Chapter 88

In the arena, the battle was fierce.

As the final Dingding battle, it undoubtedly attracted more attention.

Zhu Xiangyu's whole body was almost shrouded in a layer of black mist. He turned into a magic fortress, shooting out spells one by one, such as fire snake, fire python, fire whip, and some falling rocks, earth binding and so on.

Like a gust of wind and rain, the fluctuation of the spell almost filled the entire arena, and there was no place to stay.

Relying on Dacheng's cloud and smoke step, Zhang Qingyuan moved vaguely, dashing left and right between the spells, avoiding the multiple spells.

It seems easy and casual, but it is barely supported.

And with the passage of time, Zhang Qingyuan became more and more difficult to dodge the attacks of these spells during the high-intensity dodging.

But Zhang Qingyuan also found that,

The spells that Zhu Xiangyu inspired next seemed not as powerful as the six will-o'-the-wisp fireballs that were shot out at the beginning.

Finally, Zhang Qingyuan had no choice but to try to resist a spell of the opponent when he was caught off guard.

The spirit elements collided and exploded.

But the feeling of dizziness as imagined did not come.

The spiritual consciousness just seemed to be bumped slightly.

Zhang Qingyuan didn't understand until now.

I'm afraid that the six fireballs in the face before were the opponent's ultimate move, not the opponent's ghost fire and ghost art, which really has such a powerful power!

"That's right! If the Ghost Fire Nether Art is really so powerful, I'm afraid that it would have been targeted by a monk with a higher level of cultivation. How could it be possible to stay in his hands with peace of mind and let it appear swaggeringly!"

Zhang Qingyuan almost slapped himself on the face.

The six pale fireballs before did not seem to be very powerful and fast, just like ordinary fireball attacks, which made him mistakenly think that they were the first movers of the opponent's temptation.

In the end, I didn't expect it to be a big move to smear your face.

Zhang Qingyuan made a misjudgment from the very beginning.

Wanting to understand this point, Zhang Qingyuan continued to test a few times, and reconfirmed the fact that the opponent's technique was not as strong as imagined, but rather weak. This impact was nothing to Zhang Qingyuan.

In the midst of embarrassment and annoyance in my heart, as soon as I thought about it, a scheme suddenly came to my mind.

Next,

Zhang Qingyuan still maintained the previous evasion rhythm, and his performance became more and more difficult. He was almost hit by Zhu Xiangyu's spells several times.

His complexion also became paler and precarious.

In the eyes of everyone in the arena, they could also see that under Zhu Xiangyu's attack, the young monk sent by the Jiang family had no ability to fight back at all.

"Unfortunately, it looks like there won't be any unexpected reversals in this one."

"Yeah, it's a pity that the young monk is actually pretty good at this step. I'm afraid he has already mastered his body skills. It's a pity that he met Zhu Xiangyu, who is a little higher, and was suppressed by the characteristics of his skills."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be Yunyanbu. Being able to cultivate Yunyanbu to this level is considered a genius."

"pity."

Everyone in the audience was discussing.

For Zhang Qingyuan, it was mostly regret.

After all, the strength shown by Zhang Qingyuan was actually not bad in the early stage of the eighth level of Lingyuan, but it was a pity that he met the stronger Zhu Xiangyu.

But what no one noticed was that when Zhang Qingyuan cast the cloud-mist-step evasion technique, the figure had unknowingly approached Zhu Xiangyu by more than a foot.

Just Zhu Xiangyu stood on the other side of the ring and cast the spell again.

When a group of pale fire dragons devoured the air, roaring and attacking.

Zhang Qingyuan, who was on the verge of falling, suddenly rose violently, turned into a series of shadows and rushed towards Zhu Xiangyu without retreating!

The fire dragon gathered by the pale flame roared out.

Zhang Qingyuan didn't do much and didn't avoid it, and went up to him.

But when he was about to hit Zhang Qingyuan, Zhang Qingyuan seemed to have turned into a cloud of mist, and suddenly passed the impact of the fire dragon with a slight distance, and came to Zhu Xiangyu in an instant!

"what?!!!"

Zhang Qingyuan's violent outburst was obviously beyond Zhu Xiangyu's expectation.

times of crisis,

Zhu Xiangyu didn't care about other things, and quickly pointed to the formula.

bake!

The black mist around the body suddenly seemed like oil meeting an open flame, and a white flame burst into flames. The air flow was reversed under the operation of the spirit element, the air was torn and twisted, and within a few feet around it turned into a cloud that enveloped the whole body. Inner pale flame mantle.

This flame shield is only seen with the naked eye, and it feels indestructible.

It's just that Zhang Qingyuan has been planning until now, and has been showing his weakness to the enemy. After finally finding this opportunity, how could he let it go so easily? !

A low-grade martial skill at the human level, Eagle Hand!

With one hand reaching out, grabbing the air,

Spiritual energy surged all over his body, and an eagle soaring for nine days appeared in the surroundings. The eagle's claws tore through the air, and descended from the sky with incomparable divine power!

Hey!

In a trance, there seemed to be an eagle cry!

The terrifying fluctuations spread in all directions!

Not long after this sect was completed, Zhang Qingyuan's martial arts that had been brewing in the process of avoiding Zhu Xiangyu's technique finally broke out completely at this moment!

paw down,

The incomparably powerful force exploded with a bang, and the torrent visible to the naked eye rushed towards all directions, sweeping all directions, making everyone in the audience almost unable to open their eyes!

The floor under Zhu Xiangyu's body burst open under the aftermath of the powerful force.

Layers of cracks descended in all directions like spider webs.

The power of low-grade martial arts at the human level can be described as terrifying!

But Zhu Xiangyu's flame shield is not known what kind of martial skill it is, while it exploded, it also completely resisted Zhang Qingyuan's sky eagle hand!

Not only that,

After the pale flame shield exploded, the impact of spiritual consciousness caused Zhang Qingyuan, who was close to him, to turn pale and stagnate.

"Hmph, ghostly trick!"

Zhu Xiangyu spat out a mouthful of blood, but snorted coldly.

Squeeze the magic formula with your fingers, and the terrifying fluctuation of spirit energy reappears. Seeing that he is about to condense the spell, Zhang Qingyuan, who is frozen by the impact of the explosion, will be defeated in front of him!

But Zhu Xiangyu's method has not been finished yet,

A tiny ray of light flickered in the surrounding air.

Imperial Object Technique·Breaking Qi Needle!

The air-breaking needle of the low-grade magic weapon shot out, almost silently, and the speed was extremely fast!

This was Zhang Qingyuan's second move that Zhang Qingyuan had already prepared before the Skyhawk's hand was launched!

"what!"

Zhu Xiangyu suddenly let out a scream, and the piercing pain came from his shoulder.

I don't know when a flower of blood exploded on the shoulder,

Zhang Qingyuan was unable to accurately control the position of the gas-breaking needle due to the impact of the spiritual consciousness caused by the explosion of the flame cover.

But that's enough!

The stabbing pain from his shoulder caused Zhu Xiangyu's originally gathered spiritual energy to collapse instantly at this moment, and at the same time, the interrupted spell also caused him to have a backlash, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

At this time,

Zhang Qingyuan, who had barely recovered from the impact of his spiritual consciousness, took advantage of the situation and took a step forward. His five fingers spread out and he clenched into a fist. The air around him seemed to condense under this fist, turning into a huge and heavy iron fist. hammer!

Collapse!

punch out,

It hit Zhu Xiangyu's chest precisely, and the majestic Lingyuan exploded!