Urban magic doctor

"Senior Brother Ren, I only have this five-marked heavenly weapon to make you laugh."

Chen Yang held the Fire Lotus Sword and did not rush to take action. Instead, he grinned at Ren Zifei.

These words were clearly meant to ridicule Ren Zifei, which made Ren Zifei gnash his teeth in anger, causing his true energy to fluctuate violently.

"I would like to thank you, Junior Brother Chen, for sending me a five-marked heavenly sword. As soon as you die, your sword will be mine."

Ren Zifei shouted coldly, waved the golden snake sword in his hand, and attacked Chen Yang.

He is menacing, his true energy is strong, and his power is extraordinary.

Although they are both in the early stage of Zhenfu, the Zhenyuan of Zhong Yukui and Ye Chunjiao is completely different from that of Ren Zifei.

Ren Zifei's ability to rank among the thirty-four members of Dragon's Back College is truly extraordinary.

Chen Yang's eyes narrowed, and before Ren Zifei could gather his artistic conception and release his magical power, he released a stream of spiritual consciousness and attacked Ren Zifei's sea of ​​consciousness.

He didn't want to waste time and planned to end the battle directly.

But unexpectedly, after his spiritual consciousness entered Ren Zifei's sea of ​​consciousness, it didn't have any impact. It was like a mud cow entering the sea without even a ripple.

Even Ren Zifei didn't feel anything and continued to attack this way.

"Ah! What's going on?"

Chen Yang was shocked.

This phenomenon is a bit strange.

Even if Ren Zifei's spiritual consciousness is stronger than his, he should still resist.

Why does the spiritual consciousness dissipate directly and cannot shake Ren Zifei's sea of ​​consciousness?

There was no time to think, because Ren Zifei had already swung his sword.

"Luoxue Wuhen!"

The Golden Snake Sword in Ren Zifei's hand released seven sword rays one after another. Each sword ray was comparable to the full blow of Zhong Yukui's Zhenfu in the early stage.

At this time, he had not yet condensed his artistic conception, and the magical power he used was by no means a means to suppress the situation.

But the attack power is already quite powerful.

However, this is not enough, Naihe got Chen Yang.

Chen Yang swung his sword one after another, and the fire lotus left a red afterimage in the air, cutting through Ren Zifei's five sword beams.

Then, he dodged two other sword rays on one side of his body.

He did not attack with a counterattack, but quickly retreated backwards. While keeping the distance, he used this short gap to watch the "God Refining Technique" in the sea of ​​consciousness, looking for ways to make the disruption of his consciousness ineffective.

Soon, he really found the reason.

"God Refining Technique" records that because the disruption of spiritual consciousness is the lowest level of spiritual consciousness attack method, after the opponent's spiritual consciousness exceeds a thousand levels, the sea of ​​consciousness will become stable and will not be destroyed by the external spiritual consciousness.

Therefore, in the face of the Zhenfu stage where the power of spiritual consciousness definitely exceeds a thousand levels, low-level spiritual consciousness interference is useless.

If you want to carry out spiritual attacks, you must learn higher-level methods.

"No!"

After figuring out what was going on, Chen Yang felt depressed.

He originally thought that he had learned to disrupt his consciousness. As long as his consciousness level increased, he would be a super trump card when he met someone whose consciousness level was lower than his own.

Who would have known that if the spiritual consciousness is too low-level to disturb, it will be useless to the Zhenfu stage.

"It seems that disturbing the consciousness will not help in this battle."

Chen Yang sighed secretly, and then realized that it was time for him to spend some time practicing the "God Refining Technique". After all, he had not practiced the God Refining Technique for a long time.

Even the improvement of his spiritual consciousness is due to the improvement of his realm. Relying on the strengthening of the vortex of the sea of ​​consciousness, he can far surpass the same level.

Otherwise, even if the consciousness is disturbed, it will not be of much use to him.

"Chen Yang, you can't beat me, do you want to escape?"

Seeing Chen Yang retreating, Ren Zifei shouted loudly and chased after him with his sword.

After the previous temptation, this time, he was obviously going to take action.

I saw the golden snake sword in his hand shaking, and a snake-shaped shadow was released from his palm, winding along the golden snake sword and released from the tip of the sword.

Immediately afterwards, the snake shape suddenly grew in size, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant python more than seventy meters long.

The giant python was completely black, covered in scales, and had two heads on its neck.

And these two heads are still different snakes.

A flat triangular eye and a slender pointed mouth.

But no matter which head it is, they are both ugly and fierce, spitting information, looking fierce and sinister.

"The artistic conception of the two-headed snake!"

Among the spectators on the hillside, someone named the artistic conception that Ren Zifei had comprehended.

Chen Yang glanced at the two-headed snake, not daring to be careless, and immediately released the fire dragon artistic conception.

Although they are both in the first level of artistic conception, Chen Yang's fire dragon does not look as huge as the two-headed snake.

However, this does not mean that the power of the fire dragon is weaker than that of the two-headed snake.

After all, the fire dragon is a fusion of two artistic conceptions.

Even though the two-headed snake has two heads, it is just an artistic conception after all.

Moreover, the power of the true dragon can even frighten other monsters and beasts, so when the fire dragon came out, the two-headed snake visibly trembled.

"Hiss, hiss..."

Immediately afterwards, the two snake heads became excited and eager to try, as if they wanted to challenge the fire dragon.

This situation looks like the artistic conception has spiritual consciousness.

But in fact, the artistic conception is completely controlled by the owner. The behavior of the two-headed snake is a manifestation of Ren Zifei's will. He is provoking Chen Yang.

"Ride the waves and sing ninety thousand miles high!"

Suddenly, Ren Zifei swung his sword.

The four weapon patterns on the golden snake sword in his hand were activated, and it became powerful.

His feet moved in the air, and the air waves rolled under his feet, as if he were walking on the waves.

Immediately afterwards, a strange sound came from his mouth, like singing, but it was not pleasant, just like chanting sutras.

The overwhelming sound turned into a true energy shock wave, released from his mouth, and actually lingered around the curved golden snake sword.

next moment.

Purple sword light is released from the golden snake sword

The artistic conception of the two-headed snake came from the sky. Although it has not been integrated with the sword energy, it has been completely blessed on the sword energy, making this sword energy stronger, more fierce, and more dangerous...

Rumble…

The sword energy rushed, the void twisted, and the earth shook.

"So strong, this is his true strength!"

"Incredible, he is much stronger than he was in the last ranking battle."

"It is also the academy's mid-level heaven-level magical power "Ride the Waves and Sing Ninety Thousand Miles". When he uses it, I feel it is stronger than Senior Brother Ma, who is ranked 31st."

"Tsk, tsk, I don't know how Chen Yang can block this sword energy!"

Ren Zifei's sword move surprised everyone.

Even the elders watching the battle looked at Ren Zifei with expressions of appreciation.

Xu Guangyong and Zeng Hongchuan, two elders who had some friendship with Chen Yang, frowned and felt worried for Chen Yang.

Among the whole audience, the most excited person was undoubtedly Wang Zehong.

His body trembled slightly. Looking at the fight in the death cage, his mouth went dry with excitement. He murmured: "It's so thrilling. This bet is so interesting. Chen Yang, if you can really win, I, Wang Zehong, will win this time." That’s when you really made the right bet!”