Miaogui's finger was originally just a quasi-spiritual tool, but Feng Feiyun forcibly sealed the Chilong spirit into the Miaogui's finger, which raised the Miaogui's finger to the level of a first-grade spiritual tool.
"If you can seal another 800-year-old alien beast spirit into Miaogui's finger, it may be able to make Miaogui's finger reach the level of a second-grade spiritual tool."
Although the first-grade and second-grade spirit tools differ by only one rank, the power is more than ten times different. Of course, only the powerhouses of the fourth-rank of destiny can exert the true power of second-grade spirit tools, and ordinary people simply cannot control them. The power of a second-grade spirit tool is not as good as a first-grade spirit tool.
Although these five meteorite fire beads were powerful enough to suppress Miaogui's fingers, they still did not reach the level of the second-grade spiritual tool, and could only be regarded as the top of the sons of the first-grade spiritual tool.
Although he was trapped in the siege of five meteorite fire beads, Feng Feiyun did not panic at all.
The spirit tool is controlled by spiritual sense, and it is indeed difficult to fight against the five meteoric iron fire beads, but it is necessary to break Ji Feng's five spiritual senses, cut off the connection between him and the meteoric iron fire beads, and fight against Feng Fei. Cloud is not difficult.
As long as you are willing to pay a certain price, you can do it.
Feng Feiyun's eyes became serious, he took a deep breath, and abruptly retracted Miao Gui's finger, his nerves were tense, and the outcome was in an instant.
"Boom!"
Losing the resistance of the spiritual weapon, the five meteorite fire beads turned into a series of slamming towards Feng Feiyun's body.
"Bang!"
The Meteorite Fire Bead is a spiritual weapon. Although Feng Feiyun avoided the direct collision, it still rubbed against Feng Feiyun's left shoulder. A large piece of flesh and blood instantly turned to charred black. Fortunately, he cast the red fire technique ahead of time. , controlled a part of the flame, and did not let the power of the spiritual tool invade the body.
But even so, it still made his blood churn, and he almost couldn't move the right half of his body.
It's now!
Feng Feiyun slapped the fifth meteorite fire bead with a palm!
"My God! This is to fight the spirit weapon with bare hands, can't you find death?" Some monks watching the battle saw Feng Feiyun fighting with the spirit weapon like a fool, and felt that he didn't want to die.
Ji Feng was also slightly surprised, and then showed a smile, thinking that Feng Fei Yun Qian's donkey skills were poor and he was fighting to the death.
"You still don't give up even when you are in this situation. You really deserve to be the son of a demon, hey!" Ji Feng smiled and sighed, knowing that Feng Feiyun had no way out, so he had to hit the knife edge.
"No! The speed of the spirit tool is so fast, when Feng Feiyun's palm patted the fifth meteorite fire bead, the meteorite fire bead had already flown several feet away, he didn't want to Fighting the spirit tool with bare hands is to cut off Ji Feng's five senses, and once the spirit is broken, the five meteorite fire beads will not be able to exert the power of the spirit tool." A flash of light flashed in Eunuch Yu's eyes. Jingmang made a tsk tsk sound in his mouth.
His eyesight far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators, and he could detect Feng Feiyun's intentions, but Ji Feng did not have such eyesight.
It is not that no one has thought of this method, but it is too difficult to implement. Even the monks of the Great Perfection of the God Foundation dare not do it. It can be said that among a hundred It is difficult for one of them to succeed, and one of the other ninety-nine fails to die.
Feng Feiyun only dared to try because of the female demon's corpse palace as a backing in his body. If not, he would never take this risk.
But it turns out that this venture was the right one.
"Shh!"
The five spiritual senses that controlled the meteorite fire beads were cut off, and the five meteorite fire beads lost their direction and hit the top of the Yanwu Battle Tower. Earth-shattering power.
"It's me!"
Before Ji Feng could react, Feng Feiyun had already rushed in front of him, and a huge palm print hit the top of his head, directly knocking him out, his skull cracked with bloodstains. The flesh seems to be breaking apart.
Although he was injured, Ji Feng immediately stood up, regardless of the injury, two blood-stained hands stretched out a finger at the same time, and simultaneously pointed on the temples. The third only flows.
This is the moon-shaped eye. Although it has not been opened, it already possesses unparalleled power, and the power nurtured in it is recovering step by step.
Feng Feiyun felt a chill all over his body, the temperature in the air dropped suddenly, and the source was the third eye between Ji Feng's eyebrows.
He must not be allowed to open his third eye.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun directly pulled out Miao Gui's finger and slammed it out. Ji Feng was punched out again, and a fist-sized blood hole was punched in his abdomen, almost piercing his body.
The cinnabar pattern was engraved on his skin, so he did not die under the power of the spiritual weapon, but was only seriously injured.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, clenched his teeth tightly, and let the blood flow out of his body, his two fingers still did not leave his temples, countless spiritual energy rushed towards his eyebrows, and the third eye finally opened a little.
A cold-colored brilliance condensed between his eyebrows, like a moon that was about to emerge from the dark clouds.
A force of death struck Feng Feiyun's heart, and the blood in his body seemed to freeze.
Not only Feng Feiyun, but even those students who were standing in the distance watching the battle felt the same way, with chills on their spines and goose bumps on their arms.
There is a creepy force that is coming quietly.
Ji Feng was trembling all over, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and the moon-shaped eyes between his brows opened a little again.
Whoa!
Feng Feiyun's feet were immediately frozen by the ice!
He must not be allowed to open his third eye, it's too scary, there are only a few people in history who have a natural moon-wheeled eye, and all of them are characters from the sky and latitudes.
It is rumored that the Moon Wheel Sky Eye is a fragment of the moon in the mortal world. Anyone who can have the Moon Wheel Sky Eye can borrow the power of the moon, and the combat power will soar to a terrifying level.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun shattered the ice on the soles of his feet and used all the strength of his body to make nine palm prints in a row.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.
A series of nine palms slammed into Ji Feng's body, causing him to spit out nine mouthfuls of blood in a row, and finally fell to the ground weakly. His third eye was not opened in the end, because the spiritual energy disappeared and closed again.
"I'm not reconciled!" He was covered in blood, fell to the ground and couldn't stand up, and shouted out.
The voice was full of helplessness and dissatisfaction, but he was truly defeated. He didn't even have the strength to stand up. Although he fell to the ground, his fighting spirit continued.
"If you can open the eyes of the moon, I will definitely not be your opponent today, but you still didn't open it in the end, this can only be blamed on your lack of strength. Everyone in this world is not reconciled when they die, but they are still Dead. No one can escape the fate of the heavens, unless they can overcome the heavens."
Feng Feiyun stood in front of Ji Feng, and his palms burst into flames. He wanted to completely obliterate this terrifying opponent and make him close his eyes forever.
"boom!"
A dragon-shaped ancient sword flew across the sky, and dragged out a long golden tail, like a dragon's tail.
Feng Feiyun had to give up killing Ji Feng, withdrew his palms, and blasted behind him.
Swish!
The palm print was smashed by the sword energy, and the dragon-shaped ancient sword shredded one of Feng Feiyun's sleeves, and a bloodstain was drawn on the wrist.
"Ow!"
The dragon-shaped ancient sword flew back, flew back to Li Tai'a's back, and retracted the scabbard.
Feng Feiyun looked at his wrist and said solemnly, "This is a grievance between me and Ji Feng, you have to intervene."
"Feng Feiyun, you are wrong, this is the grievance between our Demon Elimination Alliance and you. Our six masters gathered in the martial arts tower just to kill you. Today, you must be bloodied." Li Tai'a fell into Yanwu. On top of the battle tower, he stood proudly and said with stern words.
Feng Feiyun glanced at the other four geniuses from the Demon Exorcism Alliance in the distance, then withdrew his gaze and sneered: "Come and kill one, come six and kill six."
"Feng Feiyun, you are overestimating yourself. You have consumed a lot of spiritual energy in the battle with Ji Feng, and you were seriously injured by the iron meteorite. Although you covered it up well, you lied. But my eyes. If I attack you now, you won't be able to catch a single move from me..." Li Tai'a seemed to think that killing Feng Feiyun was an extremely honorable thing, even if Feng Feiyun and Ji Feng had already A fierce battle.
"boom!"
Before Li Tai'a's words could be finished, Feng Feiyun was directly kicked out, his heart was pierced by the black water technique, broken into pieces, blood spattered three feet, and fell straight to the ground.
His eyes were round, and his mouth was still slightly open, so he didn't understand why he died in Feng Feiyun's hands.
"Cough cough!" Feng Feiyun coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and his palms were dyed red. He really suffered a serious injury. Just now, he shot with all his strength, and the wound caused by him caused blood to overflow from the corner of his mouth.
Li Tai'a's cultivation base is not much weaker than Ji Feng's, and he is also a genius against genius, but he is too underestimated. This is a psychological weakness, not a weakness of cultivation base.
A person who despises his opponent will not live long.