Wang Ye was still kept in the dark, not knowing that Fengchen was actually manipulating the wind to fight him.
Fortunately, although the wind and dust fell to the ground with the power of the wind, it was still not beyond Wang Ye's control after all.
Without much delay, Wang Ye had already rushed in front of Fengchen.
A moment ago, it was a blow to Fengchen's head, and the giant sword tore through the air fiercely, mixed with the whistling sound of breaking wind, and slashed towards Fengchen's chest.
Breaking the wind "Since it has been released, how can it be possible to give you so much convenience" Fengchen sneered, although the impact was not great, but if he wanted to attack himself like this, he had to ask himself if he would agree.
With a thought, countless breezes quietly wrapped the edge of the giant sword, blocking its path, and the giant sword inevitably slowed down under the wrapping of the breeze.
"It's that kind of thing again."
Feeling a resistance from the giant sword, Wang Ye reacted, this is the wind and dust playing tricks again.
This kind of power really can't do anything with the blood of his god of war, but the giant sword: "It's not a part of my body, so it's really not good."
"I can't disperse the blood of the god of war to the giant sword, so I can only watch the wind and dust make a stumbling block for myself.
Although he successfully interfered with Wang Ye, Fengchen also knew that this would not have much effect.
On the one hand, the ability to control the wind by himself is not very strong, so it is a little difficult to make a stumbling block and completely control the giant sword.
On the other hand, even if there is resistance, if you want to stop Wang Ye completely, it is far from enough, the other party's strength is too strong.
But it's nothing, Fengchen originally just hoped that he could cause some trouble to the other party a little.
Based on this, Fengchen was able to take Wang Ye's attack.
The greatsword slammed into the Furious Dust Blade, and even though Wind Dust had weakened some of its power, it was also hit by the blow and couldn't lift its head.
The whole person staggered back a few steps, kicked his legs violently under his feet, and finally stabilized his body, did not lose his balance by this blow, and stabilized the chassis.
Although it seemed that he was still at a disadvantage, and his whole arm was a little numb, Fengchen was happy in his heart: at least it showed that Fengchen had been able to resist Wang Ye head-on.
"This kid."
Wang Ye was once again stunned by the wind and dust, although his own attack had weakened a little due to interference, but at least it was at the level of a full attack at the end of the concentration stage.
Fengchen was only in the early stage of condensation, but he was able to resist the full force of the end of condensation, and he only took a few steps back, and the strength he showed was really amazing.
Surprised, surprised, since the opponent is already so strong, Wang Ye is stagnant again, and it becomes even more impossible to defeat Fengchen.
Taking a sharp step forward, Wang Ye's arm muscles burst out, and he violently picked up the giant sword and slashed towards the wind and dust.
"Since I can block you once, I won't be afraid of the second and third times."
Fengchen was not afraid, and raised his anger and dust knife to meet him.
Unexpectedly, before the angry dust knife could hold the giant sword, the trajectory of the giant sword suddenly changed, and it was actually picked up in the direction, and it turned out to be to steal Fengchen's head.
"This guy actually knows how to be flexible" Fengchen was a little surprised, although the fight was not long, Wang Ye has always been a regular fight, such an obvious false move, it is the first time to see it, and he was caught off guard.
"Although there are weaknesses, this distance can already be compensated."
Inexplicably talking to himself, Wang Ye also heard Fengchen's words, but before he could react, a sudden black substance covered all his vision.
A large cloud of pitch-black flames appeared in front of Wang Ye like this, replacing everything in Wang Ye's field of vision.
Except for the pitch black, Wang Ye couldn't see anything else.
"This is that kind of black flame" Wang Ye can be regarded as reacting, although it is already the fastest speed, but after all, it is still a step slower.
He wasn't stabbed through the body by a sharp weapon, but he was approached by something else.
Of course, the current Wang Ye is actually not very afraid of the attack of weapons.
The blood of the god of war can greatly enhance one's own defense, unless the weapon attack after condensing the spiritual power, it is difficult for other attacks to hurt Wang Ye in the slightest, and it can only be tickled. condensed the spiritual power in the angry dust knife, and then directly stabbed Wang Ye who exposed the flaws.
Fengchen didn't choose to do this, although this could cause damage to Wang Ye, but who could guarantee that such an attack would work on Wang Ye After all, Fengchen hadn't carried out any effective attack on Wang Ye after using the bloodthirsty battle, and this kind of good opportunity couldn't be wasted.
What's more, in Fengchen's mind, there is another idea that needs to be tested by actual combat.
Fengchen finally chose a means of attack that no one could have imagined.
The mind sank into the surrounding environment, feeling the air, the large amount of spiritual power that filled it, the constantly flowing wind, and the wind and dust that transformed the spiritual power, and finally formed a pitch-black flame.
When the wind gathers, it can be slightly compressed, and the pitch-black flame itself is operated by itself, combining the two, "What changes should be made" Feng Chen suddenly smiled and began to try the next step.
Wang Ye was still kept in the dark, and the actual thoughts of Fengchen were only a matter of a moment, so short that Wang Ye had not yet reacted, and Fengchen had already made a choice.
Release as many pitch-black flames as possible, although by Wang Ye's side, it may be affected.
As long as the wind and dust are more controlled, this distance can still avoid the weakness of the flame itself.
Wang Ye hadn't gotten out of the pitch-black flames at the beginning, and he couldn't see the figure of Fengchen, and he didn't even notice that more flames appeared.
And this time, the newborn flame, with a backer to support, became no longer timid, and even gradually approached Wang Ye.
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"These things, no, you have to avoid them" When the pitch-black flame was about to touch his body, Wang Ye suddenly had a spirit, and the blood of the god of war instinctively produced a sense of crisis, which came from this inexplicable pitch-black flame.
Wang Ye stepped back and opened a distance from the pitch-black flames, and at this time, the flames had spread to the size of a small house, completely enveloping the wind and dust, no matter which angle Wang Ye looked at, he couldn't see the wind and dust.
"This kid must be doing something," Wang Ye looked at these weird black flames, although they had already distanced themselves from them, their blood was still boiling, making Wang Ye have to be vigilant.
"You can't let him go on like this."
To make such a big move, no matter what Fengchen wants next, it is absolutely extraordinary.
Although he was confident in his god of war blood, the uneasiness in his heart still drove Wang Ye to stop the wind and dust.
What Wang Ye didn't expect was that although he had already decided to stop Fengchen, before he could act, or there was no time to act at all, the pitch-black flames had already begun to change.
"Shrink, come together."
Fengchen said in a low voice, and the pitch-black flames around him, driven by the wind and dust, actually began, and they continued to shrink with Fengchen as their heart, although the process seemed a little slow.
"No, even if you will be burned by this flame, you must stop that kid."
The ominous premonition became heavier and heavier, and looking at the pitch-black flames that were shrinking little by little, gradually forming a ball, Wang Ye didn't dare to wait any longer.
But before Wang Ye could take a step, the mutation that made him desperate happened.
It was already a powerful air flow that even Wang Ye could feel, and it flowed quickly, bringing up Wang Ye's body, which was already in tatters.
"This is, this is the wind" Wang Ye finally reacted, this kind of flowing air flow is exactly one of the most common things in daily life: wind.
Only this time, the target of the wind was no longer him, but the black flames.
"How is it possible, that kid can actually manipulate the wind" Even the surprised look, just like the branch leader and Lao Wang, Wang Ye couldn't accept this fact.
You must know that there are not many cultivators who possess the wind attribute, but there are very few cultivators who can truly master the wind.
Unlike other attributes, in order for the wind attribute to really have a certain effect, the purity of the wind attribute of the cultivator must reach more than 80%, and below that, it is only immune to a certain degree of wind attribute attacks.
No matter what Wang Ye thought, Fengchen didn't know.
The current wind and dust have sunk into a mysterious state.
"The wind, convoluted in the flames, compresses the flames."
It's like an order, and it's like telling yourself that the wind and dust are constantly manipulating, scheduling, mobilizing all your spiritual power, and rolling up all the wind in this area through spiritual power.
No one noticed this change, in the whole station, except for the wind and dust, there was not even a little wind in other places, all of them received the guidance of the wind and dust and came to him.
Even a fine grain of dust, floating from under the stage, will fall vertically, just because there is no wind for it to continue to flutter.
This is not all the effect of the wind, dust and wind attribute ability, but also from the strength of his mental power.
If you just have a high-purity wind attribute, Feng Chen can only cultivate the spirit technique of the wind system at most, and it is impossible to manipulate the wind so freely and simply have strong spiritual power.
Only when these two are combined into one, the divine consciousness and the wind have a certain degree of integration, and the spiritual power of the wind and dust will naturally be able to use the wind with high intensity.
"What the hell is that kid doing, don't you want to use the wind to compress those flames" I was probably able to guess Fengchen's intentions, and the branch leader was a little anxious.
It's just that in the early stage of contemplation, even if you can manipulate the wind, you also need strong spiritual power to assist, the wind and dust cultivation is not enough, no matter how high the spiritual power is, it will not be high, if you want to do this kind of thing, it is really a little reluctant.
"That kid, what the hell is this" Ling Yun thought as he looked at the almost formed sphere of the table, gritting his teeth.
I already hate the wind and dust to the core, and I can't wait to see the wind and dust die under Wang Ye's sword now.
But the reality never fulfilled his wishes, but made him see signs that Wang Ye might be defeated by Fengchen, which also stabbed Ling Yun even more.
"No, you must not lose, if you lose" Ling Yun didn't dare to think about what the consequences would be if he provoked such a child.
As long as he hides and cultivates quietly like Wang Ruochen back then, sooner or later he will be able to come back and settle accounts with himself.
Even, Fengchen directly killed himself on the spot, and I am afraid that the current self will not be able to resist it.
Ling Yun is by no means without eyesight, at this moment, the strength that Wang Ye has shown, Ling Yun recalls, in the entire Storm Mercenary Group, it seems that only his father Ling Feng can defeat the other party.
It is also said that Wang Ye, who is second only to his father, is very likely to be defeated by Fengchen, doesn't that mean that Fengchen may be as strong as his father, which is really terrifying.
Thinking of this, even the hand that had been holding Lin Yue didn't let go.
Although I didn't know what happened in Ling Yun's body, from this moment on, the shackles were untied and I was finally free.
Lin Yue didn't have time to care about Ling Yun and why he did it, so he stood up without hesitation and ran to the position closest to the platform, trying his best to see the situation at this moment.
"It must be fine."
Lin Yue prayed heartily for Fengchen.
The wind speed is getting faster and faster, and it has almost reached the maximum speed that the wind and dust can control.
The wind completely confined the body of the fireball, and constantly pressed inward, to compress the entire sphere more completely.
"It's really hard work" His forehead was full of sweat, even his back was already wet with sweat, and in the depths of his mind, there was a faint pain, and even his eyes were a little blurry.
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This is the consequence of the high use of spiritual power, and the result is that under the continuous compression of the wind, the pitch-black flame that was originally the size of a room has been compressed to the size of only one person.
No, that's not all, even if it is compressed to a small size, the wind and dust still do not stop.
Little by little, I want to compress the flame more tightly.
Two meters, one meter nine, one meter eight, the diameter of the sphere is constantly decreasing, and the whole sphere has become more pure in color, and it can be seen from a distance that it is already a pure black hole.
The ball was still shrinking, although the speed had slowed down too much at the beginning, it was still shrinking at a speed that Wang Yuan was afraid of.
Why didn't Wang Ye rush to stop the wind and dust, could it be that he was stunned Of course, this is not the case, it is not that Wang Ye does not want to stop the wind and dust, but he can't anymore.
Around the sphere, the wind that was already strong and could almost hurt people made Wang Ye prohibitive.
Even if he was already several meters away, Wang Ye felt a burst of pain in his face when he was blown by the wind.
Wang Ye can pass against such a wind, but if Fengchen directly pushes this ball to himself, then what should he do when the time comesWang Ye is not confident that he can resist such an attack.
"If I hadn't been able to control this thing, I'm afraid it would have been torn apart by the wind" The wind and dust were a little shaky, this level of wind was completely beyond the scope of wind and dust control.
The mental power is seriously overspent, and the wind and dust may fall at any time.
"I can't fall down, I finally have the opportunity to experiment with this trick, if I can't see the effect of using it, it's a pity."
Fengchen muttered to himself, as if he was comforting himself.
At this point, defeating Wang Ye is no longer his whole goal.
The diameter of the sphere had shrunk to less than one and a half meters, and at this size, Wang Ye could even see Fengchen's body through the pitch-black ball: although only a small part of it was exposed.
The wind did not hurt the wind and dust, and when it passed through the wind and dust, it consciously slid directly over without causing any damage to the wind and dust.
And this is also the effect of the purity of the wind attribute to a certain extent.
"I can only wait for the kid to release this trick, dodge and then clean him up."
There's no way to stop it, so it's just a matter of waiting for the danger to go away.
At the moment, Wang Ye seems to have no choice but to do this.
Now getting close is tantamount to sending him to death, and the closer he gets, the easier it is for the fireball of the Wind Dust Hand to hit himself.
Although he was not sure how powerful it was, Wang Ye didn't want to take the risk.
The diameter of the ball finally broke through a meter, and now this ball, from the surface, is not so terrifying.
The wind on the surface seems to have disappeared, and the whole sphere is very calm.
Only Wind Dust knows that it is not the wind that has disappeared, but that Wind Dust has made a terrible decision: to pour the wind into the ball, and only use the most basic wind to maintain the balance of the sphere.
"Compressed to this point, is it already my current extreme" Looking at this large ball with a diameter of less than one meter, Fengchen has an indescribable pride, this is something that he created on his own whim.
Although I don't know if it can be called a martial art, but as a way of attack, Fengchen feels that it is enough, after all, this is just the beginning.
The mental power is already in an overdraft state, and if it continues to be compressed, Feng Chen is afraid that it will really fall: just maintaining the internal balance of the ball has exhausted the current Feng Chen.
Although he did not reach his ideal appearance, Fengchen had to attack Wang Ye.
Trembling and majestic, he took a step, and when Wang Ye was still in a sluggish state, he looked at the wind and dust in a daze, thinking that the wind and dust would continue to condense, and the wind and dust began to move.
Originally, Wang Ye didn't want to move.
Although on the surface of the ball, the wind has disappeared, and it seems to give him a chance to attack, but when he thinks of the horror of this ball, after getting too close, if he is rubbed, the end will not seem so good.
Considering these, Wang Ye still chose to give up this opportunity.
But now, seeing the wind and dust rushing towards him, Wang Ye immediately reacted: the wind and dust were ready.
This time, Wang Ye had no way out, and even involuntarily took a step forward, "Come on, as long as I dodge, I can easily defeat you."
Wang Ye could see how bad Fengchen's current state was.
Seeing in his eyes, Wang Ye could confirm that Fengchen no longer had the spare strength to do other things.
Knowing this, Wang Ambition had more expectations, and the whole person ignited his fighting spirit again, and the red light of his whole body lit up, and he sank into a fighting state.
"I will regret it, even though I am already dying, you will still regret it, I regret that I dare to let me get close to you to such a point" stepped down, only three meters away from Wang Ye, looking at Wang Ye, who was engrossed and ready to dodge his attack, Fengchen suddenly said such a sentence.
The sound of wind and dust was not small, it was only three meters away, Wang Ye naturally heard it, but before Wang Ye could understand the meaning of this sentence, a large cloud of pitch-black flames appeared out of thin air and wrapped himself Immediately afterwards, it was dark in front of him, and Wang Ye no longer knew what happened next.
"Boom", a huge roar suddenly sounded in his ears, interrupted by the sound, Ling Feng stopped his pen, walked to the window, looked out the window, and finally determined: The place where the sound came from was the Mercenary Guild
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