The clouds above the palace suddenly dispersed at this moment.
"Hiss!" Master Fire Cloud Sect took a breath of cold air, deeply feeling the horror of the two.
Fortunately, the two of them were fighting in Heavenly Demon Arena. Otherwise, this wave of fluctuations would have affected many monks present. It is hard to say to what extent they would be injured.
In the eyes of everyone, the figures of the two looked like a battle between immortals and demons, which was earth-shattering.
Su Tianshuang's hair crown has long been broken, and his long black hair is dancing wildly in the wind. He exudes a tragic and terrifying aura, stepping on the void, and attacking Heavenly Demon Fan in his hand one after another.
Lin Fei, on the other hand, competed with Immortal-Slaying Sword. When the weapons met, they continuously emitted earth-shattering roars, making the void tremble.
Su Tianshuang is violent and fierce, while Lin Fei is calm and indifferent, forming a sharp contrast.
"Jade Flask Light Turns." Lin Fei muttered silently in his heart, and strange distortions and fluctuations appeared in the surrounding space again.
However, Su Tianshuang showed a weird smile, compressed Demon Domain, and instantly froze the surrounding space, making the void as stable as an indestructible barrier!
"The same trick will be ineffective against me the second time!" He let out a loud shout, and the Heavenly Demon Fan in his hand slashed out a crescent-shaped black Lingtian Demonic Light.
Lin Fei frowned slightly and blocked the sword.
"When--"
With a shocking loud noise, his figure immediately flew backwards.
Su Tianshuang took advantage of the momentum and slapped a palm. With a "boom", Demonic Qi surged out, and a huge "sky" hit Lin Fei directly.
"Spring Thunder Flash!" Lin Fei muttered silently in his heart again, and Immortal-Slaying was instantly wrapped with purple thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket, emerging like a wild dragon.
"Boom!"
When the Tianzi collapsed, everyone present exclaimed, and even Lin Fei showed a hint of surprise.
Because beside Su Tianshuang, there were ninety-nine black dragons burning with violent flames circling and flying.
"Roar!"
The sound of dragon roars is so dense that it can make people's eardrums hurt.
Ninety-nine black flame dragons roared and stared at Lin Fei with majestic pupils.
Heavenly Demon Raging Flame Dance!
Even Lin Fei didn't expect that the Su Tianshuang in front of him could comprehend such a profound trick in "Heavenly Demon Divine Art".
If Lin Fei shows his true strength, not to mention the level of Immortal Emperor, even Early Spirit Transformation is enough to crush Su Tianshuang.
But now he is playing "Wuming".
What tricks does Wuming have to crack Heavenly Demon Raging Flame Dance?
"Wuming, it's too late to admit defeat now. I'll let this go, as long as you enter Demon Palace and teach me all the tricks you know!" Su Tianshuang's eyes are blazing, and he has the calmness and arrogance to ensure victory. "A heritage that can compete with "Heavenly Demon Divine Art" for supremacy, but it is barely worthy of my master's natural talent!"
Su Tianshuang feels that he is extremely kind.
After all, the other party hurt his face, which is the most beautiful and precious thing in the world.
It's not too much to ask him to hand over his inheritance as compensation, right?
"I'll tell you after you win." Lin Fei smiled slightly and said.
Everyone present was shocked.
Does he have any other means to fight against Heavenly Demon Raging Flame Dance?
You know, this is a terrifying Slaughter technique that can destroy a sect in a single thought! Even if there are thousands of troops, they will be reduced to ashes in an instant, let alone one person who can bear it?
"Then you are looking for death." Su Tianshuang sneered, but suddenly his face changed and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
There was also blood flowing out of his nose.
Even Su Tianshuang can hardly bear the backlash from Heavenly Demon Transformation.
A look of determination flashed in his eyes, as he was about to maintain his final Heavenly Demon Transformation state and launch this fatal blow.
"Fifth Senior Sister!" Jiang Qingyue was a little anxious.
"No rush," Liu Meng narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a half-smile, "Look at this Wuming's face."
Jiang Qingyue looked surprised and found that "Wuming"'s expression was as calm as water, as if he had some trump card.
How is this possible?!
"Heavenly Demon--"
Su Tianshuang gritted his teeth, blood seeping out from between his teeth, and stretched out a hand forward.
"Crazy Flame Dance!"
He clenched his palm suddenly, and the ninety-nine dragons of violent flames suddenly let out a terrifying roar and violently attacked Lin Fei.
"It's over!"
"Wuming is dead!"
"Why are you so brave? That's Heavenly Demon Raging Flame Dance in the state of Heavenly Demon Transformation!"
"Oh, what a pity. Huaxia Cultivation The world has lost a peerless genius..."
Such thoughts flashed through everyone's minds instantly.
And Lin Fei's reaction made everyone feel deep despair.
Because he actually put down the hand holding the sword, and only smiled as he looked at the terrifying killing move coming towards him, with the ferocious figures of the ninety-nine violent flame dragons reflected in his pupils.
It seems that he is waiting for death calmly.
And at this moment, a strange and terrifying change occurred.
Heavenly Demon Arena seemed to have become a vacuum, and no sound could be transmitted.
In Lin Fei's sight, everything seemed to be in slow motion.
Su Tianshuang maintained the instant action of drinking violently, the veins on his neck were exposed, and his Adam's apple was lifted upward, but no sound was made;
The ninety-nine mad dragons bared their teeth and claws, making a roaring appearance, but they were also silent and silent;
The strong wind surged around, enough to lift the mountains and send them flying, but there was no sound of howling wind.
Follow closely.
The ninety-nine mad dragons were torn apart neatly. If thousands of invisible sword energies exploded from the inside, they would almost be reduced to pieces in an instant!
Lin Fei The protective swords all over his body also shattered in an instant, and his whole body was covered with fine sword marks. His clothes were in tatters and flew away like butterflies. Dense sword marks appeared and blood flowed out.
Su Tianshuang's pupils shrank sharply, and he suffered injuries that were almost the same as those of Lin Fei. As the person involved, he clearly felt that he seemed to have turned into a sword.
This is an extremely weird feeling.
Not only that, even the ninety-nine torn dragons had a sword-like connotation.
It is clearly not a sword, but it is forcibly labeled as a "sword". It is simply arrogant and unreasonable, and dominates the world!
And Lin Fei is the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, commanding the "swords" in the entire space to break, explode, and self-disintegrate and destroy!
The slow-motion picture in Lin Fei's pupils disappeared instantly, Su Tianshuang spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
"Boom--"
He fell hard to the square on the side of the palace, and Heavenly Demon Fan fell out of his hand. The blood stained the torn and ragged golden clothes red.
The word "" between Su Tianshuang's eyebrows quickly dimmed and disappeared, and the wings on her back and the horns on her head also turned into nothingness.
There was a sudden deathly silence in the whole place.