Chapter 778: Compressed cents

"Humph!"
Lin Feng grunted coldly, disdainful.
Make a fist with your right hand and shake it out.
"boom!"
The surging immortal power gathers and solidifies in mid-air, turns into a giant fist, and strikes at the giant hand.
With the purity of Lin Feng Xianyuan's power, the giant fist formed is comparable to the hammer in the hand of the giant spirit god, which is enough to break the mountains and break the river.
"Oh!"
The giant fist that soared into the sky finally collided fiercely with the giant hand that struck from the sky.
Almost at the same time, the multicolored giant fist and the scarlet giant hand burst into pieces at the same time. It's like the father of two bombs, which detonated at the same time during the collision.
Between heaven and earth, a thunderous explosion exploded, and the vigor after the blast burst, raging open, blasting the void into the air. The ground was unable to withstand this burst of vigorous attack, as if undergoing a baptism of artillery fire, was blasted into a deep pit.
The colorful fist, when the collision with the scarlet giant hand exploded, the stature of Lin Feng and the blood sect strong man also receded at the same time. However, Lin Feng only stepped back two steps to stabilize his figure, but the strong blood sect stepped back three steps.
Although it is only a step difference, it is enough to prove that the strength gap between the two people.
"That's great!"
Bai Xiangfei and Bai Yu, as well as more than a dozen Bingmomen strongmen, were looking forward with a little excitement.
After the formation of the improved and strengthened Water Spirit Shield, they were completely desperate after being broken by the blood sect's palm. It wasn't until Lin Feng stood up again that he started to look forward to expectations, but this expectation was not intense.
This time is different. In the face of the strength demonstrated by Lin Feng, one by one, the expectation is stronger than ever. If the sense of expectation in the previous heart is just a small flame, then the sense of expectation at this time is the burning fire.
After all, the first confrontation, although to a large extent, there will be a component of this blood sect's neglect of the enemy, but even so, taking advantage of the upper hand is enough to prove Lin Feng's good strength.
"how can that be!!!"
Luo Xiao and other blood sect disciples were dull.
They only thought that Lin Feng would soon be buried under the scarlet giant hand. He never thought that the first confrontation between the two would end with Lin Feng's upper hand.
"Should the boy's strength be better?"
"It's impossible, it must be just to underestimate the enemy."
After such thoughts had surfaced, they were quickly denied.
Each trial task requires the overall strength of the top ten Xianmen Trial Team personnel to be in a relatively balanced state.
What's more, this Jindan's successful Zongmen strongman, even within the grand ancestor of a great sect, is extremely powerful. In any case, they can accept that the young man who does not seem to have much strength in front of him must be above it.
"How can this be? This kid is just Jin Dan Xiaocheng's realm?"
The Blood Sect Stronger frowned involuntarily.
His strength is far stronger than those of Luo Xiao and Bai Xiangfei, so he can clearly feel the realm of Lin Feng, but only the strength of Jin Dan Xiaocheng. In any case, he didn't want to understand how the other party had the upper hand in the confrontation with him in a small realm.
"Is this kid hiding in the realm?"
The blood sect strong secretly whispered, once again using the power of the fairy yuan, condensed the giant in mid-air.
This time, he released the more violent power of the fairy yuan, and the giant hand staring in the air was also larger, and the sense of terrible power released was much stronger than before.
The size is magnified several times, and it looks like three or four hundred square meters. Heng Ge in the middle of the sky actually blocked the vast sky, overlooking everything on the ground and blocking it.
"Boom!"
After the giant hands converged and formed, they were unstoppably shot in the air.
It seems that this palm is where the Buddha came to suppress Sun Dasheng's Wuzhishan, wherever he went, but everything that was shrouded in palms, no matter what, was suppressed. It seems that even the whole land cannot escape the suppression of the palm.
"boom!"
Lin Feng didn't care, and continued to throw with his right fist.
The seemingly random punch, the power of Xianyuan burst out, but it also skyrocketed a lot. In the middle of the air, the Xianyuan giant fist formed by the colorful light is obviously more solid. The above is even more flickering, with its silky translucent sheen, as if this giant fist solidified with the power of Xianyuan is Lin Fang's enlarged fist in the state of ice muscle and bone.
"Boom!"
The Xianyuan giant fist that reappeared was not directly greeted to the Scarlet Palm, but was continuously compressed in the air. In an instant, Xianyuan's giant fist, which was originally the size of a giant god's hammer, was infinitely compressed, and in the end it just became the size of an ordinary adult's fist.
However, although the giant fist was compressed to the size of an ordinary fist, the terrifying coercion released from it was not reduced. Not only that, but also the intensification of madness, even the face of the blood sect's power can not help but change.
"Oh!"
The moment the compressed fist struck, the even larger giant hand was suddenly broken under the collision.
Jin Dan's blood-strength conqueror, who changed his face abruptly and tens of meters away, finally fell on Lin Feng's eyes and became full of vigilance.
"Great!"
Bai Yu and Bai Xiangfei, as well as more than a dozen apparition disciples, began to overflow with irresistible excitement.
In the first confrontation, there may still be the element in which the blood sect is strong, but in this second confrontation, no matter what, Lin Feng will occupy the upper points with absolute strength.
"Is this guy really stronger?"
Luo Xiao and a group of blood sect disciples suddenly changed their faces.
This time, regardless of whether he is willing or unwilling, he must admit that the strength of this young man in front of him is better than anything else.
"The use of Xianyuan's power is not as big as possible."
Lin Feng smiled slightly.
His control of the power of Xianyuan is comparable to that of a Jin Dan's successful blood sect. Like the secular martial arts, the more pure the immortal element in the body of the immortal, the greater the power.
Not only that, the power of Xianyuan's power can also be used to compress to release more powerful power.
The strong blood sect was pretty good at controlling the power of Xianyuan, but unfortunately it was him. After all, it is extremely difficult to compress the power of Xianyuan so that it can release more powerful strength. A poor control will most likely cause self-explosion and hurt yourself.
Can it be a victorious and powerful man who can control it?