Zhao Ziping was urging them: "Zirang, come up quickly!"
Yin Wulu said to Xie Yue, "I'll try it first."
He flew to the martial arts stage and suddenly paused.
Xie Yue looked at him with a bad intuition.
Yin Wulu seemed to have said something to Jiang Feng, so Xie Yue discovered that she could not hear anything while standing under the stage. This was a barrier or soundproofing type.
She circled the martial arts stage.
The fight on stage is like a silent film, only the form is visible.
The two fight.
As a Fu cultivator, Yin Wulu took the lead in drawing the sword of "Zhao Zirang".
Then he was beaten until he was unable to fight back.
Xie Yue saw that his sword moves were skillful, but he felt powerless. As soon as he met him, Jiang Feng broke his sword into two pieces and slapped him on the chest with his palm.
Yin Wulu rolled on the spot to avoid it.
Jiang Feng hotly pursued him.
With a slap, the palm gesture failed again.
Even though Jiang Feng's strength has dropped to the Qi Condensation realm, it is still above Yin Wulu. From the figures of the two of them, it can be seen that in terms of skill alone, the seemingly weak Yin Wulu is not a little bit taller than him.
Before, the gap between the body-forging realm and the Qi-condensing realm was too big to make up for with skill, but now Yin Wulu can avoid him.
After several chases, Jiang Feng's patience reached its limit. He stretched out his hand, used his spiritual power to draw the ground as a prison, and trapped Yin Wulu inside. Then he released his spiritual energy. The spiritual energy vibrated in the space. Yin Wulu had no way to avoid it, so he could only use his spiritual energy to avoid it. The weaker areas bear it.
But it was obviously not what Jiang Feng expected.
What he wanted was that he was helpless, not that he could still breathe and move.
Jiang Feng impatiently used his spiritual power to force it over again.
As long as it takes a few more times, Yin Wulu will have no reason to live!
He's going to crush this bug!
Yin Wulu was still hiding, but he was gradually getting injured and vomiting blood from his mouth. Such injuries were further affecting his actions. Anyone who saw his performance would understand that his defeat was only a matter of time.
Jiang Feng was very unhappy.
What he appreciated was the pleasure of the instantaneous splash of juice when squeezing the bug, not the rubber that was slippery and difficult to hold, flexible yet tough.
There were sounds down there, too.
Zhao Ziping raised his voice and said: "You use your spiritual power to fight back! You do it! What are you hiding from?!"
Jiang Yushuang had a different view than him. She said, "Zirang, don't be in a hurry. Let's take it slow."
Yin Wulu was seriously injured and unable to move.
His movements became slower and slower, unable to avoid Jiang Feng's raindrop attacks.
Jiang Feng smiled happily, flew forward and slapped Yin Wulu's chest again.
Yin Wulu reached out and grabbed his wrist tightly.
Jiang Feng was shocked and subconsciously wanted to pull his hand away, but he felt that this force was so powerful that he felt that he could not break free for a moment.
Jiang Feng looked ugly.
You must know that since he entered the Body Forging Realm, no Qi Condensation Realm can compete with his physical strength, but at this moment, Yin Wulu holds his wrist!
Yin Wulu obviously had some skill in his hands, so Jiang Feng directly transferred his spiritual power to his hands, trying to forcefully shake him away.
However, Yin Wulu seemed to have noticed it a long time ago. The moment his spiritual energy reached his wrist, he immediately let go and slid out again like a fish.
Jiang Feng was furious!
He can't tolerate his provocative behavior, he must kill him!
But he was obviously not the only one who had such thoughts.
At the moment when Jiang Feng was angry and dazed, Yin Wulu stepped forward with the broken sword in hand, and slashed the sword from the back of his neck!
