The battle platform at Futu Peak expanded in a circle, but the entire battle platform was still enveloped by the spreading sea of blood, and spectators could only vaguely see the fighting inside.
The crazy tearing force set off a hurricane, sucking the towering pagoda towards the bloody face.
The majestic pagoda transformed by Ibrahimovic originally stayed in place, but now it had to take two steps. In just two steps, the pagoda was already close to the mouth of the bloody face!
"elder brother!!"
The fourth holy son of Soul-Eating Peak, Yibu Meng, had already stood up, clenching his fists and shouting.
Little Dream!
"don’t worry!"
The towering pagoda seemed to hear the call of his sister Ibumeng, and responded. The voice was as loud as a bell!
"Humph, it's an evil way, just a small way!"
The towering pagoda Ibrahimovic sneered, and two streams of blood shot out from his big nostrils.
The pagoda stretched out his palm and reached out!
The palm gathered amazing power, causing the space to vibrate, and easily crushing the terrifying bloody face. However, the blood energy around it was still strong, and the terrifying bloody face reappeared in its original position!
In the bloody whirlpool, Futu's palm was withdrawn a step too slowly, and the palm and the bloody face overlapped, as if part of the huge palm had been swallowed.
"roll!"
Ibu Ying used all his strength to activate his two great magical powers, and once again tore the bloody face into pieces with his palms.
At the same time, when the bloody face condensed again, he was violently bombarded by Ibu Ying's fists. When he punched, the body of the Immortal Pagoda once again rose higher, frantically dispelling the blood energy!
Since he couldn't find his true body in the sea of blood, Ibrahimovic chose to attack indiscriminately!
In fact, Ibrahimovic's attack is effective, but because it is too powerful, the blood sea is not invincible.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Below, ordinary warriors can only see a towering giant whose head occasionally emerges from the sea of blood, and occasionally an arm, which is always in the posture of punching.
"These...both are monsters!"
"It's like a fight between gods!"
The spectators were unable to describe this battle. From the perspective of most people, they could not understand it at all.
Tang Xingfeng turned his head and glanced at Zhuo Biao and the others. When he saw the brothers, they looked like they had seen a ghost.
This battle really opened their eyes!
Of course Tang Xingfeng himself was very shocked, but what he saw was far more than the average person. Under his mental perception, the auras of Ibu Ying and Huangfu Yu began to decline.
This is normal. The fighting power of the two people above has even reached the peak level of the second-order spiritual master. If this fighting power can be sustained, Tang Xingfeng will have to admit defeat and go home.
And obviously, at the beginning of the battle, Ibrahimovic chose the craziest fighting method, even at the risk of getting hurt!
Huangfu Yu was led to the rhythm, so he had to use his trump card to deal with it.
It's too hard. It can be said that who wins and who loses in the current battle above depends on the will of both parties.
Whoever cannot hold on first will fall first!
Tang Xingfeng turned his head and glanced at the old man from the Huangfu family who was leading the team. Sure enough, the old man had his hands behind his back, but in fact his fingers were stroking them.
Huangfu Qi was also very nervous at the moment. He did not expect that the battle would suddenly get out of hand. He was worried about Huangfu Yu. If something happened to Huangfu Yu, he would not dare to accept the clan leader's anger.
Bang! Bang!
Unknowingly, this battle like a god and a demon lasted for more than twenty breaths. It didn't seem like a long time, but both sides were fighting with burning will throughout the whole process!
On the battlefield, in Huangfu Yu's sea of blood, a little bit of real blood flowed to the point of death, but the blood in Huangfu Yu's body seemed to be endless.
Looking back at Ibu Ying, the flesh and blood of the majestic Pagoda's right arm has disappeared, leaving only the skeleton exposed, and the diamond-shaped mark on the Pagoda's forehead has become darker.
Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom!
At this time, suddenly, the sound of war drums sounded!
"Huh?"
Tang Xing
Feng Qinghe, because of his keen perception of mental power, Ibrahimovic's aura became stronger.
It seems that this Eldar war drum can also stimulate the Eldar blood in Ibrahimovic.
In the sea of blood, the towering figure of the pagoda grew taller again. Even the entire sea of blood could not completely cover his body, and all parts above the shoulders appeared in people's field of vision.
"Jie Jie Jie, what a madman, you forced me to do this..."
In the sea of blood, Huangfu Yu's voice trembled, and he was ready to use some kind of method.
"Yuji, no."
However, Huangfu Qi's voice suddenly reached Huangfu Yu's ears, and Huangfu Yu woke up.
Click!
Huangfu Yu crushed his battle talisman.
The sea of blood around him dissipated and regrouped into Huangfu Yu's flesh and blood body. At this moment, his face was extremely pale. In the next moment, he was teleported out of the battle stage.
The towering pagoda also disappeared, and Ibu Ying returned to his original appearance. He was breathing heavily, and his right arm was almost useless, but he was smiling.
Huangfu Yu was defeated.
Only a few powerful people were aware of the message. At the last moment, if someone hadn't stopped him, Huangfu Yu seemed to have another method to use. Of course, that method would have to pay a heavy price.
"Eevee Eagle! Eevee Eagle!"
"Eevee Eagle! Eevee Eagle!"
"Eevee Eagle!"
"Brother! I'm proud of you!"
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The outcome has been decided, no matter how the process goes, Ibu Ying wins. Around the battle platform, countless spiritual palace warriors on the Pagoda Peak cheer Ibu Ying's name, and below, many warriors also cheer together!
Obviously, both sides of this battle, because of Ibu Ying's identity as the Holy Son of Lingshan, most people hope that he will win. The methods used by Huangfu Yu are too evil and terrifying.
Tang Xingfeng smiled slightly, he also hoped that Ibrahimovic would win.
However, after watching this battle, he felt heavy in his heart. He had to admit that Huangfu Yu was very powerful, beyond his expectation. After the Lingshan Conference was over, he would plan to rescue his father.
It is definitely unrealistic to break into the Dragon City League directly, it is tantamount to seeking death.
His original idea was to start with the young clan leader Huangfu Yu, but he did not expect that Huangfu Yu was so strong. It seemed that his plan had to be postponed a little longer and his strength should be improved as soon as possible!
It’s good to be stressed!
The fifth-grade Spirit-enriching Pill that I swallowed before still has more than half of its potency that has not been refined, so it’s time to go back!
Under this inexplicable pressure, Tang Xingfeng felt that the bottleneck of his mental power had loosened a little. It should be noted that his three-system power was now the weakest in mental power.
When his mental power became stronger, he could refining the elixir with confidence, which would improve him the most.
"Xian'er, I'm going back to practice. You can continue watching here for a while, or you'd better go back with me."
Tang Xingfeng turned around and said to Qi Muxian.
"Ah, then I'll go back too."
Qi Muxian didn't ask the reason, but found that Tang Xingfeng was worried, so he said obediently.
"good."
Tang Xingfeng, Zhuo Biao and others exchanged a few words and told Zhuo Biao that if they wanted to go up, they could go up and try. As expected, the Holy Son of Lingshan would not embarrass ordinary challengers.
Wu Bao and Yang Can are eager to try.
Afterwards, Tang Xingfeng and Qi Muxian returned to their residence. The Lingshan Conference usually lasted for more than half a month. The previous one was too intense. Next, he guessed it would be calmer.
Ibu Ying is very weak, and if nothing unexpected happens, the Third Holy Son will not be able to hold on for long.
There is also the Fifth Holy Son, the Second Holy Son, and the First Holy Son in Lingshan!
The showdown between the people of the Demon Palace and the First and Second Holy Son should be at the end!
Of course, this is just Tang Xingfeng's guess. It doesn't matter if he guesses wrong. At most, he will miss a good show.
Your own business is the big deal!
Tang Xingfeng is going to be in seclusion for a few days.
