Chapter 350: Kill the God! (Part 2)

"Siling, how many cultivation points do you have?" Feng Yan asked.

Si Ling frowned, hesitated for a while, and said, "There are almost fifty!"

"Just fifty? So poor?" Feng Yan curled his lips.

However, when people around heard Feng Yan's words, many people glared at the time, their faces turned pale and could not speak.

Fifty cultivation points, still poor?

It should be noted that ordinary disciples usually save up to fifty cultivation points for a year or two, which is equivalent to spending nearly a month in the Yuanli Trial Tower and the Martial Arts Hall. This is a big number.

Feng Yan didn't know much about these, but he also saw the faces of the people around him, rolled his eyes immediately and said, "Okay, Si Ling, I'll bet with you fifty cultivation points, can you fight?"

Si Ling's face changed, but hesitated in his heart.

Fifty cultivation points, this number is not small!

Although Siling is a relatively outstanding ordinary disciple, it will take at least nearly a year to get these fifty cultivation points. If he loses here at one time, it will be awful!

"Although I can't lose, if..." Si Ling hesitated in his heart.

Seeing this, Feng Yan smiled disdainfully, "Why, I was so confident just now, but now I don't dare to face it? A peak-level powerful man in the Aviation Realm actually doesn't even dare to take on the challenge of me in the mid-stage of the Aviation Realm. I think you are the real waste, right?"

"Who said I dare not take it?" Si Ling glared and then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, the fifty cultivation point is the fifty cultivation point, I'll bet!"

"Very good." Feng Yan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a strange curve, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Feng Yan." Tian Ling next to him was a little worried.

Although he had seen Feng Yan show his combat power when he killed Gu Yuan with his own eyes, Si Ling is also not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Brother, are you sure?" Tang Yuan also frowned.

"Don't worry." Feng Yan was very relaxed.

Feng Yan stepped forward and slowly walked into the center of the Bai Zhantai, facing Si Ling, but there was a faint smile on his face.

"Creating the peak of the Aviation Realm of the Peak Martial Arts?" Feng Yan was disdainful.

There are many peaks of the Amphibition Realm that Feng Yan once fought, among which Gu Yuan alone is better than Si Ling.

As for Nan Xingchen, he is even more powerful than him.

Even Nan Xingchen was finally in his hands, and there was no doubt about this battle.

"Well, I'll try my new knife with you." Feng Yan smiled coldly, his smile as sharp as a blade, extremely sharp.

With a slap, a long sword emitting a cold and cold light appeared in Feng Yan's hand. The blade of the long sword was extremely thin, but there was a little cold light flowing on the blade, looking extremely sharp.

This sword is called the God-killing!

The powerful Yuan power surged into the God-Slaying Sword. In an instant, the God-Slaying Sword made a faint sound of swords, and the blade was also trembling slightly.

"The God-Slaying Sword, today is your first battle, so let me see your power." Feng Yan grinned, and then his eyes flashed.

"war!"

With a sudden shout, Feng Yan's body flashed and rushed in an instant.

It was like a stream of light, and the speed continued to soar in the void, reaching its limit in an instant.

"Haha, Senior Brother Feng Yan, take me a stick!"

Si Ling held a black long stick in his hand. When Feng Yan rushed over, there was no panic on his face. Instead, a cold smile appeared, followed by his figure. The next moment it appeared in front of Feng Yan, and the pitch-black long stick suddenly poked out.

This black stick contained an extremely terrifying wave of Yuan power. After it was poked out, the void in front of Feng Yan immediately collapsed.

"Peak Martial Arts?" Feng Yan's face was calm, and then he suddenly used force on his arm and swung the long sword directly.

"Nirvana!"

The sword is the God-killing Sword. The sword technique is Feng Yan’s strongest Nirvana style.

In an instant, a sense of life and death filled the air, and a long river of sword shadow appeared in the void.

"Haha, it's just advanced martial arts?" Si Ling smiled suddenly in the air, "You are a mid-stage air realm, and you dare to fight me head-on, you are really looking for death!"

"Bear!" Si Ling smiled fiercely, and the black long stick directly penetrated into the long river of your sword.

"I'm so arrogant." Feng Yan smiled coldly, and the powerful Yuan power surged out wildly, spreading on the God-Slaying Sword. In addition to this Yuan power, blue veins swelled up on Feng Yan's arm, obviously having used brute force to its limit.

After breaking through to the middle stage of the Aviation Realm, Feng Yan's brute force was even more amazing. The brute force alone was enough to be comparable to ordinary late stage powerhouses in the Aviation Realm.

The addition of brute force and Yuan power makes his explosive power at this moment comparable to the average peak of the empty realm.

The only thing that has some difference with Si Ling is martial arts!

After all, Feng Yan's sword technique only reaches a higher level, while the stick technique performed by Si Ling is a real peak martial art.

Logically, if Feng Yan fights hard, he will be at an absolute disadvantage.

However, Feng Yan still had the existence of the God-Slaying Sword in his hand!

The God-Slaying Sword, the Heavenly Level Divine Soldier!

The power is naturally extremely huge.

boom!

In the void, two fierce attacks that were powerful enough to destroy mountains and rivers collided. In an instant, the heaven and earth roared, and violent explosions came from the center of the two's interactions. The void suddenly burst out like a spider web, revealing tiny cracks in space.

The dazzling sword light river was crazily intertwined with the dark stick shadow, constantly tearing the other side apart, but soon, the sword light river gained the upper hand.

"What?" Si Ling's expression suddenly changed, and immediately after his dark stick shadow burst out from it. His figure also retreated uncontrollably, looking a bit embarrassed.

Feng Yan was also flew out by the huge recoil force, but compared to Si Ling, he looked much better.

After the two of them stood firm again, they held each other's faces again, but now their faces were different from before. Feng Yan looked surprised and excited, while Si Ling's expression was extremely ugly. His eyes flashed, staring at the cold long sword in Feng Yan's hand.

"His knife!"
Chapter completed!