It is not a solution to continue to waste like this! Murong Ningyue frowned. At this time, she was a little anxious, but she did not show up. A hint of anxiety flashed in Feilong's fierce eyes.

Finally, Feilong's attack gradually slowed down, and the light of his spiritual power gradually became dim. Murong Ningyue was delighted. Although Feilong's fighting method was very powerful, it consumed much more spiritual power than ordinary skills. Feilong also knew his weakness, so he usually paid special attention to the degree of his spiritual power. If he met an opponent of similar levels, his spiritual power would definitely be enough to defeat the opponent.

In this battle, Murong Ningyue's cultivation level was far inferior to his. Feilong was full of confidence, so he swept his skills to the maximum as soon as he came on stage, and at the same time he consumed the most. In his opinion, Murong Ningyue could not stand up for a few moves at all. But the first thing he did not expect was that Murong Ningyue's speed was so fast. Although his attack was very powerful, it could not touch Murong Ningyue's edge.

Since Murong Ningyue cannot be defeated in a short period of time, it depends on time to waste the opponent. Feilong's wishful thinking is very good. If he is an ordinary opponent, this is undoubtedly the wisest choice. But what he did not expect was that although Murong Ningyue's cultivation is not as good as him, in terms of the degree and quality of spiritual power, he is much stronger than his Feilong. After delaying for a long time, Feilong can't hold on.

Murong Ningyue's eyes swept away the gloom before, and were once again full of confidence. If Feilong kept the attack of that intensity, she might be really not an opponent after a long time, but now since he showed weakness first, then the next time is Murong Ningyue's performance.

The situation on the field made a 180-degree turn in an instant. After the dragon's spiritual power weakened, it could no longer ignore Murong Ningyue's counterattack after every dodging, and gradually became the scene where Murong Ningyue's main attack on the dragon's main defense. Murong Ningyue's figure was like a flying butterfly, flying in the air with a blue light that broke the ice, but the dragon's huge figure slowly became dull.

“Pra…”

The sound of the sharp blade slashing the skin finally rang on the ring. Feilong looked at the wound on his chest, and his tone was filled with incredible belief: "How could this happen? I am the Ninth Duan of Ling Zun, you are just the fifth Duan of Ling Zun, how could you hurt me?"

Murong Ningyue sneered, "Hmph! The ignorant guy who lives in the well and Guantian is not just hurting you? The good show is still behind!" As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ningyue's figure turned into afterimages in the sky and attacked the flying dragon again.

Feilong responded in panic, but the consumption of spiritual power and psychological panic had already put him at a disadvantage. As time went by, there were more and more wounds on his body, and finally a trace of fear appeared in his eyes. Feilong knew that if this continued, he would definitely die. He moved his mouth and wanted to shout out the word "sacrifice".

Murong Ningyue has been paying attention to Feilong's movements. Seeing that the other party wanted to admit defeat, how could Murong Ningyue let Feilong go easily? He broke through the ice and stabbed it straight into Feilong's mouth like lightning. Under this stormy attack, Feilong didn't even have the chance to admit defeat!

When the spiritual light on Feilong's body was so faint that it was almost invisible, everyone in the field was stunned.
Chapter completed!