Spiritual Energy Recovery: I Have A Swallowing System

In general, characters like Yun Feiyang that are specifically used to punch the face.

There is a common disease, as confident and arrogant as the protagonist, and then does not know how to observe the situation.

If you think about it a little, how can an ordinary Dao Spirit Second Realm enter the finals?

This is if it is not treated with caution and underestimates the enemy.

Xiao Yan's words that he can't defeat this Yun Feiyang like this, that is too much to say.

From Qiu Lingfeng's thinking, even if the other party only has twenty percent of his own strength, he must go all out.

After all...... As long as he doesn't kill the other party 100% in seconds, the other party may give him a second with one move!

Don't say this can't happen, what if?

Between this heaven and earth, the most important thing is the demon Tianjiao.

As the two Tianjiao of the Ye family ended the battle, Xiao Yan and Yun Feiyang also stepped into the ring.

Yun Feiyang, wearing a cloud-patterned white robe, with a tall and strong figure, long hair tied behind his head, leaving only a few strands to flutter in the wind, holding a long sword.

This dress, coupled with his face, immediately attracted the attention of countless female audiences.

"Clouds flying! Clouds flying! "

Aaaaaa Brother Feiyang, I love you! Love you! Just like a mouse loves rice!

"Brother Feiyang, you must win the championship!"

The female audience around screamed.

It was a pity that because of the soundproof formation, their crazy cheering screams were not heard by Yun Feiyang.

This soundproof formation is to avoid this situation.

Lest the contestants hear the sound of the audience, which affects the performance.

Xiao Yan's dress is completely different from Yun Feiyang's dress, and it can even be said that they are two painting styles.

Xiao Yan's face is resolute, not too handsome, but it cannot be said to be ordinary, especially his eyes, deep as night, people can't help but sink into it at a glance.

The most amazing thing is that his eyes are not more, no less, exactly two!

He slowly removed the inky black ruler on his back, carried it on his shoulder, and looked at Yun Feiyang coldly with a pair of dark eyes as night.

"Yun family, Yun Feiyang!" Although Yun Feiyang despised Xiao Yan, the process of walking still had to go, he said with a fist.

"Nandou Academy, inner courtyard, Xiao Yan!" Xiao Yan put down the heavy ruler and hugged his fists.

"Jinlan City Tianjiao Competition, the final - now officially begins!"

Then, accompanied by a shout from the host.

"Bell ——!"

The sound of a flood bell resounded throughout the stadium.

Almost instantaneously.

The two figures on the stage are intertwined.

Choke!

With a hard crash, flames burst out.

I saw that the long sword in Yun Feiyang's hand had already collided violently with Xiao Yan's inky black ruler.

"The strength is good, quite strong." Yun Feiyang said with a little surprise,

"It's a pity that you met me."

"The clouds are ethereal, coming and going without a trace."

Yun Feiyang let out a low sigh, and then his figure was like smoke, and he strangely disappeared in place.

This Yun Feiyang is also a Tianjiao with divine talent!

His magical talent is called "Cloud and Mist".

When cast, your body can turn into mist, allowing you to move quickly and catch your opponent by surprise.

"Xuan Yan Technique."

After seeing Yun Feiyang turn into mist, Xiao Yan did not panic, but drank deeply, and terrifying flames erupted around his body.

The flames gushed and swept the entire ring, leaving Yun Feiyang with no place to stay.

Suddenly, a flame in the ring dimmed down.

"Flame Breaking Wave!"

Xiao Yan immediately seized this moment, holding the inky black heavy ruler, swept it across, and slashed towards that place.

The flame ruler shadow swept the ring, with a scorching heat wave, the momentum was terrifying!

Yun Feiyang never expected that Xiao Yan would have such a hand, so easily breaking his divine talent.

"Cloud-breaking sword!"

Yun Feiyang drank lightly, and a sword stabbed out.

"Nine days of thunder!"

Xiao Yan drank lowly, his figure flashed, disappeared in place, and then his figure appeared on Yun Feiyang's side.

Boom!

Yun Feiyang stabbed a sword at the flame ruler.

The flame ruler shadow exploded instantly, and the terrifying aftermath of the explosion poured out.

The soundproof formation in the audience cannot isolate the fluctuations of the battle.

Otherwise, when Xiao Yan cut off the water dragon before, the water droplets would not have splashed on the audience.

Boom——!

The terrifying wind swept and slapped on the faces of the audience, and there was a feeling of pain.

"Hiss..."

a sound of inhaling air sounded on the field.

Almost instantly.

The temperature of the entire stadium seems to have risen several degrees due to the lack of air conditioning.

"The power of this attack is too terrifying, right?"

"Yes, this level of attack can already be invincible under the soul realm, right?"

"It seems that this Xiao Yan of the Pirate Supreme Dao Spirit Realm is also extraordinary."

"Uh-huh, he has been able to get to this point with the cultivation of the second realm of the Dao Spirit, which is already very good."

The audience looked at Xiao Yan on the stage and praised one after another.

At this time, Xiao Yan, who was beside Yun Feiyang, suddenly swept out with a thunderous momentum.

Boom!

Xiao Yan's leg, with a grinning wind, was extremely fierce.

Seeing this, Yun Feiyang's face changed slightly, and then he hurriedly drew his sword and slashed towards Xiao Yan's leg.

But Xiao Yan seemed to have anticipated Yun Feiyang's attack and quickly retracted his legs.

Then he moved, and a knee hit Yun Feiyang's chin hard.

Boom!

Yun Feiyang was caught off guard, because his chin was hit, his face turned red, and he almost fainted in front of him.

Xiao Yan's strength is not small, even if he is three realms behind him, it still makes him almost unbearable.

Oops

...... Yun Feiyang took a few steps back, shook his somewhat dizzy head, and looked at Xiao Yan coldly.

"Strong, my brother Xiao Yan!"

Qiu Lingfeng lay on the railing, looking at the figures fighting together in the ring, repeating such a sentence in his mouth, and praised.

Although this Xiao Yan's strength was not very good at the beginning, he has now grown into a top Tianjiao.

Qiu Lingfeng felt very pleased with this, and he was worthy of being the existence with the same name as Emperor Yan.

It's terrifying!

Such a rare existence, I am afraid that the entire Lingsu Continent does not exceed five fingers!

"I don't know if Xiao Yan is willing to hold my thigh for the sake of my fellow countryman and old classmate?"

Qiu Lingfeng held his chin with his big hand and murmured.

Instead of working his own, he now wants to be a salted fish again.

After all, it is too safe in this Jinlan City.

As soon as people are safe, they always love to fantasize.

Of course, if you throw Qiu Lingfeng into the barren mountains now.

Seeing that he would not swallow a Dao Tong Realm martial artist before tomorrow, he would not give up.

Just kidding, in the face of danger, it is more effective than holding your thighs or having your own strength.

Qiu Lingfeng has a clear understanding of what level he is.

He belongs to the kind of lazy man who takes a step with a whip.

If he didn't have a sense of crisis, he might lie on the ground and fall asleep.

That's why he cultivates the people around him.

At that time, the people around him can beat him, and they can urge him to cultivate.

Well!

That's a great idea.