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"That's right, this is our Wang Family's only Grandmaster Battle Spell. To be able to make me use this set of Battle Spell, even if you have to die, you should be willing!" Wang Fei said in a domineering tone.

Currently, what he was using, was precisely the most powerful set of Battle Spell s within the Wang Family, and at the same time, the other set of Battle Spell s within the Grandmaster Level.

There was only one Battle Spell of this level, even within the Wang Family. As the son of the Patriarch of the Wang Family, Wang Fei had naturally grasped this kind of Battle Spell as well.

Just now, he saw Xiao Yu's sharp attacks and was slightly shocked in his heart, so he immediately used the strongest Battle Spell, not wanting to give Xiao Yu any chance to turn the situation around.

At this time, Wang Fei kept striking out with his palm, which was extremely sharp.

This set of Battle Spell had a total of thirteen palms, every palm was unpredictable and extremely bizarre. In terms of Giant Stone City, how could anyone not know about this Battle Spell?

Wang Fei was full of confidence in this Battle Spell, adding that his cultivation was far above Xiao Yu, when he saw that Xiao Yu was constantly dodging, and did not even have the chance to retaliate, his heart became calm and at the same time, was filled with pride.

He was very sure that Xiao Yu wouldn't be able to hold on for long, and would lose to him very soon.

However, Wang Fei did not notice, that his thirteen strikes were almost finished, but even though Xiao Yu looked to be powerless to retaliate, he did not show any signs of being defeated.

"Fifth Cycle of the Spirit Origin Stage, when used with the Grandmaster Battle Spell, one's battle power would be comparable to a six cycles cultivator without the Battle Spell."

As Xiao Yu fought with Wang Fei, he pondered.

Wang Fei naturally did not know that, other than cultivation, the measurement he had made included the Battle Spell. Previously, he had purposely told Wang Fei to use it, wanting to know what kind of strength Wang Fei, a person with such a cultivation level, could reach when he used the Grandmaster Battle Spell.

In fact, although other Battle Spell s in the Grandmaster Level were considered extremely valuable treasures, in Xiao Yu's eyes, there was no difference between these and trash.

In his eyes, the palm technique that Wang Fei was currently using was even more unbearable. Although it looked strange, in his eyes, it was full of holes. As long as he was willing, he could break this palm technique anytime he wanted.

With his knowledge and experience from his previous life, even if he had never seen any Battle Spell, he would be able to see through its secrets with just a glance.

He was like a saint who had read a lot of poetry, and in his eyes, this level of Battle Spell was like an addition or subtraction of less than 100, there was no mystery to it at all.

Seeing Wang Fei almost complete this set of Battle Spell, Xiao Yu already had an estimate in his heart.

A set of Grandmaster Battle Spell was enough to allow Wang Fei, who had gone through the fifth transition of Spirit Origin Stage, to be comparable to a person who had not undergone the sixth transition of Battle Spell. However, even though he was only at the third transition, he had the memories of his previous life, so any Battle Spell could be easily broken in his eyes.

When absolute strength was suppressed, any technique would be a joke. This saying was the same. When one's skill reached the pinnacle, even if the opponent's strength was far above one's own, one could still use skill to break it.

Of course, there was a limit to this difference.

Xiao Yu calculated that with his current cultivation level, combined with the memories from his previous life, no one below the seventh circulation would be his match.

One reason was because no matter what kind of Battle Spell the opponent used, to him, it would be useless. At the same time, because he had too many Battle Spell s in his brain, he could easily find a Battle Spell to restrain his opponent.

Wang Fei continued to attack Xiao Yu, but as time passed, he finally realized that something was wrong.

Xiao Yu was only at the third transition of Spirit Origin Stage, and he had already unleashed his strongest technique, so Xiao Yu shouldn't have been able to hold on for so long.

At this time, Wang Fei suddenly felt a sense of unease from the bottom of his heart.

"Die!" Ten thousand flowers fall! " The unease in Wang Fei's heart grew more and more intense. In the end, he could no longer endure it and used the last palm strike from the Flying Flower Palm.

In that instant, it was as if ten thousand flowers fell from the sky and their fragrance filled the sky, and Wang Fei's hands seemed to have merged with it, as a myriad of changes occurred!

"Let's see who will die!" Xiao Yu laughed coldly, he was almost done measuring his strength, he did not continue observing, and stepped forward, at the same time using the Dragon Breaking Finger!

One of his golden fingers shone brilliantly amidst the flowery shadows that filled the sky. The speed at which it was pointed out was not as fast as before, and it even seemed to be slightly slower than before.

"You want to hurt me with this kind of speed?" Wang Fei growled, concealing the uneasiness in his heart.

He was very confident in this final palm strike. This move transformed into tens of thousands of afterimages. Normally, when facing an opponent, very few people would be able to tell where his palm would attack from.

At this time, seeing Xiao Yu's actions, Wang Fei didn't hesitate at all and decisively struck out with his palm, fiercely striking towards the center of Xiao Yu's brows.

"Die!" Wang Fei looked to be in a sorry state, his eyes revealed a sinister light.

"Pfft!"

Yet another voice similar to the one before. The confident sneer on Wang Fei's face instantly froze and his eyes widened. His face was filled with disbelief.

He clearly saw that his last palm strike had already landed on the center of Xiao Yu's brows, yet Xiao Yu's finger was still quite a distance away from him, but after that palm strike, there was only air at the place where his palm landed.

At the same time, he felt a pain in his chest, as though something had stabbed into his heart.

"Do you really think that your Battle Spell is very strong?" Xiao Yu pulled out the finger that was pierced into Wang Fei's heart, his expression cold.

"This... "How is this possible!?" Wang Fei's eyes were lifeless and his face was as pale as snow. It was as if he had lost his soul.

Why did this happen? All of these were completely different from what he had imagined. Xiao Yu was clearly only at the third transition of the Spirit Origin Stage, how could he avoid his strongest move, the Battle Spell?

What was even more unacceptable to him was that Xiao Yu's previous finger attack was obviously normal and ordinary, and its speed was extremely slow, but before he could even see the situation, it had already pierced into his heart.

"How can this be? Who the hell are you? Why? "Why …" Feeling the pain from his heart, Wang Fei's soul fell and his eyes were slowly filled with fear.

Xiao Yu was only a servant in the Lin Family, how could he be related to them? And how could he take out so many Spirit-gathering Talisman?

Moreover, from the first time he had met Xiao Yu, it had only been less than a month, and Xiao Yu had condensed three Spirit River from zero cultivation!

What he could not comprehend was that the divine power of this person was far inferior to his, but even when he used the Grandmaster Battle Spell, he was still not his match!

"Who am I? Didn't you always know? It's just another name from the Lin Family. " Xiao Yu didn't have any pity for Wang Fei.

If not for the fact that he had some strength previously, he might have already died at Wang Fei's hands. Since Wang Fei dared to come and intercept him this time, he would naturally not be merciful.

The noble road in his previous life was filled with corpses and bones under his feet. Killing Wang Fei did not even give birth to a single ripple in his heart.

"No, you can't kill me! I am the Young Master of Wang Family, the son of the Patriarch of Wang Family.

Wang Fei's current arrogance had all disappeared, and other than fear, there was also despair.

Even though he knew that his heart had been penetrated, he still shouted weakly.