Chapter two hundred and seven powerful storm
In a blink of an eye, Ye Yan's body was extremely hot. All the fighting god skills were evaporated, and a trace of hot spiritual power surged around him. His eyes suddenly turned into starlight, and the rich luster swayed like flames. His eyes slowly fell on Bunifeng's body, as if he had completely figured out his.
"Let me die? I'm underestimating me too much!"
Ye Yan looked at him, his eyes filled with endless vast aura. Deep in the starry pupils, it seemed like a galaxy was hidden. The galaxy was filled with endless energy that even this world could not match. However, in Ye Yan's star pupil, there was a layer of light film covering it and he did not awaken.
Ye Yan's body soared into the air, his whole body was shocked, and all the clothes on his upper body turned into ashes, revealing his agile dark red skin. When you look closely, you can still see a trace of fiery red spiritual power visible to the naked eye flowing everywhere inside the skin, and finally all of them were activated by Ye Yan to his arms.
Just like the fire, Ye Yan's breath changed a little qualitatively because of the strangeness of the Fighting God Art, and his body was constantly strengthened.
"Hmph!" Seeing Ye Yan's strange changes, Bunifeng snorted lightly, not taking it seriously at all. In his opinion, no matter how much struggle he struggled, he could only get the same result.
Ye Yan seemed to have never seen Bunifeng's sneer. His palms intertwined in front of his chest, his spiritual power condensed, and a majestic aura enveloped him.
In the distance, Wu Tian's eyes also changed significantly at this moment. When these two people played, they couldn't tell who was stronger or weak. Both auras were on the front line. What was particularly surprised was that the young man, who was dark red, actually made up for the gap between the two with his strength in the early stage of the War Spirit Realm. This was a bit incredible. Although the distance was not very large, many people knew that Boonie Feng had advanced to the middle stage of the War Spirit Realm for a long time, and it was rumored that he could almost try to attack the late stage.
Ye Yan must have some skills or possesses some strange things when he can make up for it, otherwise it is almost impossible to do it except swallowing pills.
"Come on!" Bai Qingtian's beautiful eyes moved, and he looked at Ye Yan who was rising into the air, and he was slightly worried, but after five days, he gradually developed some trust.
"Chop me!"
Bunifeng's eyes were full of killing expressions, and a heavy roar came out of his mouth. He held the mountain axe with both hands, and the giant axe printed on his head was also trembling. Finally, a wave of energy rolled around, slashing the figure in the air with a bang!
The silver light shines brightly, and the giant axe seems to have the ability to open a mountain, dividing this space in an instant.
Ye Yan was not slow, his body was still moving. A powerful spiritual power surged from his right arm, looking closely at the silver giant axe that was slashing like lightning.
At a distance of two meters, the space seemed to begin to solidify. If it fell on Ye Yan, the consequences of his tragic death were self-evident. Such a large-scale attack could not be used several times, and once it was used, it would be a fatal blow.
At this moment, Ye Yan's body finally moved slightly under the urgent gaze of many eyes. His arm shook in the air, and the stars fell. Then, he pointed at the giant axe in the air, as if it was enough to penetrate the world and focused on the giant axe. The flames surged, the space broke through the air again, and the air was burning a lot when the hot flames fell.
"Fighting God Finger!"
Since the Fighting God Finger was fully practiced, this was Ye Yan's first time to use it. The effect was almost perfect. After a month of cultivation, the effect was impeccable. The entire He family probably could not find the second volume of the spiritual level low-level **, let alone the ** that is integrated with combat skills. Such value is difficult to find even the entire Neil City.
The Fighting God Finger can be said to be a low-level combat skill in the spirit level. It is definitely a huge leap for the soul level, and it is even more different. If it were not for the time being, Ye Yan might not be able to use it, because the greater the power, the greater the consumption of spiritual power. With his current situation, even in his peak state, he can only use it twice.
Ye Yan also has a lot of confidence. Even if Bunifeng has the help of the Horcrux, he doesn't care much.
Boom! Boom!
The next moment, the space in the center of the square platform vibrated, and every figure standing on the platform also shook. Two powerful energy intertwined together and resounded in all directions. Countless energy poured down in the air, suppressing everything around.
The loud noise continued in my ears, covering Ye Yan and Bunifeng in a moment, unable to tell the difference between strength and weakness. They could only use some blurred light to see a fingerprint penetrate the giant axe statue, and both of them caused a sensation at the same time.
If this square table was just cast in ordinary materials, it would probably be gone in just a moment.
Waiting quietly for a long time, a sound of physical contact in the air came. Ye Yan was in the space where he was, and he saw two figures retreating slightly in a embarrassing manner and smashing hard on the platform.
The bones all over his body resounded through his entire body, and two figures broke out several meters on the square platform before stopping.
Ye Yan was lying on the slightly cool square table and felt a fishy and sweet smell in his throat, which became more and more intense, but he still endured it the next second, and most of his blood was lost on his face.
On the other end, Bunifeng was even more embarrassed. The mountain-opening axe in his hand fell off his palm. When he was not far away, his body ached faintly. His heart tightened, and a mouthful of boiling blood couldn't help but vomited out. The bright red blood gradually penetrated the ground, and his pale face froze.
Bunifeng was stunned and showed an incredible look. His eyes fell on Ye Yan, and he couldn't believe how the latter had such powerful means. His combat skills of such a level are definitely not low, and he must be above his soul-level advanced combat skills.
When he thought of this, Bunifeng's heart trembled slightly, his eyes were full of surprise. Could it be that he has spiritual combat skills?
Such thoughts kept echoing in Bunifeng's brain and could not be erased, because he also felt that it was possible, otherwise how could he be able to defeat the means he was proud of, and even the killer moves released with the mid-grade Horcrux did not dare to ignore them even the late-stage strong men, let alone Ye Yan.
Therefore, Ye Yan is very likely to have spiritual combat skills. If so, it will be much more difficult for Bunifeng to win the championship.
"Ahem!"
Ye Yan slowly stood up in place, his eyes were complicated, and his palms were slightly looked at him for a while. At this time, he was still a little numb, especially a finger was still in pain. With the strongest method he had practiced for a month, he was still unable to defeat Bunifeng, and at most he suffered some damage. He was extremely dissatisfied with him. He had to deal with Bunifeng no matter what, so he easily won the hunting championship.
If Ye Yan does not use fierce means now, he will eventually suffer losses from Bunifeng's hands, and he must take ruthless actions and try not to let him stand up again.
"I underestimated this boy!" Bunifeng gritted his teeth. He thought Ye Yan was not worth paying attention at all, but he didn't expect that he was even more difficult than Yaoyue, and he suffered a loss.
"I don't believe it, you can still go against the will of heaven!" Bunifeng spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at the sky, let out a long roar, held it empty-handed, and flew back with a mountain axe. The lightning gathered again, and his body rushed towards Ye Yan like lightning.
Ye Yan also flew out. The nameless monument rubbed a deep spark on the square platform, and suddenly collided with the mountain-opening axe. Sharp and sharp sounds of gold and iron echoed in his ears.
"If you admit defeat now, maybe it's still time." Boonie Feng said weirdly.
"I'm going to decide this championship." Ye Yan smiled.
"Haha, I hope you don't regret it. This price is heavy." Bunifeng mocked him, he remained motionless, his breath converged, and even his eyes closed.
Ye Yan was slightly stunned. Seeing Bunifeng's appearance, he felt inexplicably confused. He seemed to be urging something, but now he couldn't care about so much, and he must win this battle.
Suddenly, Bunifeng opened his eyes suddenly. His breath churned, and a force could be felt inch by inch of space around him, and the source of this power was Bunifeng.
"Haha!" Boonie Feng roared to the sky, waved his arm, and a domineering spiritual power hit the ground.
In just over a dozen minutes, the Buni Wind became much stronger. I don’t know why, but it’s clear that it’s a level higher than the previous Buni Wind’s strength, which is very shocking!
When Bunifeng laughed wildly, Wu Tian's eyes pulled away from him and pondered: "This time there is also a character in the late stage of the War Spirit Realm."
On both sides, when Yao Yue and his two trembled when they heard Wu Tian’s words, their beautiful eyes looked at them, and their hearts shrank. The breath of Boonie Feng had indeed changed, and it was very stable, not briefly improved by relying on pills.
Looking at the starry eyes, Ye Yan was stunned for a moment, then his face was a little dull, and he felt an indescribable sense of pressure.
"Late stage of the War Spirit Realm?"
Not long after, Ye Yan finally confirmed that although he was unwilling to believe it, the feeling that Bunifeng gave him was so strong.
"I originally thought that the hunting competition was not enough to show my full strength, and I didn't miscalculate it." Bunifeng smiled at Ye Yan, and his smile showed a feeling of being above him.
"Is this your true strength?" Ye Yan was full of surprise. He never expected that Boonie Feng would hide his strength. His strength was already extremely fearful, but he could not expect that he was still so strong.
"Amazed? Hahaha!" Bunifeng regarded everyone as an ant and said arrogantly: "I already had the strength of the late stage of the War Spirit Realm a month ago, but I couldn't find an opponent and kept hiding it. Today, I have to fight happily no matter what. I said, prepare to die!"
The last sentence he said was very vicious. His breath instantly covered the entire square platform, with no smile, and what was left was the killing aura that was equally strong.
"I can only fight hard..."
Chapter completed!