Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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In the first area of ​​the Chongyang Mysterious Realm, two figures stood proudly, facing each other, and suddenly the wind screamed in the middle of the field. A terrifying atmosphere quickly filled the void.

The eyes of the two meet in midair, and there is a faint glow of electricity.

The eight inner disciples in the first area all opened their eyes and looked at the two figures.

One is the arrogant figure of the first person in the inner door, and the other is the dark horse with the fastest rising speed recently. Both of them are peerless geniuses. Their duel can be called the highest level of the inner door. They will be very exciting. They Not willing to miss.

Uh!

I saw Leng Feng's palm sway, and the spear in his hand turned into a cold awn, and clicked into the ground.

"Since you are fighting against me at the peak, then I will fulfill you, but this cold mans gun was given to me by the elders. I can't humiliate it." Leng Feng stared at Xiao Ye, calmly said.

Xiao Ye sneered when he heard that, did he think he was not worthy of his use of innate weapons?

Leng Feng seems to be humbling him everywhere, but he is actually showing his invincible belief and despising him.

That being the case...

Xiao Ye reached out to untie the Tianjue knife behind him, threw it aside, and made a loud noise.

"This heavenly sword was given by a golden robe elder who showed gratitude to me. I respect him very much, so I can't insult this sword." Xiao Ye said coldly.

hiss!

Hearing the words filled with gunpowder, the spectator could not help but take a breath.

Elder Jinpao and Great Elder, one is heaven, the other is earth, there is no comparison at all, Xiao Ye is on the cold front bar, and returned the cold front's contempt.

Sure enough, Leng Feng's expression had a moment of stiffness, and then his face gloomed down, a black hair without wind, automatic, robe hunting, as if transformed into a long gun, exuding sharp air.

Before starting, the void trembles because of the power of the cold front.

"If Xiao Ye is not so impulsive, using innate weapons, there is the possibility of contending with the cold front."

"I think he is under the cold front and he can't hold on even ten moves."

...

The disciples in the first area talked in a low voice, and no one was optimistic about Xiao Ye.

At this time, the cold front had already started, and an amazing power wave broke out in his body, rushing in all directions, as if thunder rolled over, generating a strong coercion.

boom!

The void trembles violently, and a magnificent true energy emerges from the palm of the cold front, like a divine light that runs through the sky and earth, and strikes toward Xiao Ye fiercely.

"Si Ding Tian Gong!"

Xiao Ye roared, like the **** sky of the ocean, the interweaving of Hui was reflected as two reals, one virtual and three giant tripods, suspended above Xiao Ye's head.

Xiao Ye's black hair danced wildly, urging Ju Ding with the fighting fighting fist, as if it was Ju Feng Gao Yue, colliding with Leng Feng's attack.

There was a roar between heaven and earth, the endless explosions spread, and the terrible battle wave swept across the quartet.

"Break me!"

Leng Feng's slender figure, like an invincible king, pushed the power of a set of fourth-grade combat skills to the top, and the intensive offensive hit the giant tripod Xiao Xiao above his head.

I have to say that after the cold front breakthrough, the strength is too strong, and it is not something that inner disciples can contend with. Even Xiao Ye's powerful body can't bear it, and there is a trace of blood in the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Ye, originally thought that in the inner door, only you can let me fight hard, but you let me be so disappointed." Leng Feng shook Xiao Ye back, shook his head and sighed, the fighting intention subsided.

Xiao Ye stopped his body and reached out to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth. A hint of sarcasm suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Cold Front, what are you crazy about? I just played a part of my strength to see if you are qualified to be an opponent."

boom!

As soon as this statement came out, all four parties were surprised.

The inner disciples in the first area were dumbfounded, and then they scolded.

In the face of today's cold front, dare to hide strength, unless it is sincerely seeking death, this guy can really blow.

But soon, they were dumbfounded, because Xiao Ye suddenly burst out of a powerful wave of real energy, and rushed to Jiuxiao.

"He... just dealt with Leng Feng just now, did not use innate ingenuity?" A young man's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Innate true energy, but the source of power for the vast majority of innate warriors.

"It seems so." The other young man nodded stunned, recalling the scene where the two had just met.

Xiao Ye's performance just now was strong enough to make people ignore that he didn't use innate temperament.

At this moment, the heart of the spectator's heart was beating fiercely, discoloring.

It turned out that Xiao Ye really concealed his strength, and it was so frivolous to play against the cold front only with his physical strength.

A cold flash of light flashed in Leng Feng's eyes. Xiao Ye despised him and gave him back intact.

"Okay, that's good, I'm going to see how strong you will be!" Leng Feng laughed angrily, and then stepped out, struggling to Xiao Ye as a lightning bolt, cold and ruthless.

"Humph!"

Xiao Ye snorted, urging the power of the flesh and the innate innate energy, like a torrent, and like an abyss and the sea, fighting with the cold front.

Rumble!

Xiao Ye's left hand urged the fighting style of fighting, and his right hand was innately gasified into a giant palm, fully showing the terrible place of Siding Tiangong, and his strength reached a terrifying point.

"Is this the inner disciple, can I have the power?" The spectator looked pale. If it wasn't for the cold front's breakthrough, I'm afraid it would not be Xiao Ye's opponent.

The cold front is even stronger. Several sets of fourth-grade combat skills are alternately displayed in the hand. The force of terror tears the void and suppresses Xiao Ye.

This time, the two of them went crazy, and the Chongyang mystery became the battlefield of the two. The terrible battle fluctuated, submerging the entire canyon and destroying it in a mess. No one dared to approach.

As a last resort, the inner disciples in the canyon were forced to leave the secret realm of Chongyang.

"You two bastards, stop it for me, and go on like this, the Chongyang mystery will be destroyed!" The elders in gold robe responsible for the chongyang mystery jumped like thunder today.

His current cultivation practice is still in the late six layers of the congenital realm. He is not the rival of Xiao Ye and Leng Feng. He is afraid that he will be beaten by these two people.

This is so sad, the elders of the inner door were actually surpassed by the two inner door disciples.

"Hurry up and report to Zongmen!" Thinking of this, he quickly turned around and left.

Rumble!

The two figures in the canyon are intertwined and intertwined, as if two meteors are colliding, the aftermath of the battle is violent, and a tornado is set off.

"Fight fighting fist!"

Xiao Ye yelled, facing up against the cold front's attack, the body exudes a magical brilliance, and has the momentum to smash everything.

This is the case of fighting fighting fist, the stronger the stronger. Stimulated by the cold front, this set of boxing techniques glowed a fiery light, and boxing power could penetrate the world.

Evenly matched!

The strength that Xiao Ye showed was actually no weaker than that of the cold front, and there was even a tendency to catch up.

"This guy is really against the sky!" Many inner disciples' eyes were almost kicking out.

After repairing to reach the seventh level of the innate realm, the strength will change dramatically, and you can kill the warriors below this level in a snap.

But Xiao Ye turned upside down and could contend with the cold front without breaking through. What an amazing thing is this?

"I admit, you are qualified to be my opponent!" Leng Feng stopped suddenly, two amazing beams were shot in his eyes, and he was full of war.

I saw his palm suddenly caught, suddenly a cold awn burst out, it is his innate weapon cold lance!

"But if you think that this is the full strength of my cold front, then you are wrong! If you want to compare with me, go to practice for another ten years!"

Speaking of the end, Leng Feng shook his head and shouted, a strong and substantive martial sense of truth rose from him, and there was a sound of Jin Ge sympathy.

Qiang Qiang!

At this moment, the weapon in the hands of the disciple of the inner gate suddenly trembles, and then spontaneously unsheathed, gathered by the cold front's martial arts on top of his head, forming a torrent of weapons and hovering in mid-air.

what!

There was a slight chill in the hearts of many inner disciples. If this torrent of weapons exploded together, wouldn't it be a plug?

"The cold front used martial arts!" Zhang Huwei outside the canyon was terrified.

At the beginning, he united several other disciples inside to attack the cold front. At that time, the other party showed the true meaning of martial arts and directly detained their weapons.

Before this, no one knew that Leng Feng realized the terrible true meaning of martial arts.

Even the weapons have been taken away, how do you fight this?

They were so frightened that they confessed their defeat directly, and even the courage of the first battle was lost.

The true meaning of Budo is the coldest place.

"The true meaning of martial arts in the weapon category?" Xiao Ye frowned.

There are many true meanings of martial arts on the True Spirit Continent, and it is clear that what Cold Front understands is related to weapons.

"However, I have two and a half of the true meaning of martial arts, how can I be afraid?" Feeling the intensity of the cold wind martial arts, Xiao Ye disdained.

His palms were bluffed, and the Tianjue knife shot from the depths of the gorge. He was held in his hand, and even the cold martial arts could not be taken away.

Tian Jue Dao was supported by his innate true temperament, and he had long since communicated with him.

"Leng Feng, don't you think that only you have the cards?" Xiao Ye sneered and shook the sky.

He has realized the true meaning of Yan Zhi to 30%, and it is perfectly integrated into the burning sword. The cold front is destined not to be his opponent.

Moreover, his fight with the Tsing Yi girl gave him a deep understanding of the true meaning of martial arts. He did not believe that the other party also had such training.

Wow!

Hearing Xiao Ye's words, many inner disciples were boiling, and Xiao Ye even had a hole card? To what extent do these two men have to be strong to be reconciled.

Fiery eyes looked at the two figures in the canyon, and the air around them shattered into fragments.

At the peak of the battle, who will win?

(Let everyone wait for a long time, the second is more, and the third is more at night.)