Chapter 757 The Genius Conference (End)

On the earth, under the windy divine wind boundary-breaking spear, a dark sinkhole with a diameter of dozens of feet appeared. The power of thunder and lightning and the power of storms as fine as iron wires were woven into sheets to seal the sinkhole. The net, like a lid, trapped Yang Xuanwu inside.

However, a chaotic cauldron with a red-gold body, three legs and two ears, slowly rose from the sinkhole.

For a moment, the wind was thunderous and silent, and then like a waterfall, they fell into the mouth of the not too big furnace one after another, and were ignited by the flames of fighting spirit inside, making the fire of the furnace burn even more vigorously.

when! !

The oven of fighting spirit vibrated slightly and emitted a sonorous and crisp sound, as if it was not condensed from Yang Xuanwu's fighting spirit, but made of gold and iron.

The sound waves rolled across the sky and the thunder that was raging across the sky and earth for a while was like a small fire blown by a hurricane, its light was dim and uncertain.

Feng Lin, who was suspended in mid-air, seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. He was suddenly stunned and his pupils were scattered.

Although it was only for a moment, Yang Xuanwu seized the opportunity.

brush! !

The Four-Elephant Holy Spear is like a dragon soaring into the abyss, incredibly ferocious and incredibly fast.

In just an instant, as if ignoring the space barrier, he crossed a hundred feet and arrived in front of Feng Lin, only three feet away.

At this time, the fatal sense of crisis finally made Feng Lin, who was shocked by the "oven war sound", come back to his senses.

He was worthy of his status as a pure-blooded royal family of the Kamikaze Tribe. He remained calm in the face of danger. With a slight movement of his wings, he closed them together. The power of wind and thunder merged with each other to form a three-foot-tall giant egg suspended in mid-air.

Boom! !

The ferocious and terrifying shot failed to break through the defense of the dome after all, but the strong concussive force caused Feng Lin, who was protected by the dome, to inevitably suffer some injuries.

Cracks emerged from the skin, and fine cyan blood soaked the shiny feathers one after another.

At this moment, His Highness the Kamikaze Tribe looked quite embarrassed.

However, before the furious Feng Lin could fight back, Yang Xuanwu was already in front of him with a shot.

"I……"

Feng Lin was extremely aggrieved and had to defend himself.

After one shot, there was another.

After being caught by Yang Xuanwu and getting close, even the proud son of the Kamikaze Clan had no power to fight back.

In Feng Lin's perception, he was like a small boat in the storm. He tried hard to steer and paddle, but he could not withstand the power of heaven and earth.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

More and more green blood dripped to the ground. The originally handsome wind and thunder wings seemed to have turned into bald chickens, with gun holes densely covered and gurgling blood flowing down from them.

puff! !

The tip of the spear came out from the chest, and drops of blue blood dripped down.

Yang Xuanwu was about to take another shot when his expression suddenly changed slightly and he drew his gun and retreated.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came, and the sky-dropping wings fell from the sky, picking up Feng Lin who was seriously injured and dying. This was the action of the divine powerhouse of the Kamikaze Clan.

As a pure-blooded royal family, Feng Lin's status is not much weaker than that of the Holy Monk. The top leaders of the Kamikaze Clan will not let him die here.

"The battle is over, the winner is Yang Xuanwu!"

A golden light curtain emerged, Yang Xuanwu's expression remained unchanged, he still sat cross-legged, took out a healing elixir and swallowed it, using the power of creation in his body to repair the injury.

Although Feng Lin's divine wind boundary-breaking spear was finally resolved by Yang Xuanwu with his fighting spirit, and with the help of his strength, he used that powerful force to activate his "War Soul Tianyin" and Feng Lin was shocked and laid the foundation for the final victory.

But it is undeniable that the offensive power of the Divine Wind Boundary Breaking Spear is indeed extremely powerful. It is not weaker than Yang Xuanwu's full-strength attack.

As a result, he also suffered serious injuries.

There is still a lot of wind and thunder power raging in the body, and there are fine cracks on the bones. These need to be dealt with one by one, otherwise it will be detrimental to future fighting.

Fortunately, Yang Xuanwu was the first to end the battle, and he had more time to heal and prepare.

Time passed, and when Yang Xuanwu recovered completely and returned to his peak condition, there was only half an hour left before the four-to-two battle.

At this moment, the other three monks are seizing the time to recover.

Among the three, the one with the most severe injuries was a member of the Qiongqi Realm's demon lineage.

This is a tree demon. His previous opponent was the genius of the Fire Spirit Clan from the Nine Phoenix Realm.

Although this tree demon finally won the victory with insidious and vicious methods.

But the immortal fire of the Fire Spirit Tribe also burned him to death.

At this moment, there are deep purple flames on its torso, burning blazingly, thick black smoke rising, and crackling sounds from time to time.

Until the moment before the battle began, the dryad was still seriously injured.

I saw golden light spreading out, forming a golden barrier that separated the two venues.

Yang Xuanwu looked intently, his opponent in this battle was not the tree demon, so who was it?

"Haha, I'm lucky for once!" Yang Xuanwu said to himself.

He had failed to draw the lottery several times before, but this time it was finally his turn.

"unlucky!"

Yang Xuanwu was happy, but the tree demon was not in a good mood.

He had already been severely injured, but he also met a guy who had the most complete condition. Thinking about the Fire Spirit Clan he met in the last game, the tree demon just felt that God was against him.

"I hope this guy will be strong on the outside but strong on the inside!" The tree demon comforted himself in his heart.

However, as soon as the battle began, the overwhelming feeling of oppression made the dryad give up its childish ideas.

"Indiscriminate shooting!"

Yang Xuanwu did not slack off at all because of his opponent's serious injury. He also used his full strength to fight the lion against the rabbit, let alone a genius in the world?

Therefore, he directly took action with all his strength.

Sharp roars joined together, and thousands of spear lights, like thousands of arrows, enveloped the tree demon whose body was still burning with purple fire.

boom! !

The gun light shattered, and a dry branch that reached into the sky slowly retracted, taking the tree demon away.

"The winner of this battle is Yang Xuanwu!"

The battle between four and two was extremely smooth, and the victory was achieved with almost no effort.

"The last battle!" Yang Xuanwu said to himself, then turned his eyes and watched the fighting on the other side through the formation barrier.

Unlike Yang Xuanwu's quick end, the two strong ones on the other side came from the ghost clan of the Luwu Realm and the nine-tailed fox clan of the Jiufeng Realm.

The former controls a dozen green-faced and fanged evil spirits, and is very powerful.

The latter used unpredictable illusions to deal with it, seemingly passive at every turn, but in Yang Xuanwu's view, the ghost clan genius might lose.

Illusion is best at moistening things with silent penetration. When fighting against a strong illusionist, it is best to solve the problem as soon as possible without delay, otherwise the situation will become more passive as time goes by.

Sure enough, as he thought, a quarter of an hour later, the ghost clan's genius' eyes began to become trance-like, and his consciousness fell into a hazy state.

The genius of the nine-tailed fox tribe immediately seized the opportunity. The three white fluffy tails on his back suddenly surged, like three hanging upside down Milky Ways. He first wiped out more than a dozen evil ghosts, and then surrounded the genius of the ghost tribe in one fell swoop. A slight twist will kill it.

But at this time, a powerful man from the Yinyue Dynasty took action and rescued the genius of the ghost tribe, preventing the genius of the nine-tailed fox tribe from succeeding.

This peerless beauty who looked like a fairy didn't pay attention. Her pink lips were slightly hooked, and she turned around with a delicate smile on her pretty face and looked at Yang Xuanwu from the distance.

An invisible power of charm spread, and this woman wanted to disturb Yang Xuanwu's mood before the battle.

Yang Xuanwu naturally noticed it, but he still sat still, as if he were the reincarnation of a saint, with a calm and solemn expression, and an aura as high as the sun.

At the same time, a big and round furnace of fighting spirit suddenly jumped out from Yang Xuanwu's head.

With a bang, the furnace shook.

The war spirit sky sound sounded, and the power of charm was shattered.

The genius of the nine-tailed fox tribe suddenly widened his almond-shaped eyes. The three fox tails that kept shaking behind him suddenly became stiff and motionless, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. It took a long time for him to recover.

She glanced at Yang Xuanwu with lingering fear, but quickly looked away, fearing that the fighting spirit Tianyin would attack him again.

"How can we fight like this?" Nine-tailed Fox Bai Rui muttered in her heart. Although it was just a preliminary fight, that guy's will was like poured gold and iron. It was extremely strong and unshakable. He was simply the natural nemesis of illusions. .