Qianqi was dissatisfied with Ouyang Xiaoleng's arrogance from the inside out after liberating the power of gods and demons. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Not only has his appearance changed, but he also talks too much!"
"You two still have time to chat?! You don't take me seriously, do you?"
At this time, Feng Lan on the opposite side suddenly spun the spear in his hand. The rapidly rotating spear was like a fan, and together with the ice and snow blown out of the fan, there were more cone-shaped icicles than before. They flew straight towards Ouyang Xiaoleng and Qianqi, at extremely fast speeds. intermittent.
It was too late for Qian Qi to use the water control technique to create a water wall, so he had to temporarily transform into a rectangular shield that could completely protect him and Ouyang Xiaolen to resist the cone-shaped icicles. He was forced back a few steps by Feng Lan's fierce attack, and then managed to withstand the attack, but he said, "Hey, look at my defense."
"It's really not that good! Just look at me!" Ouyang Xiaoleng blinked at him, and then swung his sword to attack Feng Lan.
He didn't look like he was using dual swords for the first time at all. The two hands cooperated perfectly. In addition to being able to launch a series of attacks at Feng Lan without interruption, the lethality of each attack also suddenly increased several times, which made Feng Lan Lan was uncomfortable with it. This time, he was forced to fight and retreat to the rear, and he was about to be cornered by Ouyang Xiaoleng. Ouyang Xiaoleng thought that he would definitely succeed this time, but unexpectedly Feng Lan suddenly cast a spell to erect an ice wall, temporarily separating him from Ouyang Xiaoleng so that he could take a breath and adjust a little.
"The battle has just begun and you are tired?" Ouyang Xiaoleng's voice came from the other side of the ice wall.
Before Feng Lan could refute, the ice wall he had just created was chopped into pieces by Ouyang Xiaoleng's crossed swords. Ouyang Xiaoleng was about to put the two swords in his hands to Feng Lan's neck. Fortunately, he reacted in time and managed to escape.
He found that once the young man in front of him activated the power of gods and demons, his personality would change drastically. Although his swordsmanship was not as smooth and organized as before, it had become strong and elusive, and every move he made was completely unpredictable. There is no ambiguity, every move seems to be aimed at killing the opponent. If he continues to challenge as absentmindedly as before, I am afraid that not only will he be completely defeated, he may even lose his life.
"It seems I have to be more serious!"
He was both reminding himself and issuing a warning to the other party. He did not use all his strength just now because he did not regard the two teenagers in front of him as real opponents. From this moment on, the situation will change. Once he becomes serious, the situation will immediately reverse.
Qian Qi just observed Ouyang Xiaoleng's movements and expressions, and couldn't help but worry that he would suddenly lose control like the previous two times. He quickly flew to him and whispered: "Don't release all your power at once, be careful. Will..."
"What else?"
Feng Lan was very concerned about his words, and immediately flew to him and Ouyang Xiaoleng to ask. Although his eyes were staring at the two of them seriously, the spear in his hand was already stabbing them.
"Get out of the way!"
Ouyang Xiaoleng used his body to knock Qianqi aside, and moved the Bell Scale Sword in his left hand horizontally, accurately hitting the tip of Feng Lan's spear.
Feng Lan grasped the spear with both hands and continued to exert force to thrust further. He looked relaxed, thinking that the opponent was one-handed after all, and he didn't believe that he could not defeat him with both hands. However, Ouyang Xiaoleng took a step back with his right leg, and then suddenly withdrew all his strength. The spear in Feng Lan's hand continued to stab forward due to inertia, but Ouyang Xiaoleng had already disappeared.
In just the blink of an eye, Ouyang Xiaoleng had already ducked behind Feng Lan. He proudly used the Night God Ice to slash his back diagonally. Feng Lan stretched out his left hand without knowing it, forming an ice wall again, which not only blocked Ouyang Xiaolen's attack, but also froze his Night God Ice. A little bit.
"Hahaha, your move is comparable to the golden cicada's escape from its shell, but what a pity!" Feng Lan laughed wildly and mocked.
Taking advantage of Ouyang Xiaoleng's strength to pull the sword out from the ice wall, he had already walked around him, raised his hand and stabbed him with the spear again.
"Don't forget, I still have a sword!"
As Ouyang Xiaoleng spoke, he cast a spell to turn the Bell Scale Sword in his left hand into several small swords. He pushed it towards Feng Lan, causing him to give up the attack temporarily and instead used his spear to hit the small swords to both sides.
"hateful!"
Seeing that the advantageous attack was destroyed by Ouyang Xiaoleng's Bell Scale Sword, Feng Lan was a little bit frustrated. I thought that if Meng Er was not too weak and handed over such a good weapon to others, he would have won long ago.
Although the two people fighting didn't feel it, with the intensity and frequency of their current fighting, there was no possibility of others joining in. Although Qian Qi wanted to help Ouyang Xiaoliang, he was unable to do so, so he had to watch from the sidelines for the time being.
This battle between gods and demons amazed him. In his opinion, this kind of battle relies more on the instincts of gods and demons, because even the most powerful brain cannot accurately calculate in such a short period of time. Make a perfect offensive or defensive move like this. And all their moves are based on reactions that can only be made after thinking. They are as natural and simple as breathing. They do not pursue beauty, but simply pursue practicality.
Once Feng Lan gets serious, he is indeed very different from the last time he fought. The speed with which he can create ice walls is even more difficult for Qian Qi's water control skills to overcome. Qianqi knew that although the special skills he learned from his father were powerful, they had limitations. Once he encountered a powerful opponent like Feng Lan, he would become difficult to withstand. But Ouyang Xiaolian was evenly matched with the opponent, which made him even more frustrated, and he only regretted why he couldn't grow faster.
After stopping the battle, Qianqi noticed Xiaoxiao singing in the corner. From the beginning of the battle, she had been standing close to Ouyang Hongye and Wangyue. She used her protective formation to block the attack from Yinzhen. , on the one hand, it was also to be able to protect Chu He's body that was occupied by Yin Zhen.
Yin Zhen was already good at fighting, and with Chu He's strong body and explosive power, he was even more powerful. Even if Ouyang Hongye and Wang Yue joined forces, it would not be easy to suppress him. Moreover, because she is the daughter of the God of Fire and the Word Demon, she has the ability to control fire and the ability to reduce or offset the opponent's attacks with words, which makes them feel quite troublesome.
Ouyang Hongye's chopped sword was caught in the antler knife in Yin Zhen's hand, making a sharp sound unique to metal friction, and sparks also burst out.
"Watch the move!" Wang Yue's Moon Shadow Knife took the opportunity to swing horizontally at her.
"Stop!" Yin Zhen just shouted.
Before Wang Yue could figure out what was going on, she felt that her body suddenly seemed to be stuck with strong glue. Although her movements did not stop completely as Yin Zhen shouted, her speed slowed down a lot. A fireball had formed in Yin Zhen's free hand and flew towards him. Seeing that the fireball was about to hit him, he used all his strength to move his body.
Yin Zhen's ability to use words to control the other person's actions can last for about one or two seconds at a time, but in less than two seconds, the outside of Mochizuki's left arm was burned.
"Damn it! I didn't expect this guy to have such a skill!" Wang Yue glanced at his arm. The fire ball thrown by Yin Zhen had burned a hole in his sleeve. Fortunately, it was only injured on the flesh, not too serious. serious.
At this time, Ouyang Hongye finally took back the sword that was stuck by Yin Zhen's antler knife, but he had no time to take care of Wang Yue's injury, because the fire ball created by Yin Zhen quickly flew in front of him. He instantly concentrated part of his demonic power on the blade of his sword and swung it hard at the fire ball. Then he chopped the fire ball into pieces out of thin air with his sword energy, and then it fell to the ground like a firework.
Ouyang Hongye had long thought that he had seen the enemy in front of him somewhere before, so he asked: "Although I didn't see it clearly at the time, you were the one who rescued Meng'er from the Immortal Lake Temple before, right?"
"That's right!" Yin Zhen answered bluntly.
Ouyang Hongye remembered that Changqin said that Yinzhen betrayed the Divine Realm in order to help Yueqin and Feng Lan, so he always felt that she should be a very loyal person, so he continued: "The former music god Changqin has already dealt with your affairs. Tell us, I just want to ask, since you have already died, why bother to use other people's bodies to resurrect again? It seems that you forcefully separate other people just for your own selfish desires and let them taste the same pain as you. It’s not like you could do it in the past.”
"You have never experienced death, so you won't understand. The second before death, all the emotions that I thought had been numb during my lifetime were fully aroused at once, and the desire for freedom that I thought had been exhausted was also revived. But everything was inevitably wiped out by death. I clearly remember that the last thought in my mind was, why was I destined to become a puppet of the divine realm?! Why can't I have the right to control my own destiny?! So when the opportunity of rebirth is placed in front of me, I will seize it no matter what, no matter what price I will pay for it, or how many lives I will sacrifice, it doesn’t matter!”
Thinking of the feeling of death, infinite resentment burst out of Yin Zhen's eyes, and the resentment was like a flame that wanted to devour the world in front of him bit by bit.
"Maybe I can't understand your feelings, but I have had the same regretful moment, that is, watching Xia Qiu being taken away by the enemy before my eyes but unable to save it, so I must defeat you!"
Ouyang Hongye heard that the minds of the four divine judges had been distorted after their resurrection. He guessed that part of the reason was the painful experience of being born as a generation of gods and demons, and part of the reason was probably instilled in them by Qingyun.
"I have seen too many opponents shouting that they want to defeat me. I hope you can hold on for a few more rounds!" Yin Zhen dismissed Ouyang Hongye's words. The power of gods and demons she exerted with the help of Chu He's body formed the shape of a deer around her, and the antler knife in her hand was surrounded by flames as the power expanded. She raised her knife and rushed towards Ouyang Hongye and said, "Come on!"