Fans don't have the experience of watching the battle, but that doesn't mean that the experts are also dizzy.
Dai Yi showed a look of surprise. Ling Xingqi came up with a set of attacks, using the "Seven Star Fist", one of the most basic and classic martial arts of the Shenghui Federation. As long as he is an energy user, almost everyone can practice it.
She can do it all, and this is also the martial arts she is best at.
But it was really difficult to reach Ling Xingqi's level of proficiency. Dai Yi didn't think she had such proficiency, so she immediately made a preliminary judgment: Ling Xingqi was probably testing her husband.
Her guess was absolutely correct. Ling Xingqi did have this idea. After the battle on Poison Dragon Star, she collected a lot of battle information about Ding Meng and concluded some rules. She found that Ding Meng was not a person who was good at attacking.
Among Ding Meng's many battles, Ding Meng actually focused more on defense. To put it another way, Ding Meng's attack methods are relatively simple.
Moreover, one of Ding Meng's biggest features is that he has a very deep energy foundation, and his combat power breaks out to new highs again and again. Many people are actually directly crushed to death by the huge energy.
So when Ling Xingqi came up with Qixing Fist, the purpose was to consume it. I will consume it with you. Now that I have a deeper foundation, we will see who consumes more energy.
As expected, Ding Meng did not fight back, but just parried. The two of them flashed back and forth, causing the surrounding vegetation to disappear. Five minutes later, a large open space was formed.
After finishing a set of seven-star punches, Ling Xingqi slid back decisively and stood still: "Let's end the warm-up here!"
Ding Meng nodded. In his perception, Ling Xingqi's progress was so huge that he was simply a replica of himself. He had not taken any action just now but was still trying to find out. Xinghong Group had found Shenguang energy, but what exactly were these energy sources like?
How many are there? He has no idea!
But now he has a general idea. He thought that when Ling Xingqi was equipped with a battle armor, the source energy index was as high as 25 billion points, but now it exceeds 50 billion points with bare hands. What Xinghong found should be another large-scale Miao Star ruins.
At this time, Ling Xingqi suddenly raised her arms to both sides and spread her palms. She saw sparkling blue ice butterflies emerging from her palms, flying up and down around her body, making her look as beautiful as
Fairy, this scene is as beautiful as a dream.
However, this is not the case in Ding Meng's field of vision. Ling Xingqi's source energy has been activated. These butterflies are not only made of ice source energy, but are also mixed with rigid body and gravitational source energy, and there is also a trace amount of divine light energy.
As far as Ding Meng can sense it, if an average player comes in, the aura and coercion can make you close your eyes.
Ling Xingqi's wrist suddenly twisted, and all the ice butterflies immediately formed a soft rope, roaring towards Ding Meng.
This was definitely not something that could be done forcefully. Ding Meng pushed his palm forward, and a semi-arc white source power plating immediately appeared in front of him, which looked like half a shield.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding--"
When the ice rope hits the coating, there will be a series of sharp sounds.
The coating was not broken, but Ding Meng was sliding backwards, and the ground under his feet was constantly being cracked. The cracks produced were not stripes, but large semicircular pits.
"What kind of martial arts is this?" Liang Yiran was shocked. Being able to repel Ding Meng was considered strong enough.
Lan Bing stared at the screen and shook her head. Even though she was an ice energy user, she still couldn't tell.
At this moment, as soon as Ding Meng stood still, the ice ropes suddenly separated like fairy flowers, and turned into ice butterflies all over the sky again, forming a spherical force field to surround Ding Meng.
Ling Xingqi's palms closed fiercely, and countless ice butterflies "swish" like sharp arrows and surrounded Ding Meng, as if thousands of rays of rays of light were blooming.
"嗗————"
An extremely dazzling blue pupil appeared in the center of the clearing. The pupil was more like a confining force field, making the interior sizzle. I couldn't imagine what kind of attacks a person would experience in it.
There was a deafening roar, and the pupil of light disappeared, but a ten-meter-high icicle of cold light emerged from the ground. The tip of the pillar was as sharp as the tip of a sword.
Only then did the audience see clearly that Ding Meng's shoes were tiptoeing slightly on the tip of the pillar, and his whole body somersaulted back.
The ice butterfly, rope, and light pupil are all feints, this icicle is the killer.
"Hey, I'm looking for danger!"
"This is so powerful. I thought it was sensitive enough before, but now it seems that the goddess is even stronger."
"Look at the color of the icicles. It's scary to look at."
"Fortunately, the boss got out of the way!"
"The boss is mighty!"
…
Ding Meng couldn't be powerful at all now. As he fell down, he also discovered that the ice rope formed by the ice butterfly did not disappear, but spread like a river on the ground. When he saw that he had fallen, the ice rope was poisonous.
It bounced up and hit me on the back again.
There was no room to dodge this time. Ding Meng struck out with his backhand, and a fiery red torrent shattered the poisonous snake into pieces.
Unexpectedly, the ice rope has not been completely destroyed, but turned into countless flying needles like cold light and surrounded them again. This is the pure source of divine light. In the critical moment, Ding Meng strikes out with another palm. This palm is not an attack, but an attack.
It opens up the smelting space and directly uses the Diamond Melting Star Technique to absorb energy.
"Swish, swish, swish" a white light rose up, and Ding Meng felt that his palms were covered with ice needles.
At this time, Ding Meng had just landed, and he immediately noticed a whirlwind blowing over from the left wing. It was like a transparent rain curtain, floating towards you silently, completely moistening things silently.
There was a "chi la" sound, which was the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through flesh and blood.
This time Ding Meng retreated a little slower. His clothes were cut open and bright red blood seeped out.
Ding Meng suddenly felt that there was a lag in the operation of the first three origins. He looked up again and saw Ling Xingxian standing thirty meters away from the opposite side, dragging the long silver sword in his hand. He looked majestic and heroic.
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The rain curtain just now was the Shi Direction Slash performed by Ling Xingqi, and the wound on his chest was caused by this sword. He still underestimated the opponent.
At this moment, everyone in the Bingyi Group looked grim. Ding Meng had truly met his opponent this time.
In Xinghong's VIP room, Ling Xingwen and the others were all beaming with joy. As for Ling Xingqi's live broadcast room, it was abuzz with words of praise, and the loudest voice was "Valkyrie!"
But Ling Xingqi herself showed no expression at all, because she knew that Ding Meng was much more than this level.
Sure enough, in Ling Xingqi's field of vision, Ding Meng's whole body was ignited with a raging flame, and Ding Meng's aura began to increase explosively. This was Ding Meng's true power.
Ding Meng swept forward, his whole body swept out a graceful arc in the air, his arms had been raised, and the classic hand knife had been formed.
Ling Xingqi had obviously studied the Ding-style hand sword and knew how powerful Ding Meng's move was. She dragged the sword in a hurry and struck out several knives with a dizzying speed.
A shocking scene appeared. What she struck out was neither the light of the sword nor the source of power, but the pure white and bright humanoid mirror images. The humanoid pupil was exactly the same as her own. Even the mirror image of the sword was held by the humanoid pupil.
On the scene, these mirror images are not only fast, but also have different postures, like dozens of Ling Xingqi slashing at Ding Meng with their swords one after another.
Dai Yi suddenly lost his voice: "This dragon flying in the sky?"
It is indeed the secret book "Dragon Soaring Sky Shadow", and Ling Xingqi herself has not transformed into a pupil form, which proves that her level is already very high.
At this moment, more than a billion pairs of eyes are staring at this scene, including the three big guys in the VIP room No. 1. Everyone has the same idea. Either get out of the way or get out of the way.
He had no choice but to resist, Ling Xingqi was always in control of the situation.
However, to everyone's surprise, a scene where the steely man "hard-faced" appeared. Din Meng flew in mid-air and struck out with his sword. The strike was not a single blow, but multiple blows with his sword.
What he chopped out was also the mirror image of Yuanli's hand knife. It was definitely not as big as the opponent's mirror image, but all the mirror images immediately fell apart as soon as they caught the light of the knife. This was clearly using more powerful energy to force these flashy things like yours head-on.
shattered.
Ling Xingqi's expression changed because she sensed that Ding Meng's aura actually increased a lot as he flew by. At this time, all the humanoid mirrors were shattered, and Ding Meng struck out with his last hand knife.
A huge twisted blade appeared in the air, its size was comparable to Ling Xingqi's sword, and it was so bright that it was as powerful as a mountain.
not good!
Ling Xingqi felt the danger, this energy was too powerful.
She quickly raised the knife and struck it head-on. With a loud "ding" sound, the blade cut into the blade of the sword, pushing Ling Xingqi backwards.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
There were violent explosions along the way where Ling Xingqi retreated, and the ground was riddled with holes.
She knew that this Ding-style hand knife was powerful, but she didn't expect that Ding Meng had practiced this move to such an incredible level. The twisted blade was like a war hammer. She raised the knife and slid it for more than fifty meters.
You can hold your ground.
Just like her previous attack on Ding Meng, she felt a surge of air behind her as soon as she stood firm. Ding Meng must have moved behind her.
Without thinking, Ling Xingqi drew the knife, backhand, and stabbed back. This knife was also exquisite. It was stabbed back from under her ribs, just like Ding Meng himself was sent to the tip of her knife.
"puff----"
Everyone heard the sound of the tip of the knife sinking into flesh and blood, but what was broken was not Ding Meng's true form, because behind Ling Xingqi, although Ding Meng was stabbed in the chest, his figure gradually dimmed. This was obviously his clone.
Ling Xingqi immediately turned into a tornado and floated forward in the opposite direction. When she was halfway through the float, she was surprised to find that three identical Ding Meng appeared in three different directions around her, and what appeared this time was not a mirror image.
All three of them are real.
What's going on?
Ling Xingqi had no time to think. The three Ding Meng had already flown up, leaped over the dragon's gate, and slashed with their backhand. Their postures were elegant and they struck in separate attacks. This was the real Ding style hand knife.
