Fantasy: I, the one who extracts all things, is an eternal coercion!

All the spiritual power in the body is poured into the Lingxiao Palace.

The artistic conception of thunder at the peak of the ninth floor quickly condensed.

Suddenly, a huge purple eye was revealed.

Countless extremely terrifying thunder and lightning entrenched in the depths of the eyes.

The aura of destroying everything immediately filled the air.

"Hiss, it's that low-grade sky-rank spell, Lingxiao Zidian!"

"There are rumors that Ye Qing has cultivated Lingxiao Zidian to the point of Xiaocheng, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

"If this blow continues, Zhang Feibai may be wiped out!"

Outside the arena, seeing this blow, there was another burst of exclamation.

Facing such a terrifying Lei Fa, Zhang Feibai's face remained calm.

There was no trace of fear in my heart.

"Is it God's punishment?"

He muttered something in a low voice, and then his eyes fixed.

A bright aura also burst out from Zhang Feibai's body.

The mighty and pure spiritual power is running fast.

The long knife Qiushui beside him suddenly burst into a blazing brilliance.

No matter how terrifying the enemy is!

He only needs to kill him with one blow!

If you don't die, then strike again!

Buzz!

Accompanied by a humming sound.

The blade intent at the peak of the ninth floor quickly condensed.

In an instant, the autumn water turned into a huge cold pool.

There are countless ripples on the surface of the cold pool, like countless dense sharp blades, which makes people shudder at a glance.

"Eight Desolation Returning to Yuan Slash · Fragmentation!"

A flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Feibai slashed without hesitation.

This knife exudes an unparalleled sharpness.

It's as if even the gods can be cut down.

puff!

Countless air was cut open in an instant.

The entire space on the arena couldn't help but burst into excitement.

Ye Qing on the opposite side had an expression of determination to win.

Sensing the power of the long knife, his face suddenly changed involuntarily.

Just wait for him to react.

The two terrifying forces collided suddenly.

The domineering and fierce saber intent suddenly spewed out like a spring.

The artistic conception of thunder that destroys everything is not to be outdone.

erupted directly.

Boom!

In an instant, a loud bang erupted.

The terrifying movement was like the god is angry.

In an instant, an incomparably terrifying shock wave swept out.

The air was emptied in an instant, and the surrounding space trembled.

Even the restraints around the arena couldn't help shaking.

The arena under his feet cracked in an instant.

A layer on the surface is directly turned into powder.

clank!

The terrifying sound of knives sounded.

The huge eyes filled with lightning were cut open in an instant.

The indestructible and huge Lingxiao Temple suddenly shook violently.

He was cut back abruptly.

Together with Ye Qing's body, they all retreated nearly a thousand meters.

"A low-level sword technique?! This is impossible!!"

He stabilized his figure with an extremely ugly expression.

With that blow just now, he was actually... a bit inferior.

It is also the power of [-]% peak artistic conception.

Zhang Feibai's Saber Intent is actually much stronger than Ye Qing's Thunder Intent.

It made up for the gap between cultivation base and spirit weapon.

How can this not make him feel extremely shocked!

"Hmph, don't think that you can leave here alive after you have comprehended [-]% of the peak sword intent!"

"Today is your death day!!"

Steady his mind, Ye Qing remained expressionless.

Immediately, the spiritual power of the whole body began to circulate crazily.

On the surface of Lingxiao Temple, countless thunder and lightning were all over the place.

The next moment, Ye Qingfei landed on top of Lingxiao Hall.

There was a burst of dazzling thunder, and the body suddenly swelled up.

From afar, it looks like the god of thunder descending.

But at this moment, Ye Qing's aura became even more terrifying.

That is impressively... the artistic conception of thunder at the Xiaoyuan level.

Seeing this scene.

Outside the arena, a group of onlookers suddenly burst into exclamation again.

"Hiss, the artistic conception of thunder at the small perfect level!"

"I didn't expect Ye Qing to comprehend the artistic conception of thunder at the Xiaoyuan level!"

"It's no wonder he is full of confidence this time. With such terrifying strength, let alone the top [-] on the Great Xia Gold List, even the top [-] has a chance!"

"As far as I know, this Ye Qing is not yet 40 years old! Although he can't compare to those top [-] monsters on the Great Xia Gold List! But he is definitely not weak!"

"You really deserve to be the second pride of the Ye family and Ling Xiaozong!"

"Horror! It's really terrifying!"

……

Before, when they saw Ye Qing being cut back, they were very shocked.

After all, no matter who it is, no one can think of it.

Zhang Feibai was actually able to suppress Ye Qing.

But right after, Ye Qing exploded with a small perfect level of Thunder Art!

You know, there is only a small difference between Jiucheng's peak mood and Xiaoyuan's satisfaction.

But the actual gap is like clouds and mud.

The gap is so big that it is simply unimaginable!

For a while, there were heated discussions.

Countless people showed excitement and looked at the ring intently.

There is even more expectation in my heart.

At this time, on the ring.

Ye Qing showed a trace of cruelty on his face.

Reach out.

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Click!

Rumble!

The thunder that shook the world exploded with a bang.

Huge thunderbolts filled the sky above the arena.

The endless purple electricity gathered in an instant.

In an instant, at Ye Qing's feet.

Immediately, an extremely huge and majestic dragon head appeared.

Waves of terrifying thunderous artistic conceptions swept out unscrupulously.

Even more exaggerated.

The Lingxiao Palace, which was full of lightning, was actually wrapped in the dragon's mouth.

It looked like a huge dragon ball.

"Give me death!"

"Lingxiao Zidian!!"

Ye Qing, who was like a god of thunder, let out a roar that sounded like a bell.

Pointing at Zhang Feibai with his fingertips, majestic spiritual power gushed out.

"Hoohoo!"

Following his finger, this incomparably terrifying Thunder Dragon immediately let out a sky-shattering roar.

next moment.

The dragon's mouth opened wide, and the mighty thunder light engulfed Lingxiao Temple.

Like a monstrous flood, it gushed towards Zhang Feibai.

This terrifying blow instantly distorted the surrounding space.

Seeing this, Zhang Feibai raised his eyebrows.

He showed a look of interest.

The technique this guy uses is different from everyone he has seen.

It's not using spiritual weapons to cast spells.

Instead, it uses spells as the carrier to maximize the power of the spiritual weapon.

This is different from Zhang Feibai.