In the space-time battlefield, Qin Feng's momentum skyrocketed in vain, and his soul was shaken violently.
Accompanied by this shock, there was also a burst of terrifying aura, which instantly shook Wuxin's knife away and withdrew it, but he also retreated together.
Both of them retreated a hundred feet.
Wu Xin's beautiful eyes narrowed, her expression was heavy, Qin Feng, who was obviously at the end of his battle, why did he burst into such aura suddenly, but this is not the time to think about it.
I saw Qin Feng, who was retreating, slashed down with a sword, and the sword intent was like a streamer, and he slashed towards her in an instant.
"Burning Soul!"
Unintentionally burst into drinking, the Burning Soul Knife continued to erupt, the field continued to resound, and time and space were chapped.
Soon, Wuxin stopped her retreat, and the sword intent in front of her had been chopped to pieces by her, but at this moment, Qin Feng came to him, her eyes were narrowed, her soul was resolutely burning, frantically gathering strength, pulling out The knife cuts against each other.
She didn't retreat.
Qin Feng also did not.
Both are crazy head-to-head.
The addition of obsession and the soaring soul breath made Wuxin see Qin Feng's weirdness. She was afraid that Qin Feng would become more weird after a long battle, and she wanted to fight quickly.
Needless to say, Qin Feng, he is dominated by obsession, and only has the obsession of war, how can he retreat.
"Boom!"
The strength of the two quickly collided, swords and swords intertwined endlessly, and then they passed each other. Qin Feng's sword directly pierced Wuxin's soul. At that moment, Wuxin's soul trembled. His soul also became illusory in an instant.
And almost at the same time, the soul-burning knife slashed on Qin Feng's soul, and Qin Feng's soul was stagnant, fixed like a piece of wood, hard to move, and fast and illusory.
The soaring aura was rapidly exhausted, as if it couldn't resist the obliteration of the Burning Soul Knife.
Even so, Qin Feng did not retreat.
The same is true for Wuxin.
Neither of them flinched, they were fighting with their lives to decide the outcome.
"Boom!"
I don't know how long it took, the field erupted in vain, and the two souls flew out at the same time, the unintentionally burning flames quickly extinguished, and then fell on the grassland, almost transparent.
Qin Feng is not much better.
Before he landed, his soul burned and extinguished. It was as transparent as the landing. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't catch the existence of his soul.
At that moment, Qin Feng only felt as if he had lost consciousness, and even the obsession with war could not control his soul, lying there quietly, without even a trace of strength to move.
The same is true for Wuxin in the distance. This time he fell down and failed to stand up quickly.
Both of them competed to the limit, as if they had completely lost all their strength.
In this case, whoever can recover a little strength first may decide the outcome.
In the main hall, the middle-aged man looked at this scene. Under his calm eyes, he couldn't see the slightest disturbance, and he didn't know what to think. Half a moment later, he suddenly said: "That's it?"
"Why stop here?" Xiao Ling responded flatly, she seemed to be able to see the battle between Qin Feng and Wu Xin.
"Are you confident in him?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised.
Under such circumstances, neither Qin Feng nor Wuxin dared to say they could win, and even their souls could not be stabilized, and their souls would fly away and be completely annihilated.
Of course he didn't want to see Wuxin die.
"You don't have confidence in her?" Xiao Ling asked without answering.
The middle-aged man was silent.
"Since you have no confidence, why fight?" Xiao Ling said again.
The middle-aged man suddenly smiled and remained silent.
That being the case, as you wish, there will be no end to end.
In the space-time battlefield.
Qin Feng's soul lay there powerlessly, his consciousness was almost blurred, and his soul was constantly illusory, as if it was about to turn into nothingness, completely annihilated.
But just before he was about to completely lose consciousness, he suddenly thought of Xiaoling, Yun'er, and Shizun
Thinking of this, Qin Feng's consciousness gradually recovered, and the disappearing soul gradually stabilized.
Can't die!
He can't die yet!
Must be alive!
The strong desire to survive forced Qin Feng to desperately stabilize his consciousness and prevent himself from losing consciousness and dying out.
Because he knows that once he loses consciousness, he really ceases to exist.
He is not afraid of death, but he cannot die yet.
For Xiaoling, for Yun'er and the others, he must live too.
In that strong quest to surviveNow, Qin Feng's consciousness gradually stabilized, and then he desperately recovered his soul.
Not far away, Wuxin's soul is also illusory, like a flower in the mist, which is illusory and unreal. Her soul is slowly passing away, and if it continues like this, it will not be long before it will completely dissipate.
The disappearance of the soul is the complete annihilation of the soul.
But soon, Wuxin's soul gradually stabilized, no longer false and real. Obviously, she also forcibly saved her soul and began to try her best to recover.
Both of them are desperately trying to recover, they both know what's going on right now, and they're both racing against time.
"Buzz!"
After a long time, two trembling sounds sounded almost at the same time, and Qin Feng and Wuxin's souls were seen standing up almost at the same time, and then looked at each other.
Boom!
The next moment, Qin Feng's soul burned, and he rushed towards Wuxin resolutely.
"you win."
Wuxin didn't move, and when Qin Feng came close, he suddenly spoke.
"You admit defeat?" Qin Feng was surprised.
Wuxin didn't respond, just sat down cross-legged, continued to recover his soul and reshape his body, without any embarrassment against Qin Feng, as if his sword could be cut off as long as Qin Feng was willing.
She threw in the towel.
Because at that moment just now, she sensed Qin Feng's movement and forced herself to get up, which meant that Qin Feng recovered faster than her, and she was powerless to resist.
She can't lose anymore.
She is not someone who cannot afford to lose.
Her realm is more stable, and her grasp of time, space and time is higher than that of Qin Feng, but she is still forced to this point, and her soul is not as good as the other party's recovery.
This is lost.
If you lose, you lose, and she can afford to lose.
Qin Feng looked at Wu Xin, hesitated a few times, restrained his burning intentions, and also sat down cross-legged to recover quickly. He forcibly shot with an obsession, and did not recover much.
In the main hall, the middle-aged man saw this scene, and with a wave of his hand, the light curtain in front of him dissipated.
"As expected of the person you chose." The middle-aged man sighed softly. He was not surprised by such a result, nor was he surprised.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Ling said: "You want him to win, otherwise, he has no chance."
Just as Wu Xin said, Qin Feng should fight against him when he breaks through the realm. At that time, Qin Feng had absolutely no chance of winning. With the result of this miserable victory.
The middle-aged man was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, he said: "If you lose, you lose. This is the battle she approves, and it's also the ending we approve. This battle is over, it's up to you and me."
"Indeed." Xiao Ling said.
"How long will it take?" the middle-aged man asked.
"I won't let you wait too long." Xiao Ling said.
"I'll wait for you." The middle-aged man said.
Xiaoling didn't respond any more, and the hall fell silent.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man seemed to have received some news, his expression changed slightly, and then the corners of his mouth slightly lifted. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com