Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 637 Your fate, I decide!

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and the roar of the blasting air resounded from the two people's bodies, and the violent power formed two huge beams of light, soaring into the sky.

The thunder in the space turned into a thumb-thick thunder and lingered around Lu Feng's body. The astonishing thunder was like a revived Thor, exuding a trembling aura.

The two faced each other from a distance, and they were not in a hurry to make a move, but were familiar with the power of the formation here, and mobilized it to the maximum.

"This is a duel between two fifth-rank masters, and this is their world."

"Fortunately, the head of the family invited Luo Zitong, otherwise, under the plan of the Chu family, who can stop him."

Many members of Tang Tian's family looked at each other in dismay, and the two amazing forces made them feel an irresistible fear.

It was not due to the strength of Lu Feng and Luo Zitong themselves, but the power of the vast formation.

"Everyone is almost here, it seems that the final decisive battle is about to start here."

Outside the formation, Chu Yunsong scanned the entire formation with his eyes, and now there are about a hundred people gathered in the central area. Time to rush to the central area.

The numbers of the Tangtian family and the Chu family were almost the same, all thanks to Chu Yunsong's formation.

It can be said that without Luo Zitong's intervention, the Chu family has almost secured the number one position in this battle for the Holy Vein.

The Great Elder next to him smiled wryly, and said: "The situation is very unfavorable to my Chu family. I originally hoped to pin it on Chu Feng. After all, he also has the attainment of a fourth-rank master. Now that Luo Zitong is killed, if he cannot be solved, this battle will definitely be defeated." lose."

His cloudy eyes fluctuated, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he didn't have much expectation in his heart.

"It's useless to worry now, we can only wait for the end."

Chu Yunsong's eyes finally fell on Lu Feng and Luo Zitong.

The Great Elder sighed, "It's not safe to pin your hopes on him. He is much younger than Luo Zitong, and this time, my Chu family will not allow another failure, otherwise there will be no comeback in the next few hundred years. Opportunity."

As the oldest figure in the Chu family's antique rank, he valued this battle of holy blood the most.

"Trust him, I believe he can create some miracles that will make you and me dumbfounded."

Although Lu Feng was recognized by the Saint Master, his talent was stronger than Luo Zitong, but the latter was much older than Lu Feng after all, and it was a bit reluctant to deal with him.

However, at this time, he can only believe that Lu Feng can turn the tide.

As long as Luo Zitong is defeated, he can completely control the power of the formation in the central area.

And at the moment when Chu Yunsong and others were worried, the fighting spirit surged up in the central area, and the invisible confrontation between the two rolled up violent waves of air, which exploded invisible ripples.

"Brother Lu!"

Chu Feng smiled wryly. Originally, he was the core of the battle for the holy veins in the Patriarch's plan, but under the awe of Luo Zitong, the fifth-rank master, he became a spectator instead, which caused many complex colors to flash in his eyes.

"Leave him to me to deal with. I must solve this person myself."

Lu Feng's dark and cold pupils froze Luo Zitong.

"Stop rambling, all we can do is trust him. If the Tangtian family and Xiao Xiaoxiao dare to make trouble, I won't spare them."

Chu Lian's eyes were cold and chilling, and the fiery red long sword was raised.

Before Lu Feng rescued her like a god suddenly descending, now she believed that Lu Feng also had the power to turn the tide.

Click!

Luo Zitong took a step forward, and the frenzied power surged under his feet, and a Dow finger-wide crack suddenly exploded, and a powerful force fluctuated out.

At this time, he is completely familiar with the power of the formation here.

"What a powerful force. It seems that you can die now. It would be a happy thing to kill a fifth-rank grandmaster with light hands." Luo Zitong stared at Lu Feng playfully, and stretched out his scarlet tongue to lick his lower lip. .

Lu Feng's face was still calm, and a smile appeared: "You still talk so much nonsense."

"Since you are anxious to find death, I can help you now."

The lightning jumped in his hand, turning into a flexible arc of light.

The gorgeous brilliance swept across like a storm in an instant, and the whole world turned into endless grids intertwined, aiming at Lu Feng and shrouding it suddenly.

"My life! You still can't take it, but your life, I take it!"

Almost in a moment, the infinite thunder and lightning turned into a huge palm print, tearing towards the power grid, and suddenly crackling thunder and lightning buzzed.

The two forces kept colliding with each other, thunder and thunder roared down from the sky and the earth, as if turning into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning.

And that kind of confrontation momentum is definitely not something that any confrontation between Tianwu Realm can arouse.

The sound of berserk continued to roar, and the fight between the two was extremely fierce, and they all manipulated the power of the formation between heaven and earth to turn it into the most terrifying force.

Inside and outside the formation, countless eyes watched the astonishing attack, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

In the formation, it is the world of inscription masters, and it is difficult for anyone to intervene.

Luo Zitong's eyes were sarcasm, and with a flick of his finger, a bucket-thick thunderbolt, like an electric snake, pierced through the void and headed towards Lu Feng from afar.

The space that the electric snake crossed, the void seemed to be shattered like nothingness.

"reverse!"

Lu Feng formed a mark like lightning, and forcibly reversed the power of the formation. The violent space seemed to rotate, and the electric snake dissipated silently.

And Luo Zitong kept flying the electric snake with his hands, and in the blink of an eye, this kind of electric snake almost covered the entire space.

Such a fierce offensive is enough to kill any Ninth Heaven Martial Realm in an instant.

Lu Feng's face was dignified, and the deep thunderstorm resounded, his hands were slowly pacing in a retrograde posture, and the electric snake continued to collapse when the power of the formation was reversed.

And between this reversal, the two formed a balance.

"Death to me!"

At this moment, Luo Zitong obviously also realized this.

The thunder gathered and turned into a huge finger light, which was shot out suddenly, the space suddenly collapsed, and the ocean of thunder and lightning spread down immediately.

Faced with this kind of attack, Lu Feng slowly closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, and two lightning beams suddenly shot out.

"Xing Luo. Broken Sky Finger!"

The space in front of Lu Feng was directly distorted, and then as the fingerlight flew like a pillar of the sky, the void in front seemed to collapse and was swallowed up immediately.

With the help of the vast power of the formation, Lu Feng barely used the sixth finger of Xingluo, a trace of the finger of swallowing the sky.

But with just that fur, it was already terrifyingly strong.

Immediately, I saw the two finger lights fighting crazily, and the fluctuations stretched across the entire square.

"What a powerful inscription pattern attainment!"

The Great Elder's turbid eyes lit up, and there was some hope in his heart.

"I still underestimated this nephew who suddenly appeared."

Chu Yunsong laughed at himself, his heart was a little shaken.

Who would have expected that Lu Feng would actually block Luo Zitong's power.

At the end of the day, the hope of winning this holy vein battle rested on him.

(End of this chapter)