Chapter 2814
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The violent ice attribute energy weakened rapidly as it got closer to Feng Wuchen.
"Hmm? My strength is weakening. What's going on? I don't feel Feng Wuchen suppressing my strength. "Zuo Li frowned as he felt his spear radiance dissipating rapidly.
"The ice attribute is weakening very quickly. It seems like Brother Feng has the power to restrain the ice attribute," Mu Qingfeng said to himself.
When Feng Wuchen was still a few meters away, Feng Wuchen swung his sword and destroyed Zuo Li's spear radiance.
It was not a threat at all.
"He must have some powerful fire attribute energy in his body." Zuo Li guessed. That was the only thing he could think of.
It was only when he was restrained that his power would be weakened.
Zuo Li did not think too much about it. He did not take the restraint of the fire attribute to heart. After all, it was just a casual spear radiance.
Zuo Li's ice attribute was weakened. It was not the restraint of the fire attribute. Instead, Zuo Li's ice attribute energy dissipated in front of the Ice Soul Ancestor.
In front of the Ice Soul Ancestor, all ice attributes had to kneel.
Zuo Li's arm that was holding the Sacred Spear shook violently. A surging aura formed a storm and a violent energy spread out from the Sacred Spear. The strength that Zuo Li used had reached the peak of an Eight-star True Immortal.
Zuo Li's eyes were so cold that no one dared to look at him directly.
"Bloodthirsty eyes. The real battle is about to begin," Mu Qingfeng muttered.
"Ha!"
Zuo Li suddenly shouted. He held the Sacred Spear tightly in his right hand and pierced it into the void. Instantly, hundreds of huge and violent energy spear radiances were formed. The bright white light illuminated the dark space.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
With a wave of the Sacred Spear, the violent energy spear radiances swooped down, bringing with them ear-piercing sonic booms and shaking the space. They were fierce and unstoppable.
"Giving up the ice attribute decisively. How cautious." Feng Wuchen grinned. He injected the Primeval Ancestor into the Dragon God Sword. The sword flashed with a bright golden light. The golden halo surged like flames, spreading an invincible sword radiance aura.
Monstrous battle intent burst out crazily.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen was incomparably excited.
"Master! Let's go! "Long Shenjian's extremely excited voice sounded.
"Swish! Swish!"
Chi! Chi! Chi!
Feng Wuchen soared into the sky with the Dragon God Sword in his hand. His figure suddenly disappeared in a flash as streaks of golden sword shadows flickered one after another.
When Feng Wuchen reappeared, he was already rushing towards Zuo Li with the Dragon God Sword in his hand. The hundreds of energy spear lights below had already been cut down by Feng Wuchen.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of energy spear lights were cut off, completely demonstrating the terror of speed and tyrannical power.
"What astonishing speed. This is not teleportation. In an instant, he used a tyrannical and fierce attack to destroy the opponent's strength. Brother Feng is really not simple. The more I watch, the more shocked I am." Mu Qingfeng was also quite shocked.
Zuo Li frowned slightly. Although the hundreds of spear lights were not Saint Arts, their strength was at the peak of an Eight-star True Immortal. Feng Wuchen could easily destroy them, which showed how fierce his strength was.
"To destroy my attack in an instant, his speed and strength have reached the perfect level. He is indeed powerful. He is an expert who has experienced hundreds of battles. In the battle just now, although the power of his Sword Arts was weak, the Sword Follows the Heart and the sword moves have reached the acme of perfection. He is indeed very impressive to be able to reach such a level in the Sword Principle Domain." Zuo Li thought to himself. The contempt in his heart for Feng Wuchen had completely disappeared.
"Zuo Li, don't show me your insignificant skills." Feng Wuchen sneered. Immediately, he swept out his sword with the tyrannical power of annihilation.
"Buzz buzz!"
The moment the sword was drawn, the tyrannical power of the sword light shook the space instantly, giving people a feeling of invincibility.
"What a tyrannical power of the sword light." Zuo Li thought to himself, but there was no change in his expression.
Zuo Li suddenly swooped down, holding the Saint Spear tightly with both hands. From top to bottom, the Saint Spear burst out with dazzling white light.
Boom!
Buzz! Buzz!
The Dragon God Sword and the Saint Spear collided. With a boom, the sky shook. The destructive power of the sword light and the spear light burst out with ripples of energy. Like a storm of death, it swept across the entire Holy World in the blink of an eye.
The vast sea below was already tumbling violently. Huge waterspouts soared into the sky, and huge waves were set off on the surface of the sea.
The two of them collided and formed two huge and dazzling rays of energy.
This was no longer a clash between the Saint Spear and the Saint Sword, but a clash between the two of them.
Wild Leopard said with a face full of shock, "Zuo Li's strength is above Feng Wuchen's. The power of the spear light is extremely violent, but Feng Wuchen can withstand his attack!"
"Does a Four-Star True Immortal really have such power? This kid is really a monster! "Tian Sha was dumbfounded.
"Such terrifying power!" Everyone from the Temple of Rakshasa was shocked. They were all dumbfounded and held their breaths.
"Feng Wuchen can actually contend with Senior Brother Zuo Li at his peak … How can he have such terrifying power?" The more Liu Kui watched, the more shocked he was. His little heart couldn't take it anymore.
"He can contend with my power with a single sword. Can the Saint Armor withstand my power?" Zuo Li frowned again. Every time Feng Wuchen attacked, he would be shocked.
Feng Wuchen grinned and clenched his left hand into a fist. In an instant, a domineering and terrifying power was gathered. It burst out with dazzling golden light.
"Destructive Dragon God Fist!"
Feng Wuchen roared and threw out a punch.
"Oh no!" Zuo Li's face suddenly changed.
Boom!
Buzz! Buzz!
The terrifying golden fist energy blasted out. With a boom, the fist energy engulfed Zuo Li and turned into a huge energy.
Zuo Li was sent flying a few thousand meters away by Feng Wuchen's attack.
Looking at Zuo Li, Feng Wuchen thought, "This punch didn't hurt him at all. The power of the Divine Art is still too weak. Even if the people of the Holy World didn't cultivate their physical bodies, they can't be hurt by ordinary people."
If Feng Wuchen had activated the Ancestor of All Flames and used the Heaven-Burning Dragon God Fist, he might have been able to hurt Zuo Li.
"You took my attack with a single hand just for this punch?" Zuo Li said coldly. He felt that Feng Wuchen was underestimating him. A flame of anger burned in his heart.
"Are you that easily angered?" Feng Wuchen sneered.
"Immortal Art! Heaven-Destroying Slash! "
The surging aura exploded again, and the cold murderous aura spread. Zuo Li poured his power into the Saint Spear. The dazzling white light flashed again. The Saint Spear danced, and with a roar, he stabbed down fiercely.
Swish!
Buzz! Buzz!
The huge white energy spear stabbed down fiercely from the void as if it came from outer space. The terrifying and violent power made countless cultivators in the Holy World feel suffocated.
The wind and clouds surged, and the space trembled.
"What a powerful celestial spell." Feng Wuchen frowned. He could feel the pressure that could topple mountains and overturn seas.
(End of Chapter)
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