Dragon Prince Yuan

On the plaza floating in the center of the lake, two shadows confront each other in the countless fierce gaze.

Chen Beifeng stared at Ye Bingling in shadow. “Ye Bingling, you have no chance today. ”

His hands held together slowly, with a dark yellow pound of gas rising from his body, the source gas rushed straight into the sky, like a yellow storm, between the whistles, there was a stinging whistle, causing the human spirit to shake a little.

Seven flavors of Qi, enchanting yellow style.

At the same time, the source gas formed three Shinto halo halos behind him, emitting a faint light of colour, swallowing heaven and earth source gas.

As soon as Chen Beifeng Qi fluctuated, there was a strong and horizontal source of Qi. Pressure diffused, leading many people to the scene. His eyes were slightly condensed. Seven qualities of Qi Qi. Later in Shinto Province, the Lower Nine Provinces...

One of the things that ordinary people can possess is that they can have some advantages at the same level, but now the three are united enough to allow Chen Beifeng to step into the first-class level of the Shinto realm, arrogant of the countless Gods.

When Chen Bei wind source gas surged, whistling sky formed a pressure, Ye Bingling was also concentrating, snow and white source gas sprayed out of her body, like forming a layer of cold cloud over her head like a wave, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped sharply.

Seven pints of gas, sea chills!

Three Shinto halo halos emitted faint colors and gathered behind them.

Either way, Ye Bingling does not seem weaker than Chen Beifeng.

The eyes of the two met, and there seemed to be a spark splattering in the air.

Buzz!

The corner of Chen Beifeng's mouth smiled with a cold smile and took the lead. He could only see his fingers bouncing. The void fluctuated with ripples. In the sky, thousands of yellow wind blades shaped in the sky, tearing the void and laying the heavenly cover against the leaf ice rink.

The cold cloud of the layer of source gas on the top of Ye Bingling's head also began to creep. Numerous snowflakes erupted. Each snowflake condensed the extreme cold air and collided with the thousands of wind blades.

Boom!

The two strong sources of gas collided and suddenly burst into a low and heavy sound, causing the void to shake constantly, and the wind blade and snowflake were also constantly breaking apart from each other.

Whoa!

While the wind blade and snowflake still collided, Chen Beifeng's figure turned into a blurred light shadow burst out. He grabbed the palm of his hand and pounded the source gas, which turned into a huge dark yellow wind blade.

Over the wind blade, winds spinning at high speeds, past, even the void is split apart.

Chen Beifeng's figure appeared like a ghost above Ye Bingling, and the huge wind blade directly and severely chopped off his hand.

“Enchanted Wind Blade! ”

The wind blade is cut off and emits sharp sound waves. The sound waves possess the power to interfere with the divine soul. Once it is won, the divine soul trance will be cut into two by the wind blade.

However, as an old opponent of Chen Beifeng, Ye Bingling was extremely aware of his means. The internal source gas surge directly shielded the sound waves. Then she stamped the ground, and suddenly pounded the source gas surge. A cold wall made up by the ice cold source gas burst out of her face.

Boo!

Huge wind blades were cut on cold ice walls, loud noises were heard, shock waves were raging, and there were numerous cracks on the ice walls that suddenly spread and eventually opened up into countless pieces of debris.

Whoops!

Ye Bingling's slender figure burst out, his toes pointed past some fragments, and a cold ice gun appeared in Yu's hand, directly turned into a shadow, wrapped in pounds of male and male origin, and covered against the Chen Beifeng.

And the shooting shadow whistled, the source gas reflected between the photographs, the countless source gas stars sparkled, the general number is more than tens of millions of layers, so the noise is not surprising.

“Huh.”

Chen Beifeng sighted, a cold hum, holding huge wind blades in his hand, also waving out thousands of knives of light, pounding source breath whistling room, also reflecting countless source gas stars, no less color than Ye Bingling.

Bell!

Halfway up the sky, the two shadows are constantly staggering like ghosts. In just a few dozen breaths, they have been fighting each other for hundreds of rounds. Heavy air storms against the collision caused array of sources, causing countless exclamations.

Zhou Yuan looked at the two opposing shadows in the middle of the sky, his eyes slightly condensed. From his perception, Ye Bingling and Chen Beifeng were probably at the level of 13 million source gas stars. It just seemed that Chen Beifeng was slightly stronger, but in any case, it was a little stronger than his 11 million today.

However, I'm afraid there is still room for Chen Beifeng.

Is that the power of the Vice Chancellor? Surely not the Kingteng leaders can compare.

“Zhou Yuan, can Master Ye win?” Ichizu asked nervously.

Zhou Yuan sang for a moment, "From the look of it, it's almost the same. If you want to divide the two sides, it may depend on the degree of condensation of the wind spiritual pattern. ”

Yichiu Shui's cheek is brimming with joy. "Over the past month, Master Ye, with the help of the wind mother pattern you have provided, now the wind spiritual print has reached 70% complete, which must be stronger than Chen Beifeng! ”

You know, in the past more than a year, Ye Bingling and Chen Beifeng have only raised the wind's spiritual pattern to 50% completeness, but now the former has increased by 20% in a month, and this speed will obviously exceed Chen Beifeng.

However, Zhou Yuan was not as optimistic as she was. She was just staring at Chen Beifeng's figure on the field. Ye Bingling's improvement this month was not insignificant, but he knew that Chen Beifeng could not be unprepared.

The fierce battle in the field suddenly changed as the two spoke.

Ye Bingling's hands above the back, with the green light coming out, together with the high degree of completion of the wind spiritual pattern gradually emerged, obviously, she also understood that she would not have won Chen Beifeng today without the power of the wind spiritual pattern.

With the appearance of the wind's spiritual pattern, the source gas fluctuations that have erupted since the leaf ice rink began to climb at an alarming rate.

Short interest, that kind of source gas, is climbing to more than 14 million!

Ye Bingling's changes also caused many shouts between the heavens and the earth.

“Fine Tianyuan technique, Tianlian Ice Jade Palm! ”

Ye Bingling's speed also skyrocketed at this time, a scintillation, appeared in front of Chen Beifeng like a transient movement, the jade hand photographed, at that moment, pounds of ice and cold gas converged, directly formed a palm of white jade of about 100 characters.

In the palm of the palm of the white jade, there is a light pattern of lotus flowers, with a subtle power.

At this time, Ye Bingling, Bao Xiang solemnly, white jade palm whistle, one hand against Chen Beifeng fiercely and violently shot.

Ye Bingling's clap is an amazing long brew.

The cold air came over, and Chen Beifeng looked at Ye Bingling for his best offense, but there was a strange curve at the corner of his mouth.

“Ye Bingling, is this where your bottom gas is? Seventy percent of the finishing touches are really good. ”

“But do you really think I used to be at 50% of the time? ”

Ye Bingling could not help but change her face slightly. There was a rise of anxiety in her heart, but the palm wind was even more fierce.

Chen Beifeng was not concerned about the ice and cold jade under his palm. “I didn't want to expose it before, only because once it was exposed, I'm afraid it will always be difficult to open a dispute between the cabinet owners, but now, there is no such concern. ”

On the back of his hand, a blue light emerged.

At the same time, in the flesh and blood of the arms, there are also many blue light points that converge rapidly against the back of the hand, and that residual light mark is beginning to become brighter and brighter.

The completeness of the wind's spiritual pattern, at which point it improves rapidly.

50%, 60%... 70%!

In the blink of an eye, the completion of the wind's spiritual pattern was catching up with 70% of Ye Bingling. Moreover, the most alarming thing is the constant convergence of light points, all of which are traces of the wind's spiritual pattern, except that in the past Chen Beifeng sealed in the body by some means.

As more and more source light points converge, eventually, the wind spiritual print on the back of Chen Beifeng's hand reaches 80%!

Wow!

In heaven and earth, there are countless appalling noises, no one thought, Chen Beifeng hid so deep!

His Spiritual Print, of course, is 80% complete!

At the same time, the source of gas diffused from Chen Beifeng is also beginning to surge rapidly at this moment.

Source gas mirrors the void behind it, reflecting countless source gas stars. Roughly speaking, it has already broken into 15 million horrors!

Clearly, at this moment, Chen Beifeng finally showed his strength completely and unreservedly.

And when the 15 million source gas stars reflected the void, Yiqiu Shui, Liu Zhixuan and other supporters of Ye Bingling all grew pale, and opposed to Chen Beifeng's supporters, they were cheering.

More neutral, is a dark sigh.

It seems that today's contest among the lords of this court has been settled.