Chapter 770 He Is a Lunatic. Liu Feng!

The flaming demon lion roared, and the flames around the body suddenly turned from crimson red to golden red. What can be seen is that the one-word battle armor on Liu Feng's body turned red at this moment, and there was even smoke coming out of his body. However, his eyes did not waver at all, still extremely stagnant.

"Kill!" In the loud shout, the long-lost silver light suddenly erupted.

The silver light split, and the thorn dragon suddenly separated from his body. Countless fine silver rays of light split the void, and the space cracks swallowed the surrounding flames.

The White Dragon King Spear in Liu Feng's hand suddenly lifted up, and he actually lifted the huge flaming lion from the ground abruptly.

The next moment, the thorn dragon turned into a silver light, and instantly merged into his long spear. For a time, the white dragon king's spear shot soared to a meter away, and the long spear in Liu Feng's hand unfolded, piercing countless spears like lightning.

Where the spear passed, cracks opened in the air. The word battle armor on his body has begun to show signs of melting, but he did not pause for a second.

A large piece of crimson hair was cut, and with a "pop", the White Dragon King's spear pierced the shoulder blade of the flaming demon lion.

The silver light on Liu Feng's body skyrocketed, and the one-word battle armor suddenly burst into a strong brilliance, and the battle armor exploded. The gun suddenly sounded a loud dragon roar. The spear turned into a white dragon, biting the flaming demon lion's neck and overturning it to the ground.

The dragon's mouth was closed, and it was about to bite off the throat of the flaming demon lion that had lost the protection of its fur.

"Stop." Qi Ruixuan walked over. Both hands supported the upper jaw of the white dragon.

The white dragon flickered, turned into a spear again, fell to the ground, and stuck beside Liu Feng, who was already kneeling on one knee due to excessive consumption.

"My God! Is he crazy?"

Yes, he is crazy. Liu Feng!

The flaming demon lion turned over and got up, looking at the human in front of him, still having some lingering fears. It can clearly feel that this human being is much smaller than itself. However, it was from this human being that he felt a fierceness that came from his bones.

If it is really a life-and-death struggle, it may be able to tear this human to pieces at the last moment, but it has no doubt that this human can cause fatal damage to itself. too crazy.

Yes, it's crazy. In the eyes of all the students at Federal Central Academy, all this is crazy. It's just a competition! But he even burned his one-word battle armor for the final victory. The price is too high, isn't it?

And this is a competition that is almost impossible to gain. Is it so for the final victory?

Almost the vast majority of people do not understand why Liu Feng made such a decisive choice at the last moment. It even looked like he was going to perish with the flaming lion.

in the stands.

Yan Kailun frowned. Although he did not face that opponent, he was far ahead of Liu Feng in terms of cultivation. However, if he really faced Liu Feng, was he sure of winning? The answer is not to know.

Undoubtedly, they could all see that Liu Feng's strength might be the weakest among the Shrek Academy students they had ever seen. But such a five-ringed soul king has such a tenacious will to fight, willing to sacrifice everything for victory.

Is it possible to replace them? Can you burn your battle armor for victory?

Ask yourself, they can't do it.

"It's not wrong for us to lose." Xi Chenluo exhaled and said with a sigh.

In the field, Liu Feng held the White Dragon King spear beside him, and struggled to support his body to slowly stand up from the ground.

His lips were pressed tightly. Four, only four. After all, it did not reach the level of five games. Moreover, when he first appeared on the stage, the spirit beast he faced should still be relatively weak. Is his strength really that bad?

If the students at Federal Central Academy knew this, many of them would probably collapse.

Under normal circumstances, how could the five-ringed soul king be the opponent of the ten thousand year soul beast? Even if you have a battle armor! He has already defeated four consecutive ten thousand year soul beasts. There is still such an idea, what should other people do?

The tall figure walked into the arena, with a big hand on Liu Feng's shoulder, "Mad, leave it to me. Brother will help you get it back for the one you owe."

Liu Feng raised his head, looked at Qian Lei, and said bitterly, "I'm ashamed."

Qian Lei chuckled, "How can you be ashamed? You are an agile attack type soul master. If you are targeted again, you are already fine. Go back." , actually threw Liu Feng out.

A golden-patterned blue-silver grass was thrown out at some point, wrapped around Liu Feng's waist, and brought him back to the rest area.

Touched by the golden-patterned blue-silver grass, Liu Feng's blood-blood aura that was almost dry in his body immediately became active, and he returned to his place without saying a word. He just sat cross-legged on the ground and meditated on his own.

With the life energy provided by the endless fruit, he doesn't even need Lan Mengqin's treatment, his problem is just overdraft.

"Come on, the fifth one." The tall Qian Lei stood in the center of the field, facing the direction where the spirit beast appeared, shouting in a deep voice.

The opposite exit opened, and a figure emerged. The light and shadow flickered, and they arrived in front of Qian Lei almost instantly.

The speed was so fast that Qian Lei was startled.

"I'm going!" Qian Lei instantly knew who he was facing. The existence that once made great contributions to him, but made him always vigilant.

The fifth representative of the soul beast was actually a ten thousand year emerald devil bird.

In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Qian Lei, and the speed was too fast. And Qi Ruixuan, who saw the emerald devil bird, was startled, the speed of the emerald devil bird, he might not be able to rescue it in time! Hurry up and get closer.

Qian Lei shouted loudly, five circles of spirit rings rose from under his feet, and a layer of golden hair burst out. His right hand was immediately in front of his forehead.

With a crisp sound of "Dang", the Kingfisher collided with his palm and bounced up, but it quickly flashed to the other side and attacked Qian Lei again.

The person in charge of dispatching spirit beasts is obviously very experienced. From Qian Lei's figure, it can be seen that this is a spirit master who is good at strength, at least his body is not that flexible. The flexibility and aggressiveness of the Emerald Devil Bird are extremely strong among the soul beasts.

The emerald devil bird that Qian Lei summoned in the past was far inferior to the one in front of him. The shape of this ten thousand year emerald devil bird looked similar to the one he summoned at the beginning, but its body was more transparent. It is generally carved from jadeite. The speed is extremely fast, and it can constantly change the direction of the attack against the inertia. For a while, Qian Lei is in a hurry, and a pair of big hands constantly protect his vital points. He also didn't dare to bet on whether his defensive power could withstand the attack of the Emerald Devil Bird, and for a while, he fell into a disadvantage.

Lan Xuanyu, who was watching the battle, also became solemn. The spirit beasts appeared in such an arrangement, not only did the spirit beasts become stronger and stronger, but more importantly, they were too targeted. Qian Lei didn't even dare to fully unfold Jin Beamon's figure now. His body was too big, and it was even more difficult for him to defend.

In this way, it is too difficult for them to obtain thirty-three victories.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden change in the field. .

Qian Lei blocked the attack of the Emerald Demon Bird with his left hand, and bounced the Emerald Demon Bird away, but his palm was slightly swollen. The fleshy palms are a little unbearable.

But at this time, Qian Lei remained calm, and his right hand suddenly made a seemingly meaningless swing.