Douluo: My bluesilver grass is not serious

Yun Feng just made a simple movement, punched out both fists, and simultaneously hit the starting point of Feng Xiaotian's wings, his shoulders.

The moment he struck down, Feng Xiaotian's wings were integrated with his arms. This is also an important reason why his wing attack is so powerful.

Feng Xiaotian is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Seeing Yun Feng's fists coming, he also wanted to see how hard Yun Feng's body was.

The body adjusted slightly, and the shoulders contracted strangely, causing the sharpness of the wings to meet Yun Feng's huge fist.

With a bang, Feng Xiaotian's body rose into the sky. Yun Feng's hands were uninjured, and Feng Xiaotian was not injured due to the amplification of his second soul skill, Double Wolf Possession.

The pain that penetrated the bone marrow made Feng Xiaotian's eyes look strange. Was that really a hand?

He knew very well that under the attack of his wings when he performed thirty-six consecutive cuts, he had easily cut through a meter of granite.

Feng Xiaotian was knocked away, but Yun Feng still stood there calmly.

Thoughts passed through both of their minds like lightning.

Feng Xiaotian's attack would not stop, but Yun Feng still had no defense and allowed Feng Xiaotian to attack.

Feng Xiaotian, who took advantage of the force to fly up, did not reach the high altitude as the audience imagined. His body just turned around in the air, and his right wing was already chopped down again.

This time, Feng Xiaotian's single wing flashed in the air, constantly changing its trajectory.

Just to dodge Yun Feng's fists.

A hard fist does not mean a hard body.

If such a sharp blade as powerful as a guillotine fell on me, I'm afraid...

When Feng Xiaotian thought of this, there was a strong light in his eyes.

As long as he can defeat Yun Feng, Huo Wu may have a different view of himself!

And Yun Feng noticed Feng Xiaotian's eyes, still just staring at the falling wings quietly.

Just when the wings were less than one meter away from him, he raised his hands again and blasted them out at the same time.

With a bang, Feng Xiaotian flew up again with an incredible look in his eyes.

He couldn't figure out why Yun Feng was still able to find the position where his wings flew down despite his best efforts to control it. This was almost impossible.

How did he know that Yun Feng at this time was simply not comparable to an ordinary Soul King. Not to mention his wings and blades, Yun Feng was not afraid of even Soul Douluo.

Feng Xiaotian was surprised, and Yun Feng was also surprised, because he discovered that Feng Xiaotian's second slash fell, although it was only a single wing, but in fact, this blow was more powerful than the previous one.

Isn't this the youth version of the random cloak hammering method?

Tang San in the audience also noticed this scene and frowned slightly.

But nothing was said.

The battle between the two was not affected by the surprise in their hearts at all.

Feng Xiaotian's body rotated in mid-air, his wings struck downwards in a cycle, and he executed the third and fourth slashes.

Yun Feng also caught these two slashes with his own hands.

Facts have proved that Yun Feng's judgment was correct.

Feng Xiaotian's two attacks were each stronger than the other. Although the increase in strength was not large, they did have great potential.

When he thought of this, Yun Feng suddenly laughed. No one expected that he could laugh at such a time.

Facing such a strong attack, is this the confidence that belongs to the strong?

And if everyone remembered correctly, Feng Xiaotian had already said before that he had a total of thirty-six blows from the Wind Demon Wolf.

Judging from the current situation, Feng Xiaotian is not only increasing the power of his attacks, but also increasing the speed of his attacks.

Speed ​​is directly proportional to strength. The biggest feature of his self-created soul skill is to use speed and gravity to continuously enhance his attack power.

Yun Feng understood that although Feng Xiaotian was able to complete these thirty-six slashes, in the end, if he could really keep doing it, Feng Xiaotian's wings would probably be broken due to too much force.

If it were an ordinary person, coupled with such an increase, he might not be able to withstand his attack.

At this time, extremely terrifying sharp soul power had exploded around Feng Xiaotian's body.

But the attacks had no effect on Yun Feng, which made Feng Xiaotian more and more anxious.

In the gap between Feng Xiaotian's fourth and fifth slashes, Yun Feng directly transformed the Blood Silver Emperor into a sharp sword.

At the same time, there was a sudden explosion under Yun Feng's feet. Centered on his legs that sank into the ground, a large pit suddenly burst out of the entire ground.

Half turning his body, Yun Feng held the sword with one hand, exerted force on his calf, and jumped into the air. He raised the sword from below and directly met Feng Xiaotian's fifth slash.

boom--.

Feng Xiaotian's body flew extremely high this time. If you could see it, you would definitely see a huge scar on his wings this time.

The severe pain had already made Feng Xiaotian's face turn red.

While his body was spinning, he looked at the sharp sword appearing in Yun Feng's hand in horror. At this moment, he had no time to think about why his opponent had a weapon.

The referee did not call a stop, which proves that the opponent did not violate the rules of the game.

In fact, how did he know that the referee was dumbfounded at this time.

The bodies of the two people rotated almost at the same time, but one was in the sky and the other was underground. Feng Xiaotian's wings struck down again, and the sharp sword in Yun Feng's hand also swung upwards again.

The violent collision sounded like rain hitting banana trees.

Whether it was Yun Feng or Feng Xiaotian, their bodies were spinning faster and faster, and before their eyes, more than a dozen collisions were over.

At the judging table, Emperor Xue Ye’s eyes froze, and Platinum Bishop Salas’s eyes froze.

It can be said that any soul master who is above level sixty and over fifty years old will feel his heart trembling at this time.

what is that?

The martial soul transforms into a weapon!

What an outrageous thing!

Moreover, the transformed weapons have such actual combat effects!

The word genius seems to be no longer enough to describe the young man on the field. His brilliance is even brighter than those five halos.

It was only at this moment that Feng Xiaotian realized that Yun Feng had not been serious at all before.

Now he hasn't used any soul skills at all.

It has to be said that Feng Xiaotian is indeed a very talented soul master, and the power of the soul skill he created is also quite extraordinary. Without enough time, thirty-six consecutive slashes from the air were enough to defeat opponents who were stronger than him.

Unfortunately, what he encountered was a monster.

Every time Feng Xiaotian slashes, the increase depends on the speed and his own gravity.

But Yun Feng simply relied on his own strength.

At this time, his wings connected to his arms had been completely numbed by the shock.

Feng Xiaotian wanted to stop, but he found that he couldn't do it at all.

At this time, Feng Xiaotian showed the demeanor of a strong man of his generation. When it was time to execute the nineteenth strike, he let out a fierce scream, and green light surged crazily all over his body.

Amidst the loud noise, a large rain of blood scattered in the air, and Feng Xiaotian unexpectedly shattered his own wings.