Chapter 274

In Chapter 274, do you have martial spirits?

Even Yang Buyi, with a slight smile at the corners of his mouth and a slight twist of his beard, was very proud of his nephew and grandson. This was the best martial spirit ever produced by the Yang family in the past 20 years.

Han yu'er and others showed a worried look on their faces. Although Shen Yanbing's face was as usual, her little hand was gently clenched, which still exposed her mood.

Chen Feng sneered, "do you have a martial spirit?"

As soon as the voice fell, six continuous yellow lights flashed behind him, and the figure of Xiang Liu Wu's soul quietly emerged. At this time, XiangLiu Wu's soul has grown two heads, and his huge body is tens of meters long. Looking at it, it gives people a great sense of oppression.

"XiangLiu Wu soul is actually XiangLiu, the ancient demon God!"

"The Yellow level six is higher than Yang Jingtian's yellow level five!"

This time, the exclamation and shocking cry burst out of the crowd, which was bigger than the snowflake martial spirit of Yang Jingtian just now.

The onlookers' disciples were completely shocked. Snowflake Wu soul was already strong enough, but Liu Wu soul, the ancient demon God, was obviously better.

In the eyes of many people, there is a flash of deep jealousy. These two disciples who have just entered neizong are really great wizards! It's enviable to death.

And the appearance of the double headed Liu Wu soul even moved many neizong elders.

Like a treasure offering, old Xu smiled at the old man next to him, "how's it going? Is this boy I like good?"

The old man twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth and said faintly, "now it seems that the talent is still good, and the martial spirit is OK, but I just don't know how the fighting will is. On the way of martial cultivation, sometimes the will is even more important than the talent."

Xu Lao smiled and said, "just look down."

Yang Chao's laughter stopped abruptly, as if he had been cut in half, and his face showed embarrassment, shame and anger. He just said that Yang Jingtian's martial spirit was beyond Chen Feng's envy at all. Now Chen Feng's martial spirit appeared to be more powerful than Yang Jingtian's, which made his face as painful as a slap.

Chen Feng turned his head, with a sneering smile on his face: "elder, what do you think of this martial spirit? Can you see it? What about your nephew's martial spirit?"

Yang Chao looked bleak: "boy, you want to die."

Yang Buyi also flashed an unhappy color on his face. This disciple named Chen Feng was too rampant to advance or retreat.

Chen Feng said coldly, "can you be so arrogant and humiliate me at will, and I can't even talk back?"

"Where is so much nonsense?" Yang Jingtian snapped, "pick up my cold ice palm again!"

Say two palms push out, it is all over the sky palmprints, fluttering down. This time, with the blessing of his flying snow and dancing soul, the power of cold ice palm increased by at least 30%, and the number of palm prints also increased by 30%, making people unable to judge the truth at all. After this slap, the prestige is extremely great, making people feel irresistible.

Chen Feng roared and laughed. Another thunder drew his knife and cut out, or was it a fierce thunder cut? This time, he cut out nine knives in succession.

This time, Chen Feng didn't use the Dragon elephant Battle Secret, but the running Hunyuan one Qigong. With the support of Xiang Liu Wu soul, Hunyuan one Qigong ran frantically, with nine orifices and 81 cyclones rotating rapidly together. A huge amount of vigorous Qi surged in Chen Feng's body. At this moment, severe pain came from the meridians and orifices, which made Chen Fengyang still scream up to the sky.

However, his knife is more violent and powerful, as if it could split mountains. And the vigorous Qi of Hunyuan Qigong, which was like a knife and needle, increased the power of thunder chop. Chen Feng's nine knives split out one after another, and even directly broke Yang Jingtian's ice palm.

Chen Feng said with a loud smile, "Yang Jingtian, what else can you do? Make it one by one!"

There was a shadow in Yang Jingtian's eyes. Chen Feng's difficulty and strength were more than he expected. He thought he could solve the battle with ice palm, but now it seems completely impossible. There was a firmness in his eyes. I seem to have made up my mind.

He was silent and didn't say a word. It was cold ice palm again, and Chen Feng fought with fierce thunder.

And at the moment when Han Bing Zhang was chopped by the thunder, suddenly, a rose red bullet was thrown from Yang Jingtian's sleeve and hit Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was caught off guard and couldn't resist at all. The moment the pellet hit Chen Feng, everyone heard a loud bang next to their ears, and then they felt the flames on the pavement. Originally, it was cold as winter, but suddenly it became hot as summer, and many people's foreheads had been sweating.

It turned out that at the moment when the pellet hit Chen Feng, an extremely fierce flame broke out in the pellet, and Chen Feng was wrapped in it in an instant.

A huge fire appeared on the stage of life and death.

The ice on the stage has all melted, and even the ice and snow below are constantly melting. Although it is far away, people also feel a burst of heat. Looking at the fire, his eyes were filled with horror.