Chapter 157 Nangong Aotian fights Baili Changfeng

He Bing saw Li Changfeng rushing towards him again. At this time, the energy in his body was a little chaotic, so he quickly retreated, trying to adjust to the discomfort in his body, and at the same time repair the damage to the Dou Qi armor just now.

Of course, Li Changfeng would not let He Bing recover so easily. His speed had increased to the limit and he was charging towards He Bing.

He Bing was pursued without delay by Li Changfeng. Not only could He Bing not be able to recover the somewhat chaotic energy in his body faster, but he was also expediting the consumption of fighting energy. What made it even more difficult for him to accept was that everyone in the arena was watching him being beaten by a king-level warrior.

Senior warriors were running around chasing after him.

"Hi." He Bing felt depressed and shouted loudly, ignoring the chaotic energy in his body. He suddenly stopped and tried his best to gather his fighting spirit. He picked up the sword in his hand and struck Li Changfeng head-on.

Seeing that He Bing's sword was still very powerful, Li Changfeng did not dare to neglect at all. The knife in his hand had already struck hard against He Bing's sword. The movements of both of them were as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder.

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"Boom." The moment the swords and swords intersected, a burst of energy collision sound came from the place where the swords and swords intersected.

He Bing was shocked by Li Changfeng's blow and took three or four steps back. The energy disorder in his body did not intensify. Knowing that the energy of Li Changfeng's sword was not very strong, he felt relieved.

After Li Changfeng slashed the knife, he was also shocked and took three or four steps back. However, he did not hesitate at all. When the dragon scale knife became longer and longer, Li Changfeng once again raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at the person not far away.

He Bing rushed over again.

Seeing his opponent charging towards him again, He Bing felt angry. He also shouted loudly and raised his sword to face him without any fancy. He wanted to use this sword to regain his lost dignity.

He Bing's sword has condensed all the fighting spirit in his body that he can currently gather. His strength is already equivalent to 80% of his usual strength.

"Boom" collided again, and the two of them stepped back four or five steps at the same time. They were both out of breath for a while. But at this time, He Bing was very shocked. The fighting spirit in his body was now so chaotic that he could not control it.

The trauma caused by the first confrontation with Li Changfeng has gradually become irrepressible.

Li Changfeng took a few steps back and then stopped quickly. Without any hesitation, Li Changfeng shouted and rushed forward again. The knife in his hand struck He Bing hard again. With a sense of indomitable domineering.

The three-meter-long dragon scale knife struck directly from the air with a cold blade light.

At this time, it was too late for He Bing to dodge. He had no choice but to ignore the injuries in his body and concentrated all his energy in the hope of blocking Li Changfeng's sword.

Although He Bing blocked Li Changfeng's knife this time, he felt that his blood was boiling, and a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out of his mouth. He Bing's face suddenly turned pale. He had already suffered some internal injuries at this time, and the fighting spirit in his body was also somewhat

It was out of control. The condensed fighting spirit armor now became looming, as if it was about to disappear.

But at this time, Li Changfeng was not affected. He did not even take a step back. He saw He Bing retreating again. Without a moment's pause or forward, the three-meter-long dragon scale knife in his hand struck again with an indomitable aura.

To He Bing who was still retreating.

The blade of Li Changfeng's sword did not attack He Bing's body. However, the energy contained in the blade had already hit He Bing's body like thunder.

"Boom." Before He Bing could resist this time, he was blasted away by the scorching energy storm brought by Li Changfeng's sword. He suddenly fell to the ground far away with blood spurting from his mouth. The long sword in his hand was no longer there.

Know where it went.

All the colleges watching in the audience were shocked. They never imagined that an eighth-level king could defeat an opponent with a junior martial arts level like this. They would never have believed this before, but the facts before them told them that this was all true.

It really exists.

The referee on the stage was also very shocked. It can be said that the difference in strength in this fight was not small. However, he did not expect that Li Changfeng actually won. In addition to winning in his fighting skills, he also won in his calmness and mind. He Bing...

Of course, the powerful Wu Zun can feel the secret of a move, but even though he can feel it, he has not come up with such a way to break it. Of course, with his strength, such vortex energy will have no effect on him.

After defeating He Bing, Li Changfeng was also called down by Liu Dingguo after Suzaku's last martial spirit came on the scene. At this time, Li Changfeng also consumed a lot of energy. After all, he had been chased for so long. At that time, he still had to maintain the energy on the sword, which was already consumed.

It was very big, and later he used Thunder Shock Nine Heavens again. At this time, Li Changfeng was already a little weak.

The last scene was left to Nangong Aorantian.

When Nangong Aotian walked onto the stage, everyone in the audience was shocked again. They couldn't imagine that a sixth-level Martial King dared to challenge a martial spirit at this time. Although this martial spirit only had a first-level strength.

"Nangong Aotian" ignored the surprised sounds in the audience, Nangong Aotian introduced himself.

"A Hundred Miles Long Wind" The martial arts expert who came up from Suzaku looked at Nangong Aotian and said, "I have heard your name for a long time, but I just don't know if you are really that powerful."

"You'll know after you try it." Nangong Aotian said casually.

"Even if you fail, I still admire you. At least you dare to challenge a warrior who is much stronger than myself. I don't think I have such courage." Baili Changfeng said coldly and arrogantly.

"Haha, we won't know who wins and who loses until we fight." Nangong Aotian said with a smile.

When the referee saw that both of them were ready, he announced the start of the fight. At this time, he was very much looking forward to the fight. Because he really couldn't think of why Nangong Aotian should win. But he seemed to think that Nangong Aotian was very good.

May win. This feeling is very strange. It seems that the aura emanating from Nangong Aotian has indicated that Nangong Aotian will definitely win at this time.

Nangong Aotian really wants to try his best this time. Of course, he will not use the Aotian Sword. He will not use spiritual power, nor will he use the special abilities on his wrist guards. He hopes that with his fighting spirit, he can truly compete with the people in front of him.

Let Wu Ling have a good fight.

When he walked onto the stage, Nangong Aotian had already adjusted his state and entered a state. The state of the sword. It was already the state where the sword, man and sword merged into one. At this time, his heart was calm, and the subtle changes around him were all noticeable.

It was clearly reflected in my heart. At the same time, it exuded a very strange aura.

The powerful Wu Zun on the stage felt this aura. But he didn't understand what it was and how it was done. He only felt that Nangong Aotian at this time seemed to suddenly become a little unpredictable. It seemed that Nangong Aotian at this time

The sky is like a lake, but also like a gust of wind. But at this time, Nangong Aotian still exudes an aura.

A domineering spirit, a domineering spirit that only a superior person can emerge through years of accumulation.

Looking at Nangong Aotian on the battlefield and Avril in the audience, Liu Mengying's eyes were filled with intoxication. Even Ren Feier looked at Nangong Aotian in a daze at this time, feeling a little confused in her heart.

"This is the true realm of swordsmanship. As expected, it is not comparable to the realm of people like us. This kind of realm will only appear after reaching the Martial Saint. I didn't expect that this kid has reached it now. My realm is also at this time.

It's just on par with him. It seems that the Tianxin Jue is really a unique cultivation method through the ages. But fortunately, I can be considered good at it." In a very dark place under the battlefield, Xiang Tianming stood there quietly, watching.

Nangong Aotian was standing on the stage, with admiration and joy in his eyes.

Looking at Nangong Aotian's appearance, Baili Changfeng suddenly felt a kind of pressure in his heart. It seemed that Nangong Aotian was so high that he could not compete with him at all. This feeling was very clear but somewhat inexplicable.

He was very shocked. When Baili Changfeng heard the referee say that the fight had begun, he quickly took four or five steps back, widening the distance between him and Nangong Aotian. At the same time, he held the long sword in his hand across his chest. Fighting Qi

It had already condensed into golden armor. At the same time, he began to gather his fighting spirit crazily. Only then did the depression in his heart ease a little.

Looking at Baili Changfeng's cautiousness in front of him, Nangong Aotian didn't feel proud at all. There was still a faint smile on his face. He looked outstanding, yet very elegant.

Holding the seventh-grade spiritual weapon sword in his hand, Nangong Aotian began to gather his fighting spirit. At this time, he did not use Lei Zhenjiutian. The speed of his gathering fighting spirit became several times faster after entering the realm of the sword. So he did not want to

He uses Thunder Zhen Jiutian from the beginning. He can use many fighting skills, both earth level and heaven level.

Seeing that Nangong Aotian, who was standing not far away from him, had already taken out the knife in his hand. Baili Changfeng did not want to wait until Nangong Aotian had completely condensed his fighting spirit before taking action. He was also there in the previous battles.

Look and think about it. At this time, he no longer had any contempt for Nangong Aotian.

Quickly gathering his fighting spirit, Baili Changfeng rushed towards Nangong Aotian. At the same time, the sword pierced Nangong Aotian not far away with golden light.

Just when the sword was about to stab Nangong Aotian, Baili Changfeng discovered that Nangong Aotian was no longer there, and what he stabbed was actually the afterimage of Nangong Aotian.

"His speed is actually so fast. It's much faster than what I saw him fighting before." Baili Changfeng was shocked. At this time, he could already feel a sharp sword wind behind him.

He slashed towards his waist.

You quickly took two steps forward with your body, and took a step diagonally at the same time. Baili Changfeng quickly turned around and was already facing Nangong Aotian head-on again.

Nangong Aotian was not surprised to see Baili Changfeng dodge his sword sweep. Wu Ling's speed was already very fast. Baili Changfeng in front of him seemed to be good at speed. Nangong Aotian avoided his own blow like this.

Aotian was not surprised.

The Glimpse of Light movement technique was deployed again. Just when Baili Changfeng had just stood firm, Nangong Aotian swung his sword towards Baili Changfeng again.

Baili Changfeng quickly took half a step back again, and then the long sword in his hand moved towards Nangong Aotian's sword with golden sword light. In his mind, Nangong Aotian's fighting energy was definitely not as strong as his own, so

I just want to confront someone head-on.

Seeing Baili Changfeng's sword facing the long knife in his hand, Nangong Aotian flipped his wrist. The sweeping sword suddenly stopped and turned into a straight thrust, targeting Baili Changfeng's waist, which happened to be Baili Changfeng.

The wind is the blind spot of the sword.
Chapter completed!