"Awesome!" Looking at the raging flames, Fang Yi, who had been standing by Lu Ping's side, couldn't help but sigh. Tian'lai's novel ww'w. 』⒉
"Hey, don't you open your eyes and take a look? It's not very common!" As he spoke, he lowered his head and said to Lu Ping, who was sitting on the ground. However, he saw that Lu Ping had opened his eyes at some point.
"I saw it." Lu Ping said as he stood up. Preparing to say, he did not see it first, but heard it. The power of the large-scale customization of starting a prairie fire, and the large-scale customization in motion like painting the ground as a prison, wildly stimulated his senses. But this time Lu Ping had experience and quickly restrained his "hearing", so he was not shocked.
Lu Ping was quite troubled by his keen perception, but when faced with such a powerful and complex large-scale customization, it had the effect of asking for trouble. Now that he is looking at these prairie fires, he is more focused on how to improve his own abilities. No longer can I be so stupid and accept all the sounds of the power of soul without distinction.
"But I think even Lu Chenfeng won't be able to hold on for long." Fang Yizhu said.
Fang Yizhu's words seemed like a spell. Just after he finished speaking, Lu Chenfeng's figure floating in mid-air shook. The God-killing Sword in his hand gathered the ignited soul power, and his jumping became irregular.
But the fire did not go out.
Those who were lucky enough to be on the edge of the prairie fire customization, all rushed out of the range of the flames. But the vast majority of people were directly steamed in the flames. The single fire dragon controlled by Lu Chenfeng still had such power, let alone the large-scale customization of the prairie fire formed by the gathering of thirty-two fire dragons.
Xu Chuan.
The current leader of Xuanwu Academy. Xuanwu Academy is famous for its martial arts, so you will inevitably get closer to the enemy in battle. Xu Chuan set an example and led his fellow disciples to kill Beidou disciples, rushing to the front. When the flames of the Liaoyuan Customs spread, they barely affected him.
However, all the fellow disciples he led were buried in the sea of fire, and no one could escape. When he turned around, all he felt was that one familiar soul power after another had disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"How could this happen?" Xu Chuan roared angrily. The situation was completely different from what they had imagined, but there was no one around him who could answer him. The few who escaped from the fire array quickly controlled the power of soul to suppress the fire injuries on their bodies, and they had no time to care.
Xu Chuan looked into the air, Lu Chenfeng.
He knew that he was definitely no match for the master of the Five Souls Penetration, but at this time, he had no choice but to remain silent.
His teacher, his senior brother, his disciple, are any of them alive right now?
He didn't know, he didn't even dare to think about the answer. He waved his fist and pointed it upward.
The sound of punches pierced the air, but it was too far away...
If Xu Chuan's superpower is good at such long-distance attacks, he may not be able to rush to the forefront in this charge.
The power of the punch was already very weak when it rushed in front of Lu Chenfeng. Lu Chenfeng didn't even try to hide. Why do you need to dodge such a small attack?
Punch.
Xu Chuan had no expectations at all. He knew his own strength very well, and this punch was just a catharsis.
Who would have thought that Lu Chenfeng's figure actually shook in mid-air, as if he could not maintain his balance after being hit by this punch.
how?
Xu Chuan was stunned for a moment. He immediately punched again without thinking about it.
When he rushed in front of Lu Chenfeng, he also punched him with little power. Lu Chenfeng also didn't dodge. He was hit and his body shook again.
The attack works!
This time Xu Chuan was sure.
His punch is weak, but it is aimed at strong people, so the damage can be ignored. However, if this weak soul power were to hit an ordinary person, it would be enough to cause serious injuries. Even a weak body might be killed directly.
Lu Chenfeng's body shook, that was because the punch was effective. Otherwise, this power would be like a breeze to him.
It’s because he controls this large customization and has no time to care about it, so he can’t resolve this weak power of soul, right?
Thinking of this, Xu Chuan punched continuously without hesitation, while roaring at the few disciples of the third courtyard who were lucky enough to escape from the Liaoyuan Customs: "Knock this guy down quickly!!"
After those few escaped from the Liaoyuan Customs, they quickly suppressed their burn injuries and were not in danger of their lives for the time being. Hearing Xu Chuan's shouts, he quickly endured his injuries and attacked.
But the embarrassing reality before them is that those of them who can escape from the prairie fire are the ones closest to the edge, and these people are undoubtedly the same type of close combat experts as Xu Chuan. So their attacks were just like Xu Chuan's fists. When they reached Lu Chenfeng, they were already at the end of their strength. Several of them were injured, and their attacks simply couldn't make it through this long journey, not to mention they were not good at attacking from a distance. So I just missed it in the end. Xu Chuan couldn't blame them harshly, and his third punch came up empty.
In this way, the last ones that hit Lu Chenfeng were two and three, but just these had a huge impact on him. He couldn't help but sway, and it seemed that he could no longer stay suspended in the air, and he fell down several times. , and then stabilized.
Now everyone could see clearly that Lu Chenfeng was really unable to hide and could only carry it alive. He withstood these attacks and continued to insist on the large-scale customization of the prairie fire.
"Support!" Guo Wushu ordered, but the Beidou Clan people are not dead yet! Those who were alive, seriously injured or lightly injured, all rushed towards these people like crazy.
However, the number of disciples of the Third Academy who escaped from the Liaoyuan Customization was also increasing. They all immediately noticed this situation and directed more and more attacks against Lu Chenfeng. There are also those who endured the pain of burning their bodies and made desperate attacks in the large-scale customization of the prairie fire.
The power of soul is either weak or strong, biased or slanted, and they meet in the air.
Lu Chenfeng was unable to hide, unable to dodge any blow. He focused all his energy on supporting this large-scale customization, just like the previous dean Xu Mai.
Under the continuous attacks of these soul powers, he finally couldn't hold on anymore. After falling from the air again, he could no longer stop the fall and fell straight into the flames.
The fire was not completely extinguished, but without the support and control of Lu Chen's power, this was no longer a prairie fire customization, but an ordinary flame burning in the Seven Stars Valley.
The Beidoumen who rushed forward stopped. After all, they were too late.
The disciples of the Third Academy who had escaped from the Liaoyuan Custom House were a little at a loss as they stood by the fire scene.
They stopped Lu Chenfeng and interrupted the large-scale customization of the prairie fire. But how many people can survive the flames?
In this battle, at this point, is there still a winner?
