With a low drink from Wu Zhengfeng's mouth, the black spiritual power, which was like sticky silt, poured out of his body and poured crazily on the halberd.
With the soles of his feet stomping on the ground, Wu Zhengfeng's figure turned into a black shadow, with the halberds exposed, cutting through the air and making a snorting noise.
Wherever he goes, it is like a brush squirting ink, leaving patches of black traces in the air.
The halberd swung dozens of tracks in a row, hooking, stabbing, picking, or splitting.
As soon as the halberd came out, it completely attacked him indiscriminately within several feet of his body.
And the center of this attack was Qin Shaoyang.
"Is it dark magic?"
At the center of the storm, Qin Shaoyang's brows constricted slightly, and he couldn't help becoming a little dignified when he looked at the strange and unpredictable dark aura around him.
This is the first time he has met someone who specializes in dark spells.
In the Qianji Pavilion of the Liming Academy, he has also studied the mystery of the dark spells, but this kind of spells is extremely obscure and difficult to understand, and the physique of ordinary people can't run the spiritual power of this attribute smoothly.
So Qin Shaoyang didn't know what the mystery was.
"The sword picks the sun and the moon."
Seeing the darkness surging around, Qin Shaoyang shouted in a low voice, his hand interrupted the sword containing the ultimate sword power, and suddenly provoked it from bottom to top.
The tyrannical sword force caused the surrounding air to vibrate wildly, forming a powerful sword curtain in front of him.
The halberd continued to bombard the sword curtain, bursting out buzzing.
The black mist swept through nearly half of the fighting arena, hiding the two of them, and in the dark mist, there was faintly flickering thunder.
For the tens of thousands of people in the audience at the scene, they could only hear all the clashes in the black fog, and the thunder raging in the thick fog, but they couldn't see the fierce scene of the confrontation at all.
"What's the situation now? They have been fighting in the black mist for ten breaths, what is the situation of the battle."
On the audience stage, Zhang Jinsheng couldn't help but stand up, but he pressed 50,000 gold on Wu Zhengfeng's body. Seeing Wu Zhengfeng hadn't solved Qin Shaoyang for so long, he couldn't sit down at all.
Not only Zhang Jinsheng, but many of the audience present bet on Wu Zhengfeng and Qin Shaoyang.
At this time, the black fog covered the field, and the situation was unknown, which also caused the hearts of these people to follow.
"Qiangqiang, Dingding."
In the black fog, Wu Zhengfeng's figure seemed to be completely integrated with the surrounding black fog. With the help of the black fog, he could always attack Qin Shaoyang in extremely tricky and strange directions.
But the fighting field was so big, nearly half of the area was covered by the black mist. For a while, Qin Shaoyang couldn't escape from the black mist.
"Hmph, I'm very surprised that you can hold on for so long, but it's a pity that you will definitely lose in this game."
In the dense black fog, Wu Zhengfeng's voice filled with sneers and a strange but fierce halberd accompanied by the sound.
Each shot down, Qin Shaoyang would consume twice as much spiritual power to be able to withstand it.
If this continues, I'm afraid that if I won't be defeated by the opponent, I will be the first to be consumed by the opponent.
And most importantly, this dark spirit power, with every breath of Qin Shaoyang, poured into his lungs, continuously causing continuous trauma to his body meridians.
Holding his breath slightly, Qin Shaoyang's eyes became more dignified, this Wu Zhengfeng was still somewhat arrogant capital.
Although his strength is not as good as Taiwu, his moves are weird and extremely difficult.
"It seems that you have finally discovered something, but unfortunately it is too late. My dark spiritual power can disrupt your nerves and block your meridians. As the battle progresses, you will find that the spiritual power you want to run will change. It's getting harder and harder."
"Moreover, if there is no high-level pill to disperse, this dark breath will stay in your body and continue to torment your lungs."
Wu Zhengfeng sneered, and the corners of his mouth had already evoked a triumphant smile.
Darkness spells are extremely difficult to cultivate, but in the same way, as long as they can cultivate to a level above the sky-passing realm, then opponents of the same realm will hardly be his opponents anymore.
The warrior who had been abolished by him with this dark aura could not be counted with one palm.
What's more, the realm of Qin Shaoyang in front of him was even lower than his realm.
There is no reason to win this game.
"interesting."
An indifferent voice sounded, and the corners of Qin Shaoyang's mouth raised slightly, but there was no panic on his face.
Even the Broken Sword Judgment in his hand was retracted into the secret realm space.
"Hmph, are you going to give up? It's still a little self-aware, and now you kneel and concede defeat, I can make you leave the field more gracefully."
Seeing Qin Shaoyang's appearance of giving up resistance, Wu Zhengfeng in the black mist smiled contemptuously. For a while, he didn't worry about the final attack.
"Sorry, I just played enough, now it's better to start being more serious."
Qin Shaoyang took a step forward with a playful smile at the corner of his mouth. In an instant, the surrounding temperature suddenly increased, and a cluster of flames rose from under his feet and swept all around.
Like a fire lotus blooming suddenly, expelling the dense black mist around it.
In the middle of the fire lotus, above Qin Shaoyang's palms, the pure Yang fire was burning hot, and the temperature was constantly rising.
"Well, this temperature?"
Feeling the scorching flame oncoming, Wu Zhengfeng's eyes widened in disbelief.
He suddenly remembered that when Qin Shaoyang fought against Taiwu, he first used fire spells.
And this terrible heat wave is definitely not as simple as an ordinary spirit fire.
What made Wu Zhengfeng's expression even more shocking was that the aura on Qin Shaoyang's body was constantly rising, and the intensity of that aura was no less than that of his current self.
"Unfortunately, I accidentally broke through to the second heaven of the Tongtian realm two days ago. Now you and I are in the same realm."
A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Shaoyang's mouth.
In the middle of the dense black mist, a pillar of fire rose into the sky, dispelling the endless black mist.
The fire of pure sun is one of the three sacred fires, which can burn everything in the world, and it has a natural restraint effect on ordinary dark power.
The billowing fire waves glowed red like a volcanic eruption.
The entire auditorium was shocked by the sudden change in front of them, their eyes widened.
And Zhang Jinsheng, Feng Qingling and others have a bad premonition in their hearts.
This flame made them feel familiar.
"Boom."
There was a dull bang, and it was suddenly lifted from the Wudoutai. In an instant, the black mist dissipated and the fire waves splashed everywhere.
As if looking away from the dark clouds and seeing a sunny day, the tens of thousands of spectators in the auditorium were finally able to see the true colors of the fighting arena.
The deep gully formed by a flame burning is very eye-catching, and at the end of this deep gully, Qin Shaoyang stepped on Wu Zhengfeng's forehead with one foot, his side face like a peak, as if he was proud of the king.
As for Wu Zhengfeng, his nose and mouth were bleeding, and he was extremely embarrassed, where there was still half of his previous spirited appearance.
"I said that I would press you on the ground and rub it, so naturally I have to do what I say."
Qin Shaoyang leaned over slightly, watching Wu Zhengfeng who had no strength to struggle at his feet and laughed lightly.