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The flames used are different, and the power is naturally completely different.

The grade of True Yang's fire is not low, and it has a strong lethality against evil things. Even if it is used for fighting, it is several times stronger than ordinary flames.

"hiss"

Everyone in the audience gasped, being quite frightened by Xu Feng's methods.

Especially the Lord and the others, it was the first time they saw Xu Feng make a move, and this move could tell the strength of the exercises he practiced.

After all, if it weren't for the high-grade skills, it would be impossible to beat Wang Qingzhi, but if Xu Feng was stronger, Wang Qingzhi might die under that palm.

"Haha... What a pity! What a pity..."

Wang Qingzhi laughed loudly and looked at Xu Feng mockingly.

He was indeed frightened just now, but Xu Feng was still too weak after all, if he could reach the seventh level of Restoration Realm, then that palm alone could seriously injure him.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in this world. Xu Feng's strength is only at the second level of Yangxi Realm, so he is destined to be impossible to defeat himself.

"I'll give you a chance, give me your kung fu, and I can let you win." Wang Qingzhi's eyes glowed with blazing light, and his greed made him completely let go of himself.

Images are meaningless, only powerful exercises are the things that really need to be paid attention to.

He warned Xu Feng with his divine sense, in order to deceive others, so as not to lose the ground. Now that Xu Feng is powerless to fight anymore, his proposal is good for Xu Feng.

"hehe"

Xu Feng didn't speak, just stood up straight and smiled.

No matter where it is, there are many people like Wang Qingzhi, who are glamorous in front and ugly in back, and will do anything for profit.

Cultivation techniques are extremely important for monks, especially in such a big environment as the human world, a powerful technique means that a powerful family can be raised.

"If you want it, you can get it yourself!"

Xu Feng was very upset with the other party's expression of "I'm sure of you".

It is true that strength cannot be improved so easily, but he encountered such a thing only because he was involved in such right and wrong.

I will give it, do you dare to take it?
"Send you on your way!"

Seeing that Xu Feng didn't show face, Wang Qingzhi killed him with a cold face.

Water-type skills are not good at attacking, but they are not without attacking spells either. Wang Qingzhi raised his hand and summoned a huge number of water arrows.

This is similar to the fireball technique performed by Xu Feng, and it is not too advanced a spell.

"puff"

A blood hole appeared on Xu Feng's thigh, and the blood stained his pants.

Obviously, Wang Qingzhi didn't intend to kill Xu Feng directly, he was just a warning, if Xu Feng still refused to give in, he would definitely kill him.

Frowning, the pain made Xu Feng somewhat uncomfortable, but it was only for a moment, and the injured position quickly recovered automatically.

The cultivators in the Restorative Realm disperse the aura throughout the body to nourish the body, in order to allow the body to obtain a strong recovery ability and change the physique.

Now, the automatic recovery of the body undoubtedly shows that Xu Feng's physique has been greatly improved.

"it is good"

The sound of mountain torrents and tsunamis resounded through the sky, and the people of Jialou Kingdom finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That arrogant Xu Feng, who played around with the young monks in Jialou Kingdom, lost his previous arrogance and arrogance, and was like a bereaved dog who might die at any time.

This is what they want to see.

"Xu Feng, what the hell are you doing?"

Yu Xiu's voice sounded in Xu Feng's mind, he was worried whether Xu Feng was going to lose.

Completing the mission was his main purpose. He didn't care about Xu Feng's life or death. There was nothing wrong with Xu Feng's choice just now, but now that Xu Feng was about to lose, he was naturally very anxious.

"Don't worry."

Xu Feng replied and stood up again.

The attack just now really surprised him, Wang Qingzhi actually thought that threatening his life would make him subdue, isn't he stupid!
"Next time, I won't miss it again."

Wang Qingzhi's face was full of confidence, as if Xu Feng's life and death were already under his control.

A monk without aura is a living target. His water arrows can pierce through Xu Feng's head at any time. The feeling of controlling other people's life and death makes him want to stop.

"is it?"

With a grin, Xu Feng threw out something with his hands.

It was a thin golden thing, translucent like a cicada's wing, but it flew around like a streamer, and it was impossible to catch its traces.

When Wang Qingzhi felt a warning sign and his scalp was numb, the golden flying knife was already in front of him, and a scorching breath rushed towards his face.

"boom"

The sudden burst of jet tail flames pushed the throwing knife forward, like a rocket lifted off into the sky.

The explosive power at that moment surpassed Wang Qingzhi's perception. He seemed to smell the breath of death. At this moment, the scene of his own death appeared in his mind.

That's right, this was the monk's intuition, he knew that this blow was enough to kill him.

"Mysterious Water Shield"

It was too late to say it, and Wang Qingzhi subconsciously cast a defensive spell.

It was a tortoise shell shield like basalt, with a faint blue light that blocked Xu Feng's "Mie Shen Knife". However, when this kind of defense was boosted by the explosive power of the flame, it was like tofu hitting a stone. .

"puff"

Without any suspense, the golden flying knife passed through the Xuanshui shield and flew past Wang Qingzhi's ear.

The scorching breath left a scorched mark on his face, and at the same time cut a hole in his shoulder, and the green smoke curled up and emitted bursts of meaty smell.

The Mie Shen Knife continued unabated, and flew straight to the edge of the stand, where there were many ordinary monks, facing this lightning-fast flying knife, they could not dodge at all.

"Boom"

The dull sound spread in all directions, and the flame contained in the Mie Shen Knife exploded.

The rising flames formed a mushroom cloud, swallowing everything around them, and everyone's eyes were only the dazzling flames from the flame explosion.

After the eyes got used to the excessively strong light, everyone still hadn't recovered from the tinnitus, but what they saw was a piece of fiery red magma.

And, the bishop who was originally in charge of the referee, with a stern face, held the Mie Shen Dao in his right hand, which was less than one centimeter away from his research.

"..."

A drop of cold sweat fell on the bishop's forehead, and it was only a little bit that everyone here would be turned into charred corpses.

The power of this throwing knife is very strong, and it contains the aura of a monk in the pregnant spirit state. A monk who is stronger than him must defend with all his strength, which shows how terrifying the attack just now is.

"Oh...why did you miss the shot?"

After snapping his fingers, Xu Feng covered his face and wailed.

Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he was not satisfied with the blow just now. He made no secret of the strength of his aura at this time, which turned out to be the first-level strength of the pregnant spirit realm.

"how is this possible?"

Everyone, including Wang Qingzhi, looked at Xu Feng in disbelief.

His strength suddenly skyrocketed to a level?
"gollum"

The sound of swallowing saliva was heard, and many people were dripping with cold sweat.

From the beginning to the end, Xu Feng never showed his real strength. He was always stealing and playing tricks. His purpose of doing this was to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, so that Wang Qingzhi could be killed with one blow at a critical moment.

Where did the blow just now miss, it was clearly intentional!
Wang Qingzhi had to thank Xu Feng for not killing him, otherwise Archbishop Wang Yao would have sent a white-haired man to a black-haired man!