Chapter 1142

Watching Qin Lang's burst of energy, Feng Xiaotian can't help but worry about his disciples.

Fengbu is his favorite disciple. No matter what, fengxiaotian can't let him suffer any damage. What's more, this competition is a bet between Qin Lang and fengxiaotian.

If you lose, fengxiaotian will face great losses.

After weighing the pros and cons, only to stop the fight, he suffered the least loss.

After all, if the game continues, the wind is likely to fall into the crisis of death, his bet will be invalid.

As a result, both fengxiaotian city and fengxiaotian himself will be greatly hit by all aspects.

But if you change your mind, if the match ends in a draw, fengxiaotian can deny it completely, and the loss will not be particularly great.

Suddenly, fengxiaotian stood up from his seat, and the soles of his feet continued to surge. It was obvious that he wanted to stop the game.

At this time, Xueer and master Zhang Tiancheng, who had been staring at him all the time, took the hand at the same time, and they directly blocked the front of the wind roaring sky.

After that, Mr. Zhang Tiancheng was full of sarcasm and said to Fengbing, "master of Fengcheng, where are you going? Didn't we agree before that no one can leave here in the final."

"Did you forget so soon?"

The voice just fell, and the two elders who had been following fengxiaotian suddenly shot.

Five people were standing at the front of the platform at the same time, and the whole atmosphere suddenly became tense.

In this case, many of the audience's eyes were also attracted.

In this regard, the wind whistling sky, which cherishes its own feathers, naturally can not let things go on like this.

Then, he waved to the two elders behind him, and said in a deep voice, "you two should step down. This request is made by me, and no one can violate it, including myself."

The irritable elder was also very unwilling to hear the city master say this.

"But..."

The elder hasn't finished, cold eyes from the wind roaring sky directly drink back him.

In this way, five people gradually returned to their seats.

Compared with the previous appearance, fengxiaotian is a different person now.

Tension filled his forehead.

At the moment, fengxiaotian can only watch the battle, but he can do nothing.

It's not too much to say that the situation on the field is changing.

Storms gather in the sky and a sea of blood surges on the ground.

The two have had countless frictions, but they never mean to start.

At this moment, both of them are waiting for their momentum to reach its peak.

Only in this way can the peak duel show his true charm.

I don't know when, a ray of light through the clouds.

Seeing the light, the wind and Qin Lang seem to be guided by something.

Their voices rang out at the same time.

"Wind sword"

"Shura blood god chop."

In a flash, wings appeared again behind the uneven wind. Compared with before, the wings were much smaller this time, and its purpose was more inclined to speed increase.

After all, the principle of fengshenjian is to rely on speed to generate strong force.

On the other hand, Qin Lang was squatting and absorbed all the blood gas of his whole body on the weapon that had already incarnated into Shura blood knife.

When the momentum reached the peak, Qin Lang showed a bow waist state, Shura blood knife aimed at the vertical landing of the wind uneven.

"Drink"

Two people at the same time to exert their unique skills, red and blue atmosphere will be the whole challenge arena apart.

The polarization is extremely obvious.

At first, the penetrating power of fengshenjian was very strong, and Qin Lang's red spirit was soon isolated.

Until the wind is uneven and close to Qin Lang about three meters.

The wind sword can't penetrate the waves.

For him, who is good at speed, long delay is a great disadvantage.

Qin Lang is optimistic about this opportunity.

Four eyes opposite each other, Qin Lang said to the wind in a cold voice: "is that the only strength you have?"There is a great irony between the words.

As the son of heaven, when Feng Ping was insulted like this, when he heard Qin Lang's words, all his Qi and blood burned.

I saw his teeth clenched, blood slowly seeped out from the corner of his mouth, after that, the wings behind the uneven wind burned quickly.

Pure strength gradually covered his body.

These forces come from the combustion of Qi and blood. From the trend, the advantage of uneven wind speed has been smoothed.

But even so, he did not have an advantage in the fight.

As a generation of pride, the wind is uneven, thinking of victory all the time, for failure, he himself is unacceptable.

Therefore, even if you bet on your own blood, you must break Qin Lang's attack.

In the process of blood gas burning, the uneven wind became better and better, and the air waves in front of Qin Lang were dispersed.

Gradually, the wind seems to be about to attack Qin Lang.

But he didn't expect that with the deepening of his body, the feeling of weakness came from his body.

At this point, he just realized that Qin Lang's attack had been premeditated.

He didn't choose to hit hard, but used the method of slowly consuming the wind.

The purpose of doing so is to arouse the desire to kill yourself.

Even a three-year-old knows that when people are angry, they usually make some unwise choices.

Fengbing chooses to burn blood gas, which is a piece of cake for Qin Lang, who has the ability to suck blood.

When the wind came over, Eliza was tightly wrapped around his body.

Don't say it's an attack, even if it's normal breathing, it's a little hard.

Slowly looking back, Feng Bu sees Eliza's smiling face.

Although this woman is good-looking, but for the wind is uneven, this face is the most annoying in his life.

In response, he yelled: "mean, you two despicable guys."

I heard that Qin Lang just sneered.

Then he said, "you are not tired of deceit. How can you blame us for your failure?"

"Blame your master for taking care of you since you were a child. You don't know anything about the evil in the world."

"I'll give you a good lesson today."

With that, Qin Lang suddenly increased the output of blood gas and murderous gas, and all the power accumulated in his body at this moment broke out.

"Boom"

A dark red light attacked the wind in that way.

The next moment, the wind sword is completely broken, the wind uneven half of the body is also engulfed by the red light.

As for the two wings behind him, it is the dark red light touch at the same time into a bubble.

After this battle, the wind is uneven, just like the end of the sword.