The colossus Arhat kept attacking the stone pillar barrier, and every impact would make a circular ripple on the barrier.
As the number of attacks increased, the barriers were not as stable as they were at the beginning, and they began to loosen.
At this time, Zhou Fei, who controlled the stone pillar barrier, made an action.
He pulled out the snow drink knife stuck in the ice.
At the beginning of this contest, Zhou Fei used the Xueyin Knife, and then completely abandoned this magic weapon. Now that he picks it up again, he must be prepared.
Zhou Fei held the handle of the knife in his right hand and placed the knife body on his left forearm. With both hands flat on his chest, he blocked most of his face and only showed two eyes.
The blade released a white brilliance, like the white snow around the lake.
The light pours on the stone pillar barrier, like coating the entire barrier with a film, but this is not the most important thing.
The most important thing is that the high-speed tremor of this layer of film on the surface of the barrier finally converges to a point.
At this point, it passed through the barrier and turned into a knife.
A knife five times larger than the Xueyin knife in Zhou Fei's hand.
Wang Huan opened his eyes wide, clenched his fists and smashed it directly.
The fist and the knife collided in mid-air, making a deafening roar. The sparks brought by the impact were like fireworks set off during the festival, dazzling but disappearing quickly.
At the same time, the shock wave generated by the collision spread crazily on all sides against the ground, blowing away all the snow on the ice surface, exposing a smooth, mirror-like ice layer. And most of the pear trees near the shore of the lake were cut off.
Wang Huan stood in the center of the storm, but he was not affected too much, but the ice under his feet shattered directly, and all the broken ice lumps fell into the icy lake water. Wang Huan didn't follow it down. He was suspended on the water, his toes were on the water, and his shoes were a little wet.
Wang Huan put down his fists, his face was a little more sallow than before.
After a moment of silence, Wang Huan's left fist was vacantly clenched to his mouth, and he coughed a few times.
The blood poured out.
Although not many, it shows that Wang Huan was injured.
Irreversible cracks have appeared in the barrier, and the blade that appeared abruptly was only half of the blade left.
Zhou Fei's situation is no better than Wang Huan.
Even he was even worse.
There is a realm gap between the two sides. If you want to hurt Wang Huan, Zhou Fei will definitely have to pay a lot of price.
but
Zhou Fei feels very profitable.
This one is to lose without losing, but to win blood.
Wang Huan is injured now, it is a rare opportunity for each other.
As for how to grasp it, it depends on the next move of the two.
Wang Huan was actually very angry.
He didn't expect this battle to be so difficult. In his original thoughts, he could easily suppress Zhou Fei and drive him to death. When the critical moment of death comes, Zhou Fei will definitely come up with the ability to press the bottom of the box, which is the magical method. At that time, he could just kill him without any consequences.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Feidao's performance so far is very normal, and he has no relationship with the devil. He is dealing with himself on his own strength.
This answer is a bit hurtful.
But Wang Huan could not help but admit that Zhou Fei was exceptional.
He trapped himself here with inscriptions.
The god inscription master, even the god inscription master in the seven-star realm, is so powerful.
If he was allowed to practice for a few more years, he would be the next Wuyou.
It might even be the next master!
Wang Huan was frightened by his thoughts, and hurriedly reduced his spirit.
Putting his hands together again, a pity-filled breath was released from his body, and then the surface of the lake under Wang Huan's feet began to boil.
More and more broken ice.
At first it was only the size of a stool, but now it has expanded to more than ten meters in diameter.
Zhou Fei was standing on the edge of the ice, and one step forward was the icy lake.
Since this barrier can't be broken, then just knock him away.
This is the method Wang Huan came up with.
In other words, he is also a master of the Divine Hidden Realm. If a person in the Seven-Star Realm uses a spell to imprison him in it, even if he wins this one, it doesn't make much sense.
Sometimes, stupid methods have their advantages.
Wanghuan’s impact soon paid off.
The cracks have almost covered the entire stone pillar barrier.
Perhaps just another hit, the whole enchantment will collapse.
Wang Huan saw the hope of getting away.
He hit harder and harder.
The water under my feet is still boiling.
Wang Huan can't take care of it anymore.
There is only one thought in his mind at the moment.
I want to go out.
Let me out.
Finally, he succeeded.
The barrier was shattered, and the light on the stone pillar instantly dimmed.
Wang Huan wanted to shout loudly to express his excitement at the moment.
At this moment, the soles of his feet, which he had been neglecting, appeared again.
A fountain rushed straight up, unexpectedly pushing Wang Huan into the air abruptly.
The water column rubbed violently with the air, making a puff puff sound.
Those icy lumps that had fallen below the water surface unexpectedly floated up again magically.
They adjusted their angles in the air, aiming the angular side at Wang Huan in mid-air.
Shoo.
Countless icy tusks roared like drops of blood.
Wang Huan's palm interrupted the water column, and his body fell rapidly.
When he was about to reach the surface of the water, he took another palm to stabilize his body.
The surface of the lake is full of waves, and the spray is like a tsunami.
Wang Huan's monk's robe was wetted by the cold lake water, stuck to his body, and soon a thin layer of ice condensed.
But this layer of ice does not last long.
Wang Huan's natural aura shattered this thin layer of ice while breathing.
At the same time, it blocked those icy lumps.
Fortunately, Bingtuozi, who was rushing to the ****, was blocked by the aura on the surface of Wanghuan's body.
Unfortunately, there are still a small number of Bingtuo hit Wanghuan's body.
Even interrupted his two bones.
Wang Huan staggered and squirted blood again.
At this moment, Zhou Fei's second knife came.
The knife came so suddenly.
Wang Huan couldn't imagine how Zhou Fei could continuously swing a knife with consistent intensity in such a short period of time.
Wouldn't his aura be exhausted
After all, he underestimated him.
Underestimated the Academy, underestimated the Master.
Unfortunately, it is a bit late to say this now.
Wang Huan has no retreat.
From the time he stood in front of Zhou Fei and announced that he was the son of the Demon King, from when he stood in front of the palace and said in front of the civil and military officials that Zhou Fei was the son of the Demon King, he had no retreat.
There is only one way to defeat Zhou Fei.
Close!
All Zhou Fei's abilities are gathered on his inscription, and the inscription can be released from a long distance.
As long as you are close, the inscription is naturally effective.
Zhou Fei's broken arm will not be his opponent.
(End of this chapter)