But Li Feng is not ready to consume with Xue Hanfeng like this.
He is really confident that he will finish the close-up before Xue Hanfeng breaks his Dharma phase.
But now he is facing the same dilemma as the previous xuehanfeng - he needs to win the battle as fast as possible and save spiritual power to meet the next challenge.
The war of attrition is his most taboo.
So, while the distance was a little closer, Li Feng looked like a golden Gang, opened his mouth towards Xuehan peak and gave a dull roar.
The double headed lion Dharma shrouded in him was an action with him, opening his mouth and roaring.
The roar of the lion moves the mountains and rivers, and the sound waves are tangible and qualitative. Circle after circle of golden yellow ripples spread out, just like big waves, covering the sky and earth, and the roaring of the earth and earth, making the soul of the contact want to go out of the body.
This is Yuanshen attack!
What's more terrible is that this is a huge Canyon small world. In this terrain, the cliffs on both sides are echo walls. The sound waves will only reverberate continuously, not overflow, which is equivalent to a 30% increase in power out of thin air
Xuehanfeng's vigilance suddenly rose, and a layer of frost quietly appeared on his Yuanshen.
How could a friar like him not have the means of Yuanshen defense?
Wave!
The sound wave intruded into the spirit of the snow cold peak and hit the layer of frost.
The sound of ice cracking echoed in his mind after a few breaths.
Under the continuous sound wave impact, that layer of frost turned directly into powder!
Then, the deafening roar of the lion invaded his yuan God, making him a brief loss.
This is the secret technique of FA Xiang developed by Li Feng. It is the real lion roaring skill, specializing in the yuan God.
He knew that xuehanfeng had fought three wars in succession, and his divine knowledge must be in a lot of deficit, so he applied the medicine to the case, and sure enough, the effect was quite good.
In the absence of xuehanfeng, Li Feng moved forward again. When he was hundreds of feet away from xuehanfeng, he had already cut off the long knife in his hand.
Shua Shua!
There is a peerless drill that appears at the blade, and an extremely powerful lethality spreads out from it.
This practice suddenly broke away from the long knife in Li Feng's hand, tore the air, and poured wildly towards the snow cold peak, just like a long river.
A long river composed of Dao gang.
A wisp of knife Gang passed over the snow cold peak's face and immediately brought a blood mark.
There are hundreds of Daogang rivers behind.
It's terrible.
Just when Xuehan peak was about to be submerged by Daogang River, a light flashed and wiped all Daogang away.
Then, the Lingguang of erasing Dao gang did not disperse, but turned around and divided into two sections, shrouded Xue Hanfeng and Li Feng and took them away together.
The two appeared outside the mountain and sea pillar.
"In the 15th battle, Zhongtian won." the green eyebrow king stood in front of them and announced faintly.
There is only one person left in the eastern region.
A little regretful color flashed in the snow cold peak's eyes.
If it were not for being in the canyon world that is most suitable for sound wave attack, and if it were not for the fact that the previous three wars consumed too much divine knowledge, he would not have been so easily attacked.
But he didn't say much.
Failure is failure, and no amount of reason is meaningless.
He walked back to the team in the eastern region, came to the only remaining sword monk in the eastern region who had not been eliminated, and said only one sentence, "just try your best."
Xi Xiang nodded and said, "just try your best."
The defeat of the big match was not a matter of the disciples' ability, and he didn't want his disciples to bear too much psychological burden.
…………
Li Feng, like the previous snow cold peak, is seizing the time to recover.
The two hours passed in a flash. When Li Feng opened his eyes, it represented the 16th battle of martial arts, which was already imminent.
The sword Xiu of the last sword sect stood out slowly with his head held high.
Even if the sword sect is out, it must stand out.
In this last battle, they are still ready to take the initiative to challenge, even if they know they will lose.
I hope there are not too many negative emotions such as frustration and anger.
By now, he has been really calm, not pretending to pose.
In this case, the sword sect has done well enough and even dragged the Zhongtian domain into the water.
But, after all, I'm still a little unwilling, alas
The disciples of Jianzong stepped forward firmly, and he was full of thoughts in his heart. Suddenly, the messenger sword symbol hanging around his waist moved, and subconsciously, he put his divine consciousness into it.
Soon, the old Jian Xiu of the sword sect seemed to have received some unexpected news, and his face suddenly changed.
Xi Xiang quickly stopped the disciple who was about to challenge, "wait a minute."
The last sword sect disciple turned his head and looked at Xi Xiang with a confused face. He didn't understand what his martial uncle meant.
"What's the situation?" the original or gloating or indignant war watching monks also wondered when they found the changes on the field, "is it the sword sect's advice?"
"We friars in the eastern regions will not be counselled!" the war watching friars in the eastern regions immediately retorted with dissatisfaction.
"Then how did he..."
"Lu Qingshan in the eastern region challenges the middle heaven region."
At this time, a loud voice came from a distance, interrupting the discussion of the monks watching the war.
At the same time, a sword light flashed outside the heart cultivation platform, went straight into the heart cultivation platform and fell in front of the friars in the eastern region.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, the sword light slowly dispersed and finally turned into a young figure.
It was a man who looked a little haggard, but looked very handsome.
The male monk who rushed into the heart cultivation platform seemed to have a magical magic, which made the war monks who had just stirred up converge a lot. Even many friars Huang bang in the heart cultivation platform also focused their eyes on the figure.
Maybe someone didn't know this man, but after hearing his words when he entered the hall, he immediately reflected his identity.
Huang ranked third, and Lu Qingshan was the "best swordsman.".
There are many rumors about him.
Born in the grass roots, he became famous in one fell swoop by discussing Taoism in the seven regions, and won the first prize with Jindan cultivation.
When he joined the sword sect and appeared in the eyes of the world a year later, he was already a monk Yuanying. Then he lost three swords to "blue wave sword" and first appeared on the Yellow list.
Then the rising trend was irresistible. In another six months, even in the temple of heavenly sin, in full view of the public, he defeated friar Luo Yu in the later stage of Lian Xu, so as to directly rank third in the Yellow list.
Some people say that in another ten years, the first place on the Yellow list will be easy for him. Others envy him and assert that he has insufficient stamina and is difficult to condense
Lu Qingshan is undoubtedly the most popular monk Yuanying in the past century. Although he disappeared for two years recently, his enthusiasm will not fade so easily for a while and a half,
In short, some people may disagree with Lu Qingshan, but how many monks have never heard of this name?
His arrival attracted the attention of all the monks present, and even made them forget to wonder why Lu Qingshan came at this time.
Lu Qingshan, who was late, slightly raised his eyes and glanced at Li Feng not far away. Then he turned around and looked at the ten monks who represented the eastern region to fight in the Taoist temple, as well as some complicated hopes.
A trace of apology flashed in his eyes before his blood had completely dispersed.
"Next, leave it to me."