In the sword array.
Huo Wushuang and Feng Xiaotian have tried all available methods.
Huo Wushuang opened the third Soul Skill·Tyrant Dragon's Wrath.
One-Horned Fireburst Dragon's shadow roared behind him.
The scales on his body erupted with dazzling golden-red light.
The body expanded again by a full circle.
He swung his claws and struck the sword array.
The red flame collided fiercely with the extremely cold green flame on Green Lotus Sword, exploding into large clouds of white steam.
But every time those swords are knocked back, new swords will immediately replace them.
The thickness of the sword array has not weakened at all.
Feng Xiaotian's situation is even more difficult.
His Gale Wings was repeatedly frozen by the extreme cold power of Green Lotus Sword in the sword formation.
The blue wings have been covered with a thin layer of ice,
The flight altitude was reduced from fifty meters to less than ten meters.
He tried to open a gap with Wind Blade Formation.
But the moment the wind blade hit the sword formation, it was swallowed up by Chaos Green Flame.
The two of them were standing back to back, breathing heavily.
Rushing into battle again and again takes a huge toll on Soul Power.
Surrounded by seventy-two slowly rotating Green Lotus Sword.
The twin flames of ice and fire on the sword intertwined into a flowing cage, compressing their range of activities to less than three feet square.
Seventy-two handles Green Lotus Sword rotate slowly.
Chaos Green Flame jumps silently on the sword, weaving into a flowing cage.
Huo Wushuang half-knelt on the ground.
The dragon scales on both arms were covered with a layer of white frost by the force of extreme cold, and the flames had long been extinguished.
He was breathing heavily, and as soon as the sweat seeped out from his forehead, it was condensed into ice beads by the cold air.
Feng Xiaotian The frost on the blue wings is getting thicker and thicker, and every time it flaps, it makes a heart-wrenching clicking sound.
Restore some Soul Power's Huo Wu off-site,
After seeing this scene, I suddenly lost my composure.
For the first time, true panic appeared in his red eyes.
"How could this happen?"
She doesn't understand.
My brother is the captain of Blazing Fire Team.
Feng Xiaotian is the captain of Godwind Team.
It's not an exaggeration for the two of them to join forces and run two against one in Five Elements Academies.
But the person in front of her was the acting captain Imperial Fighting Team whose name she had never even heard of.
It took just one Soul Skill to trap two people to death.
Forget about Dugu Yan, at least it's Four-Ring Soul Ancestor.
But what about this black-haired boy?
Could it be possible that he could also be Soul King or Soul Emperor?
"How strong is he?"
Huo Wu's voice contained a hint of tremor that she didn't even notice.
No one could answer her.
Inside the sword formation.
Huo Wushuang Clenched his fists.
He raised his head and looked at the slowly rotating Green Lotus Sword around him.
These swords kept rotating all the time, and none of them took the initiative to attack.
They were the ones attacking the sword formation all over the place.
The sword formation only did one thing from beginning to end, to trap and defend.
Huo Wushuang's eyes suddenly shrank, and his heart seemed to be blocked by something.
"Brother Feng, have you noticed that this sword formation... has no tendency to actively attack at all?"
Huo Wushuang's voice was hoarse and he turned to look at Feng Xiaotian.
Feng Xiaotian's face was ashen and he didn't answer the call.
"You know what this means, right?"
Huo Wushuang gritted his teeth. "Ye Qing is letting it go."
"He just let the sword formation function as a trapping formation, and had no intention of using the attack formation to deal with us."
"Shut up."
Feng Xiaotian squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
"If he lets the swords attack at the same time--"
"I said shut up!"
Feng Xiaotian's roar exploded in the sword array.
His chest rose and fell violently.
The wolf head on the shoulder bared its fangs, and the wolf's eyes were full of unwillingness and humiliation.
Of course he knows what this means.
Know better than anyone else.
If Ye Qing is serious and these seventy-two swords are chopped down at the same time,
The chance that he and Huo Wushuang can still stand and talk is about zero.
But knowing is one thing, admitting it is another.
Especially in front of Huo Wu.
Feng Xiaotian subconsciously glanced outside the sword formation.
Huo Wu is standing at the edge of the field, his red eyes staring closely at this side.
Huo Wu is looking here!
Feng Xiaotian's face suddenly turned from livid to pig liver.
If he admits defeat here, how can he have the dignity to go to the Blazing Fire Academy to find Huo Wu in the future?
"Huo Wushuang, stop attacking."
Feng Xiaotian took a deep breath, his voice was low and decisive.
"I'm going to use that move."
"What's that move?"
Huo Wushuang was stunned. "You have used your three Soul Skills several times, what other tricks are there?"
Not buddy,
We all have three rings Soul Elder and Soul Skill, what else can we do?
Feng Xiaotian has no answer.
He slowly folded the cyan wings on his back so that the wing bones of the wings fit into his arms.
The wind element begins to re-condensate from the wing root.
It is no longer evenly spread on the wing surface as before, but flows downward along the wing bone and finally converges at the fingertips.
His arms and wings merged into one at this moment!
Huo Wushuang's pupils shrank suddenly. "This is...!"
"My Self-Created Soul Skill."
Feng Xiaotian gave a low drink and suddenly stood up.
"Gale Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes!"
His body flipped in the air,
Both arms turned into two cyan arc blades,
Use the centrifugal force generated by the rotation to slash towards the edge of the sword array.
"Ding!"
The first cut fell!
Green Lotus Sword Formation's swords vibrated slightly, making crisp metal collision sounds.
Feng Xiaotian's attacks have not stopped.
The second slash, the third slash, the fourth slash - his body flipped continuously in the air!
Each turn brings the weight and speed of the whole body to the next cut.
The cutting speed of the cyan arc blade is getting faster and faster, and the power is getting stronger and stronger.
By the tenth cut, there were already visible ripples of wind pressure in the air.
There was an explosion in the audience.
"Self-Created Soul Skill?"
"Is this Feng Xiaotian a genius?"
"This is also my first time seeing Self-Created Soul Skill. It looks so powerful."
Yu Feng jumped up from his seat.
His eyes widened. "Feng Xiaotian, this guy actually has Self-Created Soul Skill?"
"Gale Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes..."
Osler narrowed his eyes and stared at the battlefield.
"It seems that by superimposing speed and gravity by flipping in the air, the power of each slash is stronger than the previous one."
"I just don't know if it can be superimposed infinitely."
Dugu Yan snorted, "Even if infinite superposition is possible in theory, it is simply not possible in reality."
Ning Rongrong wrinkled his nose and snorted, "So what Self-Created Soul Skill, the power is very weak, Ye Qing brother's sword array doesn't move at all."
Feng Xiaotian's slashing continues.
The twentieth cut,
His arms had turned into two blurry blue masses of light and shadow, and each time they fell, there was an ear-piercing explosion.
Twenty-fifth beheading,
The superimposed force was so great that his own arms began to go numb.
The thirtieth cut,
His speed was so fast that the audience outside the stadium could only see a blue whirlwind hitting back and forth in the sword formation.
However, those Green Lotus Sword remained motionless.
Every time it is deflected half a point by a slash, an adjacent sword will immediately take over.
Every time a tiny gap is torn open by wind pressure, Chaos Green Flame immediately fills the gap.
Feng Xiaotian's continuous slashes in front of them are not like waves, but more like a child with a wooden stick beating on the city wall.
When the thirty-sixth chop fell,
Feng Xiaotian's arms have completely lost consciousness.
"Ugh!"
He fell from the air and knelt on one knee, his blue wings hanging feebly behind him.
He looked at Green Lotus Sword Formation, which was still intact, and the light in his eyes extinguished little by little.
"It can't be broken... why?"