...There were all kinds of sounds everywhere around the stands, but the battle in the field did not stop at all.

Ice bee fell to the ground and wanted to experiment more, but it seemed that it was still too insignificant in such a level of battle. Tianzhe Yifeng's strength was stronger than expected. He was definitely not the kind of novice who had just stepped into the ghost level, but at least one or two years of accumulation at the ghost level. It even felt that when he left the Zen Temple, this guy might have already stepped into the ghost level, but was just a secret...

A white light flashed in Wang Feng's hand, and sixteen ice bees that fell to the ground and twitched constantly, and the two seriously injured numbers that were already dying disappeared from the ground in an instant. In the next second, several remaining lightning arcs slashed and rushed towards Wang Feng.

The lightning was rapid, but Wang Feng's body floated backward in advance and avoided it all.

Tianzhe Yifeng's face always maintained a faint smile. He gave the junior brother the face. He had given Wang Feng a chance, and he gave it twice. Unfortunately, the other party did not cherish it. He would not say the same thing for the third time. Even if Wang Feng wanted to surrender now, it would be too late.

The Thunder Thousand Bird, who attacked the Ice Bee just now, was covered in scope. Wang Feng was able to be in it without being injured. Whether it was a lucky person or a chance, this strength is worth taking his own actions.

He saw his left hand flip and hold his back, his right hand flipped and grabbed. His left hand was holding a ball of white flame, "Sky Fire"! His five fingers of his right hand were clawed, but he was holding a shining thunder ball that instantly expanded to the size of a basketball.

Immediately afterwards, he closed his hands forward and reversely, clapped his palms in front of his chest.

The thunder ball in his hand suddenly merged into one, and a thunder cloud fire ball that was three meters square was condensed instantly like a magic trick!

"So fast." Jixiangtian's eyes lit up slightly.

Don’t underestimate this word “fast”. For wizards who destroy the world, what restricts their strength is never power, but speed. The witchcraft in the world is only fast and not broken!

A witchcraft attack often needs to be divided into three steps: preparation, condensation, and release.

Ordinary wizard masters can achieve "preparation speed" very quickly, such as simplifying or even ignoring the process of chanting spells, changing your mind and mind, and then gathering your soul power when you raise your hand; simply put, practice makes perfect, and reaching the ultimate skill, it is already the absolute first-class level among disciples of the Holy Temple.

First-class masters can achieve "condensation speed" very quickly. The natural feeling of witchcraft and the intimacy of elements are no longer just a technique that can be achieved through training, but a true talent, understanding, and people without talent will never be able to "fast" in this step in their entire lives.

But if you want to become a true top expert, you must achieve even the ‘release speed’ and ‘attack speed’ fast enough, and it is in one with the two previous words ‘fast’! This not only requires proficiency in skills, talent and understanding, but also requires intuition and experience in combat!

This is not only a wizard genius, but also a genius of fighting. With the word "fast", everything is truly at its peak! If the forbidden spell that destroys the world can be bombarded at you at any time like "gunshot bullets", then who can stop it? What can you use to block it!

A soul power suddenly swept away on Tianzheyifeng's body.

The sky is broken and the fire is turned into clouds!

Puff puff puff puff puff puff!

The flame was pulled into a long line like a thunder arc, like a sharp spear with countless thrusts. It has the powerful destructive power and sustainability of fire energy, and also has the speed of thunder, and it flew towards Wang Feng in an instant!

The people in the zenith cheered, and all the supporters of Rose were stunned for a moment. Clara, Yin Note, Su Yue, Ning Zhiyuan and others, and even Xue Zhiyu and Yin Note who kept looking out at the entrance of the passage, all raised their hearts to their throats.

Wouldn't you be stabbed into a hornet's nest in an instant?

But before these people who were worried about Wang Feng lost their voices, Lao Wang's body suddenly shaking and swaying on the field. One shadow, two shadows... In an instant, thousands of movie fans were stalking!

The overlapping shadows seemed to be a little more than the dense thunder muskets. All the attacks were lost and they were missed!

Whether it is the zenith who has begun to celebrate or the roses who are already a little reluctant to witness.

This step, this figure... this is not a coincidence, nor is it a luck.

Wang Feng? That little bee?

No! What's going on?

The entire scene suddenly became quiet at this moment.

Tianzhe Yifeng's pupils shrank slightly, but soon became dull, and he just hummed from his nose.

After all, he is a disciple of Thunder Dragon and Kalida's junior brother. Although there have been rumors outside that he is a slut, the movement of his hand alone is enough to prove that the rumors are wrong. There are still things that this guy has to do.

It might be surprising if someone else was, but he wouldn't have a letter from him. He didn't care much about Wang Feng, whether it was his negative news or positive comments.

What's more, as a genius wizard, he has no interest in martial arts at all. No matter how flexible the martial arts master is, it will be useless to face the absolute power of the wizard.

"Take a fuck!"

Buzzing!

A violent soul power suddenly exploded from Tianzhe Yifeng's body, and the airflow that was rolling around swept across the audience in just a blink of an eye!

Ghost level, the second ghost level!

But obviously no one was surprised at the audience. The ghost level of Tianzhezi was already the default thing for everyone, and it was abnormal not to reach it.

But unlike Amogan's ghost level just now, whether it is the explosion speed or the huge pressure formed by soul power, it is absolutely incomparable to Amogan's feeling just now.

High energy, stable, endless, and unlimited. The ease of mastery is completely different from those who are just beginning to the ghost level!

Suddenly, the ghost-level combat power broke out, but Tianzhe Yifeng's face did not have a full expression of fighting spirit, obviously it was not because he felt the threat.

He is not only strong in soul power, but also in comprehensive crushing skills and experience. Even with the combat power of Tiger Top, he has enough ways to kill the guy on the other side who dares to provoke him. But he is not here to play house. People who have truly experienced life and death never play games.

Today may be his last time showing his strength on the stage of the Holy Clan disciples, so he wants to be more gorgeous, and his real goal is to win the title of hero.

So he wanted to destroy the guy in front of him, and use a arrogant way and in the shortest time to destroy him.

The terrifying pressure swept the audience. Even in the highest position, the ordinary audience in the last row could feel the fierce wind of the ghost-level soul pressure burning, and felt a fear that seemed to be facing the gods, which made them unable to help but want to worship.

Ghost level is not uncommon, but the ghost level around 25 years old is a very stable Ghost Level. Even if you look at the entire Nine Heavens Continent, it is quite rare.

With absolute talent, insight and hard work, these people have undoubtedly achieved quite high achievements, such as Debang's heroic sword Aaron, and Rose's Kalida... In the Blade League, there is a special name for such a group of people: "Ghost King Club"!

"First one Amogan, and then another one for a heavenly letter. The Zen Holy Temple is really extraordinary." Longjing said with a smile. "I have heard that the Holy Temple has a stable method to enter the ghost level, which seems to be true."

"After years of research, the Seal Temple and the Holy City have made some breakthroughs in recent years, and have mastered some methods to enter the ghost level." The Holy Son smiled slightly. This topic is actually quite sensitive. Appropriately letting the opponent understand some is a deterrent, but if it is too much, it will become a 'bluff' in the eyes of others. "But it has not been popularized. After all, the Holy City still needs to consider the overall use of resources, and in the peaceful era."

"That's right." Longjing laughed, "But that ghost-level murderous aura is very strong, Mr. Xiao Wang on the field is afraid he will suffer."

If you have a strong murderous aura, you must not be trained in the Holy Temple, but on the real front-line battlefield, it is a rebuttal that is neither light nor heavy.

The Holy Son smiled slightly and said no, some things are either cleared by the clear ones, or they become darker the more they are drawn. Leaving some space for guessing is the most powerful. Too much is not beautiful, and the speech ends here.

He just looked at Ji Xiangtian next to him, but saw that she was not attracted by the topic of the two people. Instead, she looked at the two people off the field with a bright look, obviously more interested in this battle.

But... the Holy Son smiled. Is it necessary to continue to watch this battle?

The view of the Holy Son obviously also represents the unified view of tens of thousands of people in the audience at this time. Guichu's limit, coupled with the genius fighting skills of Tianzhe Yifeng, the double crush of strength and technology, even if Wang Feng learns from Li Wenni, he takes out the essence of resurrection and drinks it ten bottles, it is meaningless.

Victory was right in front of me. Thinking of the frustration that was turned over by Winnie just now, the supporters of the top finally shouted out the lines that had been prepared long ago.

"This is the real strength of the Zen Holy Temple! Zen will win!"

"The country bumpkin was stunned. He weighed him, how big his face!"

"I haven't seen him before!"

The Rose Stand was already desperate. Whether it was Ning Zhiyuan, Patu, Su Yue and others, or Mo Tong, Yin Note, Xue Zhiyu and others at the entrance of the passage, frankly speaking, the battle has reached this point, and they really want to cheer up Lao Wang... but... there is no possibility.

When the gap in strength is too great, all that is left is crushing and helplessness, and even getting angry is exhausted.

"Hurry up and kneel down and admit defeat. The ghost level is a father you will never reach!" A martial arts disciple from Zen stood up and roared wildly, showing off his proud muscles.

Wang Feng turned his head and glanced, "Is that right?" He reached out to sort out his hairstyle that was blown away by the soul-pressing wind, and a lazy smile with a signature look on his face again. "Are you talking about this?"

boom!

Without any warning, a terrifying soul power suddenly exploded on Lao Wang!

It was a light golden soul power, dignified and upright spirit, and the kingly wind burned on him like golden flames, even making his eyes, hair, skin and even clothes shine golden.

Ghost level!

And it is not inferior to Tianzheyi's craftsmanship and freedom!

Relaxed and comfortable, no force!

If the ghost-level soul pressure of Tianzhe Yixun just now made the ordinary audience in the last row feel fear, then at this moment, Lao Wang's soul power can soothe the fear of the last row of audience, as if it covers the entire audience, completely offsetting the oppression brought by Tianzhe Yixun's soul pressure.

The originally buzzing noise of the audience became silent at this moment, and the zenith muscular man who took off his shirt was a little confused in an instant.

Ye Dun's eyes suddenly shone in the audience, and whether they were supporters of the Zen Temple, supporters of Rose, or even the big guys in the VIP seats, there were tens of thousands of people all stunned!

What is this? What is this? What is this?

Jixiangtian's eyes shined, and Clara opened her sexy cherry mouth slightly. Aaron, who was still worried about his "master brother", was stunned. Su Yue, Famir, Patu, Ning Zhiyuan and others in the rose stands all opened their mouths wide. Even the notes at the entrance of the sideline passage, Xue Zhiyu and others were stunned.

Lao Wang? Ghost level?

Mo Tong almost bit off his own tongue. Once upon a time, he always thought that Wang Feng was the green leaf that could highlight his heroic and majestic image, but now... I'm a fool, am I dreaming?

"Damn it! Boss is awesome! What an idol!" Ota and his two brothers almost knelt down. They used to shout at the boss and were a little unwilling to do so, but at this moment he was really convinced. Otherwise, how could he say that Old Master Aosta's vision beauties? There is such a boss who is mostly pretending to be!

"??!!" This is why the guy next to him is so confident in Wang Feng? No wonder, no wonder! No wonder Wang Feng can take the road to heaven. It turns out that he is originally a ghost-level!

Gu Le couldn't help but look at Chopin next to him with some amusement. That guy had known it a long time ago, right? It seems that the relationship between the Third Prince Long Yue and Wang Feng is really extraordinary.

Chopin looked calm, the master... it was really difficult.

The whole scene was quiet, followed by the tsunami of rose stands.

"Wori! Wori!" This is uneducated, and he was so excited that he grabbed his hair crazy.

"Ghost level! Senior Brother Wang Feng is the ghost level! Our Rose's first ghost level disciple!"

"What is the first one, too, too, too, too, too, this is our third one!"

"Is it still pretending not to be pretending? The zenith one is still pretending not to be pretending not to be pretending! Is it difficult to be a ghost level? Is the ghost level very amazing?"

"Oh my God! Do we still have a chance? Can we really defeat the Zen Temple?!"

"It will definitely do it, it will definitely do it!"

At this time, no one cares about the power of Tianzhe Yifeng. Wang Feng's ghost-level explosion gave all Rose people endless confidence, and it has reached the point of blindness. Is this the most water captain in history?
To be continued...