Sign In For A Hundred Years, Gou Cheng, The Ancestor Of Sect

Chapter 285: The outcome is determined

After Fan Yinmeng displayed the ten-square golden wheel, the whole person was detached as if being emptied, the spirit and spirit were greatly weakened, and his face was as pale as paper.

When Zhao Fei condensed the evil flame of Shura, although Fan Yinmeng guessed that Zhao Fei might not be defeated, she did not expect to resolve it so easily. At this moment, she had consumed too much devil energy.

But Fan Yinmeng is also the top powerhouse among the younger generation of the Commercial League. After a moment of consternation, he immediately recovered his calm, and his figure slowly turned into an invisible form and disappeared into the void.

“Hidden? This is not like a master’s integrity.”

Zhao Fei gave a chuckle, and then Divine Sense spread out overwhelmingly.

Suddenly, Zhao Fei frowned slightly, and said in surprise: “Strange, there is no fluctuation in the surrounding space, don’t you escape into the void? How did that disappear…”

“Whoo!”

A phantom suddenly appeared beside Zhao Fei, followed by Sword Qi slashing.

Zhao Fei was suddenly shocked, and he could not detect the existence of the opponent until the moment when Fan Yinmeng made his move.

The realm demon fell asleep again, and Zhao Fei used the power of the moon pupil again to avoid his figure from Sword Qi.

“Swap positions out of thin air?”

Everyone exclaimed, if there were no other secret magical powers, this transposition out of thin air was an ability that only high-rank skill refiners could use.

“how……”

A strange sound of Sanskrit sound came from the void, and then no trace was captured again.

Ren Gu frowned and said, “These two younger generations actually still have a second hand. Could it be that Yan Chuanxiao still has the status of a refiner? How could he shift out of thin air?”

This sentence made everyone aware of an extremely terrifying fact. If Zhao Fei takes into account the ability of a refining master, then Ziyun Chamber of Commerce may really become the biggest dark horse this time!

With the strength that Zhao Fei showed today, in the entire business alliance, they couldn’t think of anyone who could stabilize Zhao Fei.

Even Zhang Zifan, Wan Xueye, and Dong Xingjie had their eyes solemn at the moment, and couldn’t get an exact answer in their hearts.

“Skill Refining Master… Could it be that Hua Moyuan taught him? Unfortunately, it has already been agreed that even if the kid Yan Chuanxiao has the talents, he will undoubtedly die today!”

Gui Tianjiu’s voice sounded coldly, and his gaze glanced at Hua Moyuan intentionally or unintentionally, with a cold expression on his face.

But at this moment, everyone has a lot of doubts in their hearts. After the metamorphosis of the ten-square golden wheel, the Sanskrit Dream consumes a lot of money, why can I win?

The sword light of Fanyinmeng kept flying out of various tricky positions, and Zhao Fei dodged one by one without any danger every time.

After a few trials, the frequency of the swords in the dream of Fan Yin became faster and faster, and only the afterimages of Jian Mang and Zhao Fei could be seen flashing under the sky.

“What the hell is going on?!”

Wan Xueye’s expression was extremely horrified. He found that he could not capture the existence of the Sanskrit Dream, but the sinister Sword Qi couldn’t do anything wrong. At this moment, if he changed himself to the field, he would have been hit by several swords long ago.

Sha Mozi also had some doubts, and said in thought: “It is indeed strange, even I can’t capture his position. There hasn’t been a similar Cultivation Technique in the Geo Music Chamber of Commerce. Could it be that the Sanskrit Dream was taught by another master?”

Zhao Fei dodged again and again at this moment, even if he could teleport with the power of Moon pupil, he still gradually fell into a passive situation.

But even if the movements were slightly flustered, Zhao Fei’s brain began to become alive.Suddenly, Zhao Fei’s figure stopped steadily, with a confident smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Your Sword Qi is so fierce, the body should not be far from me, in fact, you can easily break the game with this kind of trick, do you believe it?”

The voice of the Sanskrit Dream came from the void, but every word appeared from different directions from all directions, which was even more confusing.

“After self-cultivation of this technique, no one has successfully cracked it.”

Zhao Fei chuckled lightly: “That’s because they are too bad. If you can hear me, it means that sound waves can be transmitted to the position of your being. No matter how you hide, you still need to maintain at least one connection point with the space, otherwise It will fall into nothingness and will never be restored.”

Fan Yinmeng said indifferently: “Yes, but there can be infinitely many connection points in this space. Even if you have the method of sonic attack, the probability of finding me is very small, not to mention these connection points are still in a state of movement.”

Zhao Fei’s eyes gradually returned to calmness, and Ma Liang’s magic pen opened and closed, and he actually condensed a simple and simple clock, with a long and magnificent vibe.

After greatly improving his spirit power and gaining a deeper understanding of Ma Liang’s magic pen, Zhao Fei was finally able to transform various artifacts.

For example, the ancient clock drawn at this moment is the one used by Mu Qiujie in Xuji City.

The pupils of everyone present suddenly shrank. They had heard of Mu Qiujie’s name more or less, and naturally recognized this ancient clock.

“You think that the probability that Sonic will find you is minimal, because most of the sonic attacks always consume magic energy, but if the range of sonic penetration is large enough and the duration is long enough, how long can you hide?”

When the voice fell to the ground, Zhao Fei’s eyes suddenly became cold, and the combined force of his palms suddenly shot on the ancient clock.

A thick and melodious bell spread out, shaking in everyone’s ears.

Everyone at the scene changed their colors in amazement. Even if the ordinary sonic attack can penetrate the past in all directions, it will never be profound and infinite. It seems that you can vaguely feel the passage of time.

“Fan Yinmeng, I found you…”

Zhao Fei grinned, and the Vermillion Bird Skyfire Knife was in his hand, stabbing it three inches to the left of the top of his head.

Just before the bell sounded, there was a slight fluctuation in that direction, which was immediately captured and locked by Zhao Fei’s sharp Divine Sense.

Zhao Flying Daggers’ light moved with the fluctuations in the space, and swung down in the direction of the Sanskrit Dream Shield all the way.

“boom!”

Suddenly, the Vermillion Bird Skyfire Knife was counter-shocked, and a blazing sun’s fire was suppressed.

Fan Yinmeng’s figure slowly emerged, his face was ugly to the extreme, and he said coldly: “Even if you force me to show up, under my Sword Qi, you only have the ability to resist dodge, how can you defeat me!”

Wan Xueye and Dong Xing Jie looked at each other. In that situation, they asked themselves that they couldn’t think of a way to force the real body of the Sanskrit Dream so quickly, and their eyes were full of solemn expressions.

Zhao Fei suddenly laughed, “You are seven star ranks higher than me, but after the consumption of ten square golden wheels and escape into the void just now, how much strength do you have left?”

While talking, the Vermillion Bird Skyfire Sword didn’t pause for a moment, it was chasing the Mana Yinmeng in an unruly manner, not seeking to kill and gain power, just to consume her magical energy.

In terms of probability, physical strength will always be a woman’s weakness, even for demons.

Seeing that the situation on the court is easier, everyone’s faces are pale. They just pressed all of their possessions on the body of Fanyinmeng. If this continues, I am afraid that they will even lose their underwear!

Fan Yinmeng hurriedly condensed the fireball again, but everyone knew that she was the end of the battle at this moment.

Zhao Fei gave a chuckle, and his figure burst into the void, suddenly appeared beside Fan Yinmeng, and the blade rested directly on her fragrant shoulders.

“The outcome is determined, are you going to die?”