Chapter 53

The novice spiritual master is equivalent to the sea breaking cultivator of human beings. However, in terms of the degree of danger, there is no doubt that the novice spiritual master crushed the sea breaking friar.

Of course, this is only in terms of the degree of danger. As for the comparison of real combat power, the key lies in the control of their own strength by both sides.

The dangerous degree of a psychiatrist is the most terrible of all professions, but it does not mean that a psychiatrist must be stronger than a spiritual friar of the same level.

However, there is no doubt that the powerful advantage of Yin Jiutian's strength in opening up the sea disappeared after Qin Feng exposed his spiritual power, and even fell behind.

He didn't care about the changes of people's expressions. Qin Feng smiled faintly and looked at the water polo that changed freely in the palm of his hand. It seemed that after his spiritual power turned into shape, his control of the power of water was more arbitrary.

He looked at the Yin nine days, and his spiritual power condensed a big hand above. Qin Feng looked at it, but his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Doesn't it mean that his spiritual power is invisible? How can there be a real body?

"You've just broken through to the first grade psychiatrist. It's difficult to control your mental power freely. You need to be proficient slowly," said magic eye.

Hearing the speech, Qin Feng knew that it was so.

He looked at Yin Jiutian, smiled and immediately patted Yin Jiutian with his big hand turned into spiritual force.

Yin Jiutian gave a big drink, and his whole body was surging with spiritual power. He also condensed a big hand to meet Qin Feng's spiritual hand.

Boom!

The two big hands collided in mid air. In an instant, an amazing air wave swept away, making all the people on the stage embarrassed to avoid. Even Xiao Yun's three faces were dignified.

The three looked at each other with a helpless smile. They were a little weaker than them. Now they have to avoid the aftermath of the battle.

"Qin Feng is really amazing." long Zhan shook his head again and again, with a strong admiration in his tone.

There is no doubt that Qin Feng's spiritual power is more amazing than the Yin nine days forcibly broken through with bihaidan.

"But even so, Yin Jiutian can't be underestimated. With the improvement of his strength, he may be able to use the secret war skills that he couldn't use." Xiao Yun's eyes twinkled and whispered, "and Qin Feng has just broken through to the first spiritual master. Without talent teaching in this field, he may not be able to control his spiritual power like an arm."

"I'm afraid the position of the first strong family came into being in these two people," Su Qin said.

"I hope Qin Feng can win," long Zhan said with a smile.

Xiao Yun looked at him in surprise and said, "didn't you help Yin Jiutian before?"

Long Zhan rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "is that what I can control?"

Xiao Yun also smiled, turned to Qin Feng and said, "you're right. Compared with Yin nine days, at least Qin Feng is more honest."

The spiritual hand and the spiritual hand dissipated at the same time in the confrontation. Qin Feng looked, but he didn't find the shadow of Yin Jiutian.

Glancing around, Qin Feng smiled faintly and whispered, "is there any advantage in speed in front of the spiritual master?"

The voice fell, and the mental power diffused. He was monitoring the area of ten meters. Any power within this range would be detected by him for the first time.

So Qin Feng didn't move. He just waved his hand violently. A spirit dagger appeared and stabbed one side hard.

Boom!

The void rippled for a while, and the body shape of Yin Jiutian flashed out. He stared at Qin Feng gloomily and changed his position again.

On the battle platform, the shadow of Yin Jiutian continued to flash, and the remnants of Taoism emerged, while Qin Feng stood still.

Polar motion is in sharp contrast to polar stillness.

Around Qin Feng, the body shape of Yin Jiutian constantly appears, and each appearance must be accompanied by the violent rippling of space, which is caused by their fight.

People stared blankly. Such a battle was a bit boring, but the danger was great. If there was no left, they would be seriously injured or even fall.

After fighting with Yin Jiutian for a while, Qin Feng became familiar with the soaring spiritual power. His mind moved, and three spiritual blades emerged, roaring and stirring around him, as if he could tear the space and show unparalleled sharpness.

Qin Feng controlled the spirit blade and began to attack Yin Jiutian, forcing him to show his form.

Brush!

A spirit blade tore the air and burst out, followed by a muffled sound, and the Yin nine days quickly retreated.

The second spiritual blade came, and the complexion of the Yin nine days changed. The spiritual power surged out of the body and scattered it.

The third spiritual blade appeared and stabbed the back of Yin Jiutian.

"Go away!"

Yin Jiutian roared, turned around suddenly, and blew out a fist, which aroused the spirit power. Break up the third spiritual blade.

Whew!

At this time, five waning moons emerged, held by five big spiritual hands and photographed him.

Yin Jiutian gave a loud shout, and the spirit burst out and took the blow.

"Spirit power attack is invalid for me." Yin Jiutian said coldly.

Qin Feng smiled faintly. He was just nine pulse spiritual power. He really didn't pose any threat to Yin Jiutian. He said, "really? Then try this move!"

As soon as the voice fell, a huge transparent fist emerged. As soon as it appeared, the air burst.

"Fist of spirit!"

The face changed greatly in the Yin nine days. The five fingers clenched their fists. The spiritual power quickly gathered and then burst out.

"Dijue war skill, ape fist!"

With his blow out, a slightly fuzzy ape arm appeared, which coincided with his arm. Suddenly, the fist front soared and a fist light was emitted.

Boom!

A shocking collision, Qin Feng and Yin Jiutian retreated a few steps at the same time.

Qin Feng stabilized his body and narrowed his eyes. The blow was even, which made him quite dissatisfied. The spiritual master was much more dangerous than the practitioners of the same level. He can't crush Yin for nine days.

"Spiritual power is the power that all monks know. No matter what realm breakthrough is, it is easier to control than the breakthrough of spiritual power." the magic eye said the reason: "the strength of a spiritual master lies in its high risk coefficient. You can't fully understand the spiritual power now."

Qin Feng nodded. In that case, he asked Yin Jiutian to temper him!

The battle continued, and they were still fighting. Countless people were boiling with blood and shouted excitedly.

"I feel almost," Qin Feng said. He was going to end the battle.

The devil eye smiled and said to himself, "it's really worthy of which family."

Qin Feng looked solemn and his spirit swept out and turned into a huge long gun. At the tip of the gun, the air rippled violently, and an unspeakable sharp air filled the air.

Yin Jiutian's heart and hair were cold. He madly urged his spiritual power to exercise ape Tongquan again.

Roar!

The Yin nine days blew out with a fist, and the spiritual power surged out. It seemed that there was an ape cry.

At the same time, Qin Feng's spirit spear also stabbed hard, cut through the sky, and hit the fist light heavily,

The two deadlocked for a while. Among the many frightened voices and the changing eyes of Yin Jiutian, the spirit spear pierced the fist light, and then blasted away at Yin Jiutian.

Poop!

Yin Jiutian's body faltered and retreated. There was a blood hole in his shoulder, and blood came out.

"Have you avoided the key?" Qin Feng's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his hand, another spiritual long gun flashed out.

Yin nine days, his face changed wildly and quickly regressed.

Aware of Qin Feng's killing intention, Yin Jiutian suddenly shouted, "I recognize it."

"It's late."

Yin Jiutian just opened his mouth and a cold voice suddenly appeared in his ears. He turned his head hard and felt cold to the cold sight of Shang Qin Feng.

"I said you would die!"

Yin Jiutian raised his head in horror. In his pupils, he reflected a dense spiritual blade and the spiritual spear that pierced everything.