Seeing the prince flying onto the stage, there was a burst of surprise from below.

However, there were a few people who still had calm faces, without any expression.

"I would like to teach you!"

The strong energy in front of Wang Zifei completely enveloped him, making him look like an iron wall, and at the same time, it made people feel a powerful force.

"just you?"

Zhao Fu sneered and shook his head.

When Wang Zifei saw this, he shouted loudly. He looked like a leopard. He suddenly stood up from where he was and was in front of Zhao Fu in an instant. He even raised his fist and smashed it down directly on Zhao Fu's head.

.

This punch completely brought the energy that Wang Zifei had unleashed to the tip of his fist. He was planning to kill Zhao Fu with one blow!

"What a strong punch!"

"The strength condensed in this punch is probably comparable to that of a mid-level fifth-grade Vajra Realm master!"

Most of the people below are knowledgeable, and when they see this punch, their hearts tremble.

"Cut off your right hand as a warning to others!"

Zhao Fu spoke coldly, without even the slightest dodge. Everyone saw Zhao Fu standing there with his right hand held empty, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

This long sword is seven inches long, and the sharp edge formed by the energy is somewhat penetrating.

"Transform into form with gas!"

"Zhao Fu was actually able to condense a long sword so quickly! That happened in the blink of an eye!"

Seeing this scene, the people below looked horrified.

Zhao Fu casually picked it up, and the sword edge directly collided with Wang Zifei's right fist.

There was a pop.

The edge of the long sword directly cut off all the energy condensed on the tip of the prince's flying fist, and then immediately cut off his entire right arm, separating the bones and flesh.

A long line of blood shot into the air.

Wang Zifei's right arm was separated from his body and passed by Zhao Fu's left and right sides.

Bang.

The prince flew down on the ring and his right arm, which was broken, flew far away and fell off the stage.

"ah!"

Wang Zifei on the ring cried out in pain, and then Zhao Fu, who walked slowly over, kicked him to the bottom of the ring.

"You, who else?"

Zhao Fu held the edge of the long sword with one hand and stood proudly, with a bit of bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and wherever Zhao Fu glanced at him, everyone lowered their eyebrows.

"Zhao Fu was able to condense the long sword in such a short period of time. Could it be that he already has the cultivation level of a third-grade Vajra?"

"Third-grade Vajra! It seems that Yu Jinglong is just a third-grade Vajra, right?"

"This is a joke. Originally, I planned to see if I could have a chance to detect the leak. I also wanted to rely on others to consume Zhao Fu, but now it seems that the game is hopeless."

Many people smiled bitterly and shook their heads, full of wonder.

Compared to ordinary people, they understand better what it means to be a third-grade Vajra.

A third-grade Vajra is enough to fight three or even five fourth-grade Vajra! And a fourth-grade Vajra is enough to support an ordinary family, making him a powerful overlord!

What's more, Zhao Fu is only a little over 20 years old, and his future prospects are bound to be limitless.

"This Jiangnan Sword Sect is so terrifying! The little genius Zhao Fu has such a level of cultivation, how graceful must the Yu Jinglong that appears once in a century be?"

Many people thought about this and subconsciously looked towards the north arena.

The two arenas are hundreds of meters apart, but even though they are hundreds of meters apart, you can still see the sea of ​​people there.

The arena where Su Chun and Yu Jinglong were standing was crowded with people. The fight between Su Chun and Yu Jinglong on the stage was a bit incomprehensible, and it was really exciting.

Under the South Arena, those who originally planned to challenge Zhao Fu lost their morale, and many people began to head to the North Arena to watch the battle between Su Chun and Yu Jinglong.

"If no one challenges, then the winner this time will be Mr. Zhao Fu." Seeing that no one below was planning to come on stage, Uncle Li coughed and was about to go to announce the result.

At this moment, Zhao Fu on the stage suddenly shifted his gaze and stared at the back of the crowd. He looked at the young man standing over there and sneered: "The guy standing over there just hit my servant.

,Aren’t you very arrogant? Why, you don’t dare to speak now?”

"If you have the guts, come up here! Otherwise I have to look for you myself later!"

Zhao Fu's eyes narrowed and he drank suddenly, his voice was like a wave, and he suddenly rushed towards the crowd.

There was a hint of vigor in Zhao Fu's voice, which made everyone change their colors. Those who were a little careless might even become almost deafened by Zhao Fu's roar.

And then they all followed Zhao Fu's gaze and saw the boy with a backpack behind the crowd.

"Who is this guy?"

"I don't know him. I haven't seen him before. He looks very young. Could it be that he is still a student?"

"Zhao Fu said just now that he beat his servant? Zhao Fu's servant, I remember, was also a master of the Pseudo Realm King Kong."

The crowd around Lin Yi subconsciously opened a slight distance from Lin Yi, causing a vacuum zone to form around Lin Yi.

Most of them didn't want to provoke Zhao Fu, lest they get burned.

"You haven't left yet?" Zhu Yidong, who had glanced in front of the crowd, didn't see Lin Yi at first, and was relieved. But now she suddenly saw Lin Yi standing behind the crowd, and her heart skipped a beat.

The throat was mentioned again.

Uncle Li on the stage was a little curious when he heard Zhao Fu's words, but he didn't think anyone in the audience could beat Zhao Fu.

But when he deflected his gaze and saw Lin Yi standing in the audience, Uncle Li's pupils shrank suddenly and he felt his heart skip a few beats.

"you you you……"

Uncle Li's voice was trembling. When he saw Lin Yi, his face was complicated and he couldn't say a complete sentence at once.

He had witnessed with his own eyes the young man in front of him, beating the old god to death, beheading the medical king Guhuo elder, stepping on the giant water dragon, and making all the wind and rain come with his grace!

Those means are no longer available to ordinary people!

However, the strength of Zhao Fu here is unfathomable. If they really encounter each other, it is still unclear who will win.

The most important thing is that when Uncle Li saw Lin Yi arriving, he knew that he was probably here for the ancient sword.

The sword has been promised to the young man in front of him by Mu Hanran, but now the Mu family is using it as a bargaining chip to recruit a bride. It seems that this time, the young man will definitely be dissatisfied in his heart.

For a moment, Uncle Li felt mixed emotions in his heart and was speechless for a long time.

The young man standing behind the crowd had a dull expression. He raised his head and looked at the majestic and arrogant Zhao Fu on the stage, and spoke indifferently.

"I heard that you once obtained the Yanyu Sword?"
Chapter completed!