High in the sky, on the huge ancient arena, strong winds and thunder and lightning intertwined, the fierce wind howled, and the thunder roared, making this place look like a purgatory execution ground.

In the terrifying environment, Lin Feng and Mo Nan were like ghosts. Their figures were erratic. Every time they appeared, they disappeared in an instant. When they reappeared, they were hundreds of feet away. This was the case for both of them, and they were disillusioned step by step.

They seemed to be strolling leisurely, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the danger involved. The two of them could be hit by the strong wind or pierced by lightning if they were not careful.

From time to time, dazzling white lights and ear-splitting roars would erupt from the arena. This was two people fighting, but they were too fast. After contact, they quickly left the place, leaving only auras and still colliding there.

"It's hard to believe that this is actually a battle between two new disciples." An old disciple lamented that such a battle made him, an old disciple, feel ashamed. After spending so many years in the Lieyun Sect, he was worse than two little Mao.

child.

Hearing this, several disciples around him nodded in agreement. This remark resonated with them.

On a barren mountain, Gan Hong and Li Liang stood with their hands behind their backs, watching the battle in the sky. They were formation masters, and arena combat was not their area of ​​expertise, so they were defeated a long time ago.

"Is he Lin Feng?" Gan Hong asked.

"Yes." Li Liang nodded, his eyes serious, and said, "This person does have some tricks. How is it? Are you scared?"

Hearing this, Gan Hong snorted coldly and said: "I have never provoked him, so why should I be afraid? Besides, no matter how powerful he is, what can he do? As a martial artist, our formation master is the orthodoxy of Lieyun Sect. After all, he

It can only be regarded as heresy."

In the past, Gan Hong would not have dared to be so domineering, but since becoming Li Yue's disciple, he has been enjoying the flattery of people around him all the time, which makes him feel a little elated.

The flattering words of everyone made him forget everything, and he almost forgot that his identity was stolen.

Hearing Gan Hong's domineering speech, Li Liang smiled slightly. Although he was a little surprised by Lin Feng, he actually didn't care much in his heart. As Gan Hong said, the formation master is the orthodox martial arts of Lieyun Sect.

No matter how strong a monk is, his status cannot be compared to that of an array master.

More importantly, he is the grandson of elder Li Yue. This status allows him to have no fear in Lieyun Sect. Even for a genius like Lin Feng, he is not afraid at all.

"However, this Mo Nan is not bad. Now that things have happened, I can make some friends with him. He might be useful in the future." Li Liang said with a smile.

Gan Hong nodded. He was not stupid. If he could make friends with someone like Mo Nan, there would be no harm.

On the ancient arena, a lightning whip swept across and struck an uninhabited place where there was a lot of wind and thunder. However, several strong winds suddenly appeared in the seemingly uninhabited place, as if coming from the void.

"Boom!"

The strong wind came into contact with the lightning, and the roar was endless, and the energy was intertwined. Then, like a chain reaction, the entire battlefield erupted with a deafening roar, as if the end was coming.

"Their battle has become intense." A soul-quenching realm disciple's eyes were sharp. In his eyes, all the movements of Lin Feng and Mo Nan were infinitely slowed down, and the extreme speed was like a slow-motion replay in his eyes.

He clearly saw that the two men gradually began to fight more frequently, and their bodies were covered with injuries.

The number of wounds is also increasing rapidly. There are scorch marks from being struck by lightning and bloody wounds from being scratched by strong winds.

"boom!"

On the battlefield, there are more and more places where energy is intertwined. Both of them use extreme speed, spiritual energy, physical body, and secret techniques in an endless stream. It seems that in every aspect, the two of them want to compete with each other.

"Ah! Blood spilled out." A female disciple screamed. She couldn't see the two figures clearly, but she saw an intersection of energy and blood spilled from mid-air.

"It's really scary. I can't see their traces clearly until I reach the Soul Tempering Realm." A disciple in the late stage of the Psychic Realm sighed. His eyes were sharp and he was focused, but he could only barely capture some of the movements of the two.

"Crack!"

In the sky, a huge bolt of lightning suddenly fell and hit the arena. In an instant, formation patterns began to appear on the floor of the ancient arena. Obviously, this arena was protected by a spiritual array.

But even so, there are still cracks emerging on the bluestone slab below the spiritual formation.

"Young people are terrible. If I remember correctly, it has only been half a month since Mo Nan obtained the secret technique. It is really remarkable that he was able to evolve the secret technique to such an extent in such a short period of time." An elder sighed.

Over the years, countless monks who have reached the Soul Tempering Realm or even beyond the Soul Tempering Realm have fought in this ancient arena. They have been able to pass through the formations and blast cracks out of the arena. It is very difficult for such a thing to happen.

Of course, this is not to say that Mo Nan is more powerful than those monks who have transcended the Soul Tempering Realm, but that the spiritual formation on the arena can automatically adjust its strength according to the cultivation level of the person fighting.

The spiritual formation on the stage suppresses the cultivation of the two people at the early stage of the psychic realm. Therefore, this arena is suitable for the battle of monks in the early stage of the spiritual realm.

There are cracks in the arena, but the elders are not worried. After they leave, the spiritual formation will automatically repair the arena.

The battle became more and more intense, and more lightning poured down from the void. The lightning that hit the ground did not disappear immediately, but turned into moving electric rays, connecting from the sky to the ring, moving irregularly on it, like a

Cleaning up the battlefield.

"If such a secret technique is released on a battlefield with thousands of troops, one person can change a war." Luo Hao whispered. He was born in Beicheng, which has been in constant war for many years, and he knows how grand the real battlefield is.

A secret technique like this with wide range and high destructiveness will be very terrifying on the battlefield, as one person can withstand thousands of troops.

When the people around heard this, many nodded. The founder of this secret technique was one of the founding fathers of the Lieyun Kingdom. They could imagine that perhaps it was because of such a figure that the ancestors of the Lieyun Kingdom were able to conquer this.

Such a huge territory.

"What are you talking about, a big guy like you? How can you inflate other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige?" Gu Rui immediately became unhappy after hearing this and accused Luo Hao.

Luo Hao is more than eight feet tall and has a burly body. He is indeed a big man, equivalent to two Qiu Fugui.

"I didn't say Lin Feng was weaker than him..." Luo Hao was speechless.

But before he could finish his words, a gust of wind blew by, interrupting everyone's thoughts. On the arena, tornadoes of strong wind rose from the ground, raging everywhere, and violently collided with the electric light.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

Wind and thunder intertwined, lightning thundered, and violent winds and rain poured down.

"The two of them are really going against the will of heaven!" A disciple swallowed unconsciously as he looked at this terrifying scene.

"Their battle actually affected the celestial phenomena. This is really scary." Even the Soul Tempering Realm disciples were amazed. He asked himself that he could not do such a thing.

The storm collided with the electric light, sparks intertwined, and the ocean-like energy swept across all directions, and the people far below were affected to some extent.

Perhaps because this move consumes too much, the storm and the electric light finally died together under the final collision and dissipated together in the sky and the earth. The energy exploded, and after a while, the battlefield finally returned to calm, and the dark clouds slowly faded away.

After the aftermath of the battle gradually dissipated, everyone finally saw the two figures, facing each other from afar, standing on both sides of the ring.

Lin Feng's face was slightly pale, and there were water stains on his forehead. It was unclear whether it was sweat or raindrops. His breath was weak, and it was obvious that the secret technique had consumed him greatly.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

In contrast, Mo Nan's condition was even worse. He was half-bowed, holding his knees with both hands, panting, and his face was even whiter, without any blood.

"Why does he have so much aura?" Lin Feng thought to himself. He was able to persist until now entirely because of the improvement of his physique by the Dragon Abyss Sword and the Dragon Emperor's essence and blood, as well as the powerful recovery ability of the "Holy Spirit"

.

Lin Feng was also the top figure of his generation in Lieyun Kingdom. When Lin Feng fought with Song Hang, Song Hang was almost exhausted, but he still had more than half of his spiritual energy.

But at this moment, there is not much spiritual energy left in his body. For Mo Nan to be able to fight him to this point, it must be said that the spiritual energy in Mo Nan's body is also very vast.

Lin Feng was shocked, but Mo Nan was even more shocked than him. Unlike Lin Feng, Mo Nan was stuck in the late stage of Qi Gathering Realm for too long. He stayed in that realm for nearly two years.

Although his realm has not changed in the past two years, he has not wasted this period of time. During the abundant time, he tried every means to consolidate his foundation, temper his body, and increase the spiritual energy in his body as much as possible.

Therefore, even though he has only been in the psychic realm for half a month, he is far more skilled in the use of spiritual energy than Lin Feng, and the content of spiritual energy in his body is not comparable to that of an ordinary early stage monk in the psychic realm.

Although Lin Feng has made rapid progress in his realm, compared with him, he lacks a certain foundation.

But even under such circumstances, he was still no match for Lin Feng, and the spiritual energy in his body was still not as much as Lin Feng's. This was what shocked Mo Nan.

From the beginning of the battle to now, the two of them have not said a word. There is no need for any words between them, only fighting.

Lin Feng took a step forward. Although he was weak at this time, he knew that Mo Nan was weaker than him and now was the best time to defeat Mo Nan.

Although Mo Nan wanted to recover for a while, he also understood that Lin Feng would not give him this chance. Seeing Lin Feng coming, Mo Nan pushed himself up and continued fighting with Lin Feng.

There were many wounds of different sizes on his body, all of which were caused by Lin Feng's strong wind. Similarly, there were many charred black spots on Lin Feng's body, all caused by the lightning.

Especially his shoulder, where Mo Nan had pierced with a lightning spear. Although the bleeding had stopped, the severe pain still existed. With every move he made, there would be tearing pain from the wound.
Chapter completed!