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"Do you want to destroy my spiritual formation even with an earth-level spiritual skill? It seems that he really has a headache for my spiritual formation!" Feng Yu said.

"Why are you still here?" Huo Aohan's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

But Feng Yu did not panic. He had already anticipated this situation. If he could defeat Huo Aohan so easily, he would not be worthy of being called the champion of this underground killing field!

As early as when he was arranging the dragon trap, he had already arranged a trapping dragon formation.

Of course, this spiritual formation was not used to trap Huo Aohan, but to trap himself, that is, to protect himself.

Sure enough, Huo Aohan hit Feng Yu with a heavy fist, but an invisible wall blocked the blow.

Huo Aohan was very cautious and took advantage of this moment to retreat quickly.

Feng Yu also took the opportunity to distance himself because the trapping dragon formation had been shattered by Huo Aohan's tyrannical punch.

"It's interesting, but if you have no other means, you may lose!" Huo Aohan said with a smile.

Feng Yu was silent, he was at a disadvantage in close combat, and Dragon Binding seemed to be unable to deploy it in a short period of time. Even if the deployment was successful, it would be restrained by Huo Aohan's earth-level spiritual skills.

Therefore, Feng Yu's only remaining trump card is that one move!

Feng Yu took a deep breath, and then a total of seventy-two flying swords flew out of the space ring.

At the same time, Feng Yu formed seals with his hands, and dense spiritual seals suddenly appeared next to Feng Yu.

Huo Aohan looked at the seventy-two flying swords flying in the sky and couldn't help but frown.

These seventy-two long swords were only at the early stage of spiritual level in terms of grade. Even if they were seventy-two, they probably wouldn't be able to cause any harm to him.

But why did Feng Yu do this?

"Spiritual formation and flying sword, what the hell is this guy trying to do!" Huo Aohan muttered.

At the moment Huo Aohan was thinking, countless spiritual seals were attached to those flying swords.

Suddenly, the aura of these flying swords changed.

Everyone looked at these swords with fear.

Although these flying swords are only at the lower level of spiritual level, they give people an unrivaled sense of sharpness, which is really weird.

Huo Aohan stared at the flying swords intently. Unlike before, these flying swords after being attached to the spiritual seal seemed to have transformed into a whole body, and their strength increased by seventy-two times.

That fierce aura, although it didn't come into contact with Huo Aohan, still made his skin ache.

Huo Aohan's expression changed slightly. The instinct he had developed in the killing field where life and death were wandering told him that if he took these attacks head-on, he would probably die miserably!

"There's something!" Huo Aohan said in a deep voice, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "But that's all! This should be your last trump card! I admit, your next attack must be very strong!

Extremely strong! But it has a fatal flaw!"

Feng Yu frowned and asked subconsciously: "What's the flaw?"

Huo Aoleng smiled and sneered: "Because your flying sword is only at the early stage of spiritual level!"

"No matter how powerful your flying sword attack is, the material of the flying sword is only in the early stage of spiritual quality. Only I can destroy your flying sword before you attack, so I will win without a doubt!" said Huo Aohan.

The flames in his body became more and more intense.

Huo Aohan's spiritual power is also constantly emerging.

But the flames on Huo Aohan's body did not spread with the increase in spiritual power.

"Is it still the same move?" Feng Yu murmured.

When Huo Aohan competed with his opponent for the championship, he used the same trick. He continuously compressed the flame, and the compressed flame had a terrifying temperature.

At that time, he used this move to finish off his opponent!

"It turns out that he wants to destroy my flying sword directly with flames!" Feng Yu suddenly smiled, and he finally understood Huo Aohan's intention.

"This is Huo Aohan's unique skill!" The audience cheered.

"Huo Aohan possesses supernatural spiritual power. This is the unique method he developed based on his own spiritual power - compression! The temperature of the compressed flame is so terrifying that it is unimaginable!" Someone was very excited.

Suddenly, countless people looked at Feng Yu with deep pity in their eyes.

"Huo Aohan is right. The boy's next attack should be very strong, but the spiritual weapon is only a basic level of spiritual quality. Huo Aohan's compressed white flame is enough to melt his flying sword in an instant.

Into gas!"

In their opinion, the outcome of this game has been decided.

Listening to the comments coming from the audience, Feng Yu chuckled and said to Huo Aohan: "Sometimes, there is a terrifying gap between ideals and reality!"

"What?" Huo Aohan looked at Feng Yu in surprise. From Feng Yu's words, he seemed to hear something.

As if he had thought of something, he quickly looked at those flying swords, but judging from their power, they were indeed only at the beginning of the spiritual level.

"Huh! You're trying to be mysterious!" Huo Aohan snorted.