"Here it is."

The voice sounded behind him again, but this time Luo Zheng didn't turn around, his mind moved a little, and the water wave and air flow suddenly turned into a thousand water swords and hit in all directions.

"No matter where you are, show yourself to me!" Luo Zheng's eyes were cold and his vitality spread out, feeling the changes around him.

The water sword hit in all directions failed again. Luo Zheng was a little cold at this time. He not only couldn't feel the existence of the other party, but also couldn't hurt him

Just above Luo, Feng Luyao's thin figure appeared slowly, with a faint faint faint awn flickering on the body surface, and a large number of orange gas awns suddenly appeared outside the faint awn.

"It's the vice president!"

"Ah!"

"My God, is that... Is it really the vice president?" Tu Sheng's face changed sharply not far away. "The vice president is a wood attribute, but this person's attribute is... Fire."

This is Feng Luyao's secret. As one of his iron friends, Xie Shengui naturally knows it. He smiled indifferently and didn't explain, "I'm relieved when Vice President Feng comes."

Feeling the sudden surge of fire energy from above, Luo Zheng was shocked and looked up. There were orange flames everywhere in a radius of kilometers, forming a dome.

In the middle of the dome is the slender Feng Luyao.

"Feng Luyao?" Luo Zheng felt that his back was sweating. Feng Luyao was very famous in the cultivation world. He was very righteous and a good man. His cultivation was profound and respected.

But no one knows what kind of accomplishments they have achieved.

Luo Zheng's understanding of Feng Luyao also stays on the surface, and his accomplishments are very high. At least he is a saint and a member of the wooden family. He is a disciple of Qinghe in the Muling Academy. More than 20 years ago, when Qinghe Dujie soared, Dujie quality fell, and the adventure fell on Feng Luyao, and so on.

At this moment, when he saw the fire awn on Feng Luyao, and the powerful fire awn, he had a stabbing pain. Luo Zheng knew that nine times out of ten the legends in the market were false. Feng Luyao was not a wood system, but a fire system

Moreover, the vitality of the fire system is obviously not ordinary, and it seems that it has suffered some soul power.

No, it was Feng Luyao who subtly integrated soul power and vitality, just as he integrated evil spirit into the vitality of his water system.

At this stage, there is no retreat. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Who is more powerful? How can you know if you don't compare with each other.

In the face of Feng Luyao, who formed the fire dome and wanted to cause the pressure on the top, Luo Zheng was unwilling to be weak. He used the vitality of the water system to form a huge air barrier like the ocean.

He didn't want to lose momentum before he started.

"Whoosh!"

Luo Zheng's body flashed and rushed to Feng Luyao with a residual shadow behind him.

Feng Luyao's body, which was as stable as Mount Tai, suddenly disappeared in place.

"Ah! Ok... So fast." Luo Zheng's scalp is a little tight. Feng Luyao's speed is too fast. In the eyes of ordinary people, his figure is like a blink, but in Luo Zheng's eyes, he still captures a wisp of residual shadow.

A powerful fire appeared on the side of his body. Luo Zheng waved his hand and clapped it. The water flowed and the air exploded.

Feng Luyao is not on this side.

"Hiss..." Luo Zheng quickly waved and cleaved to the other side. As a result, Feng Luyao was no longer on the other side. Then the extremely powerful fire wrapped Luo Zheng up.

"Ah? This..." Luo Zheng's body vibrated, and the vitality of the water continued to spread in all directions with him as the center.

When he was concentrating on fighting against Feng Luyao's vitality, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in Linghai, "it's a soul attack! What a despicable Feng Luyao, he stole a soul attack..."

Luo Zheng didn't take all precautions. His soul was attacked immediately. Under a burst of stabbing pain, there was a strong sense of vertigo. The picture in front of him also shook and the eardrum trembled. It seemed that there was a harsh buzzing sound.

"Ah!" he cried out in pain.

Feng Luyao's illusory body suddenly appeared before Luo Zheng's death at this moment, and his slender palm was slowly patted out.

This time Luo Zheng saw clearly, but his body was suddenly stiff and unable to defend. "It's soul imprisonment... Feng Luyao's soul power is so powerful... Despicable guy."

Facing this palm, Luo Zheng can only watch it fall.

The palm of his hand was close to Luo Zheng's heart, and an orange awn twinkled like the sun.

Bang.

Luo Zheng only felt that his heart was instantly broken and his whole body was lax. The water wave and air barrier maintained in the air suddenly disappeared.

"Poof."

Luo Zheng opened his mouth and blew out black blood with blood clots. His body fell to the ground. His heart was broken, and his sternum and ribs were broken at least three places.

The heart is the main feature to maintain life and survival, but when you reach Luozheng, the heart is not the only one. The powerful sea of Qi and the sea of spirit are the foundation to maintain the survival of the body.

Even if the heart is shattered, it can still recover slowly relying on its strong healing ability.

This is the strength of the Holy One!

Among ordinary people, such a saint is already a demigod.

A wisp of soft water breath immediately surrounds Luo Zheng's heart. This wisp of water protects the broken heart and continues to maintain its normal function.

"Luo Sheng is my good friend. You shouldn't be cruel to him." Feng Luyao's hoarse voice sounded.

At this moment, Luo Zheng's body has moved, "I didn't kill him..."

Feng Luyao's body fell down with lightning, and his palm stretched out to stick to Luo Zheng's heart at once.

"Ah! No." Luo Zheng shouted. At this moment, his body seemed to move. When the powerful magic bombarded him, he moved a little body, which avoided the broken heart.

The powerful magic power bombarded the left lung.

Even with strong breath protection, Luo Zheng still felt that his left lung was almost burned to ashes, and his body trembled and screamed and fell to the ground again.

"Big brother..." Luo Fei stood up weakly. The influence of the elixir and the saint's strong healing ability made his injury under control.

"More than 20 years ago, you tricked him into going to Tianjin and Haili to practice, and together with your brother, you mourned and secretly hurt Luo Sheng. If it weren't for me, Luo Sheng would have died. It can be said that you killed him 20 years ago.

Now, you destroy his cultivation and control his soul. It's better to kill him than not to kill him. The evil heart is heinous. Today I will also destroy your cultivation. Remember, the martial arts academy is not something you can make trouble, nor are the gods in the world, nor can you do whatever you want! "Feng Luyao said, incarnating a flame like the hot sun.

"Big brother!" Luo Fei gritted his teeth. At the moment when the fire was about to fall on Luo Zheng, he turned into a stream of water to block the middle.

Boom.

The fire awn flickered, Luo Fei's body exploded instantly, and a wisp of demon Dan core appeared. There seemed to be water waves flashing in the Dan core.

At the same time, there is an illusion, only a small man the size of a palm appears

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