"We can't waste it like this."
A thought flashed through Su Zimo's mind.
His soul power has just recovered by more than 30%.
If he were to fight Yue Feng constantly with magical powers and secret methods, he would still be able to win, but the power of his soul would be consumed too much, and if he suddenly encountered Feng Yin, he would become a huge hidden danger.
Su Zimo moved and galloped towards Yue Feng.
When Yue Feng saw Su Zimo approaching, he actually chose to avoid fighting. He retreated suddenly and walked around the edge of the bluestone battlefield, keeping his distance.
Yue Feng's plan is also very simple.
He knows Su Zimo's weakness. As long as he continues to use magical powers and secret methods to exhaust Su Zimo's spiritual power, he will take the initiative!
When the time comes, whether it's a melee fight or a long-distance attack, he has an absolute chance of winning.
"Dinghai!"
Su Zimo's eyes widened, he raised his palm to form a sword, and suddenly slashed out of thin air in the direction of Yue Feng.
This is the Dinghai style in the Sword King's inheritance.
If you master this sword technique to the extreme, you can connect with the gods and evolve the magical power of space confinement!
"Break it for me!"
Yue Feng did not dare to be careless and quickly released the sect's secret technique. There was a sound of mountains collapsing and ground cracking in his body, which directly broke the power of Dinghai.
After Su Zimo performed the Dinghai move, his gestures changed, he condensed his energy, and wrote a huge word "prison" in mid-air.
Great magical power, prison word tactic!
Su Zimo knew that just one Dinghai move was not enough to trap Yue Feng.
Therefore, after releasing the Dinghai Style, he followed closely and unleashed his second great magical power, Prisoner's Art.
On Yue Feng's body, a powerful supernatural power appeared out of thin air, imprisoning his figure.
Wow!
Yue Feng did not hesitate and directly pushed his energy and blood to the limit. Waves of sound of ocean waves came out of his body, impacting the surrounding magical power.
Just after such a slight delay, Su Zimo was already approaching, and Yue Feng couldn't avoid it!
"good!"
Yue Feng shouted: "Let me see how strong your melee combat power is!"
call!
The energy and blood in Yue Feng's body were running wildly, rising to another level again. Behind him, a huge phantom of a mountain suddenly appeared, towering into the clouds, as if it was the center of the world!
Under the shadow of this mountain peak, Su Zimo even had a feeling of infinite insignificance.
Not to mention him, even the many immortals present, the true immortal Xie Ling, and even the huge Yanyang Palace seemed to be shrinking under the shadow of this mountain peak!
Yue Feng didn't hold back and directly sacrificed the bloodline phenomenon!
And this bloodline phenomenon is extremely terrifying. It is just a shadow, but it exudes such a powerful pressure, looking down on all living beings!
At the same time, Yue Feng took action and punched Su Zimo.
This punch, coupled with the rise of this bloodline vision, burst out with unshakable will and indestructible power!
This punch is like mountains and turbulent oceans.
After this punch, a strange feeling arose in Yue Feng's heart.
Under Su Zimo's pressure, he unleashed the most powerful and perfect punch since his training, which made him feel so happy!
His whole body's energy and spirit have once again risen to a new level!
Su Zimo did not retreat, his eyes widened.
Qinglian's real body has recovered, and the physical strength has returned to this. He raised his hand and punched Yue Feng's fist!
boom!
The fists collided, and the huge bluestone beneath their feet trembled.
At the center of the collision, a huge wave of air burst out and spread to the surroundings. The long hair of countless monks in the spectator seats were shaking slightly.
The punches were exchanged, but neither of them took a step back!
There was a hint of appreciation in Su Zimo's eyes.
Although he had some scruples and did not use his energy and blood, in close combat, there were not many people who could withstand a full blow from the tenth-grade Qinglian avatar.
On the other side, Yue Feng looked horrified!
This punch was already at his peak, an unimaginable performance. Even if he tried it again, he might not be able to explode with such peak power.
But in the end, he failed to repel Su Zimo, not even half a step!
"How did this person cultivate his physical body?"
Yue Feng was shocked.
Su Zimo didn't give him any time to think, he stepped forward, bent his knees slightly, and his legs seemed to be walking on the ground.
Boom!
In an instant, Su Zimo landed on the soles of his feet, and his momentum suddenly rose, as if he was going to trample the shadow of the mountain behind Yue Feng under his feet, and even plow out two ravines!
I saw him making fists with both hands, his knuckles slightly raised, leaning forward, raising his arms, and hit Yue Feng in the chest!
Yue Feng's pupils shrank!
hiss!
There was also a sound of gasping for air from both sides of the spectator seats, and many monks changed their expressions in shock.
In the eyes of everyone, Su Zimo's figure seemed to have disappeared on the bluestone battlefield.
Instead, there was a gigantic and ferocious unparalleled bull demon, raising a pair of sharp horns and stabbing at Yue Feng!
This pair of horns seems to be able to penetrate everything, even the sky can poke a hole!
Onlookers can still feel a tragic atmosphere.
Yue Feng, who was on the battlefield, was under greater pressure.
He stretched out his palms and tightly grasped the pair of impaling horns.
But the force of the bull demon's collision was too fierce. Although he dispelled most of the force, the horns still hit his chest.
"Um!"
Yue Feng groaned and quickly activated the sect's secret method.
His skin and flesh became as hard as rocks.
The pair of horns collided with his chest, and there was a sound of fighting, and sparks flew everywhere!
Although Yue Feng blocked the blow, he felt a dull pain in his chest and took half a step back.
suddenly!
Su Zimo's figure disappeared again.
Yue Feng's heart trembled, and he suddenly felt the cool breeze blowing under his body, secretly sighing that something was not good.
Su Zimo's body dwarfed, like a spiritual snake and python. He leaned on the ground and rushed forward, arriving behind Yue Feng in an instant.
Su Zimo's figure suddenly became limp and boneless, wrapping around Yue Feng's figure!
In the eyes of many monks, Su Zimo could no longer be seen. They could only see a huge python on the bluestone battlefield, tightly wrapping the shadow of the tall mountain peak!
Giant python coils around the mountain!
The body of this giant python continued to expand, and the squeezing shadow of the mountain continued to shake. Countless sand and stones rolled down, making a crackling sound.
Yue Feng felt suffocated and his bones were about to fall apart.
This feeling of suffocation not only came from his body, but also from his consciousness and soul felt an unimaginable oppression, as if he would be killed on the battlefield at any time!
The giant python looked up to the sky and roared. With its huge mouth, it swallowed up endless vitality, the essence of the sun and the moon, its body expanded, and the scales on its body were undergoing transformation. The top of its head bulged, as if there was something sharp trying to break free!
The giant python is going to transform into a dragon!
Boom!
Finally, the shadow of the mountain peak could no longer hold up!
Yue Feng's soul also escaped from the sea of consciousness and left the bluestone battlefield.
Yue Feng, defeated.