Chapter seven hundred and sixty-ninth refers to the sky as prison
Martial spirit originates from the deepest soul of a strong person in the holy way. It has various forms and is different from each other.
Mo Wugui was proud and proficient in spear skills. His martial soul took on the appearance of a spear and was a spear soul.
As for Han Xiaozi, his martial soul took on the appearance of an eagle, and he was an eagle soul. His speed was extremely fast, and his attacks were extremely fierce, making it difficult for people to guard against him.
The sound of eagles continued to sound, and the shadows in the void became more and more solid. They were all filled with sharp auras and stood around Han Xiaozi. Every pair of eyes was like an eagle's eye, able to penetrate people's hearts.
"Han Xiaozi has a body of ten thousand shadows, and his figure can reach ten thousand weights. After displaying his martial spirit, his speed will increase to an extremely terrifying level. Even though Fang Li's combat power is unparalleled, if he fails to hit the opponent, he will not be able to hit the opponent.
It’s all in vain.” Everyone in the crowd raised their heads and looked at the gray and black eagle in the void, feeling slightly startled.
Fang Li also raised his head and stared at Han Xiaozi, with a strange color in his eyes.
Ten Thousand Shadows Dharmakaya and Eagle Soul are all Han Xiaozi's strengths. The combination of the two is perfect.
"Use your martial spirit, otherwise, you will definitely lose." Han Xiaozi said coldly, the sharp aura on his body became thicker and richer, and the sound of eagles could not be heard.
"I don't think so." Fang Li smiled lightly and stepped lightly. The whole world began to tremble, the whirlpool continued, and the power of heaven and earth descended crazily.
"What a shame!" Han Xiaozi was angered by Fang Li and felt that he had been underestimated. His figure flashed and he roared: "Kill!"
After the words fell, the eagle soul looked up to the sky and roared, turned into a stream of light, and heard a harsh sound that broke through the air, and rushed directly in front of Fang Li. The speed was astonishingly fast, almost traveling through space.
At the same time, Han Xiaozi also arrived. Behind him, tens of thousands of phantoms flickered, forming a continuum that could cover the sky and the earth. They took action one after another, as if they wanted to completely crush Fang Li to death.
"Point to the sky as a prison!"
A cold voice came out of Fang Li's mouth. He stretched out a finger and flicked it. The entire space in front of him instantly solidified. The invisible power of heaven and earth enveloped Han Xiaozi's body like a tide.
The body, at the same time, also envelopes thousands of figures and eagle souls within it.
"roll!"
Seeing this scene, Han Xiaozi's expression changed slightly, and he smacked his palms wildly, blasting away the power of heaven and earth. He could feel that this power of heaven and earth contained a terrifying power.
Once surrounded, he will definitely be at a disadvantage. Moreover, this power comes from the heaven and the earth. If it moves, the heaven and the earth will move. Thousands of phantoms will have no room to display and will be ruthlessly suppressed.
Boom!
A roar came out, and the power of heaven and earth came down. Any shadow that came into contact with the power of heaven and earth instantly turned into nothingness, and the eagle soul above Han Xiaozi's head failed to exert its due power.
was directly suppressed.
"Damn it, Ten Thousand Palms!" Han Xiaozi roared repeatedly, and the terrifying power exploded, pouring out like a tide. However, the power of heaven and earth was too huge to completely defeat it.
"You have already lost."
Fang Han stood in the void, looking down at Han Xiaozi. His voice carried the arrogance of a superior. At this moment, he was a high-ranking king, looking down on everything and despising everything.
Boom boom boom!
The power of heaven and earth, without any reservation at this moment, directly pressed on Han Xiaozi. Suddenly, Han Xiaozi burst out with a roar, spitting out hot blood from his mouth, and the shadow of his palms was continuous, and he actually wanted to fight to the death.
But in the end, his body was still enveloped by the power of heaven and earth. Thousands of figures disappeared, and the shadows of his palms turned into nothingness. The crowd only heard the sound of continuous explosions. Finally, there was a frenzy in the space.
The hurricane swept past, as if a doomsday natural disaster was coming.
After a long time, the hurricane began to slowly dissipate.
The martial arts arena at this moment was riddled with holes and countless cracks, which was a bit shocking. The two people in the field of vision had disappeared, but the terrifying fighting spirit still existed.
Bang!
The clouds and mist were torn apart, and a figure fell from the void and slowly stood in the center of the arena, making the crowd's eyes freeze. The person who came was none other than Fang Li.
At this moment, although he was slightly injured, his aura was still strong, his eyes were cold and unchanging, and he was fearless.
On the ground not far away, several rocks were loose. The ragged Han Xiaozi climbed up with some difficulty. His whole body was covered with bloodstains, his breath was unstable, and he looked very embarrassed.
The blood on the corner of his mouth was still wet, and his eyes were staring at Fang Li with extreme indifference, but more importantly, they were filled with frustration and unwillingness.
Defeated!
After waiting for a full two years for this battle, the final winner was not Han Xiaozi, but Fang Han.
Even if he possesses the Ten Thousand Shadows Dharma Body and fully masters the power of martial arts, he is full of confidence, but the final result is still failure, just like the duels back then, the results have not changed at all.
"I will definitely take revenge for this, and I will definitely win the next battle!" Han Xiaozi clenched his fist and gritted his teeth.
"In the battle just now, I didn't use my full strength, and your strength is not enough for me to use my martial spirit. Don't you still understand how huge the gap between you and me is?"
Fang Li turned around, uttered a word coldly, then returned directly to his seat, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and blocked out all sounds from the outside world.
As for Han Xiaozi, he stood there in a daze, his eyes dull.
Fang Li, in that battle just now, had not yet used his martial spirit.
But in the end, he still won.
If he goes all out, wouldn't he be able to defeat Han Xiaozi easily?
The crowd let out a sigh of relief. Prince Qin Wu's strength is too terrifying. It seems that the leader of this dynasty war belongs to him. Although Han Xiaozi and Ye Chen are not weak, they are not as strong as Fang Li.
The comparison is still too far behind, the gap is like a natural chasm.
"Fang Li wins!"
After watching the battle just now, Chang Qingshan also felt that he was still unsatisfied. He pondered for a moment and then said: "Han Xiaozi, hurry up and recover. When you are adjusted to the best condition, you will fight Ye Chen immediately."
"yes!"
Han Xiaozi nodded in response, and immediately woke up from the defeat just now. Although he was unwilling to lose to Fang Li, the opponent's strength was indeed extremely strong, and he was convinced that he lost.
But deep down in Han Xiaozi's heart, there was a hint of disdain for Ye Chen.
He can tolerate losing to Fang Li, but he can never tolerate losing to Ye Chen. In the next battle, he will use all his strength to defeat Ye Chen as quickly as possible and vent his anger fiercely.
"It seems that Han Xiaozi doesn't take you seriously." Su Mu walked to Ye Chen's side and said lightly, making Ye Chen shake his head helplessly, without speaking, let alone feeling angry.
Meaning.
During the battle between Fang Li and Han Xiaozi, Ye Chen understood how terrifying Fang Li's strength was. He was definitely a genius among geniuses, and would have a place even among the powerful Celestial Clan.
But these did not scare Ye Chen.
On the contrary, his eyes were full of fighting spirit. Whether it was Han Xiaozi or Fang Li, he would fight, fight with all his strength, and even win the title of leader of the Dynasty War!