"Look at the trick!" Yan Beifei's hoarse voice was no longer lazy and charming, replaced by endless killing intent!
Then her delicate body suddenly soared into the sky, and fell down extremely violently together with the khaki phantom, punching He Buming.
In the battle with Hou Yunfeng, Yan Beifei skillfully took advantage of his opponent's psychology to show his weakness. At the same time, he also used the mystery of his formation to the extreme! In the end, Hou Yunfeng was ordered to wait for Ruo to fight with himself to exhaust his profound energy.
However, Yan Beifei's own martial arts cultivation base basically did not show! But at this time, her move was extremely surprising.
The power of her punch was so mysterious that it vaguely blocked all of He Buming's escape routes.
And that khaki phantom is the blessing of the power of the formation, combined with Yan Beifei's own cultivation of Emperor Wu, the momentum is astonishing.
"What a powerful punch!"
"The power of this punch is probably not inferior to the full-strength blow of the middle-level Emperor Wu!"
"At least it is a high-level martial skill, and it may even be a rare martial skill!" Surprised voices came from the mouths of the warriors, one after another.
He Buming's expression changed, because he never expected that Yan Beifei would choose to bless himself with the power of the formation and attack directly.
However, the tyrannical power contained in the opponent's punch right now made him feel fear in his heart, and his first feeling was that he must not fight recklessly.
But the problem is that Yan Beifei's boxing technique blocked all his escape routes. If he wanted to retreat forcefully, he would have to pay a certain price.
"Retreat! Never fight recklessly! Her punch has already reached the extreme, even if I strike with all my strength, I may not be able to catch it." He Buming is also a ruthless character, and his tall and thin body turned into an afterimage and quickly retreated away.
"Boom!" After the muffled sound, the hum of Crane Buming also sounded, but Yan Beifei had already retreated into the formation at this time.
The eight stone pillars hovered slowly behind her, and the khaki phantom enveloped her delicate body, as if she had put on a layer of armor.
"Punch me!" He Buming retreated quickly, but the speed of advancing was even more astonishing. There was a sonic boom in the air, and before the words fell, a terrifying ball of fire appeared in front of Yan Beifei.
"What a speed!"
"The strongest thing about He Buming is his speed. Even if he is at a disadvantage, he can always rely on his speed to come back!"
"The power of Fire Cloud Fist can be regarded as the strongest among the high-level martial arts in this academy, and the increase has exceeded eight times!" Many people were amazed at this time.
Yan Beifei is only the beginning stage of Emperor Wu, even with the power of the formation, few people are optimistic that she can take the blow of Huoyunquan at this time.
Yan Beifei is not in a hurry at this time, it seems that everything is under her control! Her jade hand clenched into a fist and slammed quietly on the ground at this moment.
At this moment, the power of the earth element gathered crazily, forming an earth shield in front of her!
The fireball and the soil shield collided in the next second, but strangely, there was only a soft explosion. Then the earth shield dissipated. The fireball is still half the size.
But at this time, a white and tender fist suddenly appeared, and it hit the fireball without hesitation.
The size of this fireball is huge compared to Bai Nen's fist, but the next moment it was blown away and sparks overflowed.
"Oops!" He Buming's heart sank, he didn't expect that Yan Beifei's punch that he had prepared to counterattack was so lightly broken by Yan Beifei.
But at this time, it was too late for him to retreat, he could only shout loudly in a haste, and waved his hand with the remaining profound energy.
"Bang!" The tyrannical forces of the two powerful men collided together, but He Buming only felt that Yan Beifei's powder fist contained more tyrannical power.
"Boom!" After a loud explosion, He Buming's tall and thin body, like a kite with a broken string, turned into an afterimage and flew out of the arena directly.
He hit the ground directly, got up with a disheveled face, and there was a smear of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"He Buming was defeated in two moves!"
"That's right, and it turned out to be a reckless defeat!"
"The power of the formation is really so powerful?" At this time, many warriors were in shock! After all, warriors have always looked down on formation masters. Who would have thought that Yan Beifei's formation methods would be so tyrannical.
Both Hou Yunfeng and He Buming belonged to the top group of figures in the Southern Region Academy, second only to Emperor Wu's peak powerhouse, but they were defeated one after another in the face of Yan Beifei, which is enough to show the amazing strength of this woman.
The eyes of the elders fell on Yan Beifei, as if they saw a treasure. And Qin Chuhua's beautiful eyes finally fell on Yan Beifei, but moved away in the next moment.
"It seems that Yan Beifei is not the person she is interested in!" Xiao Wuhen had been paying attention to Qin Chuhua's movements, and couldn't help thinking at this moment.
However, the more this woman looks, the more mysterious she becomes. She must also be a person with a story. There is an indescribable intuition in the eyes of reincarnation, and she makes an inexplicable and unfounded judgment.
Yan Beifei came out of the arena very calmly at this time, walked to Xiao Wuhen's side, bowed to him, and then sat down.
This scene is even more surprising. With the experience Yan Beifei has displayed at this time, he is not much inferior to Xiao Wuhen, but he still treats him with the etiquette of a teacher. This shows that Xiao Wuhen's position in Yan Beifei's heart is extremely high and deeply rooted.
And this kind of respect is not only respect for strength, but also respect for personality, which also shows that Xiao Wuhen has a broader and more tolerant sentiment.
Xiao Wuhen smiled slightly, looked at Yan Beifei approvingly and said, "Well done, very creative."
After Yan Beifei was promoted to the realm of Emperor Wu, Xiao Wuhen didn't teach her anything in particular! And Yan Beifei's comprehension and application of formations are all figured out by herself.
There was an uproar in the audience, and some people couldn't figure it out at all.
That such a powerful emperor is actually the disciple of that student, which is a bit of an upside-down. After a few more battles, Xiao Wuhen felt a little boring, because these were not competitions for his disciples, and he had no interest in them.
He came to participate in this big competition to get the first place in the list, and to uncover the mystery of his life experience.
Because of the rescheduling of the match schedule, the battle between him and Liu Tianjun was changed to the early morning of the next day, so he also has a lot of time now, and walked back to the room leisurely.
The two vague auras that seemed to follow him yesterday seemed to have disappeared today, and he thought it might be an illusion.
However, another connected perception is getting stronger and stronger. It should be that a person who has a connection with her is getting closer.
And there is an indescribable sense of crisis in the call of blood.
In fact, up to now, there are not many people who recognize blood perception with him, and there is only one person who has such intuition and can judge the direction to find him.
Because after he disguised himself, he held his breath. It is impossible for a normal human being to have such an intuition and discover himself. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com