Battle Through the Heavens Chapter 183: The ancient forging Holy Wind Spirit Son (4)
The crowd finally barely captured the trajectory of Feng Lingzi. In fact, it's not that Feng Lingzi's degree is so fast that it is incredible, Xiao Yan and Ziying's degree are also extremely fast, but that each step falls extremely accurately in the gap of the attack. These gaps are the difference in the sequence of attacks caused by the different shots of everyone. This sequence of differences is very small. It is extremely difficult to capture under the surging Dou Qi. The attack degree of 6-Star Dou Di can be made up instantly. Passing through them is as difficult as seeing pins.
Ke Fenglingzi just did it, and he seemed to be light-hearted when he raised his hands, which seemed to just do it casually, which shocked everyone.
But this is not the time to marvel, it is about the safety of the storm, and everyone is chasing after Feng Lingzi.
‘Damn! This Feng Lingzi's figure is too scary! ‘Seeing Feng Lingzi suddenly crossing through two lines of defense and approaching himself, the storm's complexion turned pale. At this time, the hurricane vortex above his head was not fully formed, and it was impossible to cause much damage to Feng Lingzi.
‘Purple Shadow, try to stop him, and I ’m almost done! ‘The storm that could n’t get out was filled with madness, desperately instilling Dou Qi into the hurricane vortex.
‘The control of the wind is quite not weak, but this Dou Technique, which has been in use for too long, may be too bad. ‘Feng Lingzi approached while commenting.
‘Must I fail? ‘Seeing that Feng Lingzi is getting closer, the storm is not reconciled.
At this moment, there are countless phantom transitions in mid-air, the figure of Ziying is solidified a few steps in front of Feng Lingzi, and the sharp blade in his hand picks up a cold light, stabbing towards Feng Lingzi like a storm.
Feng Lingzi is still carrying his hands on behind, and the sharp blade of purple shadow between stature is always rubbing his shirt.
This made Xiao Yan, like a stream of light, rushing to catch up with a chill. The realm of 9-Star Dou Di is too high. Even if it suppresses Dou Qi, its strength is still far from expected.
Although it can't be stabbed, Purple Shadow can't let Feng Lingzi pass by. Just before Feng Lingzi's stature is about to pass over her, she casts her ice and snow.
A sudden water mist appeared around Feng Lingzi, and it immediately turned into a white cold. The temperature of one space plummeted, and even the sand and stones in the ground were covered with a thin layer of ice. Feng Lingzi's dashing pace suddenly stagnated, like sinking in mud.
‘A little skill. 'indifferently glanced at Ziying, Feng Lingzi surged a surging Dou Qi from all over his body, fiercely blasted in the snow and ice domain, as if the waves followed the shore, making waves There was a tremor in the domain, and it burst into pieces after only maintaining less than half a breath. Feng Lingzi stunned out, and was a lot closer to the storm.
At this time, Xiao Yan has not yet caught up, and Ziying has a burst of blood and blood in his body because of the broken ice and snow, and can only watch Feng Lingzi approach the storm.
In a few more breaths, the hurricane will be fully condensed, but now the already cannot be completed. In desperation, the storm can only press the hands of the unwillingly to move the hurricane to attack. Suddenly, the hurricane whistle whistled and shattered the sky, and rolled towards the approaching Fenglingzi.
‘The power is still worse. ‘Feng Lingzi smiles and laughs, like irony, watching his approaching hurricane, he raises his hand, then points his finger in the direction of the storm.
Along with Feng Lingzi's finger, the lake water that has always been undeterred suddenly shakes violently. It seems to be pulled by an invisible wind, and a stream of water is radiated to form a stream of transparent water. Hanging in the air, it looks like a silver sharp sword under the refraction of light.
Shui Jiancheng, Feng Lingzi stretched out his outstretched palm, then shook it fiercely, and the sharp swords formed by the bunch of lake water shot out like an off-string arrow, piercing the storm on the shore. At the same time, the Fenglingzi stature in a blood-colored jersey was pulled up, and became light and fluttering like a red flying sock, as if without any weight, was blown by the wind outside the hurricane, and swelled out. Rotating along the hurricane, like a blood light entangled by the hurricane, easily resolved the storm's hurricane attack.
The storm is not easy. Facing the stabbing sword rain, he hurriedly hit the light blue Golden Dou Qi, interwoven into a shield in front of him. The sound of ‘噗噗’ was endless, and the water-swords of the sky smashed the wind shield on one side, and continued to pierce the storm with the remainder. Helpless, the storm had to cast its body like the wind, dodging through the gap between sword and rain.
It's just that Storm isn't good at melee. If it can't sense the wind power brought by the water sword in advance, it is probably already worn by the water sword.
But still extremely embarrassed. When the sword rain was gone, the storm already clothes were torn, the blood in the body was surging, the steps were sloppy, the complexion was pale, and the breath was like a cow.
At this time, Xiao Yan all arrived, and the storm hurriedly sat down with their knees crossed.
Looking at Feng Lingzi, who was still spinning along the hurricane, Xiao Yan made a gesture. The crowd immediately surrounded the storm, spread out in a semicircle, and were fully alert.
‘Why not attack him? ‘Howling, I cannot ask in a low voice.
‘You do n’t want to, you ca n’t. ‘Xiao Yan looked coldly at the **** ring outside the hurricane, his tone was helpless.‘ His eyesight and body skills are amazing. Now he is using the wind. If we attack him, we will have to bear the hurricane. If we break the hurricane and can't restrain him, he will not have the fetters of the hurricane, and the storm alone here is likely to be attacked by him. "(To be continued!