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On the martial arts stage, two figures kept flashing, intertwining, and colliding with each other, as fast as two streams of light. With every collision, there would be a crisp sound of steel clashing, and sparks flying.
The exciting fight between the two made the disciples and elders in the audience hold their breaths, staring closely at the battle between the two people on the stage. They did not dare to take a breath or blink their eyelids for fear of missing every moment. A wonderful moment of combat exchange.
However, since the strength of Zeng Yi and Hong Lingyin far exceeds this level, most of the disciples in the audience are basically at the level of Soul Master and below, and their eyes cannot keep up with the speed of the two fighting. All he saw was the fleeting afterimage, and the constant sound of blades and spears striking each other.
On the hard granite slab of the martial arts platform, shadows of blazing flames were left, as well as jagged slash marks that exuded fierceness.
Zeng Yi moved quickly and nimbly avoided Hong Lingyin's stabbing blow. He turned the Arashi in his hand and struck her with a powerful slashing sword energy.
Although Hong Lingyin is very strong, both in terms of the quality of her martial soul and her level of spear skills, her soul power is three levels higher than Zeng Yi's. Moreover, through the fight, Zeng Yi understood that this person also had very rich combat experience, which was not comparable to those students from the Soul Master Academy.
According to Zeng Yi's speculation, Hong Lingyin's combat power was completely comparable to that of an ordinary soul master who had just entered the soul king realm. However, for Zeng Yi, this was still a bit worse. After all, Zeng Yi's soul ring configuration was stronger than hers, and his soul power was stronger. In addition, he has experienced many different kinds of battles while wandering around all year round, and his combat experience has become even richer.
Moreover, the level of swordsmanship is far beyond Hong Ayane's level of spear skills. Although spearmanship and swordsmanship are different, if we compare them to the same standard, Hong Ayane is only at the proficiency level, while Zeng Yi is already at the master level.
Coupled with Ronin's passivity, Zeng Yi could easily handle the attack that was launched with full firepower from the beginning by Red Ayane.
Seeing the sword energy coming from the rapid slashing, Hong Lingyin danced the flaming spear, let out a sweet shout, and broke the sword energy. Then, the tip of the spear pointed directly at Zeng Yi's body and rushed forward quickly.
Quietly, a yellow soul ring next to Hong Ayane shone brightly.
Swish——
Blazing flames!
Hong Lingyin's magnificent eyes like flame gems were firmly locked on Zeng Yi's figure, shining with excitement, and the smile on her face became even brighter.
Suddenly, her forward figure became extremely fast, causing an explosion in the air. Hot flames burned on both sides of her. It was visible to the naked eye that even the air was squeezed. Instantly on the stage, A tunnel of flames appeared.
In an instant, the gun head, burning with blazing flames, appeared in front of Zeng Yi.
This speed was so fast that even Zeng Yi was shocked. His silver eyes couldn't help but shrink, and the spot of flame reflected on the pupil became bigger and bigger.
With a cold glow in his chest, Zeng Yi felt like he was being locked in, as if he couldn't avoid this shot no matter what.
The strong wind surged, and Zeng Yi's sharp eyes flashed with light. He slashed out with the Lanqi in his hand, deflected the tip of the flame spear that was about to pierce his chest, moved his steps at the same time, and swerved his body.
Just like that, the barrel of the spear rubbed against Arashiri's blade, splashing out a series of sparks, and Hong Ayane's body also passed by Zeng Yi.
The moment the two passed each other, Zeng Yi noticed that there was something wrong in the eyes of Hong Lingyin looking at him. As the soul ring on her body lit up, Zeng Yi seemed to understand something.
Fell into a trap!
After Hong Lingyin passed by Zeng Yi's body, she immediately stopped, turned around, holding the Martial Soul Blazing Crystal Soul Gun in her hand, and jumped up high.
At the same time, an array of flames appeared at Zeng Yi's feet, like a lotus, trapping Zeng Yi in the center, and the flaming red lotus bloomed!
Zeng Yi also felt something was wrong. After the red lotus formation was formed, he felt that his movements seemed to have become slower.
It turned out to be a control-type soul skill! A bit careless.
Zeng Yi turned around and looked up. The red silk sound had appeared in the sky, holding the barrel of the musket and spear tightly in his right hand, making a projection gesture.
In the sky above, Hong Lingyin's body seemed to have stopped in the air at that moment. She clutched the Martial Soul Blazing Crystal Soul Gun in her right hand and stared at Zeng Yi below with fanatical eyes, the tip of the gun locked on the target.
The martial spirit spear burned with more powerful flames, and the red lotus mark on Hong Ayane's forehead seemed to burn with flames. The smile on her delicate face was almost crazy.
Wow!
In full view of Hong Lingyin, who was stagnant in the air, a pair of five-meter-long flame wings suddenly spread out from behind her. She was so majestic that the sound of a phoenix sounded faintly in the venue.
"Penetrate it! Blazing Spear!"
As Hong Ayane's scream rang out, the flame spear in her hand was thrown out with all her strength.
boom!
The terrifying force of her throw made even the air explode. The powerful force caused the airflow to be squeezed, and a semicircular air pressure wall visible to the naked eye appeared. In the center of the air wall, a long spear with a flaming tail, like a shooting star, shot toward Zeng Yi below was thrown away at a terrifying speed.
Just like a meteorite falling from heaven, the terrifying momentum shocked the hearts of the entire audience.
The moment the flame spear was launched, a terrifying wave of flames was set off on the entire martial arts stage, and the gravel left on the stage trembled slightly due to the power.
Just when the audience was surprised by Hong Ayane's visually stunning soul-throwing skill, another gust of wind blew up on the stage, attracting their attention.
Under their shocked eyes, a giant tornado more than ten meters high roared up on the martial arts stage, and the strong wind roared. Even the clothes and hair of the audience in the auditorium were damaged by the strong wind. It was turbulent, and I felt the violent meaning from it, as well as the trembling aura of the sword.
The strong wind brought up the flames on the stage, and the flames burned more intensely with the wind. The flame tornado, which was more than ten seconds high, roared and rotated on the stage, seeming to have the power to devour everything.
The soul-projection skill of spearmanship is like a fire meteorite falling from the sky, coupled with the flame tornado roaring and dancing on the stage. This shocking visual dynamic makes the disciples and elders of the sect extremely excited. ,boiling.
But the power within it is also terrifying.
They opened their eyes wide, witnessing the flaming spear that was like a meteorite from heaven, about to pierce the wildly roaring flame tornado. They did not dare to blink their eyelids, for fear of missing the most exciting moment.
At that moment, everyone in the audience couldn't help but hold their breath.
boom--!
That scene was like a spark hitting the earth, and the visual effect was extremely shocking!
The flame tornado whistling on the stage could not stop the spear thrown like a sky fire meteorite. It was like paper, instantly pierced by the flame spear, and struck hard at the center of the flame tornado. What happened A violent explosion and a thunderous roar filled the sky.
The flame tornado was scattered, gravel flew, flames danced wildly, strong winds surged, and on the martial arts stage, waves of terrifying energy shocks were set off.
The hot wind and waves that hit their faces made the disciples and elders in the audience close their eyes, and the energy emanating from it made their hearts tremble.
Is this a duel between the strongest of the younger generation in the sect? That scene, you told me, was a battle between soul sects?
The battle between soul kings is nothing more than this!
"Master!"
Yan Que looked at the location where the terrifying energy explosion occurred, and couldn't help but shout worriedly.
Although she was very confident in her master, this terrifying energy explosion made even Yanque's heartstrings tighten, worrying about her master's condition.
She didn't expect that the president's full burst would have such terrifying power.
"Master?"
Hearing Yan Que's exclamation, all the members of Hongying's group turned their attention to Yan Que.
Ye Zi looked at Yan Que and couldn't help but reach out and push the glasses on the bridge of his nose, as if he had guessed something.
"Master? Sister Yanque, shouldn't you explain the reason to your sisters?"
"Uh...hehe..." He was instantly surrounded by several sisters. Yan Que couldn't help but take a few steps back. Looking at their wolf-like eyes, Yan Que smiled awkwardly. Several times.
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On the rostrum, Ning Fengzhi couldn't sit still when he saw the bursts of energy storms set off on the stage. As early as a few seconds ago, when he saw Zeng Yi and Hong Lingyin condensing the energy of their big moves, he He wanted to shout stop, for fear that something would happen to someone. After all, both of them were the pillars of the sect. If one of them was hurt, he would feel bad.
However, after hearing Sword Douluo say that there was no need to worry, he would take action if anything happened. This made Ning Fengzhi feel relieved and allowed the two of them to continue fighting.
However, Ning Fengzhi really couldn't sit still due to the situation in front of him.
"Uncle Jian, this..." Ning Fengzhi couldn't help turning his head to look at Sword Dou Luo Chenxin beside him.
Chen Xin laughed lightly, looking calm and composed, "Don't worry, my boy is fine. Otherwise, do you think I would still be here?"
Chen Xin's words also made Ning Fengzhi feel relieved. That's right. With Uncle Jian's protective temperament, if something happened to Zeng Yizhen, he would not be able to sit still for a long time. How could he still drink tea calmly here?
"It seems that the winner of this battle has been decided." Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who was sitting on the other side of Ning Fengzhi, looked at the energy storm caused by the audience and couldn't help but shook his head and said.
As a Douluo-level expert, he naturally has good eyesight. From the beginning of the battle between Zeng Yi and Hong Lingyin, he knew that Zeng Yi did not fight with all his strength, but he was able to fight with Lingyin inextricably, and even suppressed her a little. .
And this girl Ayane is already giving her all.
If Zeng Yi takes advantage of the time when Zeng Yi is not using his full strength, and gives him a chance to breathe, and uses the ultimate blow to hit him so that he underestimates the enemy and catches him off guard, it is possible to defeat him.
But now, Lingyin has used all her methods, and even the strongest move failed to kill Zeng Yi. Now Lingyin has exhausted too much soul power, but Zeng Yi still has fighting strength. .
Gu Rong believed that the winner of this soul battle had already been decided.
On the martial arts stage, Hong Ayane held a spear in both hands to support her exhausted body. Her face had turned pale due to excessive consumption of soul power. The burning flames beside her had also become extremely weak. They had long been gone. Lost the previous heroic momentum.
Hong Ayane's eyes were fixed on the center of the smoke. If the man's body hadn't fallen down yet, he would have lost this battle of souls.
Not only her, but the people in the audience were also staring at the center of the thick smoke, and their heartstrings could not help but tighten.
Who wins? Who is responsible?
call--
The next moment, the smoke still glowing with red fire on the stage was blown away by a gust of wind.
The powerful roaring wind and waves made everyone close their eyes.
When they opened it again, the scene they saw in their eyes was a shocking scene that they would never forget.
On the wandering martial arts stage, countless emerald green bamboo leaves were floating in the air. Some leaves were still burning with red flames, but they could not burn them all.
Under the light of the remaining flames on the stage and the rays of the sun in the sky, these countless leaves stagnant in the air were shining with light. This picture was extremely beautiful, but it revealed an extremely dangerous atmosphere.
In the big pit on the martial platform, Zeng Yi's figure was already standing on the spot, but unlike before, four soul rings were flashing around him.
purple! purple! purple! black!
After seeing the color of the soul ring clearly, Hong Ayane couldn't help but feel a little suffocated. Not only her, but also the audience in the auditorium felt the same as her at this time.
Zeng Yi looked at Hong Lingyin who was exhausted and barely standing across from him. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed a leaf that was stagnant in the air. He raised the corners of his mouth and made a smile.
The wind that had stopped began to blow again, and the leaves that were stagnant in the air began to dance with the wind.
"One move, Ye Wu!"
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