Wu Qi Lingtian

Seeing that Wei Ding's attack was about to reach in front of him, Wei Hong finally felt a slight danger to his life at this moment, and he circulated his martial energy crazily, and at his dantian, the martial energy was spinning violently.

"break!"

"break!"

"break"

Wei Hong's face became ferocious, and he shouted in a low voice, when Wei Ding's attack was about to reach him, there was a bang at Wei Hong's dantian, and there was also a bang at his meridians.

"Warrior grade."

Wei Hong felt the strength of martial energy, and at this moment, his momentum climbed up again, breaking Wei Ding's lock in an instant, and his Lingbo steps were used to the extreme, avoiding Wei Ding's strongest blow.

"boom."

Wei Ding's attack directly hit the arena. Fortunately, the arena is relatively hard, and there is only a long ditch that is not too deep.

At this time, Wei Ding turned to look at Wei Hong who was beside him, the murderous intent in his eyes was even stronger, obviously, he was angry that Wei Hong could easily avoid him.

"This kid actually broke through?"

At this moment, Wei Xiangyang looked at Wei Hong, who had a high-quality warrior aura, and his face was also slightly startled. Then, a look of joy flashed in his eyes. This kid obviously used this kind of life-and-death battle to break through his martial qi cultivation.

"What? He broke through to the first grade so quickly?" Wei Fa showed a hint of anger on his face, and he made up his mind that he must not keep this kid, he must be killed.

Not to mention everyone's horror, Wei Ding's attack came again on the field.

At this time, Wei Hong was finally no longer in such a panic when attacking, but he still did not have the upper hand. However, Wei Hong did not have any worries in his heart. , the attack and counterattack at this time are unusually calm.

"Ow."

Unable to attack for a long time, Wei Ding let out a howl. He flew away from Wei Hong, stopped fighting him, and stopped three meters away from Wei Hong. There were traces of blue veins on his hideous scarred face.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Ding's face was only seen, except for his eyes, his face was covered with blue veins. With more and more blue veins on his face, Wei Ding's momentum also increased sharply.

"Moyuan Kungfu, he has actually practiced Moyuan Kungfu, and, from the looks of it, he should have cultivated to a small degree." A cry came out from the crowd.

Moyuan Gong is a self-mutilation technique that hurts others first. It uses the power of its own tendons to instantly increase its cultivation base. However, when the Moyuan Gong dissipates, at least it must be cultivated It takes a week to make up for the strength of the tendons.

Xiaocheng, like Wei Ding now, has a ferocious face, but its power is enormous. This technique has more advantages than disadvantages, but it is extremely difficult to practice. Therefore, there are almost no practitioners in the Wei family.

It can only be seen that Wei Ding's aura has risen directly from the seventh-rank cultivation base to the peak of the eighth-rank at this time, and the blue veins on his face look extremely terrifying. On the ground, his fists made slightly complicated gestures, and after a while, he directly attacked Wei Hong.

"Magic Yuan Palm."

With a soft drink, Wei Ding directly pushed forward with both fists at this moment. At this time, he used the power of Moyuan Gong to compress the martial energy in the space and threw it towards Wei Hong.

"Wei Ding, what a lunatic. This time, even if Wei Hong breaks through to rank, he is not Wei Ding's opponent. After all, Wei Ding himself has a cultivation level of seventh rank. At this time, his cultivation base is at the peak of rank eight." Wei Zhen shook his head slightly, looking at Wei Ding, a look of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"That's not necessarily true. What if Wei Hong didn't use any moves?" Wei Ting still retorted after hearing her brother's words.

In this battle, even if Wei Hong lost, everyone would not underestimate him. After all, he was able to push Wei Ding to this point. Moreover, his breakthrough in the fight proved his status.

Feeling the terrifying momentum brought out by Wei Ding's two palms, Wei Hong didn't dare to be careless. He took a deep breath, stomped the ground fiercely, and directly attacked Wei Ding with both fists.

"Barbarian Fist."

Wei Hong shouted softly, and directly attacked Wei Ding with his fists, but Wei Hong's fists with all his strength were easily dispelled by Moyuan Palm.

Seeing that the momentum of his fist was dispersed, the momentum remained undiminished, and he directly attacked him. Wei Hong's expression changed slightly, and he used Lingbo step again, preparing to teleport out.

However, Wei Ding was already prepared at this time, and at the moment when Wei Hong was about to move, he threw two palms in a row. Obviously, Wei Hong's moving distance had been calculated long ago.

The moment Wei Hong moved, he took a deep breath and said lightly: "The fourth form, the strength is soaring."

There was only the sound of a wild bull, which suddenly resounded through the heaven and earth. Wei Hong's first punch was a sensation, like a bull going down the mountain, it rushed directly towards Wei Ding.

There was a sneer at the corner of Wei Ding's mouth, how could he stop himself from such an attack, but Wei Hong did not stop after the sensation of the first punch, and struck out again with the second punch.

When the first punch was about to reach Wei Ding, it suddenly stopped like an emergency brake, and the transformed bull stopped suddenly, and then, the second punch directly penetrated its body.

"Cohesive, broken."

Wei Hong let out a soft drink without any emotion, only to see that the two fists instantly condensed into a ball of martial energy visible to the naked eye, and with Wei Hong's word 'break', it exploded in front of Wei Ding in an instant.

"Damn it, that's the move, damn, what does this kid think? This move is too powerful." Wei Tong was in the crowd, and seeing Wei Hong's move, he almost jumped up and shouted loudly.

"It's okay, brother, we already know his backhand. Next time, the two of us will deal with him together." Seeing that his brother was angry, Wei Shixi hurriedly persuaded him.

As soon as Wei Shishi finished speaking, an earth-shattering explosion sounded on the martial arts arena. The huge power it caused was like a hurricane, making everyone close their eyes unconsciously.

It lasted for a few seconds before returning to calm. On the arena where the dust dissipated, everyone watched, two figures appeared. Wei Ding's clothes were extremely tattered, his hair became more and more messy, and his face had Scratched scars, motionless.

Wei Hong was relatively better, but people with discerning eyes could tell that the two punches just now had consumed a lot of Wei Hong's martial energy, and his face was as pale as paper, as if he could fall down in an instant.

"Hmph, boy, you have exposed all your moves, and then I will brutally torture you to death." Wei Fa, who was off the court, was shocked by Wei Hong's powerful blow just now, but , Immediately afterwards, seeing Wei Hong's appearance, he said with a sneer.

"I really didn't expect that Wei Hong would be able to face this lunatic for so long without falling behind?"

"Yeah, starting today, the Wei family will probably have another pervert."

Wei Hong naturally heard the words of the young people in the field, and he smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that he had the upper hand from the blow just now, but Wei Ding was not injured at all, and he only suffered a little skin trauma.

"Come on the knife."

Just as Wei Hong guessed, Wei Ding yelled lightly at this time, only to see the big knife flying directly to his hand, Qi Yao pointed at Wei Hong, and shouted: "Cut style, chain cut."

With a soft drink, Wei Ding rushed towards Wei Hong like a long arrow.