The fight against the sky begins with Han Feng

Chapter 177 Victory or Loss

"Haha, Lord Jian is joking." Lord Lei waved his hand and said with a smile: "Both sides are competing, if you feel you can't beat them, you can admit defeat. I don't see any panic on the face of the young pavilion master of Xingyun Pavilion. He must be confident in his heart, so why should I go up and spoil the fun? You are right, Master Feng."

Hearing this, Lord Feng glanced at the smiling Lord Lei, and sneered in his heart, but the expression on his face was extremely dull.

"What Lord Lei said is true, I don't want to go up and ruin Feng'er's happiness."

After hearing the words of the two people, Venerable Huangquan's eyes flickered, but he didn't say much. Should they, Huangquan Pavilion, also find a backer?

If you can't find it, it's better to leave Zhongzhou and go to other places to develop. Venerable Huang Quan thought that he didn't have any big ambitions. Instead of being a phoenix tail in Zhongzhou, it would be better to be a chicken head somewhere else.

As for Lord Jian, he watched the battle in the square with great interest. He wondered how the young master of Xingyun Pavilion could deal with the advanced fighting skills of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan?

"The ancient skill of the demon phoenix, soul-breaking style!"

Huang Yun's expression was calm, but as he finished speaking, the colorful energy suddenly became violent, and the hundred-foot-sized phoenix silhouette raised its head to the sky and let out a loud phoenix cry.

Then, the colorful energy that had just spread out instantly shrank back into the phoenix's shadow. Because of this, the phoenix's shadow gradually became solid...

Seeing this, Han Feng didn't hesitate at all. Dark blue flames filled the sky like huge waves thousands of feet high. Then, firebirds flew out from the huge waves of flames, flapped their wings, and stayed in the air.

As the number of firebirds increased, the color of the flame waves gradually became lighter. When the last firebird flew out, the huge wave transformed by the sea heart flame finally trembled a few times and slowly dissipated.

"Qingluan Burning Phoenix!"

Following Han Feng's cold shout, thousands of firebirds filled the entire sky, wrapping the phantom of the phoenix in the middle.

Not only that, I saw Han Feng bite the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of slightly cyan blood. This Qingluan Burning Phoenix needs to condense the spirit of Qingluan, otherwise, its power will not reach the upper level.

Facing Huang Yun, who used a secret method to upgrade his strength to the Nine Star Douzong, Han Feng directly used Qingluan Burning Phoenix.

There were a thousand dark blue firebirds. After Han Feng's blood fell on one firebird, it was like a chain reaction, and every firebird's eyes showed a little movement.

To empower spirits, Han Feng once refined Qingluan's essence and blood, which was also an indispensable step to unleash the maximum power of Qingluan Burning Phoenix.

"Qingluan..." Huang Yun's face was cold. He had naturally seen the strong men of the Qingluan tribe, so he could see the true form of this firebird at a glance.

"No matter what means you use, you will be defeated by me!"

The corners of Huang Yun's lips curled up. He liked this kind of hearty battle. Both sides used their strongest fighting skills to deliver the most exciting blows!

The phantom of the phoenix in the sky flew high into the sky, and then crashed down like a meteorite. The surrounding space was cracked, and two dark space cracks were drawn by the wings of the phoenix.

"The blue luan burns the phoenix, and the thousand birds burn the sky!"

Han Feng stretched out his hand and pointed at the phantom of the phoenix in the sky.

With one finger down, thousands of firebirds in the sky raised their heads together, emitting a crisp chirp, and then, like meteors streaking across the sky, they crashed towards the phantom of the phoenix.

Under the square, Mu Qingluan and Feng Qing'er had stopped fighting. In fact, the outcome of their battle was not too important. No matter who won, it would not determine the final outcome.

The same goes for Leng Yue'er and the Fenglei Pavilion disciple.

"Is this Senior Brother Han Feng's Qingluan Firebird?" Mu Qingluan raised her head, stretched out her hand to smooth the hair from her forehead, and murmured: "Thousands of Qingluan Firebirds, how spectacular..." "Hmph, It just looks bluffing." Feng Qing'er snorted coldly and said calmly: "Your senior brother Han Feng is no match for Brother Huang Yun."

"Don't speak too soon."

Mu Qingluan shrugged and said slowly: "Aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face if you speak so truthfully?"

"If it were me, I wouldn't say such words. Tsk, tsk, I used the secret method of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan to compete with my senior brother Han Feng..."

"You..." Feng Qing'er gritted her teeth and swallowed the words in her mouth, because the result of the battle in the air was about to come out.

The phantoms of the firebird and the phoenix were in a stalemate in the sky, waves of fire spread out, the temperature of the world rose rapidly, and the clouds were dispersed by the waves of fire.

In order to prevent the aftermath of this fighting skill from spreading, Lord Lei shook his big hand and several thunderbolts fell from the sky, separating the square from the outside world.

"One more move!" Han Feng swallowed the elixir in his mouth to restore his fighting spirit, and continued to perform advanced earth-level fighting skills. Even with Fen Jue, it was difficult for him to restore his fighting spirit at a speed that could keep up.

But, he is an alchemist, does he still lack the elixir to restore his fighting spirit?

Han Feng raised his palm, and Hai Xinyan quickly gathered together, creating another dark blue flame trident.

After the flame trident took shape, Han Feng continued to inject the fighting spirit in his body into the trident, and the dark blue flames became more solid. The hot flames continued to roll, making the sound of crashing waves.

"Go."

Han Feng raised his hand and threw it hard, and the flame trident roared out like a fire dragon. Perhaps because of the specialness of the flame, while the surrounding temperature increased, the air actually became moist, and blue water droplets fell from the sky.

"Why do you still have strength?" Feeling the terrifying power carried by the flame trident, Huang Yun's dull expression finally changed.

All this is different from what he imagined. Why? This was obviously the final blow, but why did Han Feng still have the fighting spirit to perform such an attack?

"No, I seem to have overlooked something. This Han Feng seems to be an alchemist..."

Suddenly, Huang Yun seemed to have thought of something. For alchemists, elixirs were not a rare thing. They could use the power of elixirs to quickly restore their fighting spirit and restore their condition.

"What a disgusting feeling."

Huang Yun smiled bitterly, and all the fighting energy remaining in his body surged out, condensing into a giant black bell, protecting him. Then, Huang Yun also found a pill from the ring and threw it into his mouth. At that time, Fenglei Pavilion will have to reimburse these pills...

"Haha, it's not over yet."

After the flaming trident landed on the giant bell, Han Feng chuckled and lightly grabbed it with his palm, and the space around the giant bell collapsed instantly.

"Space strangulation, Huang Yun, use your last resort to determine the outcome."

(End of this chapter)