%D%A%9 Ying Zhiyuan's face was cold, and he did not hesitate to harness the long sword to launch a continuous attack on Feng Fan, and Feng Fan still used the golden sword to turn into a dragon to resist, with the fierce impact of the two magic weapons, accompanied by bursts of piercing sounds, the arena was also greatly impacted, 'stirred' up a lot of stone powder, there were some subtle cracks on it, after countless rounds of violent attacks, the two of them consumed a lot of true yuan,

Ying Zhiyuan made a move with his right hand, and the long sword flew back into his hand, Ying Zhiyuan waved the long sword in his hand continuously, drawing a white 'colored' rune in the air, and a killing intent emanated from the rune, at this moment, a huge coercion rushed around,

"The breath of the early peak level cultivator of the Yuan Infant ......" Many disciples who felt this huge pressure shouted in a low voice, Ying Zhiyuan, who could have been able to exert the initial level cultivation of the early Yuan Infant, had cast a special spell, and his attack power at this time had increased by half a level again, reaching the peak level of the middle Yuan Infant stage,

The white 'color' rune suddenly soared, the heavy killing intent drifted away with the wind, and the rune emitted ten thousand rays of light, like a world-destroying artifact as solemn, with the rapid expansion of the rune, Ying Zhiyuan waved the long sword in his hand, and the rune carried ten thousand white mangs towards the wind and fan, as if a white 'color' ice rain in the sky, the white 'color' light surged rapidly, turning up the monstrous 'waves', surging, like an angry sea rushing,

Feng Fan frantically poured the true yuan in his body into the golden sword, the golden sword suddenly soared, Feng Fan's right hand was raised, and the golden sword carrying the aura of the peak level monk in the early Yuan Infant 'excited' and 'shot' out, rushing towards the rune, the rune and the golden sword met, making a deafening sound, and the two forces 'excited' and 'shot' out of ten thousand rays of light, forming bursts of rushing 'waves', spilling towards the earth,

Countless sharp voices followed, and countless subtle depressions suddenly appeared in the arena, countless dust and stone chips flew all over the sky, and the moment the rune hit the golden sword, it was actually split into two, half of which was entangled with the golden sword, and the other half smashed towards Feng Fan under the control of Ying Zhiyuan's divine sense,

Feng Fan flipped with one hand, and a 'fan' your fireball suddenly appeared, "Go," as Feng Fan shouted, 'fan' your fireball rose into the sky, suddenly rising in the void, and also exuded the breath of a peak-level monk in the early Yuan Infant, "boom" A loud sound, the fireball and half of the rune met, as if causing a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the air was 'intertwined' with heat 'waves' and light, after a few breaths of time, this terrifying spiritual power 'wave' moved before it calmed down, and the fireball and all the runes finally turned into invisible,

Ying Zhiyuan brandished the long sword, the long sword was full of light, emitting countless points of light, the points of light quickly condensed, countless 'fan' your small sword suddenly appeared, Ying Zhiyuan's other hand flicked against the long sword, and the countless 'fan' your small swords around it suddenly dispersed, after the long sword in Ying Zhiyuan's hand pointed at Feng Fan, those 'fan' your small swords swept towards Feng Fan overwhelmingly, and countless subtle low whistling sounds condensed together, making people tremble,

Feng Fan beckoned, the golden sword flew back, holding the magic weapon tightly, Feng Fan danced quickly with one hand, the golden sword burst out with a violent breath, and quickly turned into a golden 'colored' giant net, Feng Fan waved the golden sword, the golden 'colored' giant net skyrocketed, rushing to the small sword in the air,

At this moment, the 'fan' your little sword has arrived, countless splitting sounds came out, and the golden 'colored' giant net formed in a hurry suddenly dimmed under the fierce attack of countless 'fan' your small sword, and at the same time slowly shrunk, as Feng Fan Zhenyuan frantically poured into it through the golden sword, the golden 'colored' giant net shone brightly, and finally stopped, until all the 'fan' your small swords disappeared, there was still a faint and looming golden 'colored' sword net in the air,

Ying Zhiyuan waved the long sword in his hand, and the familiar rune appeared again, as the long sword danced, the rune flew towards Feng Fan, Feng Fan waved the golden sword in his hand, and the remaining golden 'colored' giant net in the air rushed towards the white 'colored' huge rune,

The two met, bursting out of two waves of true yuan 'waves' of the early peak level monks of the Yuan Infant, and then entangled together, not letting each other go, with Ying Zhiyuan's powerful true yuan continuously pouring into the runes, the runes were shining brightly, frantically attacking the golden net, and there was a great tendency to defeat the golden 'color' sword net that was blocking the front, Feng Fan's face 'color' calmly pointed his fingers with one hand, and with the countless true yuan gushing out, the golden 'color' sword net shone brightly, and then expanded rapidly, firmly trapping the white 'color' rune in it,

"Explosion," seeing that the rune had not been able to get out of trouble for a long time, Ying Zhiyuan shouted angrily, and the white 'color' rune exploded violently, and countless white mangs scattered and galloped, like a loose horse, and the golden 'colored' sword net emitted countless violent tremors, and finally collapsed, and a part of the white mangs that broke free from the shackles flew wildly towards Feng Fan, Feng Fan waved the golden sword, and ten thousand golden mangs 'excited' 'shot' out, crushing all the white 'color' light,

Ying Zhiyuan waved his arm, and countless Senhan's 'fan' your little sword burst out of the long sword again, carrying bursts of awe-inspiring killing intent, and 'shot' towards Feng Fan with a fierce momentum, Feng Fan quickly waved the golden sword, and a golden 'color' wall immediately formed in front of him, and the two met and made a crackling sound, the golden and white 'color' light shone non-stop, blooming in the arena, with the bursts of true yuan 'waves', the 'fan' your little sword all turned into nothing, and the golden 'colored' wall was also full of holes,

Ying Zhiyuan's handsome face 'revealed' a trace of fierce 'color', as his right hand unfolded, the long sword rose into the air, Ying Zhiyuan pointed at the long sword, the long sword quickly twisted, and turned into a white 'colored' python in a very short time,

"Go," after Ying Zhiyuan's hissing roar, the white 'colored' python rushed towards Feng Fan with its teeth and claws,

Feng Fan raised his right hand, the golden sword flew out of his hand, and pounced directly on the white 'colored' python, the moment the giant python and the golden sword met, the white 'colored' light emitted by the giant python drifted around, and with Ying Zhiyuan's finger in the air, the white 'colored' light condensed again, quickly wrapped the golden sword, and the golden light emitted from the golden sword gradually became dim.

Feng Fan pinched the trick with one hand, and the golden sword suddenly emitted ten thousand golden rays, and the white 'colored' giant python that had almost completely suppressed it emitted a burst of sword roars, and then quickly collapsed, the giant python produced a burst of distortion, and finally the white 'colored' light on its periphery all disappeared, and the giant python also turned into the body of the long sword,

Ying Zhiyuan beckoned, the long sword flew back, after Ying Zhiyuan wiped the storage ring, the long sword suddenly disappeared, and quickly took out a number of super-level crystal 'jade' with one hand, Ying Zhiyuan quickly absorbed the true yuan from it, while the other hand quickly pinched a strange trick,

Suddenly, the surrounding space was distorted, and then countless Gangfeng frantically poured into this area from the air, causing the surroundings to become extremely unstable, throwing away the crystal 'jade' that had absorbed the true yuan in his hand, Ying Zhiyuan pinched the trick with both hands, and countless Gangfeng suddenly condensed, causing the surrounding heaven and earth aura to be attracted to it.

There were bursts of golden 'color' 'wave' patterns around, these 'waves' patterns turned into four golden Buddhas in a very short period of time, these golden Buddhas exude a vast and broad atmosphere, as if overlooking all living beings, should be far away to the four golden Buddhas respectively, the golden Buddha suddenly sent out a fairy sound of 'chanting', the vast breath gushed out from the golden Buddha's body, making people have a kind of great compassion,

The four golden Buddhas opened their palms slightly, and the four pale golden "colored" lotus "flowers" quickly took shape, Ying Zhiyuan pointed at the four golden Buddhas respectively, and the four lotus "flowers" came out in order, flying towards the wind silently.

Feng Fan, who was standing in the distance, was not affected by the so-called peaceful atmosphere in front of him in the slightest, nor did he think that these four lotus 'flowers' without any breath would be powerless, on the contrary, this spell that took several breaths to form must be more powerful than ordinary spells.

Under the rapid turn of his mind, Feng Fan's hands quickly pinched, and the huge ice walls on all sides formed instantly, and the four pale golden lotus 'flowers' met the ice wall one after another, and bursts of ice-breaking sounds came out.

"The breath of a peak-level monk in the early stage of Yuan Ying should be far and far away to rely on special spells to temporarily increase the attack power to this realm," feeling the breath emanating from the lotus 'flower', Feng Fan was extremely surprised in his heart,

The four ice walls soon all turned into invisible, and the remaining two lotus 'flowers' that did not collapse continued to float towards Feng Fan, Feng Fan did not hesitate to pinch with one hand, and his body had teleported to the side more than ten zhang away, and with a "boom", the first lotus 'flower' hit the earth, splashing countless dust and stone powder,

To Feng Fan's surprise, the second lotus 'flower' actually stopped castration, stopped a few feet from the ground, and then quickly turned around and flew towards Feng Fan's location.

Looking at the lotus 'flower' that flew towards him, Feng Fan frowned slightly and raised his hand with one hand, a black magic bead 'excited' and 'shot' out, Feng Fan's body retreated rapidly, and at the moment when the black magic bead approached the lotus 'flower', Feng Fan used his divine sense to detonate it, and the huge explosion made many monks around him frown deeply, and the black magic bead and the pale golden 'color' lotus 'flower' disappeared at the same time.

Ying Zhiyuan pointed at the golden Buddha respectively, the four golden Buddhas quickly fused together, and the volume suddenly increased a lot, Ying Zhiyuan pinched a magic trick with both hands, the huge golden Buddha stood up with a single palm, facing Feng Fan, Feng Fan did not hesitate to change the magic trick, and a white 'colored' light cluster quickly surged up in his hand, and the golden Buddha pushed with one palm, and a huge palm print flew out, with a momentum like destroying the world towards Feng Fanyin,

Feng Fan raised his hand very quickly, and the white 'color' light rose up, turning into a huge ice pick, Feng Fan pointed at the ice pick, and the ice pick rushed towards the huge palm print.

"'Wave'" There was a loud bang, the moment the palm print and the giant ice pick met, the real yuan 'wave' movement was like a terrifying 'wave' rushing around, the ice pick just blocked the palm print for a breath of time and completely collapsed, carrying the breath of the early peak level monk of the Yuan Infant, the golden 'colored' palm print that had shrunk by half continued to fly towards Feng Fan, because of a slight internal injury and his strength could not continue to exert the strength of the early peak level of the Yuan Infant Feng Fan saw that the ice pick he sent out in a hurry failed to completely dissolve the golden 'color' palm print, So he teleported again, and his body moved away from the area.

With a "boom", the golden 'color' palm print knocked the arena out of a deep pit, this powerful attack equivalent to the peak level of the early Yuan Ying made all the Hua Dan stage monks change slightly, and some disciples who had just been eliminated from the game secretly rejoiced at this time, if they came to this round and met Ying Zhiyuan, I am afraid it would be difficult to bear this terrifying blow, %D%A