Fang Xiafei spread his arms, and his battle intent soared. The spirit qi around him vibrated. He decided to attack with all his might. Although he had used all his strength just now, he had not used the true power of the Primordial Chaos Force.
Primordial Chaos Force. The two spirit powers were released at the same time, complementing and complementing each other. This was the true power of the Primordial Chaos Force!
Fang Xiafei spread his hands, and his fingers curled into eagle claws. A biting cold air gathered in his left hand, while his right hand was a blazing inferno!
Like a blizzard, ice and frost swirled in the air once again. What was different from the last time was that at the bottom of the blizzard, there was an overwhelming sea of fire!
Ice and fire overlapped!
The ice blades raged, and the sea of fire raged. This was the strength of the Primordial Chaos Force. The two spirit powers complemented and fused together. Those who were not from the Primordial Chaos Sect could not understand how these two conflicting spirit powers could coexist and even coordinate to attack the opponent.
"That's more like it!" Ye finally gave a word of praise, but then he showed even greater disdain. "But it's still not enough against me!"
Ye Kong patted his storage bag and waved his hand. A sword beam appeared! The sword tip pointed to the ground!
"Eldest Senior Brother is drawing his sword! Cloud Talisman Sect will win! " Seeing Ye Kong draw his sword, the Cloud Talisman Sect disciples immediately cheered. Many disciples were so excited that they were smiling with tears in their eyes.
But then, the Primordial Chaos Sect clamored!
"Draw your sword? Draw my ass! Come out, come out. It's just a middle-grade flying sword! "
The disciples of the various sects had not noticed at first. When they focused, they realized that Li Heizi from the Cloud Talisman Sect had really only taken out a middle-grade Flying Fish Sword.
"No way. He wants to defeat Fang Xiafei with this middle-grade flying sword?" The audience that had just gained some confidence in someone was disappointed again.
"It seems like the Cloud Talisman Sect is really poor. The personal disciple of Head Yuanying only uses a middle-grade Dharma artifact. Aiya, what a pauper!"
"That's right. It's not easy being a disciple of a family clan. They are also very poor. They are worse than itinerant cultivators." A few itinerant cultivators could not help but belittle others to elevate themselves.
Ye Kong could not hear these voices. He was staring at the incoming ice and fire. His pupils contracted. The upper layer was ice, and the lower layer was fire.
Come on, Ice and Fire, I want to see how powerful it is. Is it even more powerful than the Ice and Fire that the ladies on Earth play with?
The raging fire burned, evaporating the entire island. There were flames everywhere, flames that burned everything! Above the flames was frost, frost that could freeze everything!
Here it comes!
In the midst of the raging flames, a giant flaming dragon suddenly appeared!
Hu! The giant dragon opened its mouth and spat out a tongue of flame. It accelerated and charged forward!
If I can't freeze you to death, I'll burn you to death! Behind the dragon was Fang Xiafei's ferocious face, reflected by the ice and fire.
The Ice Dragon and Fire Dragon are nothing in front of me! Let me test the Sword Cultivator Void Cleaving Art that I have cultivated for four months on the sea!
The Flying Fish Sword appeared!
The mid-grade Flying Fish Sword was not long, only two feet and three inches long. There was a blade on one side, and the tip of the sword was pointed upward. The back of the sword was serrated like fangs.
The Flying Fish Sword, which was like a large dragon-tooth dagger, cut through the frost. Like a swordfish going against the current, it split the waves and pierced the fire dragon!
The sword exploded!
Boom, boom, boom!
The mid-grade Flying Fish Sword exploded violently. Countless fragments of the sword shot out in all directions, carrying powerful energy. This wasn't a power that the fire dragon could resist.
The power of a sword cultivator was fully displayed in this explosion. The sword was like a sword cultivator's second life. The fragments attacked, decisive and crazy, tyrannical and fierce!
In an instant, the scene in front of everyone became clear again. The fire dragon exploded into nothingness, and the frost storm was blown away. However, what made the audience depressed was that the sword explosion was too powerful. The countless fragments still carried powerful energy!
Swish, swish, swish! Countless spiritual shields were activated at the same time. Only the Core Formation realm ancestors dared not to do so.
Meanwhile, the Qi Refinement disciples all flew up on their magic artifacts. It was a good show, but their own safety was also very important! It turned out that watching a good show was also risky.
"Fellow Daoist Li, you really have some tricks up your sleeve." Fang Xiafei snorted coldly. Her hands moved quickly, and in an instant, she made countless hand seals.
Well, it seems that I can't hide anymore. I'll show you my strongest strength!
After Fang Xiafei finished making the hand seals, she put her hands together and pushed them out!
Ice and Fire Double Dragons!
An ice dragon and a fire dragon were like a straight hemp rope. They intertwined and tangled with each other like a high-speed train, blasting towards Ye Kong!
The Foundation Establishment realm disciples of the Hunyuan Sect were shocked. Originally, they all wanted to fight for the title of the number one in the Foundation Establishment realm. They even thought that Fang Xiafei was only relying on the Yuanying Ancestor's help and didn't have any real strength.
Only now did they realize that their Eldest Senior Brother had been hiding his strength. He had cultivated more than the fifth level of the Primordial Chaos Force.
The Dragon Transformation from spiritual power was the fifth level of the Primordial Chaos Force, but the Double Dragons with two kinds of spiritual power was the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Force. When used, the power was no less than that of a Core Formation realm ancestor!
However, facing such a powerful technique, Ye Kong still solved the problem with the Flying Fish Sword.
"Ice and Fire Double Dragons!"
"Again! I want to see how many flying swords you can explode! "
Fang Xiafei was really angry. She released seven pairs of Ice and Fire Dragons in a row!
Seeing the mid-grade flying swords explode one after another, those who scolded Ye Kong for being poor shut their mouths.
It was too shocking. He was too rich! In the blink of an eye, nine flying swords exploded! Each sword had a minimum of 1,000 Spirit Stones. Nine swords meant 9,000 Spirit Stones!
Oh my god! How was this a battle? He was just throwing Spirit Stones at people for fun! They had seen people wasting Spirit Stones, but they had never seen such a waste of Spirit Stones!
A few Core Formation realm rogue cultivators wanted to rush up and shout, "Big Brother, don't explode anymore. Give me the flying swords. I'll help you kill him."
However, Ye's words completely made Fang Xiafei and all the cultivators present collapse.
"I still have 1,300 swords. Let's see how many more you can release?"
The rogue cultivators all fainted. 'Rich, oh my god, he's really f * cking rich! 'Poor people like us might as well die.'
The female cultivators of the Joyful Union Sect who still didn't have Dao Companions suddenly became infatuated. 'Oh my god, this black fellow who looks like a miner is actually so rich. He's simply the number one rich husband in Cang Nan Continent!'
"Brother Black! You're too handsome. I like dark skin. You're so manly! "
Another junior sister ridiculed, "Senior sister, you just said that you like pretty boys. Pretty boys are your life. You even said that this black fellow is so ugly."
"Shut up! What do you know! " That senior sister reprimanded, "Pretty boys are my life. But when I see a rich man … I don't even want my life anymore!"
Not only did the crowd collapse, even Fang Xiafei collapsed. After releasing eight consecutive Ice and Fire Double Dragons, his spiritual power was already depleted. Hearing that the other party still had so many flying swords … he suddenly realized that this black fellow was really not ordinary. He felt a little regretful.
However, what made him even more regretful was that a certain person spoke again.
"Alright, your performance time is over. Now it's my turn!"
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