On the field, Yaohui raised his hand in a warrior salute and said, "Yao family, Yaohui."
"Mu Feng."
After the two exchanged names, they took action.
Yaohui pulled out the long knife from his waist, and the energy of the knife shook the surrounding areas. The light of the knife flickered, and with this small movement, a long mark was cut into the field.
Yaohui kept his feet on the ground, and his body was like a hurricane, sweeping the sword light across the border and rushing towards Mufeng.
Seeing his opponent move, Mu Feng was surrounded by thunder and followed the trend. The thunder and lightning quickly formed a long knife. The two blades collided and erupted with a shocking roar.
Everyone in the stands looked at Long Ye, because the thunder and lightning shown by Mu Feng was not the green thunder he said.
Long Ye didn't explain, he just looked at the two contestants with a smile. Seeing this, everyone didn't ask any more questions.
The two men clashed with each other on the field. The swords pursued maximum damage, and the spiritual power roared. The field was constantly cut and broken by the sword energy wielded by the two people, with blackened knife marks crisscrossing them.
The two exchanged blows for more than a hundred times. Mu Feng's thunder blade was blown away by the sharp blade in Yao Hui's hand, and the sharp blade was severely stamped on his chest.
Although there was spiritual protection, the knife still cut through Mu Feng's protective spiritual power. At this time, Mu Feng's upper clothes were torn, and a knife mark slowly opened on his chest, and blood flowed down.
Yaohui did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but stood with his sword in front of Mu Feng and said: "If you only have this strength, then step down. The sword has no eyes, and death and injury are inevitable."
Just as Mu Feng squeezed the wound with spiritual power to prevent excessive blood loss, he heard what Yao Hui said, and then he raised his head and replied: "You are strong, but I am stronger!"
"Boom!"
There was a roar of thunder in the sky, and a buzzing sound was heard all over Mu Feng. The white thunder and lightning that originally surrounded the body slowly turned into cyan, and the injuries he sustained were slowly healing.
A phantom of a thunder dragon composed of cyan thunder and lightning was tumbling behind him. The dragon's head was facing Yaohui, its eyes roaring, and then the thunder dragon shattered and turned into green thunder and merged into Mu Feng's body.
A streak of blue thunder overflowed from Mu Feng's eyes, and he saw his body move. The thunder sounded, leaving only an afterimage in place, which slowly dissipated.
Move and thunder!
A ray of blue lightning shot out in the field, and the speed even surpassed the visual nerves of everyone present. Even Yao Hui, who was standing opposite, only saw a flash of blue light, and Mu Feng came to him in an instant. Mobile in general.
However, Yaohui was also a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles, so naturally he would not be frightened by this sudden change.
Just as Mu Feng swung his fist down, Yao Hui used his rich combat experience to block with his sword and actually blocked the extremely fast punch.
But blocking this blow was not Yaohui's original intention. He turned the blade and slashed instead of defending.
Just when everyone thought that this slash would definitely cut off Mu Yu's arm, Mu Feng did not expect to flinch and continued to attack. Cyan thunder surrounded his arm, forming a layer of thick claws. Swing down suddenly!
The sword energy and fist storms were raging, and the two sides were evenly matched.
Yaohui failed with one strike, so he switched to his killing move, and a roll of sword energy enveloped Mu Feng's body. Unexpectedly, it was the afterimage of Mu Feng, and Yaohui became wary again.
Yaohui suddenly slashed to the left, and another afterimage was shattered into pieces. The violent sword energy spread everywhere, trying to find Mu Feng's location.
Mu Yu in the audience saw that Mu Feng's fighting style was very similar to his. He used the power of thunder and lightning to stimulate acupuncture points all over his body to stimulate his potential. In addition, the thunder claws formed by the gathering of thunder and lightning concentrated his attack and defense. This is to allow Mu Feng to cultivate in the middle stage of Tongdi Realm and compete with Yaohui at the peak level.
In the stands, the remaining three masters basically recognized Mu Feng as the successor of that ancient inheritance. This kind of inheritance has a huge origin and originated from ancient times. If the power behind Mu Feng had not been too terrifying, I am afraid that the three people present would have already The next game is up for grabs.
The top families that have been handed down from ancient times to this day have a legacy that they cannot compare to. Even if three families join forces, it can only shake a tree like a mayfly. The cause and effect are too great.
But even so, the three major families still sent people to investigate Mu Feng's identity. It was a matter of ancient inheritance and they would never give up easily.
"I didn't expect that the long-lost inheritance would reappear in front of us after a thousand years."
The head of the Jiao family said with burning eyes and an excited expression.
The head of the Zhao family on the side also nodded in agreement: "I didn't expect that this inherited technique can reach the peak of combat power in this level. It is really powerful."
"Although his combat power is already equal to that of Yao Hui, the gap in realm is still there. Mu Feng cannot break through Yao Hui's defense at all. If the stalemate continues for a long time, he will sooner or later run out of spiritual power and be defeated."
The head of the Yao family covered his mouth and chuckled, very confident in the genius in his family.
"Not necessarily, not necessarily. I think this little guy still has a good chance of winning."
Elder Long Ye spoke from the side, holding the opposite opinion to the others.
While everyone was puzzled, Elder Long Ye whetted their appetites and stopped saying a word, looking at the competition venue with a smile.
At this time, changes occurred again in the field, and the sword light that had been raging in the field fell apart. On the originally empty competition stage, several black vines appeared out of nowhere, tightly binding Yao Hui's limbs.
Under such a sudden change, Yaohui did not lose his composure and raised his knife to cut it off. However, where the vine broke, new vines grew on their own and doubled, climbing onto his body again. .
Not only that, there was also strong electric current jumping and surging on the vines, constantly destroying the spiritual energy he used to protect his body, forcing Yaohui to concentrate on resisting.
Seeing this scene, Elder Longye couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and a word appeared in his mind.
Lightning strikes wood!
The lightning-struck wood mentioned here is not a tree struck by lightning as ordinary people understand it, but a unique technique inherited by this tribe since ancient times.
Using thunder to penetrate into peach and locust trees has the miraculous effect of exorcising evil spirits and eliminating disasters. This is what ordinary people call lightning striking the wood, and what Mu Feng uses is the ancient Qinglong lineage of tactics.
Everyone in the world knows that this tribe has great thunder skills, but they have forgotten that the most powerful thing about this tribe is the endless energy of life.
There are four thunders in the sky, namely the golden thunder, the nine-day tribulation thunder, the annihilating divine thunder and the living blue thunder.
Among them, three thunders are calamities, and the green thunder represents life. According to legend, the blue dragon lineage was born from the first spiritual tree in all living things, and it can penetrate the power of life.
Whenever a powerful person survives a thunder tribulation, the blue dragon lineage will drop blue thunder to nourish his body and transform him into a saint.
Elder Long Ye sighed softly. The Qinglong lineage has been away from the world for too long. For so long, the world has forgotten that the strongest secret skill of the clan is the endless energy of wood, and only remembers the symbolic Qing Lei.
Humans and gods have been separated for tens of thousands of years. If it weren't for a broken ancient book that he accidentally obtained, Tatsuno would not have known this secret.
