"Holy power, divine presence!" After speaking, the Holy Master raised his palm violently, and then swiped it down in the air.
A huge thunder pillar flew down from the nine heavens with endless heavenly power, pierced through the void, and fell headlong towards Feng Qingyu.
"Old man, you really want to fight me hard!" Feng Qingyu cursed and slapped again.
There was a loud "boom", and the huge thunder column burst in mid-air, and thousands of blue electric snakes flew out in all directions, disappearing into the endless void.
This time, the Holy Master was finally shaken back three steps, but Feng Qingyu took seven or eight steps back again and again, and managed to stabilize his figure.
Speaking of which, this kind of strength is terrifying enough. Looking at the entire continent, there are not too many people who can match him, but unfortunately, he is still one step behind the Holy Master.
The Holy Master didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, with a wave of his palm, another thunder pillar pierced through the void, and fell on Feng Qingyu's head.
"Old man, you haven't finished yet, do you really think that I, Fatty Feng, are easy to bully?" Feng Qingyu roared angrily, and slapped it out again.
There was a loud bang, the electric snake flew, and the thunder column was broken again. This time, the Holy Master withdrew a few feet, but Feng Qingyu rolled and flew out more than ten feet like a meat ball.
"Ah, I'll fight with you!" Feng Qingyu had never suffered such a big loss in her life, she was completely aroused, and before the Holy Master made a move, she took the initiative to rush forward.
"Boom..." Lightning pillars fell one after another, and Feng Qingyu rushed towards the Holy Master again and again, but was knocked back again and again.
I don't know when it started, blood oozed from his mouth, nose and ears, even his eyes turned blood red, and his sword robe was also stained with blood, but he still rushed towards the Holy Master again and again.
And the Holy Master's face also turned pale, and traces of blood also appeared at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was also seriously injured, but compared to Feng Qingyu, he was still much more relaxed.
Seeing Feng Qingyu's almost crazy stalking, and the blood all over her body, everyone was moved.
"Senior Feng!" Mu Hanyan felt pain in her heart, and her voice trembled slightly.
Although they have always refused to worship Feng Qingyu as their teacher, they actually have long been mentors and apprentices, and they are just worried about his character. At this time, seeing him fighting to the death with the Holy Master for himself, how could Mu Hanyan not be moved by it.
"Don't worry, baby apprentice, he can't be regarded as a teacher with his strength, it's just a little skin trauma, just wait and see me drag him to death." Feng Qingyu wiped her mouth, still looking Look carefree.
As if to prove that he was not seriously injured and had the capital to drag the Holy Master to death, he patted the fat on his chest hard.
"Hmph, brazen!" The Holy Master sneered disdainfully.
"Holy prestige, divine presence!" With a wave of his palm, another thunderbolt fell towards Feng Qingyu.
Feng Qingyu's repeated entanglement made him a little impatient. The power of this thunder column was obviously much greater than before, and it was obvious that he wanted to determine the outcome with one move.
But Feng Qingyu didn't realize it, and rushed head-on just like before.
However, when he rushed into the thunder pillar, he suddenly shouted: "Heaven and earth, seal the demon!"
An invisible barrier shrouded the Holy Master's body. Different from the last time we sparred with Mu Hanyan and others, this time, the power of this enchantment was much stronger, and even the figure of the Holy Master froze suddenly.
Of course, it was just a stagnation, and it was absolutely impossible to restrain the Holy Master with this enchantment. The Holy Master split his hands, and the enchantment that sealed the demons on that day was loosened.
But at the same time, a ball of dazzling white light suddenly burst out from Feng Qingyu's body, like the sun at noon, piercing people's eyes, and a huge force like a volcanic tsunami also erupted from his body. The body exploded violently.
"No, I've been fooled!" The Holy Master's heart sank, and he wanted to dodge subconsciously, but it was too late.
In an instant, he was overwhelmed by this force. With his strength, he had a chance to avoid it, but he lost his only chance when he was delayed for a moment by the enchantment of sealing the demon.
"Boom..." There was still thunder in the ears, but under the dazzling light, no one could see what happened. They could only feel that under that huge force, the enchantment was violent again. trembling.
Finally, the light dissipated, and the figures of Feng Qingyu and the Holy Master reappeared in front of his eyes.
At this time, Feng Qingyu's clothes were ragged and hair was disheveled, his fleshy figure was completely smaller, his body was covered with scars, every wound was bloody and bloody, as if he had been hit by a boulder thrown by a trebuchet, and It wasn't just smashed once, but it was smashed back and forth, back and forth, left and right.
Looking at the shocking scars, everyone knows that this is the wound left by his self-destructive energy.
The holy master's sword robe was also blown to pieces, dripping blood all over his body. Perhaps the situation was a little better than Feng Qingyu's, but he was also seriously injured.
"Hehe, old guy, now you know that I am a fat man." The fat man said with a proud smile while spitting out blood.
"You, what a ruthless method!" The Holy Master said through gritted teeth.
It wasn't until now that he realized that during the previous fight, Feng Qingyu's embarrassment was probably faked, in order to make him paralyzed and lose his guard. And he really fell for the trick, but he moved a little slower under the enchantment that sealed the demon that day, and he ended up like this.
However, Feng Qingyu blew himself up, but the price he paid was even greater, and it was likely to hurt his foundation. For ordinary cultivators, talent plus hard work are the most important things, but talent and hard work are not the most important thing if they can cultivate to their level, the most important thing is chance, no chance is good enough Talent, no matter how hard you work, it is impossible to have their strength.
Precisely because strength is so hard-won, they cherish feathers more than ordinary people, and they will never risk their cultivation easily, let alone risk their cultivation foundation.
The Holy Master never expected that Feng Qingyu would have such ruthlessness, not to mention the serious injury and the loss of strength, even ignoring the foundation of cultivation.
"Don't be cruel, how can I hurt you, cough cough." Feng Qingyu smiled triumphantly, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.
"Old guy, we are all seriously injured now, do we want to continue fighting?" Then, Feng Qingyu said provocatively.
It has to be said that apart from being wretched, this fat man has another characteristic, that is, he is arrogant, even if he is seriously injured.
"Do you really think that you can really stop me if you don't want to use all your cultivation?" The Holy Master straightened up and said slowly.