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Chapter 992: Competition

As expected, Feng Ming showed up at exactly the right time just as Wei Xuan said.[(<(

Lin Haoming expected something quite different. This Feng Ming was not that kind of powerful or heroic figure. If he didn't know his identity, Lin Haoming would have thought he was just an alcoholic. When he walked in, there was still a man in his arms.

Holding a jar of wine, he looked a little drunk.

Of course, these are Feng Ming's appearance. Lin Haoming can feel the sparkle in his eyes. This person is definitely the most powerful existence of the same level that he has encountered since his ascension.

"Lin Haoming?" Feng Yan shouted when he looked at Lin Haoming and didn't care about the young prince or Cang Xi and the others.

Lin Haoming smiled bitterly and said: "That's right, it's Lin. Fellow Daoist Feng won't have any problems with this, right?"

"Haha... Mr. Feng gets more and more energetic as he gets drunker. There are some good wines hidden in some places in this Demon Cliff City. I'll beat you and keep drinking!" Feng Yan didn't seem to take Lin Haoming seriously at all.

"Then let's see what fellow Daoist Feng can do, please!"

Faced with such a provocation, Lin Haoming naturally could not show weakness and flew directly to the ring.

Feng Yan also immediately flashed up, and the law enforcement officer surnamed Li immediately came between the two people, glanced at both parties and said: "The competition is over. I think you all understand the rules. I won't say more here. Get ready.

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"Okay!" Feng Yan also looked impatient when facing the monks in the Void Refining Stage.

Lin Haoming nodded to indicate that he had no problem.

"Okay, in that case, the competition begins!" The law enforcement officer named Li immediately jumped outside the ring and opened the protective light shield on the ring.

When the mask of light just flashed, Lin Haoming's hand flashed with light, and the Tiansha Sword appeared directly in the palm of his hand. Following the shaking of his wrist, several red lights flashed around Feng Shi one after another.

Feng Mingze still stood where he was, with no intention of dodge, but Lin Haoming's expression changed and he quickly retreated more than ten feet.

Just as he backed away, the wine jar Feng Shi was holding fell down, and the place where Feng Shi was standing was already empty.

"Sure enough, you are still an ascended monk after all, so you still have the necessary vigilance. Take the move!"

Feng Shen let out a loud shout, and then the wine jar in his hand was sacrificed by him. At the same time, he fired the magic spell. Suddenly, the wine jar suddenly became several feet in size and completely transformed into a large wine vat.

After Lin Haoming saw it, he swung his sword towards the wine vat, but after a flash of red light, the surface of the wine vat only had a layer of blue ripples, and then with the wind, he pointed a little and a circle appeared on the surface of the wine vat.

The rune pattern loomed out, and then a stream of water spurted out from it, and when Lin Haoming smelled it, he discovered that it still smelled of alcohol.

But at this time, he didn't have time to think about why. With a pinch of his hands, the Extreme Yang True Fire immediately swept out and went directly towards the drinks.

"Extreme Yang True Fire, there's something interesting!" After seeing it, Feng Yan laughed loudly, and then changed the magic formula again, and the wine spurted out burned like real wine, and in turn surrounded Lin Haoming.

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Lin Haoming naturally couldn't admit defeat like this, otherwise it would be too fake. He waved the Tiansha Sword in his hand continuously, splitting a passage in an instant, and rushed out. But as he rushed out, he suddenly found that the wine vat above his head was already high.

It was hanging high, and now it was flying down.

Seeing this, Lin Haoming subconsciously opened his mouth, and the cold flame bead was directly ejected by him. After exiting the mouth, it immediately turned into a crystal ball several feet in size, and he directly faced it fiercely.

"bump!"

With a loud noise, Lin Haoming's cold flame beads bounced back, and the opponent's wine vat was also bounced away.

There was a flash of wind, and a person appeared in the direction where the wine jar was falling and grabbed the wine jar. At this moment, Lin Haoming had already slapped the cold flame bead hard, and the cold flame bead immediately hit the opponent like a meteorite.

At the same time Feng Yan realized it, the magic formula had also been pinched, and suddenly his whole body shrank into the wine jar and disappeared.

Lin Haoming didn't care so much. He arrived in front of the wine jar in a flash and activated the cold flame beads to hit the wine jar directly.

But at this moment, the wine jar flashed with light again, and something sprayed out. Lin Haoming was horrified after seeing it clearly, because the wine jar spurted out was clearly Feng Shi, but the amount was so large that it was unbelievable.

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Lin Haoming's eyebrows flashed with light at this moment, and then a colorful light bead emerged, and then a colorful ray of light suddenly rolled over the figures, and as this colorful ray of light shone, Lin Haoming suddenly became full of evil spirits, and at the same time, countless evil spirits went crazy

The blood poured into the Heavenly Evil Sword, and the Heavenly Evil Sword suddenly turned bright red.

At the same time, several people watching the battle also fixed their eyes on Lin Haoming and the evil sword in his hand. Apparently they had felt that after inhaling a large amount of evil energy at this moment, the evil sword was likely to explode with the power of a fifth-grade magic weapon.

Yes, this is simply fatal for monks at the level of the God Transformation Stage.

But at this moment, those Fengxing in the colorful glow suddenly burst out one by one, and at the same time, they also shone with various colors of light.

"boom!"

Lin Haoming's sword finally came out. The sword was so powerful that the protective light shield of the arena shook violently, and it seemed as if it was about to break.

Since the protective light shield is like this, it is obvious that Lin Haoming's sword did not hit the opponent.

"Kill, I want to kill! Kill! Kill you all..."

Shouts filled with rage resounded in the ring at this moment, and along with the shouts of killing, streaks of red light kept shining throughout the ring.

But at this moment, Feng San was already holding the wine jar again, sitting on the ground and looking at Lin Haoming not far away.

At this time, Lin Haoming's eyes were red, and he kept waving the Tiansha sword in his hand, but every time he swung the sword, it hit the void.

"Haha... Okay, great, Lin, you also have today."

Wang Lang's sharp voice followed, and his eyes were filled with excitement, as if he wanted to rush forward and teach Lin Haoming, who was now in a state of rage, a lesson.

Cang Xi glared at Wang Lang fiercely, which made Wang Lang's heart tremble. His original excitement suddenly dissipated, and his voice stopped abruptly. "Feng Ming, if you win, it's better to relieve Lin Haoming's current situation!"

"Okay!" Cang Xi asked, but Feng Midai didn't refuse. He flashed in front of Lin Haoming, opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of wine. Immediately afterwards, Lin Haoming, who was waving the Heavenly Evil Sword just now, instantly froze.

Living.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I accept it!" Feng Yan said with a smile. After finishing speaking, he did not forget to give himself a sip.

At this time, Lin Haoming looked around in a daze, and finally looked at Feng Yan. He seemed to be a little disappointed and said: "I am not your opponent!"

When Feng Yan heard this, a meaningful smile flashed across his lips, and at the same time Lin Haoming heard a voice message in his ear: "See you in Banye Ju." (To be continued.) 8


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