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Chapter 255 Fight! Double Artistic Conception

"Woooo..."

The incomparably shrill gust of wind roared unceasingly.

Countless extremely sharp wind blades are mixed in it.

With the strong wind, it swept towards Zhang Feibai.

Under the blessing of the extremely violent artistic conception of wind.

Wherever the strong wind passed, countless deep ravines suddenly appeared.

The solid rock is like tofu.

It shattered directly.

Facing such a terrifying blow.

Don't say it's a real alchemist.

Even the alchemy masters who have just entered the alchemy stage can only retreat for a while.

He didn't dare to show his sharpness at all.

But Zhang Feibai didn't care at all.

The face remained the same, extremely indifferent.

Watching helplessly, the gust of wind continued to approach rapidly.

At this time, he is fully aware of the artistic conception of the wind.

The artistic conception of this technique.

And sword intent boxing and the like.

There is a slight difference.

But in general, it is the same strength as first-level.

"Zhang Feibai! Don't die so easily, or it would be a pity!"

Looking at Zhang Feibai who was unmoved, Liu Mingfeng thought he was scared out of his wits.

There was an incomparably cold chill at the corner of his mouth.

to him.

Killing Zhang Feibai just like that would be too cheap for the other party.

Liu Mingfeng wanted him to know clearly.

During this period of time, how much torture I have suffered.

Right now this strike, although its power is very powerful.

But it wasn't his full blow.

And at the same time.

Blackie lurking in the shadows.

Taking advantage of Liu Mingfeng's focus on Zhang Feibai.

The petite figure suddenly flashed by.

In just a split second, the unconscious Chunyang Palace disciple was rescued.

Then, he quickly ran in the direction of Liu Ye Creek.

"call!"

Seeing that the strong wind is fast approaching.

Zhang Feibai also had to give up and continue to understand the plan.

This strike is somewhat threatening.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

Pure Spirit Power, mighty as the sea.

Slightly surge.

There is a terrifying power explosion.

In an instant, the autumn water floated up.

A strong light suddenly bloomed.

The extremely slender blade is good at facing the wind!

In an instant, it swelled into a giant blade hundreds of meters long!

In an instant, the cold and incomparably sharp edge swept out unscrupulously.

Cut the huge amount of air around.

That Liu Mingfeng's artistic conception of wind is certainly extremely powerful.

But compared to Zhang Feibai, it is still far behind.

There is no need to use the sword intent at all, he is sure to break it.

"Eight Desolation Returns to Origin Slash!"

The next moment, the giant blade transformed by the autumn water is as fast as lightning.

Suddenly towards the terrifying gust of wind, beheaded fiercely.

almost instantly.

The sharp edge of the long knife collided with the swift and violent wind.

Pooh!

Rumble!

With a deafening sound, it exploded suddenly.

In an instant, a terrifying shock wave swept out.

The surrounding towering trees collapsed in pieces.

Even the solid and heavy ground cannot withstand the impact.

Immediately, a deep pothole collapsed downward.

Just in the blink of an eye.

That tyrannical wind that breaks everything.

It was unexpectedly stopped by the long knife abruptly.

Even the artistic conception of wind suddenly exploded.

That only made the blade slightly stagnant.

Click!

There are ravines tens of meters deep.

Centered on the junction of the two forces.

Continuously spread outward.

"Well, isn't it good!"

Seeing this, Zhang Feibai was a little surprised.

He didn't expect Liu Mingfeng's windy mood.

It was able to block his knife.

However, this is of no use.

The majestic Spirit Power, spit out again.

Immediately, the light of autumn water bloomed again.

The edge on the knife suddenly became even more terrifying.

clank!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of knives.

The strong wind that was contending with it was cut in an instant.

Boom!

The terrifying gale was cut to pieces.

The wind blade contained in it also turned into fragments.

The blade of Qiushui, with its undiminished prestige, sank straight into the ground.

Suddenly, the ground continued to tremble violently.

A cut mark like a moat suddenly spread out.

"what?!"

Seeing this scene, Liu Mingfeng's pupils shrank slightly.

I couldn't help being a little shocked in my heart.

Although before doing it.

He had already overestimated Zhang Feibai's strength a lot.

But now I find that it is still a bit underestimated!

But even so.

Liu Mingfeng was still full of confidence.

After all, he is now a master of the eighth level of alchemy.

However, Zhang Feibai, who was in the real pill stage, is absolutely impossible to be his opponent.

"Struggle! Struggle hard!"

Come to yourself.

A pair of dark eyes stared at Zhang Feibai, Liu Mingfeng smiled lowly.

No matter what happens to Zhang Feibai today, he must be kept.

"Heavenly Devil Gale Wind Baikoe!"

The next moment.

A more terrifying aura suddenly emanated from him.

The majestic Spirit Power surged crazily.

woo woo...

The icy cold wind.

Appearing out of thin air again, a violent hurricane was formed in an instant.

Tiny ice crystals combined with the strong wind.

In an instant, countless wind needles as thin as cow hair appeared.

With the lock of the air machine.

This terrifying gale carried a heart-wrenching artistic conception.

It turned into a berserk green flood dragon.

With teeth and claws moving towards Zhang Feibai, he fiercely slaughtered him.

places along the way.

Countless rocks and trees were all torn to pieces.

There is even more terrifying frost spreading.

"The artistic conception of ice?!"

Feeling the terrifying power, Zhang Feibai was also a little surprised.

He hadn't thought of it at all.

Liu Mingfeng also comprehended the double artistic conception.

This is really surprising!

For a while, Zhang Feibai's interest became even stronger.

In the previous series of battles.

He can feel, own saber intent and fist intent.

It is already on the verge of going further.

Have a little more insight.

Zhang Feibai is confident that he can comprehend the sword and fist intentions to 20%.

If it goes well.

After this battle is over.

His comprehension of artistic conception can definitely be improved to a higher level.

However, now is obviously not the time to think about these things.

Watching the hurricane of ice that swept over.

The light in Zhang Feibai's eyes flashed.

This time, he intends to use Leifa to crack this strike.

Through previous fights.

Zhang Feibai's artistic conception of techniques.

How many have some insights.

Now is the time for confirmation.

from beginning to end.

He didn't even put Liu Mingfeng in one's eyes.

An alchemist who took a shortcut!

It's not worth Zhang Feibai to go to war at all.

If you don't want to study it, the artistic conception of the technique.

And there are also disciples of Chunyang Palace, next to each other.

In the first time, Zhang Feibai could kill him.

And now.

The severely injured Chunyang Palace disciple had already been rescued by Xiao Hei.

Wait for him to figure it out again, after the artistic conception of the technique.

That guy Liu Mingfeng can die!

Thoughts turn.

Pure and vast Spirit Power, with a slight puff.

The incomparably fiery energy and blood were stimulated.

Instantly.

A dazzling purple light burst out!