The long sword in Huo Ying's hand flashed with cold light, and the sword flew out. Zhao Feng looked down on his opponent. Huo Ying's sword was unusually fast, and the tip of the sword almost pierced Zhao Feng's throat. Fortunately, Zhao Feng reacted quickly and was able to avoid it.
One move failed.
"Made, this guy's swordsmanship is the same as that of Xingchen!"
Huo Ying seized the advantage with one move. He was unreasonable, his sword was agile, and each move was as fast as the other. He never left Zhao Feng's neck. Zhao Feng was forced to retreat continuously. For a moment, Qilin Shield, Zidian
Feilong's bright silver spear was too late to parry.
"Damn, I will definitely attack next time!"
Suddenly, Zhao Feng changed his retreating posture and advanced instead. His throat was close to Huo Ying's sword, and he was dangerously close to Huo Ying. The unicorn shield on his left arm slammed into him. Huo Ying didn't expect that Zhao Feng's troops would move forward.
A dangerous move and forced to retreat.
"Hundred-refined cold light!" Huo Ying launched a move, and cold light spread all around his body. The sword moves were hidden by the cold light, and the sword energy filled the sky. Zhao Feng waited for the opponent to make a move.
The Kirin Shield flashed with light and turned on the light shield. Most of Huo Ying's sword energy was blocked by the light shield and failed to work. Zhao Feng's right hand Purple Lightning Flying Dragon bright silver spear stabbed out quickly and went straight to Huo Ying's face.
Door.
Huo Ying realized that the move failed, so he changed his move strangely, jumped up, and stabbed down from the air with the long sword in his hand.
"Holy light seizes the soul!" This time Huo Ying launched a real killing move. A huge sword energy, like a meteor, hit the light shield outside Zhao Feng's body. There was a loud bang, the light shield shattered, and an explosion occurred.
, during the explosion, Huo Ying and Zhao Feng felt uncomfortable and hurriedly retreated.
After that, both of them responded quickly. The purple electric flying dragon's bright silver gun and the holy light star soul sword collided continuously. The two people's figures were intertwined on the ring. It was no longer possible to tell who was who.
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This kind of battle lasted for as long as a stick of incense. Zhao Feng's body had long stamina, Huo Ying's morale was high, his fighting spirit was high, and his offensive became more and more fierce.
Finally, the two men could no longer hold back and began to use their big moves. The Holy Light Star Soul Sword in Huo Ying's hand transformed into hundreds of sword energy, crisscrossing each other, and the sword energy, which was several feet long, flew towards Zhao Feng one after another.
In order to avoid being at a disadvantage, Zhao Feng used the purple electric flying dragon to protect himself with a bright silver spear, circling and dancing like the wind, and a purple electric flying dragon circled to protect his body.
"Look, these two people are about to decide the outcome when they use their ultimate moves!"
"This kid from outside really has some skills. Senior Brother Huo Ying is so powerful that he can't even defeat this guy. Now we're going to have a good show!"
"For anyone who has placed a bet, Senior Brother Huo Ying will pay you two for one, and Palace Master Zhao will pay you ten for one!"
Someone actually opens the market at this time and bets on winning or losing. Shengwu Hall is indeed a strange place.
"The soul of Youlongxing is broken!"
The sword energy from Huo Ying was like a silver dragon, constantly hitting the purple electric flying dragon protecting Zhao Feng. The two dragons were unable to do anything to each other for a while, and they kept making loud noises under the fierce collision.
"Good guy, this guy is so strong at a young age. If he continues like this, I'm going to lose!"
Huo Ying was reluctant to take the Qi Restoration Pill at this time. He could only grit his teeth and use the ultimate move: "The scorching sun shines in the sky!"
In mid-air, outside the tip of the Holy Light Star Soul Sword in Huo Ying's hand, a light group more than ten feet away formed half a foot away. The soul power gathered in the light group continued to rise, and Zhao Feng felt the surrounding pressure on the surface of the arena increasing.
"Good guy, is this guy named Huo going to fight for his life?"
Zhao Feng had the advantage over Huo Ying. The Flower of Life in his body continuously provided energy and accelerated the recovery of soul power. The two fought fiercely for nearly an hour, but Zhao Feng remained as before, with very little energy and soul power consumption.
Huo Ying's unique moves were like a sun, constantly approaching Zhao Feng, and the pressure was extremely heavy. Small cracks continued to appear on the surface of the arena.
Zhao Feng knew very well that he couldn't let Huo Ying use this move at full power, otherwise he would suffer a loss. The purple electric flying dragon suddenly surged in lightning, shaking its head and tail to meet the light ball falling in mid-air.
The purple electric flying dragon collided with the light ball, causing the surface of the light ball to crack, and the soul power inside leaked out. There was a sword hidden in it, and this sword was the real Holy Light Star Soul Sword.
The Holy Light Star Soul Sword emitted a sword light and cut off the purple electric flying dragon. The purple electric flying dragon immediately exploded, and the purple electric light completely enveloped the light ball.
"Damn it, this guy saw through the weakness of my move!"
Once one of Huo Ying's blazing suns is broken through, the sword energy inside will suddenly burst out, making it extremely difficult to resist.
Zhao Feng deliberately let the purple electric flying dragon be hit. After the explosion, it completely tore Huo Ying's blazing sun into the sky. A large amount of sword energy spurted out from around the broken light ball, and the pressure on Zhao Feng's front was greatly reduced.
"Boy, admit defeat, or I will destroy your sword!"
The unicorn shield in Zhao Feng's hand emits a light shield, blocking a large amount of sword energy. The bright silver spear of the purple electric flying dragon in his right hand pierces the sword in the center of the light ball. The bright silver spear of the purple electric flying dragon is more than ten feet long, and the tip of the spear is extremely sharp. Once it hits,
The sword, Huo Ying's Holy Light Star Soul Sword must be damaged or even completely broken.
"Can you really beat me? Ridiculous!" Huo Ying said, the ball of light completely shattered, the sword inside suddenly disintegrated and turned into dozens of long swords, Zhao Feng stabbed the ball in the air.
These swords spread out and besieged Zhao Feng from all directions. Zhao Feng secretly said that it was lucky that the Qilin Shield emitted a light shield, otherwise he would have been turned into a hedgehog by this time.
"Dragons fight in all directions!" Zhao Feng shouted, and the purple electric flying dragon formed again. As the purple electric flying dragon looked around at itself with its silver spear, it continuously shattered the long swords that were circling around.
Huo Ying suffers from the weapon level. The primary weapons of warriors are called treasure weapons. What Huo Ying holds in his hands is a top-grade treasure weapon. Above the treasure weapon is a mysterious weapon, and above the mysterious weapon is a sacred weapon. Zhao Feng's Purple Lightning Flying Dragon Liang
The silver gun is a secondary holy weapon, one step away from the holy weapon. When the two collided, Huo Ying's Holy Light Star Soul Sword immediately suffered a big loss.
Huo Ying did not expect that Zhao Feng was like a tortoise shell, and all his attacks were ineffective. The Holy Light Star Soul Sword hidden and remaining among the more than ten long swords could never find a flaw in Zhao Feng.
"You brat, watch out!"
The purple electric flying dragon bright silver gun in Zhao Feng's hand shone with light, and he sent out a move to break through the air. Purple electric light burst out around Zhao Feng's body, and a flying dragon attacked the surrounding area at high speed. Purple lightning instantly enveloped an area of more than ten feet. Huo Ying's last move
The Zhaowanjian Guiyuan was completely destroyed, and the Holy Light Star Soul Sword was trapped, only one step away from being destroyed.
Huo Ying was shocked. After landing, he hurriedly shouted: "I give up!"
Zhao Feng took action in time. If it was before yesterday, Zhao Feng would definitely have killed him, but now that he is one of the masters of Shengwu Hall, there is no need to kill the disciples of Wudou Palace.
"You lose!" Zhao Feng hit Huo Ying in the throat with a shot. Huo Ying's whole body went numb immediately, he could not stand steadily and he knelt on the ground.
"Remember, my name is Zhao Feng, the master of Juetian Palace. If you dare to be rude to me next time, be careful about the head on your neck!"
Huo Ying finally managed to use his kung fu to suppress the power churning in his body. Just as he was about to stand up, a surge of soul power surged through his meridians. He could only kneel down again, his face suddenly filled with shame.