Just as Ye Hui was about to take out the sword spirit that had been displayed before and give it to Song Li, a figure rushed out of the crowd.

"Can the winner obtain the sword spirit? Then I am very interested." Feng He said.

Fenghe is the first genius of the younger generation of the Feng family, and his cultivation is above Zhang Wang.

Before Zhang Wang proposed to challenge Song Li, Feng He actually had the intention to challenge him. Feng He felt that this was an opportunity to show off.

You know, this should be considered a chance to compete for the entire God-killing Alliance for Face.

However, Zhang Wang owed it first.

Zhang Wang's defeat to Song Li really surprised Feng He. He never expected that Song Li's strength was so strong.

Even though he had seen Song Li's good combat power, Feng He still didn't want to see Ye Hui's sword spirit fall into Song Li's hands like this.

In that case, wouldn’t the entire young generation of the God-killing Alliance be very shameless?

Besides, Feng He really wants to get this sword spirit.

"You are interested. If you are interested, just go and spend money to buy it." Song Li curled his lips.

Feng He sneered: "Don't you understand what I mean? I mean I want to challenge you too."

Song Li said disdainfully: "What do you mean is that your God-killing Alliance wants to have a wheel battle? Well, if that's the case, then I'll admit defeat, and I can be exhausted to death if I'm tired."

Feng He immediately turned red. He had no intention of fighting with Song Li, but after hearing Song Li's words, he felt that it was indeed a bit disgraceful to take the challenge when Song Li had just completed the competition with Zhang Wang.

If it is not glorious, it is not glorious. No matter how you say it, Song Li cannot get the winning prize in front of so many young talents in the God Killing Alliance. Wouldn't that mean that the younger generation of the God Killing Alliance are no one.

"Haha, speak quibble! Aren't you very rampant just now? Didn't you deliberately show a relaxed look? Since you won so easily, there should be no problem in another battle." Feng He sneered.

Song Li curled his lips and said, "It's not that I deliberately acted relaxed, but that the other party is indeed too weak."

Zhang Wang almost vomited blood. You two shouted at you, don’t mention whether I can do it.

"Okay!" Ye Hui interrupted the conversation between Song Li and Feng He.

Ye Hui really didn't want to give the sword spirit to Song Li, as that would be too shameless.

However, as Song Li said, if their God-killing Alliance starts a wheel battle, they will be without face.

"Let's do this. In addition to this sword spirit, plus this Canglan Sword Score as a prize, whoever wins next will take it away, which can be regarded as making up for the regret that the audience didn't enjoy the fun of the competition just now."

Ye Hui said.

After saying that, Ye Hui also added: "Of course, if Song Li, you need to fix it, then wait for you to adjust your breath."

Since you have been asked to fix it, it will naturally not be a wheel battle.

"Haha..." Song Li chuckled.

"Okay, then there is no need to repair it. Anyway, this battle will not take too long, and it will not be too ornamental."

"Song Li, what do you mean?"

What does it mean, do you still need to ask? Song Li curled his lips, you are not much stronger than Zhang Wang.

"It's not interesting. If you want to fight, then fight now." Song Li sneered.

Zhu Lin gently stroked his long beard. The more he looked at Song Li, the more he liked him.

If Song Li could clean up all the young talents from the Gods Killing Alliance present, then this trip to Shenguan Cliff would have been in vain.

"I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that my disciple not only has amazing talent for alchemy, but also has such embarrassing talent for war cultivation. I picked up the treasure and picked up the treasure."

Zhu Lin praised him without hesitation, and it was a little harsh to hear the leaders of various forces in the God-killing Alliance beside him.

The leaders of the God-killing Alliance were also wondering why such an outstanding young talent joined the Tongshen Sect.

"Hmph, don't be too proud too early. My He'er is enough for this guy to taste the taste of failure." Fengsheng is the head of the Feng family. At this time, Fenghe went to fight, so Fengsheng naturally wanted to cheer Fenghe for his words.

The Feng family was not a big family in the past, and it could only be considered a middle and upper reaches in the East continent. However, the Tongshen Cult has been rampant in the East continent in the past two years, and major forces in the north of the East continent have been severely damaged, which has also made the Feng family located in the south of the East continent gradually called the first-class force in the East continent. The Ao family, which had a huge influence in the past few years, now has to live in the territory under the jurisdiction of the Feng family.

It is precisely because of this that the Feng family is no longer low-key now. They want to seize this opportunity and become the top force in the entire Dongzhou.

Feng He stared at Song Li tightly. With Zhang Wang's previous lessons, Feng He knew in his heart that Song Li was not easy to deal with.

Without the desire to underestimate the enemy, Feng He believed that he should be able to defeat Song Li.

He didn't believe it anymore. The second level of the Dharma Hun Realm can really defeat the fourth level of the Dharma Hun Realm who has no slightest underestimation of the enemy.

The noisy crowd had already quieted down at this time, and their eyes were all on Song Li and Feng He.

Although Song Li had already shocked everyone present in the previous battle.

But now it’s different. Feng He has the fourth level of the Dharma Mixture Realm. In terms of cultivation, Feng He is one level higher than Zhang Wang’s cultivation level.

In other words, Feng He's cultivation level is two levels higher than Song Li.

The difference between the two levels of cultivation level sounds like a small difference, but people with high cultivation level will suppress people with low cultivation level, which will make people with high cultivation level take a lot of advantage in battle.

Therefore, everyone is still optimistic about Fenghe.

"Song Li, I advise you to admit defeat now so as not to be injured." Feng He said.

Song Li smiled faintly: "You must have the strength to hurt me."

"Okay, then there's no need to talk nonsense, let's do it."

After saying that, Fenghe moved suddenly.

Fenghe has always believed in the first place to take the initiative. He wants to defeat Song Li, and he also wants to defeat Song Li beautifully.

"Crossing the mountain palm!" Feng He shouted lightly.

Feng He flipped his palm and a force that was invisible to the naked eye immediately came upon Song Li, as if he was pressing down on a hill.

Song Li whispered: "What a heavy!"

Song Li was very strong in shape, but at this time he felt the weight as if it was covered by a hill, and he still felt shortness of breath and could not bear it.

More importantly, such a huge gravity pressed on her body, which made Song Li unable to launch a counterattack at all.

Look at Feng He again. Although he released the mountain-winding palm in the air, all the power was breathless and invisible. However, Feng He could also feel the power feedback from this palm. It was precisely because of this that he could see that Feng He's palm was trembling a little.

"Hmph, let's see how I pat you on the ground." Feng He shouted coldly, his palms increased, which also caused a white breath to burst out around Feng He's body.

"No, it won't work if this continues." Song Li sang softly. If Feng He's palm force continues to press on him, his legs will not be able to bear it after a while and he will collapse.

With Fenghe's huge palm force, if he collapsed to the ground, he might never get up again.

"Imperial Fire, come out..." Song Li shouted loudly. As soon as the voice fell, the surging Emperor Fire burst out from his body, especially on his back, with the fire extremely strong.

"What a strong flame!"

"This fire... what level of alchemist is he? This spiritual fire is so powerful."

The appearance of the Emperor Fire caused arousal of discussion on the scene, and almost everyone's eyes were attracted by the Emperor Fire flames released by Song Li.

Fenghe's palm power, like a hill, is invisible. Although Song Li's Emperor Fire is tangible, the heat emitted by the Emperor Fire is also invisible. More importantly, if Song Li does not control the heat generated by the Emperor Fire, it will also produce a power of evaporation, and this power of evaporation can help Song Li resist Fenghe's palm power.

Sure enough, when the Emperor Fire was born, Song Li immediately felt the huge gravity suppressing his body like a hill pressing down on his body was slightly relieved.

At the same time, Song Li stood up hard, and his whole body was concentrated on his back.

Kick!

There was a cracking sound in the air.

"Ah!" When Song Li's figure suddenly stood up, the silent and invisible palm force also collapsed with a bang.

Feng He's palms were immediately broken.

"Uh..." Feng He moaned softly, his arms were still trembling, and he stared at Song Li in a daze. The confrontation just now could be said to be Feng He taking advantage, so Feng He was a little proud, "He actually broke free!"

Song Li smiled coldly: "I thought I could defeat me with this heavy pressure alone. You thought it was too simple. Let's take my move."

Rumble!

Taking advantage of the fire that was still evaporating around his body, Song Li's palms gathered, and all the exposed imperial fires surged towards Song Li's palms in a bang.

When the fire condensed almost, Song Li suddenly pushed his palm out.

With a bang, the fire burst out again, like a wave of fire, rushing towards Fenghe.

Feng He was shocked. The Emperor Fire released by Song Li was already extremely strong. At this time, it was turned and condensed again by Song Li's palm force. The red fire waves pushed by the palm force had a good impact force. The combined impact force and the power of the flame had an amazing destructive power.

"Don't resist!" Feng He made a quick decision.

Feng He's reaction was already fast, but as soon as he finished speaking, he found that he had no choice but to avoid it.

The fire waves released by Song Li had a width covering the entire square. When they rushed towards him, they couldn't hide.

"Oh no!" Feng He whispered, and his whole body jumped up, just avoiding the fire waves on the ground.

However, the fire waves on the ground were already spread all over the battle circle, and the cranes flew up, so it would be difficult to get down.

"Awesome, you have avoided this. But it doesn't matter, I don't believe you won't come down." Song Li looked at Feng He and smiled coldly.

Feng He seemed to be completely distracted and said disdainfully: "I want to see how long your move can last."

"Uh..." Song Li was stunned and then laughed: "Okay, then you can wait."
Chapter completed!