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Chapter 643 Sixteen seats

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The people from the Wanxiang Sect of Tianfeng Kingdom who had just sat down stood up again, and Grand Master Yong also stood up. The number one envoy of Tianfeng, Nie Yun, was also dead.

Moreover, Tang Youyou killed Nie Yun with only one blow, which made the hearts of both of them twitch fiercely. The last time they went to Xueyue Kingdom, the prince Fengchen led the Sixth Envoys of Tianfeng to the place, and several people died. This time, they personally led the team and brought the powerful Tianfeng Seven Envoys, almost the best genius of their Tianfeng Kingdom, to participate in the Snowland Competition. This should have been a journey of glory, but at this moment, they all died.

The seven envoys of Tianfeng, no one left, were all wiped out.

Now, how can they still have the face to turn the wind back?

His eyes were staring at Lin Feng, everything was because of Lin Feng alone. In addition to these most precious young geniuses, none of the powerful men who were ambushed Lin Feng that night did not go back and all died in the wilderness. It would be worth it if Lin Feng was really killed, but not, Lin Feng was still alive, which led to the current ending, an ending that was unacceptable to them in Tianfeng Kingdom.

"Kill, if you don't kill Lin Feng, you will not be a human being!"

Their eyes were as bloody as they made a vow in their hearts to kill Lin Feng.

"Take the corpse down." Xue Wuchang glanced at the two of them, and the middle-aged figure flashed, taking Nie Yun's body away. Xue Wuchang's eyes immediately fell on the imperial tomb. It was the imperial tomb turn.

The imperial tomb stepped forward and reached the battlefield. His eyes swept and fell on one of them, causing the man to look stiff.

"Come out." The Emperor's Tomb let out a faint voice. The man walked out with a tough bullet and cursed in his heart that the Emperor's Tomb actually chose him as his opponent. Although he had the strength of the seventh level of Xuanwu Realm, how could he be able to fight against the Emperor's Tomb?

The result is conceivable. The imperial tomb only punched, and the domineering power directly shattered his bones. The imperial tomb thought that his cultivation was not easy, so he let him go.

Duan Wudao also chose one person, like the imperial tomb, defeated the opponent with one blow without a second move.

The fifth person is Jun Moxi.

When Jun Moxi stepped out, the ugly face was Wu Qing and the people from Wan Beast Sect. They did not forget Jun Moxi's words just now. He wanted to kill one with Tang Youyou. Tang Youyou fulfilled his words and killed Nie Yun. Then Jun Moxi naturally wanted to kill Wu Qing.

Sure enough, Jun Moxi, who stepped onto the battlefield, his eyes fell directly on Wu Qing, making Wu Qing's stiff face pale in an instant.

Could it be that he also wants to be the second envoy of the escaped Tianfeng?

At this moment, Jun Moxi stood in front of him. If he escaped, it would be understandable, because everyone knows that he would not be able to defeat Jun Moxi. If he fights, he will probably not even have the chance to admit defeat. Jun Moxi, like Tang Youyou, killed someone and wiped him out with one move.

But if you admit defeat and don’t fight, then everything will be over and he will not receive the gift from the God Palace.

No one knew that in the first round of the Snowland Competition, he had already retreated and weakened because he did not obtain powerful magical skills in time. In the Fallen Demon Realm, he did not think about hunting people, but just wanted to survive. What he survived finally came to this time and gave up. Even if this trip to the Snowland Competition was over, he would have finished.

The face of the leader of the Wan Beast Sect, Teng Lich, looked as ugly as Wu Qing. Why did this happen? It was because of Lin Feng.

It was Lin Feng, who made Jun Moxi think of dealing with Wu Qing. Without Lin Feng, this would not have happened.

"Give up." Teng Lich said, his voice exuding a bit decadent. If there is no chance, fighting must be death. The person Wu Qing has to face is Jun Moxi. If he changed to someone who is not among the eight strongest geniuses, he might have asked Wu Qing to give it a try, but there is no if.

Wu Qing's eyes trembled, he glanced at Lin Feng coldly, and then said, "I'll give up."

After saying that, Wu Qing's body flickered directly, landed among the crowd under the battlefield, and gathered with the people from Wan Beast Sect.

He didn't leave, even though everything behind had nothing to do with him, he still didn't leave. He wanted to see how Lin Feng died, Xuesha and Yu Mo. He must kill Lin Feng.

The sixth person is a blood evil battle, a blood evil battle, and a blood evil battle, and victory.

The seventh man, Yu Mo, also won.

The eighth person, the Seven-Emotional Sword, wins.

The ninth person, Ling Xiaoxiao, wins.

The tenth person, the dead demon's eyes are dead wood, wins.

The eleventh person, Qingmengxin, wins.

The twelfth man was a sword-user, carrying a silver long sword on his back. The opponent he challenged was also a sword-user, and it was Jian Chen.

The two of them fought very fiercely. As Lin Feng said that, Jian Chen had comprehended the will of the sword. Unfortunately, the person who used the silver long sword also comprehended the first level of the sword will. In addition, the opponent's cultivation strength was at the peak of the seventh level of the Xuanwu Realm. Therefore, Jian Chen was defeated, but unfortunately he was eliminated.

The thirteenth person is a woman who practices the Ice Soul technique and is extremely powerful. She makes the crowd around her feel that they are about to be frozen. As for his opponent, he is the Blood Drops of the Longshan Empire cold-blooded and cold-blooded. After more than a dozen rounds of battle, he was defeated.

The fourteenth person is good at power and is as strong as steel. The opponent he chooses is Cui Wuming, the dark left hand. The ending of the battle, Cui Wuming, the dark left hand, was eliminated. In the competition of strength, he lost to the opponent.

The fifteenth man, with his skillful light skills, used his wandering attacks to kill his opponent and defeat him.

The first fifteen people were all ranked high and won, and there was no accident. Until the sixteenth person, he had no other opponent to choose, only Yun Feiyang.

So, the first exception to the decisive battle of the Snowland Competition appeared. Yun Feiyang defeated the strong man in the 16th ranking with the 50th ranking and won the last place to advance to the 16th seat.

Six people were occupied in the Longshan Empire, including Lin Feng, Tang Youyou, Duan Wudao, Jun Moxi, Qingmengxin and Yun Feiyang, which is very good.

The other three empire forces divided the remaining ten positions.

Another round of battle came to an end, with sixteen people remaining.

Many people looked excited and expectant, with only sixteen people left. The next battle was to advance to the quarterfinals. These sixteen people were about to start collide with the strong.

Except for Lin Feng and Yun Feiyang, everyone has a level seventh level or above in Xuanwu Realm.

However, no one dared to deny their combat power. When Lin Feng fought against Yue Tianming at the seventh level of Xuanwu Realm, Yue Tianming had no power to resist. Yun Feiyang also easily defeated the strong men at the seventh level of Xuanwu Realm, and there were two.

Now, among the sixteen people, none of them are mediocre people, they are all geniuses among geniuses.

"Stay for an hour."

Xue Wuchang glanced at the crowd and said, giving them an hour to recover their vitality.

At this time, the space became much quieter, and the crowd was talking carefully, as if they were afraid of disturbing the sixteen geniuses sitting on the Jiaolong Grottoes.

In Lin Feng's small circle, Jun Moxi looked at Lin Feng and Tang Youyou and smiled and said, "Who are you two going to fight next?"

"I don't know either."

Lin Feng spread his hands, and none of the people next were weak. His combat power was at least at the peak of the seventh level of Xuanwu Realm, which was the weakest.

"Same." Tang Youyou whispered.

"You two have the right to choose actively, so I am in trouble and can only let others slaughter."

Yun Feiyang smiled bitterly and said, now there are only sixteen people left, so the eight people ranked low can only wait for the eight people in front to choose them.

"I'm the same as you."

Qing Mengxin smiled slightly and then looked at Lin Feng: "Lin Feng, why not choose me and give me the victory?"

Lin Feng looked at the seductive face, but he shook his head unwaveringly: "The beauty trick is useless to me."

Qing Mengxin looked at Lin Feng with a angrily look, then lay down slightly, lying beside Lin Feng, looking at the sky with his eyes closed.

The complete curve appeared in front of Lin Feng's eyes. The plump part was towering and firm, and was about to come out, making Lin Feng secretly say "Fairy".

"It seems that I have no hope."

Qing Mengxin muttered, no matter which person the eight people in front were facing, it would be difficult to mess with!
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