Chapter 233: The Three Stands

Zhao Feng's crazy and brutal style of play caused many spectators off the court to be puzzled.

Is this guy dying?

Some elite disciples who participated in the finals of Fengyun looked at each other in dismay.

Zhao Feng obviously suffered some minor injuries in the head-to-head encounters over and over again. If it weren't for his mysterious movement, he would probably have suffered heavy losses by now.

Ao Yuetian was both surprised and happy, this situation was a good thing for him.

Zhao Feng is good at attacking, various methods emerge in an endless stream, and the mobility of his movements also makes him difficult.

Fortunately, Zhao Feng is willing to fight with him recklessly. Such a strong person who is good at attacking will definitely not be able to sustain.

"In terms of cultivation, I am higher than you, and in terms of aptitude, I have the power of blood. If you don't have two hundred strokes, you will definitely be exhausted..."

Ao Yuetian sneered to himself.

It's not that he doesn't want to win quickly, but that this lunatic is more ruthless and ruthless than him, and I'm afraid he will pay a huge price.

Therefore, he mainly focused on defense, sometimes counterattacked, waiting for Zhao Feng to consume too much, and then waiting for an opportunity to explode, and won in one fell swoop.

This is a prudent strategy to win, defeating this lunatic at the least cost

Aoyue's eyes flashed with divine light, making up her mind.

However, when he thought about it this way, he was naturally half-weak in terms of momentum.

Zhao Feng's fighting became more and more brutal, his fighting spirit was high, the blood in his body seemed to be burning, and his energy and spirit were pushed to the limit.

Faintly, Zhao Feng's body seemed to hear the sound of real power flowing, and a dark blue head sometimes burst like a waterfall.

The momentum, prestige, fighting intent, and the breath of the whole body are constantly condensing and climbing.

When he fought a hundred strokes, Zhao Feng's face was flushed, his true power was surging, and a latent force in his body was slowly released.

finally.

Ao Yuetian realized that something was wrong.

According to common sense, after Zhao Feng hit a hundred moves, he should be exhausted by a few points.

something is wrong

Ao Yuetian felt that the pressure was greatly increased, and the breath of Zhao Feng's whole body was condensed to the extreme, like a volcano that was about to explode at any time.

"The ultimate critical point of the fifth layer of heaven... is it just a little bit short of it? Is it destined to be unable to break through?"

Zhao Feng took a deep breath and frantically squeezed the potential of every corner of his body.

Since the Fuluan trial, Zhao Feng has taken many spiritual pills and spiritual materials.

Especially recently, when he took the mysterious liquid from the Forbidden Land of Hundred Graves, part of the power was absorbed by the body, and it has not been fully converted and utilized.

now.

Zhao Feng's whole body is full of qi and blood, and he is in a state of boiling.

It is with this reliance that Zhao Feng fought so madly that he did not suffer serious injuries.

"Senior Brother Ao, this kid wants to make a temporary breakthrough"

I don't know who it is, exclaimed below and reminded.

what

Ao Yuetian was in the bureau, and after this reminder, his body and mind were shocked and his face paled.

Looking carefully at Zhao Feng's expression, although his style of play was fierce, his face was firm and indifferent, and he did not lose his senses.

This Zhao Feng... actually uses himself as a whetstone?

After realizing the truth, a burst of anger filled Ao Yuetian's chest, anger, shock, and humiliation.

The spectators under the stage were in a trance and couldn't help but gasp.

Most people only see Zhao Feng's crazy side, have they seen his calculations?

The palm of the moon

Ao Yuetian completely exploded, the bloodline power was fully activated, the silver moonlight film on the body surface, the ripples rose, the figure appeared more nihilistic, like the incarnation of moonlight, attack, defense, speed, all aspects have improved.

Zhao Feng suddenly felt that Aoyuetian's explosive power had greatly increased, and the true energy of blood in his body was almost suppressed.

The bloodline power comes from the great power of the ancestors, at least the level of the king of the virtual gods, so it will naturally suppress the general power.

"Zhao Fengxiu is going to succeed"

Ao Yuetian's strength was 200% explosive, and there was even a faint aura of a king in his bloodline.

Zhao Feng finally managed to suppress the aura that had been condensed to the limit.

"Did it fail like that?"

Zhao Feng felt unwilling and aggrieved.

Seeing that it is just a little bit short, it will be able to successfully break through.

It's a pity that the other party is not a fool, so how can he let himself break through on the spot.

"If that's the case... that's it."

The suppressed bloodline power in Zhao Feng's body was stimulated by the weak aura of King and Great Emperor in Ao Yuetian's body.

How can the majesty of the ancient gods tolerate violations.

wind and thunder

Zhao Feng shouted loudly, and his whole body was surrounded by a layer of dazzling light blue electric light, forming a dense and shocking "electrical chain" around him.

These electric chains, one after another, rattled, and the air smelled of burning, destroying the tyrannical power like a volcanic explosion.

boom

Zhao Feng's head is blue, fluffy, messy and sharp, intertwined and danced with the terrifying currents around him, forming a picture that combines movement and stillness.

the same moment.

His eyebrows turned cyan, and the pupil light showed a sharp azure, a trace of pale azure blood, surrounding Zhao Feng's body, as if he saw an ancient shadow standing proudly behind Zhao Feng.

The deep breath of the ancient times, and the destructive power of lightning, intertwined, forming a domineering power that destroys everything.

"what"

Ao Yuetian's mind was horrified, and his whole body's true energy and blood were almost suppressed to the point of being unable to move.

Zhao Feng in his field of vision seemed to be transformed into an ancient demon god, and he slammed out with a palm, the wind and thunder were mighty, destroying the world, and I was the only one.

"Blood Power"

"He also has blood power"

The audience exclaimed, and some of the older generation's powerhouses even slapped the table.

Teng

The Sect Master of Lingyue Sect and several elders stood up and held their breath.

"Huh? It's pure blood, and the breath is very far away..."

From the side of the Iron Dragon Power, there was a low voice of exclamation.

Scream --

On the stage of the decisive battle, there was a loud bang, followed by waves of explosions, and electric sounds were interspersed.

With Zhao Feng as the center, the surrounding black sand turned into charred black fly ash, rushing in all directions with the thunder and fury.

The rotating and twisting current, in the shape of electric chains, drowned and blew Aoyuetian away.

The crystal silver moon film on the surface of the Aoyue celestial body shone with dazzling crystal light, and the figure almost flew back into nothingness.

bang-

Ao Yuetian's body slammed into the sky at a height of 100 meters, knocking out a hole in the formation above the decisive battle stage and flying out of the field.

in situ.

Zhao Feng stood in the center of the huge charred pit, his head was as fluffy as a waterfall, and the pale blue blood surrounding his body quickly disappeared.

Then, his eyebrows and body all returned to their original state.

call

Zhao Feng closed his eyes and felt that his body was empty and a little weak.

But at the same time, a vigorous breath of vitality radiates in the body, strands of purer light green true power, flashing a faint electric light, running endlessly in the body

"He broke through!"

There was a burst of exclamations from the audience.

Many people gasped, not knowing whether it was because they were shocked by Zhao Feng's strength, or whether they were stunned by the on-the-spot breakthrough.

thump

Outside the arena, Ao Yuetian's terrified figure fell to the ground, leaving a scar on his body.

"Zhao Fengsheng."

The referee reacted in a daze, and looked at the monster Zhao Feng with strange eyes.

As soon as the voice fell,

There was a sensation in the audience, and many spectators reacted.

"What's the matter, why did Zhao Feng suddenly become so terrifying, and he slammed Ao Yuetian into the air."

"Bloodline power did not expect Zhao Feng, a madman, to have bloodline power."

The discussion off the field was amazed.

"It's no wonder that his aptitude is ordinary, his cultivation speed is so fast, and his combat power is so terrifying. It turns out that he has blood power."

Yang Qian, Bei Mo and the others had complicated expressions, and they didn't know whether it was a surprise or bitterness in their hearts.

On the side of Xiaoyue Sect, the Sect Master and the Great Elder were ecstatic.

"God's nostalgia, my Xiaoyue Sect can actually appear such an outstanding genius."

Sect Master Xiaoyue was overjoyed.

"This Zhao Feng really knows how to hide."

Yunhai Zhenren's face was slightly distorted, trying his best to restrain the haze and murderous intent in his heart.

"really."

The first elder breathed a sigh of relief and smiled in relief. As Zhao Feng's master, he had been in contact with him many times.

Amid the uproar in the audience, Zhao Feng closed his eyes, walked down the stage slowly, sat cross-legged, and began to push the true power in his body to consolidate the realm of cultivation.

At the same time, he took a valuable healing elixir.

the other side.

The defeated Ao Yuetian looked gloomy and uncertain, humiliated, frightened, and unwilling.

"This guy... actually hides it so deeply."

Ao Yuetian gritted his teeth.

This battle is not a simple loss, but a shame.

If Zhao Feng has the power of blood vessels, he can also surpass Ao Yuetian.

But he didn't do this, but regarded Ao Yuetian as a sharpening stone to stimulate his potential, and finally broke through the barrier of the sixth heaven through the instant explosion of blood power.

Invisibly, Ao Yuetian acted as a whetstone, a chess piece.

How could this not make him resentful and humiliate?

After breaking through the sixth level, Zhao Feng's cultivation was placed in the upper reaches of the alliance conference, only one level worse than other alliance new stars, making up for his biggest shortcoming.

In fact, when Zhao Feng did this, he also had a certain risk, and he might be attacked by Zhenli.

However, Cang Yuyue and Lin Tong put too much pressure on him. If he wants to win the first place, he must improve his cultivation and increase his chances of winning.

now.

Many eyes on the field looked at the one-eyed indifferent young man, this fierce and old-fashioned alliance star.

From the beginning of the Alliance Conference to now, Zhao Feng has successfully brought down the two new stars.

Now, he is exposing the hidden power of blood, and his cultivation base has broken through the first layer. His true strength and trump card are still unpredictable.

this moment.

Zhao Feng was already on a par with Cang Yuyue and Lin Tong in the terrifying level in the eyes of everyone.

"I don't know what this madman will be like when he encounters Cang Yuyue and Lin Tong."

Many spectators, thinking of this, are excited and look forward to it.

The finals are still going on.

Half an hour later, Zhao Feng recovered from his injuries. Under the nourishment of the ancient bloodline, his injuries recovered faster than ordinary people. This is the effect that any kind of bloodline has.

When Zhao Feng stood up again, the aura on his body was more condensed, and his fluttering dark blue head stood in the crowd, which was so conspicuous.

Invisibly.

The entire decisive battle stage, with three momentums, slowly ascended.

Cang Yuyue, Lin Tong, and Zhao Feng.

The three breaths separated the three directions of the decisive battle stage, showing a general trend of "three-legged confrontation", and the invisible spiritual oppression made the representative disciples present suppressed their breathing.

If feng shui and luck can be captured with the naked eye, you can see that there are three giant objects in the void.

A three-foot green front that cuts through the sky, a pupil that is as black as an abyss, and a blue eye that looks down at all beings.

That invisible prestige, confronted in the dark, surpasses all the geniuses of the Thirteen Sect Alliance.