Not to mention others, even Yan Ge, who was closest to him, didn't know how strong Lu Chenfeng was. At this time, he and Lin Tianbiao followed the sound. The canyon was already filled with ice and snow. The two people standing on the top of the mountain may have felt the soles of their feet shaking, and if they were not careful, they would be shaken to the bottom of the mountain. The two subconsciously took a step back, and then they saw that the ice and snow in the canyon had fallen and gathered together. The pile was half a mountain high. Lu Ping was missing and was actually buried directly under the ice and snow.
"oops!"
On the other side of the canyon, I saw the mountains of ice and snow and screamed in amazement.
"You're not going to die like this, are you?" Xu Weifeng said, seemingly in a complicated mood.
"No." Su Tang said firmly, staring at the hill-like ice and snow.
Lu Chenfeng in the canyon ignored the brief exchange between the few, but Yan Ge and Lin Tianbiao on the other side of the canyon immediately noticed it. The two people in a slightly higher position looked this way together, taking in a panoramic view of the four people lying on the ground. The four people also immediately noticed the gazes from the opposite side, raised their heads together, and met the eyes of the two people here.
The relative numbers lasted for two or three seconds, and suddenly there was movement on the ice and snow hills in the canyon. First it trembled slightly, and then like spring buds breaking through the ground, Lu Ping's head came out. There was still some ice and snow on the top of his head, and he shook it before shaking it off. It looked very funny.
If Lu Chenfeng's attack was loud, then this seemingly funny result was just a small raindrop. Lu Ping then walked out of the hill and patted the ice and snow off his body. During the whole process, Lu Chenfeng just watched and did not continue to attack.
"Is it my turn?" Lu Ping said after finishing patting his clothes.
"Yeah." Lu Chenfeng nodded.
"Is this a fucking literary fight?" The aggressive Xu Weifeng was proficient in various fighting methods. When he saw the exchange between the two people in the canyon, he shouted out in shock. The so-called literary fight is to attack and defend each other, without fighting back, to see who can't catch it in the end. This style of play is often used in skill competitions between friends who don't want to hurt their friendship, but for a fighting maniac like Xu Weifeng, this style of play is the most despised. Mechanical reactions when facing enemies and alternating rhythms are completely missing in this style of play. You stand still and you punch me and I kick you. Is this considered a fight? It's almost worse than playing cards. If it weren't for the fact that the two people below were really strong, Xu Weifeng would have stood up and booed them.
Xu Weifeng was dissatisfied, and Yan Ge and Lin Tianbiao were also surprised. Who would have thought that two such top experts would end up resorting to a literary fight?
In fact, even Lu Ping and Lu Chenfeng didn't expect it. They didn't have any agreement before, and they were ready to fight after they bumped into each other. It was just because of their personalities that they couldn't help but end up in such a situation. Based on the knowledge of these two people, it is difficult to say whether they know the concept of "literary struggle"!
In short, it was now Lu Ping's turn to take action. Lu Chenfeng, who was standing a few meters across from him, had a stern look on his face and was paying careful attention to Lu Ping's actions.
"Here we come!" Lu Ping suddenly raised his hand, and it was not a new move, it was his most commonly used Flying Sound Slash. There were already seven marks between the handles, one in the middle, and the other six were distributed in a fan shape around, but they blocked any direction in which Lu Chenfeng could dodge left, right, and upward.
But there’s still down!
However, Lu Ping also considered the possibility of entering the ground. Then three more flying sound slashes were shot towards the ice at the soles of Lu Chenfeng's feet.
Lu Chenfeng did not move, maintaining his original standing posture, but just holding his hands in front of him.
"I have always thought that I would meet you again." When Lu Chenfeng said this, Feiyin Zhan had already arrived in front of him. He raised his hands and brought the hit ball in front of him. Violent ripples trembled in his palms, and the other hits passed by him. But the three shots that were shot into the ground quickly spread the soul of sound along the earth's crust. The snow on the ground rolled like waves. Lu Chenfeng, who was standing on it, also fluctuated slightly when he was hit by the force. The flying sound slash clustered in both palms exploded and dispersed immediately. Lu Chenfeng also opened his arms and took three steps back. The exploding soul force was mixed with a harsh whistling sound, causing the mountain walls on both sides to tremble when they hit it. The people crawling and standing on both sides trembled with the trembling.
Lu Chenfeng had already stood firm. Behind him, Ming Zhipo who had penetrated into the ground was still stirring up the snow, but this had no effect on him. He looked at Lu Ping quietly.
"You took three steps back." Lu Ping said.
"This is not what we are comparing." Lu Chenfeng disagreed.
"It's better to find a simple and quick way." Lu Ping said.
Lu Chenfeng shook his head: "I'm not here to compete with you, I must catch you."
"If you beat me, of course I will listen to you." Lu Ping said.
"That's okay." Lu Chenfeng nodded.
But Lu Ping seemed to remember something at this moment: "Wait a minute, I won't just listen to you if I lose, but if you lose, you will continue to pester me as long as you are not dead, right?"
"That's right." Lu Chenfeng nodded again.
"Is it so annoying..." Lu Ping said helplessly.
"Whoever loses will die!" Even the audience couldn't stand it anymore, Ying Xiao jumped up and shouted.
"I don't want to die." As a result, Lu Ping and Lu Chenfeng shouted in unison.
"Fuck!" Ying Xiao made the most insulting gesture to the two of them with his left and right hands at the Dark Academy. But neither Lu Ping nor Lu Chenfeng could understand it and ignored it.
"You two..." Yan Ge on the other side of the canyon started to speak, but as soon as he said two words, he saw a powerful force roaring towards him like an angry dragon. Yan Ge's expression changed drastically. In panic, Lin Tianbiao, who was still beside him, quickly extended his palms and opened a mirror Wuhen in front of Yan Ge. But Jing Wuhen was shattered the moment he was hit by the force of soul. Jing Wuhen, who claimed to be able to rebound all attacks, simply could not withstand such a powerful force of soul.
Even so, by relying on his own smashing, Jing Wuhen finally neutralized a lot of the force of the attack, and also helped Yan Ge buy a lot of time. As Yan Ge was retreating, he lit lanterns continuously in front of him. One of the floating lanterns on the other side was smashed, and seven of them were broken in succession. The power of this blow was finally neutralized, but Yan Ge was It was too late to light the eighth lamp, and the remaining soul power hit him straight into his chest, causing him to stumble backwards. Fortunately, Lin Tianbiao on the side stepped forward to pull him up again, and once again helped him resolve part of the soul power. Song finally stood firm.
A shout of approval!
As soon as Yan Ge made a sound, Lu Ping's attack came towards him.
Lu Chenfeng has never been important to him, but Yan Ge is one of the main goals of his trip. Seeing that the blow was finally resisted, Lu Ping felt a little regretful, shook his head and said, "It's still a bit far away."
