The Supreme Realm of Fighting Break

Chapter 881 Ancient Forging Saint Wind Spirit Son ([-])
Everyone finally managed to catch Feng Lingzi's movement trajectory.In fact, it wasn't that Feng Lingzi's speed was unbelievably fast, and that Xiao Yan and Zi Ying's speed were also extremely fast, but that every step of his was landed in the gap between the crowd's attacks with incomparable precision.These gaps are the difference in the sequence of attacks caused by the different shooting speeds of the people. This sequence difference is very subtle, and it is extremely difficult to catch it under the surging fighting spirit, but it can be made up in an instant with the attack speed of the six-star Doudi. To pass through it, the difficulty is no less than that of seeing a needle.

But Feng Lingzi just did it, and he seemed to be calm in his gestures, as if he just did it casually, which shocked everyone.

But this is not the time to marvel, the safety of the storm is at stake, and everyone chases Feng Lingzi at full speed.

'Damn it!This Feng Lingzi's movement skills are too terrifying! Seeing Feng Lingzi suddenly passing through the two lines of defense and approaching him, Feng Feng's face turned a little pale.At this time, the hurricane vortex above his head has not yet fully formed, so it is impossible to cause much damage to Feng Lingzi.

"Ziying, you guys find a way to stop him, I'm almost done!" 'The eyes of the storm that couldn't get away were full of madness, desperately instilling fighting spirit into the hurricane vortex.

'The control of the wind is not weak, but this kind of fighting skill that has been wasted for too long is too tasteless. Feng Lingzi approached rapidly while commenting.

'Is it really going to fall short? Seeing that Feng Lingzi was getting closer, Feng Feng was very unwilling.

Just at this moment, countless phantoms transformed in mid-air, and Ziying's figure condensed a few steps in front of Feng Lingzi, the sharp blade in his hand flashed cold lights one after another, stabbing at Feng Lingzi like a storm.

Feng Lingzi still had his hands behind his back, Ziying's sharp blade always brushed against his clothes and stabbed him while his figure was shaking.

This made Xiao Yan, who was chasing after him like a stream of light, feel chills. Nine Star Doudi's realm was too high. Even if he suppressed his fighting spirit, his strength was still far beyond everyone's expectations.

Although she couldn't stab it, Ziying couldn't let Feng Lingzi pass by. Just when Feng Lingzi was about to pass her, she cast her ice and snow domain.

Water mist suddenly appeared around Feng Lingzi, and immediately turned into white cold air. The temperature of one space dropped sharply, and even the sand and rocks underground were covered with a thin layer of ice chips in an instant.Feng Lingzi's unrestrained pace suddenly faltered, as if he was stuck in mud.

'Something. Glancing at Ziying lightly, Feng Lingzi surged out waves of fighting energy from all over his body, and blasted fiercely in the ice and snow domain, one after another like huge waves hitting the shore, making the ice and snow There was a tremor in the domain, and it only lasted for less than half a breath before it collapsed.Feng Lingzi jumped out with a swish, and got a lot closer to the storm.

At this time, Xiao Yan hadn't made it in time, Ziying's blood surged because the ice and snow domain was broken, and she could only watch Feng Lingzi approaching the storm.

With a few more breaths, the hurricane can be completely condensed and formed, but it can't be done now. In desperation, the storm can only press down with both hands unwillingly, launching a hurricane attack.In an instant, the hurricane vortex whizzed and shattered the wind and clouds in the sky, and rolled towards the approaching Feng Lingzi.

'The power is still a little bit worse. Feng Lingzi smiled half-smile, like irony, he raised his hand looking at the approaching hurricane, and then pointed his finger in the direction of the storm.

Following Feng Lingzi's finger, the lake water that had been calm all this time suddenly vibrated violently, as if being pulled by an invisible wind force, jets of water shot up, forming transparent jets of water that hung in the air like that. In mid-air, under the refraction of the light, it looks like a silver sword.

After the water sword was formed, Feng Lingzi opened his outstretched palm, and then squeezed it hard, and the sharp sword formed by the lake water was shot out like an arrow from the string, piercing the storm on the shore.At the same time, the figure of Feng Lingzi in the blood-colored battle robe was pulled up, and became light and light like red flying catkins, as if without the slightest weight. When the wind from the periphery of the hurricane was blown, he swayed out, taking advantage of the momentum of the hurricane. The periphery rotated along with the hurricane, like a ray of blood wrapped around the hurricane, easily defusing the storm's hurricane attack.

Storms are not easy.Facing the howling sword rain that stabbed at him, he hastily unleashed streaks of light blue-gold grudge, intertwining into wind shields in front of him. The sound of "噗噗" was endless, and the water swords all over the sky defeated the wind shield one by one, and continued to stab the storm with remaining momentum.Helpless, Feng Feng had no choice but to use his body skills like the wind to walk through the gap between the sword rain and dodge.

It's just that the storm is not good at melee combat. If it hadn't been able to sense the wind force brought by the water sword in advance by virtue of its compatibility with the wind, it might have been pierced by the water sword.

But still extremely embarrassed.When the rain of swords disappeared, the storm's clothes were already in tatters, the blood in his body was surging, his steps were staggering, his face was pale, and he was panting like a cow.

At this time, Xiao Yan and his group just arrived, Feng Feng hurriedly sat down cross-legged, and adjusted his breath with luck.

Looking at Feng Lingzi who was still spinning along the hurricane, Xiao Yan made a gesture, and everyone immediately gathered around the storm, spreading out in a semicircle, fully alert.

'Why not attack him? Xiao Zhan asked in a low voice unwillingly.

'If you don't want to, you can't. Xiao Yan stared coldly at the bloody ring outside the hurricane, and said in a helpless tone, "His eyesight and body skills are astonishingly strong, and now he is relying on the wind, if we attack him, he will have to bear the impact of the hurricane."If we break the hurricane and can't contain him, he won't have the shackles of the hurricane, and the storm alone here is very likely to be attacked by him. "

(End of this chapter)