Hearing this sound, everyone was stunned and looked quickly.


    In the dust and smoke, Xiao Changfeng stood with his hands on his back without any injury.


    Just now, the wind blade enough to cut the boulder didn''t hurt the ninth prince?


    Hiss!


    For a moment, everyone took a breath and couldn''t believe it.


    "The sword idea is OK, but the aura is insufficient and the speed is too slow!"


    Xiao Changfeng opened his mouth faintly and commented on the blow!


    And say you don''t have enough aura?


    Too slow?


    Oh, my God!


    Duanmu Lei''s aura is condensed into hard, and his intention of chasing the wind sword is based on speed.


    The blow just now was faster than lightning if it was thunderous.


    Is it said to be too slow?


    If it had been before, everyone must have felt that Xiao Changfeng was arrogant.


    However, he escaped the blow, but people have to pay attention to his strength.


    "Duan Mu Lei''s attack just now is not a martial art, but with the sword intention and his condensed aura, it is an advanced martial art of the Xuan level. If Xue lanzhan is seriously injured, why can he avoid it?"


    Yun Hou frowned, puzzled.


    Not only Yun Hou, but also martial artists with some common sense feel incredible at the moment.


    Duanmu thunder is so powerful. Although it''s just a wave, it has the intention of blessing with a sword.


    Even ye Yuntian and Huo Wulin felt it hard to resist.


    However, Xiao Changfeng avoided it without any damage.


    You know, he''s just the seventh weight of Lingwu realm. It''s incredible.


    And now.


    Duanmu Lei was also a little stunned. He frowned and stared at Xiao Changfeng with a cold flash in his eyes.


    "I underestimated you. I didn''t expect you to escape my move!"


    In the eyes, the killing machine splashed.


    At the same time, Duanmu Lei raised his hands slightly and gently grasped the void, as if he had grasped this world.


    "Xuanjie advanced martial arts: wind condensation explosion!"


    The blue light behind Duanmu thunder bloomed, and a strong wind lifted from behind him, like a storm, straight into the nine days, stirring the wind and cloud.


    "This... This is the soul of Qipin wind!"


    Seeing the blue wind behind Duanmu thunder, countless martial artists turned pale.


    Martial soul, this is what every martial artist dreams of.


    If you have a martial spirit, you can become a soul warrior.


    The combat power of soul fighters is several times that of other fighters in the same realm.


    Duanmu Lei, who can climb the list of hidden dragons, relies on wind and soul and unparalleled sword technique.


    Duanmu Lei showed his sword technique before.


    At this time, he showed his martial spirit.


    Elemental martial soul is more powerful than ordinary martial soul, and Feng martial soul is the best among them.


    For a moment, the wind around the whole big sacrifice hall seemed to be pulled and quickly reached between Duanmu Lei''s hands.


    When they looked, they could see a blue wind mass condensing between Duanmu Lei''s hands.


    This wind mass contains surging and incomparable wind. Once it explodes, it is like a big storm.


    Even if detained by Duanmu Lei, people can still feel the terrorist power contained in it.


    "Although he is still only in the martial arts realm, he has been able to attract the power of the wind by virtue of the martial spirit of the wind. I''m afraid this blow is not inferior to the martial arts of the earth level."


    Yun Hou''s eyes were dignified and his heart was shocked by Duanmu Lei''s talent and strength.


    "It is worthy of being Tianjiao of Qianlong bang. At the moment, he has already had such a terrible attack before pulling out his sword. If he tries his best, I''m afraid he can only fight him with more than five levels of strength in the earth and martial arts!"


    Duke Wei''s eyes were full of admiration.


    Although the Weiguo government is known as half the court.


    But how can you hold power with your own strength.


    If he can, he wants to use all his power in exchange for Duanmu Lei''s martial arts talent.


    Unfortunately, this is just extravagant hope.


    Wei Yanqing, on the other side, had his eyes flashing, and wished he were Duanmu Lei.


    "I''m afraid only the great prince can hold him down!"


    Mo Ruyu also sighed, and couldn''t help thinking of the great prince.


    It''s a pity that the great prince was picked up by the sage of Zhenwu. He practiced in isolation and couldn''t come out.


    At the same time, I felt the terrible power of the wind. Both Xiao Yurong and Master Lu looked very ugly.


    But this is a challenge arena. No one can help. Otherwise, the rules will be broken.


    "Go!"


    At this time, Duanmu Lei finally accumulated his strength.


    Suddenly, he pushed his hands like holding the sun and the moon and smashing his head.


    This smash looks light on the surface, but the wind mass the size of the head inside is incomparably concise. The wind is silky and winding in thousands of strands. Each strand is enough to cut off the huge wood.


    Boom!


    This attack is like the ancient god man turning up and falling down the mountain. It is so powerful that it can''t be defeated.


    A huge force of Hongtian spread from Duanmu Lei to Xiao Changfeng. This invisible force was like a giant spirit waving his palm and pushing it out horizontally.


    Along the way, the granite ground was directly smashed, and all the rubble turned into powder in an instant.


    Like a large bulldozer, it pushes out horizontally from the front of Duanmu Lei, and all the objects it resists will be crushed into ash.


    At the front is Xiao Changfeng.


    "Brother nine, be careful!"


    Xiao Yurong was extremely nervous. Feeling the terrible power of the blow, his heart jumped to his throat and screamed out.


    However, Xiao Changfeng still didn''t hide or flash. Standing in place, he didn''t seem to see the invincible wind mass.


    For a moment, the wind mass hit Xiao Changfeng.


    Boom!


    Like a meteorite falling to the ground, the sound of thunder blew up on the ground!


    The whole ground shook in an instant.


    "That loser is dead!"


    The second prince''s face showed a surprised color, stared at the wind mass, and his heart was infinitely happy.


    The terrible wind blew up, like a storm crossing, and the strong wind swept in.


    Everyone is trying to grasp the things around them to avoid being blown away.


    Only some powerful people can stand in the wind.


    And this is just an external afterwave.


    Xiao Changfeng, who was really in the center, suffered at least ten times more power than this.


    Xue lanzhan, ye Yuntian and others looked frightened.


    They can''t resist such attacks.


    Even the martial arts masters of the heavenly martial arts realm, such as Marquis Yun, have serious eyes and dare not underestimate them.


    With this attack, Duanmu Lei was enough to fight with the three or four heavy fighters in the local martial territory.


    This is the real evil.


    This is the real pride.


    It deserves to be the wind chasing sword on the Qianlong list!


    Hoo Hoo!


    The terrible wind roared and swept the world. However, Duanmu Lei was not happy, but frowned.


    Soon, the strong wind gradually gathered away, and Duanmu Lei saw Xiao Changfeng.


    Xiao Changfeng was standing where he was, surrounded by ruins. However, his body was not damaged at all. Even the ground under his feet had no cracks.


    At this time, Xiao Changfeng stood in place and grinned at him.


    "The second move!"