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Chapter 291

And the air around him seemed to be distorted at this moment, becoming illusory and ethereal.At this moment, Bai Fenghua even suddenly had an illusion that he seemed unable to feel his own existence!
What kind of trick is this?
Bai Fenghua's heart skipped a beat, he clenched the slightly trembling Sky Sword in his hand, lowered his eyes, and met Gong Yufeng's attack!
The startling battle begins!

Gong Yufeng's fighting spirit was like a dream, like a dream, it was formless and seemed to have form.

Bai Fenghua's fighting spirit burst out, and the snow-white fighting spirit radiated like the light of the scorching sun, and the sky sword in Bai Fenghua's hand was full of fighting spirit, and the nine-color strange light blurred everything in this instant. human eye.

Light, countless lights, meet and bloom at this moment.

The entire arena was shrouded in brilliant light, and everything on the arena couldn't be seen clearly.Countless lights shot up into the sky, reflecting the sky of the entire arena incomparably magnificent.All the people are staring at the incredible scene in front of them, what kind of power is it that can cause such a situation?
On the ring, Bai Fenghua and Gong Yufeng had already exchanged hands.

In this fight, the opponent is no longer probing like before, but has used his real skills.

When Bai Fenghua's fighting spirit and Gong Yufeng's fighting spirit merged together, a chill rose in Bai Fenghua's heart. Gong Yufeng's fighting spirit was very strange, very strange...

If Bai Fenghua's fighting spirit is very strong at the moment, he is like a tiger coming out of the mountain, taming a dragon going out to sea, it is unstoppable.Then Gong Yufeng's fighting spirit was like a trace of cold breath, tightly surrounding the surroundings, waiting for an opportunity like a poisonous snake.

The Changkong Sword in Bai Fenghua's hand trembled slightly, as if he was very uncomfortable.

"Bai Fenghua, be careful. This person is very weird." The cool voice sounded in Bai Fenghua's mind at the right time, "Changkong said that he hates this feeling and it makes him very uncomfortable."

Bai Fenghua narrowed his eyes slightly, and after parrying Gong Yufeng's offensive with a sword, he quickly jumped back, away from Gong Yufeng's surroundings.It doesn't take Kuku to say that she also knows that Gong Yufeng is not easy.

Gong Yufeng didn't give Bai Fenghua a chance to breathe, but swung the sword in his hand to attack Bai Fenghua again.Bai Fenghua's eyes darkened, and he swung his sword to meet him.

The weapons were handed over, but there was no roar as expected.This handover, Bai Fenghua's heart sank suddenly, because she clearly felt that the other party's fighting spirit seemed to be aggressive, and it instantly enveloped the long sky sword in Bai Fenghua's hand.The long sky sword trembled more and more.

Mo Qingjue, who was in the stands, looked at the ring with increasingly cold eyes, and even a trace of imperceptible worry flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Luo Chen's fists were clenched tightly, people with their strength could completely see the situation on the ring.Fenghua's situation is not optimistic.What kind of fighting spirit is used by this basalt sage?So weird.It's really hateful.Thinking of this, Luo Chenfeng suddenly had a thought in his heart, if he confronted the Xuanwu saint, what would the result be?

On the ring, Bai Fenghua and Gong Yufeng were still confronting each other.An ominous feeling always lingered in Bai Fenghua's heart for a long time.This basalt sage gave her a very bad feeling.

It's going to be an uphill battle, an uphill battle like never before.

Suddenly...

"Put away Xiaokong quickly! Quickly! Bai Fenghua, it's too late!" Kuku's voice suddenly sounded eagerly in Bai Fenghua's mind. shouted in Bai Fenghua's mind, the tone was very hasty and flustered.

Bai Fenghua didn't have time to think about it, and she understood in an instant that Gong Yufeng's fighting spirit was completely wrong.She retreated in a hurry, put away the long sky sword, and quickly inserted the long sky sword into the scabbard. The nine-color strange light disappeared in an instant, and the strong light gradually dissipated. Bai Fenghua stood quietly on the edge of the ring empty-handed.And her Sky Sword was silently pinned to her waist at this moment.

Bai Fenghua's hand slowly touched the hilt of the Changkong Sword at his waist, but the Changkong Sword seemed to have lost consciousness at this moment, seemed to have passed out, and never responded.

"Xiaokong's consciousness is very disordered, he is very tired and needs to rest." The cool voice is also a little anxious.Unexpectedly, the other party is such a powerful person, who seems to be able to specifically restrain the artifact with its own consciousness.Moreover, he was also affected a little bit just now.It seems that the fighting spirit of the cold-faced man in front of him can not only restrain the sky, which is an artifact, but also restrain himself.What can I do?Xiaomu, it would be great if you were here now.How could Bai Fenghua, an unlucky prick, meet such a troublesome opponent today.

The scene in front of them stunned everyone.Everyone looked at Bai Fenghua's actions in puzzlement. Bai Fenghua put away the long empty sword, the head of the divine weapon, and stood proudly by the side of the ring.what does she mean?Do you want to fight the Xuanwu saint empty-handed?Are you underestimating each other?
But there are also masters who have found something wrong.If Bai Fenghua wanted to fight with bare hands, why wait until now?The fight between the two saints was extraordinary, and Bai Fenghua would not want to humiliate each other in this way.Then the only reason is probably that there is something wrong with the long sky sword.

Who is it that made the Sky Sword unusable?

A group of expert judges on the highest stand looked at Xuanwu Saint Gong Yufeng with surprised eyes.That handsome man with an indifferent and calm face, he did it?He actually forced Bai Fenghua to this point?Make her unable to use the artifact?

Mo Qingjue looked at everything in front of him coldly and did not speak.

"Oops, oops! I really underestimated the Xuanwu saint, he can force Fenghua not to use the divine weapon." The second elder kept muttering to himself like an ant in a hot pot, and his expression became more and more nervous.Bai Zimo and An Shaoming, who were sitting next to him, felt their hearts tense, and looked worriedly at Bai Fenghua on the ring.

"What the hell is going on? Sis's artifact is really useless?" Bai Zimo gritted his teeth and looked anxiously at the ring.

"Sister Bai has no advantage now." Although An Shaoming's voice was a little anxious, he insisted on his point of view, "Even so, I don't think Sister Bai will lose. Sister Bai will definitely win."

(End of this chapter)