng Zichen. His intention was to test Feng Zichen's strength, and his blow also officially opened the fight.
prelude.
Facing this grudge attack that was only at the peak level of a great martial artist, Feng Zichen didn't even bother to dodge. He held his right hand in the air, and the Cao Zhi Sword appeared in his hand. With a slight wave, a blue chakra sword energy broke through the air.
Then he went away, powerfully splitting up the Dou Qi Pilian, and slashed towards Zhou Qing with undiminished power.
His attack was broken, but Zhou Qing was not surprised but happy. Is he a warrior? Looking at Feng Zichen holding a sword, Zhou Qing naturally thought that he was a warrior. At that moment, he was overjoyed. The illusionist was least afraid of
That’s the warrior. Compared to the mentally powerful magician, the warrior is undoubtedly much easier to deal with.
Zhou Qing, who felt greatly confident, finally let go of his hands and feet and prepared to take action with all his strength.
Easily dodging this powerful sword attack, Zhou Qing's eyes flashed with white light, and the huge phantom power in his mind was mobilized.
Zhou Qing fired another burst of fighting spirit at Feng Zichen. It looked the same as before, but in fact, it contained the illusion he had prepared!
Feng Zichen didn't see any difference between this attack and the previous one. He curled his lips, looking a little bored, and defeated it again with a sword. Feng Zichen was about to taunt, but suddenly his body froze, and something unexpected happened in front of his eyes.
Countless beauties with voluptuous figures and different temperaments appeared.
All of them have stunning looks, devilish figures, everything from fat to thin. Countless beauties hold Feng Zichen's arm with a charming smile, their charming eyes are like silk, and the sound of their delicate gasps makes people's blood surge, and they almost want to be addicted.
A trace of confusion flashed across Feng Zichen's face, his eyes were blurred, as if he had been immersed in a fantasy.
Zhou Qing's expression was overjoyed. It was indeed effective. It was easy to deal with warriors, and he was hit instantly. Unlike those magicians, all of them had strong mental power and strong immunity to illusions.
A fierce light flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes. How long will it take him not to take advantage of such a great opportunity? The fighting spirit turned into a huge sword energy and slashed towards Feng Zichen. Although this martial skill can only reach the spiritual level, it may be of no use to Feng Zichen in ordinary times.
, but Feng Zichen was trapped in an illusion at this time and did not react at all, allowing the sword energy to attack.
Lin Zixuan in the audience exclaimed in surprise. She could hardly help but rush forward as soon as she moved. At the same time, she felt guilty in her heart. If it weren't for her brother Feng who didn't know how to fight with others, he wouldn't have encountered such a crisis...
"Sister, calm down, you can't interfere with the martial arts arena once it starts, and you have to trust Zichen!" Lin Zichen also had a solemn look on his face, but he still caught Lin Zixuan in time.
I didn't expect that the plain-looking guard was actually a powerful illusionist. What a miscalculation. But if it was you, it should be fine...
When Zhou Yang saw Lin Zixuan's extreme reaction from the side, he couldn't help but feel jealous again. There was also a hint of joy in his eyes when he looked at Feng Zichen. He thought you were such a good bumpkin, but let's see how arrogant you are this time.
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On the martial arts battlefield, it was too late and the huge sword energy was approaching Feng Zichen, and it was about to cut him in half. Feng Zichen seemed to move, and his body suddenly disappeared, and the next moment the sword energy was about to cut him in half.
He slashed at it, but it hit the air, and a loud noise erupted.
Zhou Qing was originally full of confidence, but was shocked to see that Feng Zichen was missing. His scalp went numb and he looked around nervously. How could this guy break free?
"Are you... looking for me?" A low voice came from behind Zhou Qing, making him stiffen. It was Feng Zichen!
Feng Zichen really had mixed emotions at the moment. He didn't expect that he would capsize in the gutter. How ironic...
"I didn't expect you to be an illusionist. It seems I was really careless..."
The illusion he just performed was extremely powerful, probably no worse than the illusion of the purple-clothed woman he met on Tianxing Road.
However, on the Tianxing Road, he had been prepared early in order to bounce back seemingly easily. Just now, he was not prepared at all, and Zhou Qing also had extremely good control over the timing of activating illusions. It happened to be when Feng Zichen broke through
The moment when Dou Qi Pilian was relaxed, he suddenly activated, and Feng Zichen was caught off guard...
Fortunately, at the last critical moment, a cool breath flowed in Feng Zichen's eyes, which instantly brought him out of the illusion. When he saw the incoming sword energy, Feng Zichen performed an instant body seal with one hand extremely skillfully.
Dodged away.
"Sure enough, exchanging the Sharingan is a wise choice. These eyes have saved me countless times..." Feng Zichen sighed in his heart as he touched his right eye.
Lin Zixuan in the audience breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Brother Feng's mysterious blood-colored three-magazade eyes, she had forgotten that Brother Feng had such a bloodline power of the illusion system. Is this the so-called care that leads to chaos?
Lin Zixuan blushed again...
Compared with Lin Zixuan's relief, Zhou Yang felt unhappy. Why is this kid still jumping up there?
"Zhou Qing, what are you doing? Why don't you kill that kid quickly? Where's your forbidden technique? Use it..." Zhou Yang shouted loudly, and the look of a pig teammate made Feng Zichen raise his eyebrows.
"Oh? Do you still have forbidden magic? That's fine. If you have any tricks, use them first. I'll let you know what the real illusion is later!"
Zhou Qing's face turned white and blue, and he was very dissatisfied with his young master. Of course I know how to use the forbidden technique, but don't say it out loud...
Cursing in his heart, Zhou Qing looked at Feng Zichen with serious eyes, and at the same time there was a trace of disdain in his heart, "Real illusion? You should wait until you try my forbidden technique before you say such big words..."
Zhou Qing's face became solemn, and the magic power in his mind was mobilized to the limit. The diffused magic power was looming, making the crowd in the audience feel confused...
"Forbidden Technique: Senluo Hell!!!" Zhou Qing clapped his hands, his pupils were filled with light, and a powerful illusion fell on Feng Zichen. Feng Zichen suddenly felt his eyes turn red, and he actually fell into the lava.
In the flames, the blazing flames burned Feng Zichen mercilessly, as if trying to refine him.
Even though he knew in his heart that this was just an illusion, the extremely real burning sensation made Feng Zichen's face change slightly. This illusion was really weird, as if it had blinded his senses...
Lin Zixuan and others who were watching the battle in the audience saw that Feng Zichen's body was stiff and his whole body was as red as fire. When they heard the name of the illusion from Zhou Qing's mouth, their faces changed wildly: "No, it turned out to be Senluo Hell..."
Senluo Hell is a famous forbidden illusion on the mainland. Legend has it that this illusion is the highest masterpiece developed by a ghost in ancient times. It has eighteen turns, corresponding to the legendary eighteen levels of hell in the underworld. It is so powerful that it can be practiced as long as it is mastered.
The third turn can rival the forbidden curse!
This technique has been passed down since ancient times. Many families on the mainland today have records of this technique. However, the power of Senluo Hell is unparalleled, and its training difficulty is also notoriously difficult. The first turn to the Flame Hell is not difficult, but
The further you go, the harder it becomes to practice. Only a handful of people can reach the third level, let alone the fifteenth level.
This Zhou Qing is obviously quite talented in illusions, and he has successfully mastered the first level of Senluo Hell. Although this is only the first level of the entire set of forbidden arts, its power is not comparable to that of ordinary ninth-level illusions, but he doesn't know that Brother Feng
Whether he could withstand the power of his bloodline... Lin Zixuan couldn't help but start to worry.
Feng Zichen was currently in the first level of flame hell in the Senluo Hell illusion. He looked up and saw a sea of fire surrounding him. The endless flames were burning Feng Zichen all the time. It really felt like a burning flame.
Feng Zichen knows that illusions are fictitious and real. If you think that all this is just an illusion and not real, and don't pay attention to it, then you are doomed. When you are burned to death in the illusion, you will also be burned to death in reality.
Death by mental torture! This is the horror of illusion.
The only way is to break the illusion as soon as possible. Feng Zichen's Sharingan scanned it and found no flaw in this illusion. He couldn't help but feel surprised. It seems that this illusion is indeed extraordinary...
"However, wanting to kill me with illusions is still wishful thinking!" Feng Zichen suddenly sneered. If he only had the Sharingan, it might be a bit dangerous, but the problem is that Feng Zichen's Sharingan is more than that.
power!
"Mangekyo Sharingan, open!!!" Feng Zichen shouted softly, and his blood-red Sharingan suddenly glowed with blood. The three black magatama evenly distributed in the pupil rotated rapidly and connected into a shuriken shape.
The strange figure is the Mangekyō Sharingan!
After opening the Mangekyo Sharingan, Feng Zichen felt that the whole world was different. This illusion that had no flaws in front of the ordinary Sharingan finally had a trace.
"I... can see it clearly!" Feng Zichen opened his Mangekyō Sharingan and slowly scanned the entire flame hell. After a long time, he said leisurely.
Boom~ As Feng Zichen's words fell, the real flame hell suddenly shattered like glass. In front of the Mangekyō Sharingan, this was just the first round of the Senluo Hell, which was obviously not enough.
The illusion was broken, and Feng Zichen's consciousness finally returned to reality. After waking up, Feng Zichen scanned the entire scene, and finally settled on Zhou Qing not far away. His blood-red eyes were so enchanting that Zhou Qing was incomparable.