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"Seal!" Zhao Lei's lips moved slightly. The next moment, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the entire test platform was instantly filled with frost, forming a thick ice block, and even the air flowing in the air was frosted. For a time, the entire temperature dropped suddenly.

"Zhao Lei can be said to be so horrible if he can practice such a terrifying power.

The night wind fairy emperor on the high stage saw Zhao Lei Shi exhibiting this trick and gave a very high evaluation.

"Dustwind boy, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to win the top spot in this war soul system!" Ye Fengxianhuang's eyes narrowed slightly. In this battle, he seemed more inclined to Zhao Lei.

"Yeah, I am afraid that this trick is not common to the monks of the Jinxian period. If this is to be cultivated, it will take time to become a master of the famous town!" Zhou Weixian Jun next to the Emperor Yefeng, lamented in her heart.

With the eyesight of Yefeng Xianhuang and Zhou Weixian Jun, the power contained in this trick can be seen naturally. If Feng Chen has no way to crack, under this blow, the lighter, Feng Chen loses his combat power, and the heavy one suffers. To hit hard.

"I really looked down on him, and he could use his own fairy yuan to attract the air to freeze!"

To be honest, Feng Chen really admired Zhao Lei a bit. In his realm of cultivation, he could cause the air in the fairy world to change, and his strength really cannot be underestimated. You must know that it can solidify such a stable plane in the fairy world. It is not something that ordinary people can do, at least only monks in the realm of Xianjun can do it, which is why Yefeng Xianhuang just gave Zhao Lei such a high evaluation just now.

In the face of Zhao Lei's full blow, Feng Chen's eyes narrowed, and he dared not to envy.

The next moment, Feng Chen's breath suddenly became violent, and his momentum kept rising.

The whole person is like a sharp sword.

At the same time, the Jiuzhuan Xingchenjue in the body is rapidly operating, and the power of qi and blood in the body is constantly surging. On his body surface, there is a faint light.

On the surface of these fine lights, there is a faint cyan light flowing, this cyan light is the power emanating from the colorful lotus in Fengchen's body, which means that at this moment, Fengchen's all defenses are fully open.

"Give up! You can't handle it!" Zhao Lei stared and said again.

"I said just now that you're responsible for the niubi you've blown!" Feng Chen smiled indifferently.

"Unlucky! Defeat!" After Zhao Lei sang softly, in front of everyone, slowly tapped three times in the void.

Suddenly, all the frost has condensed into three-handed blades. The three-handed blades have the same length. When the three-handed blades condense, the surrounding atmosphere becomes suppressed again.

"Go!" Zhao Lei drank a word "Go".

"Oh!" The three-handed sharp blade suddenly swept towards Feng Chen with coldness and sharp momentum.

"Oh!" Wouldn't Feng Chen sit back and wait, the sword of inheritance held in his hand, then he stunned, and a sword waved.

He was very clear that his sword did not break Zhao Lei's offensive, he could not even stop Zhao Lei's offensive.

"It's useless, you can't defeat it!" Zhao Lei has a proud look on his face. He is very confident in his attack. This move is a hit that he has created for hundreds of years. Naturally, a strong person is needed to baptize.

"Really, everything is absolute!" Feng Chen did not have Zhao Lei. The sword just now was originally tentative, and he never thought he could break the opponent's attack with one sword.

"Oh ..." One after another, dozens of swords were waved, with momentum, one sword was stronger than the other. In a moment, hundreds of swords were waved.

Suddenly, the entire platform was filled with sword qi, the sword was soaring into the sky, and sword shadows were everywhere.

Zhao Lei's mouth was raised, with a touch of radian, and at the same time he looked at Feng Chen with a mockery. In his opinion, all that Feng Chen does now is useless.

Feng Lei didn't have a bird, Zhao Lei, and continued to wave the sword in his hand. Hundreds of swords passed in the past, which only slightly eased Zhao Lei's offensive, and that's all.

"The sky is cracking!" At this moment, the tip of the sword inherited from Feng Chen's hand tilted sharply, and he slammed a sword out.

This sword, without its brilliance, is bland, and it is dull that people have not paid much attention to.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" An energy of the sun and an energy of the yin collided together.

A powerful air wave swept across the audience instantly, and the night wind fairy emperor shot on the platform almost instantly, using his own fairy power to form a barrier, wrapping up the crowd around.

This air wave lasted for ten breaths. After ten breaths, all the air waves dispersed, and everyone's eyes immediately looked at the center of the stadium. The eyes of countless people were staring at this moment. .

On the playing field, Deng Feng's clothes were worn out, his long hair became messy, and a trace of blood was hanging on the corner of his mouth, while on the other side, Zhao Lei was hanging blood on his mouth, with blood on his body. A tie.

At this moment, Zhao Lei's expression was as ugly as eating shit.

Feng Chen not only took the strongest blow of his own, but also caused himself severely injured, and his face was beaten by his own strength.

"How? I said, I must be responsible for the cows I've blown!" Feng Chen coughed twice, and blood poured out again.

Zhao Lei's face went dark, he didn't speak. If he changed it to any other person, Zhao Lei would definitely refute or even ridicule. However, in the face of Feng Chen, the person who took his full blow, he was Can't refute, nor know where to refute.

"How many secrets does this dust boy have, or does this have a strong fortune?" Feng Chen overturned everyone's perception of it once and for all. It seemed that Feng Chen was able to turn the tide and change the situation every time he reached a critical moment. The change.

Yefeng Xianhuang was completely shocked. It was thought that it was not just Yefeng Xianhuang, but even the old and the deans were not very optimistic about Feng Chen, and they thought that Feng Chen would fail, but the fact is not only undefeated, Seems to have the slightest advantage.

"Less nonsense, let's do it!" Zhao Lei hummed coldly and wiped the blood off the corners of his mouth.

"My sword, you can't handle it!" Feng Chen looked at Zhao Lei coldly. His words were not bragging.

He is very clear that Zhao Lei is not an ordinary monk, nor can he treat this person with ordinary eyes. If he wants to win the opponent, it is definitely not good to not show a hole card.

"Less nonsense, I'd like to see what you are capable of!" Zhao Lei looked at him for a moment, and Xianyuan in his whole body was moving quickly at this moment, and he was ready.

"Huh ..." Everyone looked directly at Feng Chen. Under the attention of everyone, Feng Chen stood quietly, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then spit out slowly. When they opened their eyes again, the two swords flickered in their eyes.