It seems to have boiled, the smooth fiery red outer membrane is beating a little bit of sparks, giving people a sense of unprovoked penetration, as if it is their own skin that is beating by the sparks.
A pair of antlers were like red-hot coals at the moment, and on the top of Yan Lin's head, with the injection of flames, they bloomed with infinite brilliance, and the light aroused by the angry dust knife on the side of the wind and dust was divided into a clear dividing line.
Judging from the momentum and coercion alone, it was almost impossible to tell which side was stronger, because the intensity of the spiritual pressure that the two sides had erupted at this moment, and the intensity of the spiritual power fluctuations, had all reached the realm of the six changes of the spirit gathering, and they were fundamentally evenly matched.
Even Wang Ruochen and his party, who were more than ten miles away from Fengchen and Yanlin, could clearly feel at this moment that the constant spiritual power vibrations in the distance were enough to make everyone present palpitate, including Yan Potian.
"Fengchen, this guy, when did you become so strong" The ponytail trembled slightly, and Wang Ruochen's pretty face was full of surprise.
"I don't know, but it doesn't make sense, no matter what hole cards Brother Fengchen has, it won't be so strong."
A look of incomprehension flashed in his cold eyes, and Leng Tomb was also confused.
However, since there was no way to see it up close, he naturally couldn't understand the secret of the blood refining weapon, so he could only stand in place and wonder.
"Maybe it's the fusion with the blood refining spirit weapon" Shi Yu pondered slightly, but suddenly revealed the answer.
Immediately attracted Wang Ruochen's words of surprise: "The fusion of blood refining spirit weapons is no joke, what kind of knife is Feng Chen, if I remember correctly, it should not have reached the level of excellent spirit weapons, how can it be possible to fuse now?"
"Otherwise, there is no way to explain more, this strength is not the strengthening of moves, but the enhancement of Fengchen's own strength.
If it weren't for the fact that he had hidden it before, it would have been the only possibility.
Shi Yu said.
"However, the fusion of blood refining weapons, the lowest level, is also an extremely difficult technique that has a very low probability of being completed after the weapon reaches the level of an excellent spiritual weapon.
It's been like this since ancient times, how could he complete the fusion of blood refining weapons with a blood refining weapon that is not at the outstanding level" Wang Ruochen still didn't believe it, this was too incredible.
"Okay, okay, no matter what he is, these things can be talked about after Brother Fengchen comes back, what we should care about now is whether Brother Fengchen can win against this terrible enemy."
Leng Tomb's deep eyes reflected a little worry, and he looked into the distance and said.
After the others heard Leng Tomb say this, they couldn't help but fall silent.
Indeed, instead of wasting time thinking about this kind of thing now, it is better to wait for Fengchen to come back and ask directly.
And more importantly, even if the wind and dust have erupted with such strength, it seems that the current battle situation still seems to be evenly matched, which is really disturbing.
"It's really very strong, senior, you" Seeing that the power is not weaker than his own by a point, and even in the degree of spiritual power and condensation, it is far better than his own Yanlin, Fengchen firmly grasped the Fuchen knife in one hand, so that this fire knife, which has been condensed too strong, will not come out without authorization, and at the same time showed a smile on his face, and said with some anxiety but some excitement.
"I felt this way just now, but now I'm a little more sure, you kid, it's really a bit of a battle maniac" Yan Lin still squinted his eyes, but he didn't know if it was because the light was too dazzling, or if he simply wanted to maintain this appearance.
"Yes, it seems that unconsciously, people will really be infected by the people around them."
Fengchen smiled softly, but his heart thought of that sturdy and feminine figure, and his mood at the moment was more or less affected by that figure.
"However, for a certain person from the junior, it can't be regarded as a real battle maniac, if it is that person himself, he is probably not in the mood to talk nonsense with his predecessors now, and he should not hesitate to pick up his weapon and smash it wildly."
"Haha, if it's such a person, I don't hate it."
Yan Lin laughed heartily.
The two of them were chatting without tension at all, but the two arrows were already on the string.
It seems that they are all waiting for an opportunity to release their strongest blow and decide a winner.
One second, two seconds, three seconds。。。。。。。
Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds。。。。。。
Time passed like this, but the two of them did not move, allowing their respective momentum to intertwine, shocking, and swept out one powerful wave after another, spreading towards the surroundings.
"What are they still rubbing, why don't they hurry up and make a move" Far away, finally waiting a little impatiently, Wang Ruochen couldn't help but shout, the bangs on his forehead that were not restrained kept shaking at the moment, embellishing the youthful and lovely face.
"I don't know, maybe we're all waiting for an opportunity" Leng Tomb shook his head, his eyes a little serious.
"Wait for the time to do something, hurry up, whether it is a success or a failure, the result is terrible" Wang Ruochen didn't understand.
"How do I know, I'm just guessing."
Leng Tomb was also helpless, he didn't know what Fengchen was thinking.
And in fact, "why, stop for a while" Fengchen himself at the moment, and he didn't understand why.
There is probably an emotion called fear: "This guy is too strong, even if I have this level of strength now, it seems that it will be difficult to defeat him with this blow."
If that's the outcome, that's bad.
Fengchen hesitated at this moment, because he didn't have absolute confidence in the next blow.
On Yan Lin's side, it is obvious that even if he fights with Fengchen this time, he still has enough spare strength to continue fighting.
But on Fengchen's side, he has a feeling: "My strength can only last until this time, and after that, I will definitely not be his opponent" In this way, the situation of the two sides is very clear.
That's why Fengchen didn't dare to make a move, maybe a shot would mean a complete failure.
However, if you don't make a move, what can you do Fengchen quickly found the answer: continue to condense and continue to strengthen the strength of this blow at this moment, because of this blow, it is obvious that there is more room for strengthening.
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After all, at this moment, Fengchen is only the first time he has touched this move.
It's unlikely that something new will be flawless, and of course, even an old thing, most of them won't be flawless.
It's just that compared with the old things, the new things are easy to find some deficiencies and deficiencies, and they can be further improved.
At this moment, Fengchen is such an idea, so he stopped for the time being, on the one hand, he was wary of Yanlin's sudden attack, but on the other hand, he once again calmed his mind and began to sense and retrieve what shortcomings he still had at the moment.
Yan Lin, on the other hand, was very cooperative and didn't make a move, looking at Fengchen like this, as if he was watching something.
"It's funny, you can be stronger.
Maybe it's my luck to be able to see a genius like you before you really die, so I'll give you time, I want to see how far you can go. ” I didn't know that Yan Lin was such an idea at this moment, and most of Fengchen's mind had already begun to think.
"The first thing that can be ruled out is an ethereal blow, even if I want to take care of it, this thing is not under my control at all.
At least, it's not something that can be thought out in such a short period of time now.
Instead of wasting time doing useless work, it is better to simply ignore this possibility.
"The first thing that Wind Dust eliminated was the ethereal blow that was extremely powerful and unstable.
Although the number of ethereal strikes triggered has increased significantly compared to the past, it is still a random move.
"Then next is the Starflame Slash under normal circumstances.
In any case, although this move is relatively new, it is already very proficient, and there is almost no room for improvement, so it can only be ruled out for the time being. ” In the end, Fengchen could only focus his attention on the point that was new: the fusion with the Fury Dust Knife.
"If you can make this wonderful feeling to the next level, I guess, the power of this trick will also increase exponentially."
This is undoubtedly the correct solution, and the most dominant point of any blood refining weapon is the coordination with the master.
Even if it is a blood refining weapon that cannot be fused, it can still exert the stronger power of ordinary spirit weapons.
Not to mention, once it touches the level of fusion, the weapon has completely become a part of the master, and this kind of enhancement will be unimaginable.
And as the degree of integration increases, the more reinforcement is naturally obtained.
"Although I don't know how this feeling came about, but the blood refining weapon thing, it's probably like this, in the past, you yourself exploded with strong power, but at that time, it was just you who were fighting.
But now it's different, I can feel that even at this moment, at this moment of battle, there are still thoughts and emotions that belong to you in your body, and this is probably something called a machine spirit."
Fengchen muttered to himself, as if he was communicating with the Fuchen Knife, and in the blade, there was a certain emotional communication that was felt by Fengchen.
There may have been exchanges in the past, but never in this case, let alone in battle.
It also seemed that he really sensed this kind of communication with Feng Chen, and the angry dust knife, which was originally flashing with blood-red light, trembled slightly at this moment, and at the same time, an inexplicable emotion came out of the knife, and it was quickly sent into Feng Chen's mind.
"You are me, part of my body, you can feel my joys and sorrows, and you are the same.
Hehe, is that the case, it's not a matter of whether you control it or not, but from the moment you appeared, you and I are one and the same.
It's just that the way you present is my sword, and the way I present is your wielder.
It's kind of like I'm a butterfly, or a butterfly is me.
Fengchen couldn't help but chuckle.
That was the message from the Fury Dust Knife, although it was a little inexplicable, but it was completely accepted by Fengchen at this moment.
"It's not okay if you don't accept it, otherwise, you're probably going to lose."
Fengchen smiled bitterly, and his hand finally moved.
"Well, have you finally figured it out" Seeing that the wind and dust were showing signs of moving, Yan Lin couldn't help but lift his spirits.
He is very good, how far can this talented young man in front of him go, just by relying on the cultivation of this Gathering Spirit Transformation.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but thank you very much, senior, for giving me so much time to improve my moves."
Fengchen looked at Yan Lin, but suddenly laughed, and apologized to Yan Lin, but thanked the other party.
"Hehe, there's no need for this, I just want to see how far you can go."
Yan Lin smiled.
Although this kind of laughter, interpreted by his huge dragon head, seems a little terrifying, but there is an inexplicable kindness.
"How far have you got" Fengchen muttered, and then smiled: "If I can do it to the point where I can make your predecessors stunned, then it will be interesting, isn't it" The smile was very bright and confident.
"Hehe, if you can really do that, I'm looking forward to it."
Yan Lin smiled indifferently.
"Then, I hope I won't live up to your expectations."
Fengchen said softly, and then, the right hand holding the blood-red Fury Dust Knife was also gently raised at this moment, and soon, it crossed his chest and was raised high towards the sky.
The process was not slow, nor fast, it was natural, as if Fengchen was not holding anything at all, but simply raised his right hand.
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It was such a normal action, but Yan Lin's eyes flashed with surprise.
"This kid, shouldn't he have controlled it to such a point in such a short period of time" Yan Lin's surprised eyes even produced a hint of joy, because what Fengchen brought him at this moment was likely to be an unprecedented surprise.
The action was instantly frozen, and the spiritual power around Fengchen exploded again, and the Fuchen Knife, which was originally blooming with blood-red light, unloaded all the brilliance at this moment, just like Fengchen itself, and began to burst out with powerful spiritual power.
As for the unloaded brilliance, it did not disappear, but covered the body of Feng Chen, and then merged into it.
And Fengchen himself, after this blood-red brilliance merged, suddenly burst out with an indomitable and powerful momentum under his body.
And what is even more surprising is that this kind of momentum is not so much the feeling that people give people, but rather a kind of sharpness, just look at it and feel that you will be cut, such a bladeless artifact, giving people a feeling.
At this moment, the wind and dust no longer looks like a person, at least from the feeling of it.
It's like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with no sharpness, and the sharpest part of this sword is exactly at the tip of the sword: the Angry Dust Knife.
The level of spiritual power that erupted was still only in the realm of the six changes of gathering spirits, but the feeling of wind and dust at this moment was completely different.
Also at this moment, when the momentum condensed to the peak, Fengchen's originally lost eyes also regained their vigor again, looking at Yan Lin, who had indeed fallen into a stunned state in front of him, and smiled softly: "Senior, ready, I'm coming" Then, the tip of the sword drooped suddenly, and the power condensed at this moment, accompanied by surging spiritual power fluctuations, leaned towards Yanlin in front of him without reservation: "This move, called Angry Blade Heavenly Fire, please also ask your predecessors to teach you" In the next second, countless transfiguration blades swept through the flames that devoured heaven and earth, attacking towards Yanlin
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