Chapter 1454 Inheritance Skill Match

In the whole world, there are only these two forces left, and the thunder-like loud noise keeps resounding under the confrontation between the two. The dark cracks are constantly flashing like a river, which is shocking. Under these two forces in the entire arena, countless bluestones were thrown up from the sky. In just an instant, the original arena was completely destroyed.

Under such a terrifying power, it is surprising that there is no trace of a hurricane. The whole space is only left with the confrontation of energy. The terrifying power rushed straight into the sky, and the sky was completely torn apart. The whole space is like an explosion of power, about to step into the end of the world.

The spatial cracks that are densely covered like tree branches made everyone dumbfounded. Everyone felt palpitations, and it was hard to understand that this was the power that Junjie could burst out. Even Cheng Kai was a little shocked. This kind of power has already surpassed the category of the monarch. Looking at each other with the man on the throne, they both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

The two forces have already covered the figures of the two of them, and their sight can only see the terrifying force like a bomb colliding.

The man on the throne looked at the two extinguishing powers in the field, and said to Cheng Kai: "Di Aotian's power is still stronger. Although Yifeng has the enhancement of devouring beads, but the power gap is too big, and the opponent's ground fire and With the effect of Yinhuo, Yifeng is still weaker in terms of strength."

Cheng Kai nodded and said: "There is no way to do this. After all, the suzerain is only at the seventh level of strength. What's more, the greater the strength of the inherited skills, the greater the increase."

The moment the two voices fell, Yi Feng's fighting spirit began to be driven by defeat, which made everyone completely excited. Almost saw the end of this battle.

Qin Yi and the others also clenched their fists and stared straight at the field. His eyes were filled with anticipation.

Xia Zhimeng showed worry on her face, and took a deep breath as she watched Yifeng retreat and dissipate his fighting spirit.

However, the people from the Holy Clan camp couldn't help but sighed one by one. In this competition, Yi Feng was ultimately inferior in strength. Give him a few more years, and maybe he can rewrite it. But at this time...

Just as everyone watched Yifeng's fighting spirit fade away helplessly, a terrifying force suddenly burst out in the arena. Although this power is not comparable to Yi Feng and Di Aotian's power of using heaven-level martial arts. But it was enough to make the warriors present palpitate.

"Reincarnation dies!"

Under the influx of the heaven-level soul-stirring technique into Yifeng's fighting spirit, the originally retreating fighting spirit rushed away in an instant, and the two fighting spirits collided together, and there was a violent thunder and loud noise. A pitch-black crack of tens of meters suddenly appeared, swallowing up all the energy left by the collision of the two forces.

With the cooperation of the Heavenly Conjuring Soul Technique, Yi Feng managed to stabilize the situation. The two forces were completely distorted and pushed into the space crack, disappearing into the void.

Everyone looked at the void that had suddenly returned to calm, and stared blankly at the two kneeling alone on the arena.

"Tie?"

All of them stared blankly at the people on the duel field, their gazes uncertain.

But soon, they found that Yi Feng who was kneeling on the ground suddenly turned over and galloped towards Di Aotian.

Seeing this scene, everyone was puzzled. Naturally, they could see that the terrifying power exerted by the two of them had already consumed their fighting energy. Would the two who had consumed their fighting energy still have the capital to continue fighting? Could it be possible to fight hand to hand?

Soon, Yifeng told them the correctness of their guess! What made them stare wide-eyed and couldn't believe it was that Yifeng was really fighting the opponent.

Yifeng punched Di Aotian straight, Di Aotian looked at the fist without a trace of fighting spirit, and with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his hand to block it.

However, under this block, Di Aotian's face changed drastically. There was disbelief in his eyes. The terrifying power above the opponent's fist is no worse than that of a king rank, and even stronger than an ordinary king rank.

In the past, Di Aotian would not be afraid of such power. But without the support of fighting spirit, such strength can easily defeat him.

Yifeng punched out with a punch, and the powerful force hit Di Aotian. Although Di Aotian's physical strength is much stronger than others, it is much worse than Yifeng.

Yifeng punched down, and Di Aotian spat out mouthfuls of blood. Under Yi Feng's fist, Di Aotian was like a sandbag, spurting blood again and again by Yi Feng.

But Yi Feng obviously had no intention of showing mercy, and punched straight away.

Everyone looked at this scene, each of them was stunned, and their heads were still turned away by the sudden scene in front of them. Even in hand-to-hand combat, is Di Aotian so vulnerable?

Looking at Di Aotian, who was constantly vomiting blood and being bombarded by Yi Feng's fist, they peeked at each other.

Finally, looking at Yi Feng's fierceness, it was very likely that Yi Feng would blow Di Aotian to death. Finally someone came to his senses, a figure flashed beside Di Aotian, and a force attacked Yifeng.

Yifeng was shocked by the terrifying force and flew backwards, a stream of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

This scene made the people in the holy sect's camp also react. One by one stood up abruptly and roared angrily: "Damn, no one can bully my Holy Sect?"

One by one, the warriors from the Holy Sect who came to participate in the exchange meeting galloped to Yifeng's side and confronted the opponent. At the same time, the warriors from the Immortal Realm camp also hurriedly dodged around Di Aotian, and the two sides were ready to wait.

"You are shameless in the fairyland. It's okay to be inferior to others, but you still have the ability to fight on wheels. If you want to fight, I will accompany you." The holy sect warriors cursed carelessly.

"Just hit, I'm afraid you won't succeed in my fairyland?"

Fairyland naturally wouldn't watch Di Aotian being beaten to death by Yifeng. Whether it is Yifeng or Di Aotian, they are already the leaders of their generation. It is impossible for either side to watch the other side make a move.

Looking at the two sides that were in close contact, Yifeng waved his hands to stop the warriors from the Holy Zong camp. In this place of fairyland, if there is a group battle, the Holy Ancestor will not gain anything. Even if you want to fight, you have to find a place that is beneficial to you.

Di Aotian was already seriously injured after being punched so many times by Yifeng. A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, this is him too, if it is an ordinary warrior, even if he does not die, he will have to lose half of his life.

Di Aotian waved his hand to make Xianjing and others retreat, he naturally would not watch people from the two camps fight. While this is their turf, they have an advantage. But if they really wanted to fight, the consequences would be extraordinary. After all, the people who come to the exchange meeting are all the same characters as the treasures of various sects. Either the one who has officially taken over the sect, or the one who has been confirmed as the next suzerain.