Chapter 285 is not simple

At the same time, when Mo Shi in Dayang City defeated Song Jun of Xuanwu City within 30he by thunder means, there was also a fierce battle on the other battlefield. Ling Xing of Badu Prefecture and Miao Feng of Tianlao City, both of whom have enjoyed a high reputation early in this new year's new conference. That level of battle has spread, which is a little bigger than Mo Shi's handwriting in Dayang City.

At the beginning, Ling Xing of Baduzhou did not use his best spiritual attack on Miao Feng in Tianlao City, but relied on his excellent practical experience to fight head-on with Miao Feng's meat. Miao Feng is a famous and violent person among all the people in this new conference. She is strong and does not allow the five-yuan world to be strong. Although he accidentally suffered a great loss under the attack of Yin Yifan before the battle, because of its iron-blooded breakthrough all the way to the top four of today's battle, it still makes people think of whether the former deliberately released water that night.

"Keng!"

The jade flute weapon in Ling Xing's hand seemed to be crisp, but it did not fall behind at all between the machete in Miao Feng's hand. The sound of cymbium suddenly filled the whole central campus, which made countless people look sideways. In shock, I couldn't help sighing. Is the real strength of these two people really as simple as Siyuanjing?

"Hum!"

With the passage of time, Ling Xing finally realized that his positive regret was indeed not as good as his opponent. In this case, in order to win, in order to advance to the finals, spiritual attacks, naturally you can't stay. His eyes suddenly turned gray, and a few substantial spiritual fluctuations were accompanied by the suddenly sharp eyes, piercing the Miao Feng in front of him.

"Hmm!"

Although she was careful early, Miao Feng still could not avoid such an all-pervasive spiritual attack. With his sudden muffled hum, her expression was also suddenly confused, and she could not extricate herself from the illusion of the former.

"Hmm!"

Seeing that Miao Feng had been controlled by himself, Ling Xing couldn't help but evoke a strange arc on the corners of his mouth, accompanied by his gray eyes, and his look was even more evil. After suffering Yin Yifan's sullen loss, Ling Xing was much more careful. He immediately closed his eyes and tried to defeat Miao Feng quickly by thunder.

However, if Miao Feng can break into the top four, how can she be defeated so easily? What Ling Xing didn't know was that in what kind of environment Miao Feng grew up in when she was young. It has been growing deep and hot since her memory. It is undoubtedly grinding Miao Feng's willpower to an inhuman level. The strength of her spiritual power is determined by her willpower, so even compared with Yin Yifan, she is uny.

"Bum!"

After a long time, there was a sudden sound of broken glass on the battle field. With Miao Feng's sudden sharp eyes, Ling Xing, who was now controlling Miao Feng in his fantasy territory, actually spit out a mouthful of blood, and even his pale face suddenly weakened.

"Ling Xing, Badu Prefecture, lost!"

Seeing this scene, Yin Yifan couldn't help shaking his head secretly and sighing in his heart: "This Ling Xing relies too much on his illusion. Once it is broken, it will be eaten back. If he doesn't know how to deal with it in the future, it may be difficult to achieve great things."

As Yin Yifan expected, Miao Feng in Tianlao City shouted violently, even when he danced the machete in his hand and waved to Ling Xing, who was unable to resist at this time. Such a sudden surge, with a dark curtain that suddenly rose from the machete, swept straight towards Ling Xing, which directly killed the former.

"No..."

Seeing this, Ling Xing's pupils couldn't help shrinking sharply, accompanied by a sudden death chill, and his heart couldn't help missing a pat. It's just that a genius like him can't have some cards to save his life at the most critical moment.

"Boom!"

Just like the last time he fled quickly under Yin Yifan's offensive. When Miao Feng's black knifemang split the head cover with the intention of killing, Ling Xing quickly carried out the secret method he had learned. With his body moving away with lightning, the original foothold also suddenly opened a shocking huge gully.

"Wow...Wow..."

It seems that once these secret methods are used, the burden on the body is very huge. Ling Xing, who could avoid Miao Feng's life-threatening knife, suddenly fell on the edge of the life-fighting arena and couldn't help gasping. Immediately raised his eyebrows and looked directly at Miao Feng, shouting angrily, "I have no grudge against you. Why are you so dead?"

"Wow..."

For Ling Xing's question, Miao Feng was as if she hadn't heard of it. Immediately, the machete cut off another knife without hesitation. The black knife light, the magnetic pull of the ground passed by, and the knife light passed by. The floors on both sides were clamped by the raging wind, and the explosion flew, and a violent intention of violent killing were also enveloped again. Ling Xing, who has been seriously injured.

"Kill one, one!"

Miao Feng sneered with a voice that only she could hear. A pair of eyes stared at Ling Xing in the distance, and expected that the other party would no longer be able to escape, so he would only die. Thinking of such an ending, the murderous intention in Miao Feng's heart couldn't help but become more prosperous.

At the time of the list battle, there were many people who were damaged in his hand. Up to now, the people who fought against him were also seriously injured and dying. Now Ling Xing is talented. Thinking that the former must have great achievements as soon as he enters the Xuanji Pavilion in the future, Miao Feng's murderous thoughts about him are even more.

"This Miao Feng is really not simple!"

Seeing such a sudden scene, Yin Yifan, who watched coldly in the stands, raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth, as if he was in line with a conjecture in his heart, and couldn't help but confirm his previous judgment.

"No, no!"

At this moment, completely shrouded in the fear brought by death, Ling Xing finally shouted at a loss. His mood was not chaotic. Originally, he was thinking that he would win the first place in Fengyun, and then completely taught Yin Yifan, who was riding on his head, and raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, at this time, only the top four, he was about to stop, and in such a situation, he saw that he was worried about his life.

"Hum!"

However, when the black knife light reached the end, the blood and flesh that Miao Feng expected did not appear. There was only a dull sound in response to him, and then watched his attack, as if a mud cow had sunk into the purple thunder cloud that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Little guy, the means is good, but it is forbidden to poison your fellows. Remember not to do it in the future."

With the hoarse voice falling from the old man, an old man slowly stepped out of the purple thunder cloud, which was one of the eight Xuanji doctors on the platform. He looked at Miao Feng, who was faintly frightened at this moment, and then ignored it. On the contrary, Ling Xing, Baduzhou, who has been defeated at this moment, has blue eyes and a little kind and loving tone, slowly said:

"I have a good talent, but it's a pity that I don't have enough heart. I don't know if I would like to worship my family?"