Returning to the stands, Chen Feng smiled and extended his thumb to Wang Simiao in approval, while Wang Simiao was so shy that he almost put his head into his crotch. This expression made Chen Feng laugh out loud and said it was funny. [26nbsp;
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The competition will not stop because of Wang Simiao's outstanding performance. Throughout the whole day, among the hundreds of competitions, dark horses appeared frequently, and many new faces that had never been seen before stood out among the many monks.
However, the few powerful monks that everyone expected the most lived up to their expectations. With an absolutely overwhelming advantage, they defeated their opponents without any suspense and successfully appeared.
Of course, although there were many noteworthy people on the first day of the competition, the one that worried Chen Feng the most was Han Qiu, because after what happened during the day, Chen Feng knew that Han Qiu was extremely defensive and arrogant.
The other party would definitely remember the icy fire given to him before parting.
Even if he cannot be encountered in the ring, I believe that once he enters the soul land, he will try his best to find himself and compete with him.
The first day of the competition came to an end. Chen Feng and other monks returned to the foot of the mountain. Wang Simiao found out where Chen Feng was on the top of the mountain and used some method to move to the top of Chen Feng's mountain.
There was no talking all night, and in the early morning of the next day, Chen Feng and Wang Simiao walked together and arrived at the soul battle venue by a familiar route.
The competition continued, and Chen Feng easily defeated an early-stage pill-forming monk in the second day's competition, and then advanced.
In this way, after just seven days of competition, the original tens of thousands of monks were reduced to the current number of five thousand, and Chen Feng also met a young strong man mentioned by Wang Simiao during the seventh day of the competition.
, water fairy, asking for love.
On the stage, Chen Feng's eyes wandered and he looked at the beautiful woman in white in front of him, muttering secretly in his heart.
After a few days of observation, it was found that this woman's cultivation had reached the late stage of pill formation, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough in infant transformation. If I didn't want to expose my cultivation too much, I was afraid it would be difficult to win.
Wenqing seems to be twenty years old, but according to rumors, he has a hundred years of cultivation, and is considered a famous person among the younger generation in the inner domain.
Here, Xiaofan must explain that because the journey of cultivating immortality is extremely long, in the eyes of monks, those who have cultivated for three to five hundred years can only be regarded as the younger generation.
"Your name is A Niu?" Wenqing looked at Chen Feng, a dark horse that had won consecutively in the past few days, with a sneer on his lips.
"Exactly!" Chen Feng nodded silently, casually took out a medium-grade profound sword given by Wang Ruoyu from the ring, and waved it gently a few times.
"I have watched your duels these days. You are no match for me. Just admit defeat!" Wenqing put her hands on her back and looked at Chen Feng arrogantly, with a serious look on her face.
"Haha, I came here just because I wanted to live a long life in the world, and I had no other illusions. Now that I have the opportunity to compete with the girl, how can I give up so easily?"
"I wonder if you've seen my battle!" Hearing Chen Feng's words, Qing Qing's voice changed and he suddenly asked.
"See, every time I play a girl, my subordinates never get a chance to survive!" Chen Feng continued calmly.
"In that case, are you ready to die?" Wenqing was as indifferent as ever, but there was suddenly a hint of murderous intent between his eyebrows.
"Don't worry, girl, even if I'm defeated, I can still escape unscathed!" Chen Feng frowned slightly when he heard the words of inquiry, and a look of displeasure flashed across his face.
"Huh, you don't know how to live or die!" Seeing Chen Feng acting like this, Qingqing did not reply. He raised his hand lightly, and a wave of water appeared out of thin air. Then Qingqing single-handedly ### among the water waves, a handle turned blue all over, like autumn water.
The five-foot-long sword was slowly pulled out of the water by her.
With the long sword in hand, Wenqing's whole aura suddenly changed. The faint murderous aura on his body suddenly became stronger, and at the same time, the surrounding air became more and more humid.
"What a strong water channel power?" Chen Feng smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a layer of black evil aura slowly spread around him.
"Oh my god, A Niu is practicing the way of killing!" Many monks in the stands who had been paying attention to Chen Feng exclaimed in surprise.
In Chen Feng's previous games, Chen Feng defeated his opponents with an absolutely overwhelming advantage, without showing any of his own skills. Now, when the black evil aura came out, the whole audience was shocked.
Because killing a group is extremely cruel, only through continuous killing can one make progress. Looking at the intensity of the evil aura on Chen Feng's body, it is obvious that many people have been killed, but I don't know why such a peerless evil god is here.
There is no name in the inner domain.
Looking at Chen Feng, Han Qiu frowned and snorted coldly: "No wonder this kid is so arrogant, he turns out to be a demon king, but Water Fairy is not so easy to deal with!"
"What a strong evil spirit. How many people has this kid killed?" A beautiful woman in a blue robe on the stand frowned slightly and couldn't help but murmured.
"Haha, this guy is interesting. If he joins our Tianxuan Palace, he will be a good choice!" Ying Fei sat next to the beautiful woman, looked at Chen Feng in the field with approval, nodded repeatedly, and was satisfied in his heart. He liked it the most
He is a person who is decisive in doing things and has a heart as strong as iron. Since the other party can accumulate such a huge evil spirit, he is obviously the kind of monk he likes.
"Hmph, I'm afraid they may not join your Tianxuan Palace!" Wang Ruoyu replied coldly without even looking at Ying Fei.
"Wang Ruoyu, what do you mean? How dare he, a small casual cultivator, dare to violate the will of our Tianxuan Palace?" Ying Fei said with a flash of anger on his face.
"It's nothing. Our Guanghan Palace has also taken a liking to this boy. Let's see our luck then!" Wang Ruoyu replied lukewarmly. Yingfei's face turned red with anger, then he snorted coldly and turned his head away.
"Haha, you two, you two are just a small casual cultivator, why bother to go to war? I think that, although this guy is extremely cruel, he is not the opponent of Water Fairy Qingqing. When the time comes to Qingqing, this little girl, you two can
You can’t compete with me!”
The person who spoke was none other than Zhong Ling's grandfather, Zhong Baichuan. At this time, he knew Chen Feng's identity, so he laughed strangely twice, and while trying to smooth things over, he targeted the water fairy in the field to interrogate her.
On the ring, Wenqing looked at the thick evil aura on Chen Feng's body with a solemn expression, and was shocked in her heart. How many people must have been killed to cultivate such a powerful evil aura? Judging from the opponent's age, he didn't think he was that old.
How much do you love me? Could it be that the other party has been spending these years killing?
In fact, do they know that when Chen Feng was in Zhongzhou, he killed more than tens of thousands of monks and their souls? It can be said that for so many years, Chen Feng's life has been full of killings at all times. This is why Chen Feng was able to kill more than ten thousand souls in just two years.
The main reason for possessing such powerful evil spirit in less than ten years.
Black evil energy billowed out and permeated the entire arena. Although the arena seemed to be only about a hundred square meters, with the blessing of the Sky Breaking Formation, the venue was expanded more than a hundred times.
The atmosphere in the field was extremely solemn. Wen Qing moved one hand slightly, and the blue long sword in his hand made a low whistle. A trace of water mist gently flowed on the sword, which looked extremely beautiful.
"Han Shui Jue! Start 7e!" After a long while, Wenqing made a secret with one hand and moved the sword slightly with the other. Several clusters of fluorescent crystal water droplets suddenly flew out from near the sword. As soon as the word "Start" came out, the clusters of water droplets turned into
Several huge streams of water shot toward Chen Feng.
Seeing the water rushing towards him, Chen Feng moved his left foot slightly, and his body rose up. The black evil energy on his body was steaming, and countless ghost heads were like demons from the abyss. As Chen Feng dodged and moved, they shot out fiercely.
Hit the water in the air hard.
"Boom...boom..." The explosions continued, and a series of divine radiances exploded above the arena. Wenqing's figure was like electricity, and he kept waving the long sword in his hand. Blue water lights containing powerful aura shuttled through the air.
Wandering is really beautiful.
Chen Feng held a long sword in his hand, looking like a ghost. Between his feet, countless black qi rushed toward Qing like ghosts. Countless black lines seemed like black chains, swallowing up the moist water vapor in the air.
Wandering towards the question of love.
The two sides were going back and forth, killing each other in an indistinguishable manner, asking for love with their eyebrows raised and shouting coquettishly. Chen Feng gritted his teeth, and his moves were heavy and powerful. The people watching outside the field were booed and cheered.
In the center of the stands, Ying Fei watched Chen Feng's performance. The more he watched, the more pleased he became, and the more he liked it. Wang Ruoyu, who was on the side, was secretly worried. She knew that if Chen Feng showed all his cultivation, he would definitely win against Wenqing.
But now that he is hiding his identity, although for the time being it seems that he is on par with Qing Qing, but as time goes by, the winning rate will be less than 10%.
Just when they were worried, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the stands around them, and everyone hurriedly calmed down and looked towards the field.
On the stage, Qing Qing gave a sweet shout, and the blue light around him was strong, and traces of water vapor surged out of his body, turning into a vast ocean in an instant, shattering all the black evil spirits around him, and in the vast ocean, a wave of
The blue liquid danced crazily, and after a moment, it turned into a giant blue palm and slapped Chen Feng fiercely.
Chen Feng frowned and felt bad. Although his killing method was extremely domineering, after all, his cultivation level was too weak, and there was a big gap between him and Qing Qing, who had been practicing for hundreds of years. If this trick could not be broken, I was afraid that he would
It will reveal your true colors.
Thinking of this, an idea flashed in Chen Feng's mind. With a flip of his hand, several yellow talismans rose into the sky. In an instant, fire shot into the sky and thunder bursts. All the talismans shattered in unison and turned into five-color divine radiance, asking questions in the air.
Love rushes away.
"Hmph, the light of fireflies dares to compete with the bright moon. It's so life-threatening!" Wenqing shouted angrily, and his big blue hand rushed towards the fire and thunder that kept flying. Hearing loud noises in the air, all the talismans were flying in the giant sky.
He could not hold on for a moment before his hand was photographed and disappeared into thin air.
Seeing the power of Wen Qing, the audience burst into applause. At the same time, everyone also saw that Chen Feng was just struggling hard, and defeat would be a matter of time.
But just before the applause of the crowd stopped, Chen Feng showed a sneer on his lips, and then a heavy fog rose into the sky, instantly covering the entire arena. Then everyone heard a woman scream in the fog, and everyone
People were stunned on the spot.
When the fog cleared, Chen Feng's clothes were in pieces, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and blood was bleeding from seven holes on his side. He was lying on the ring with his life and death unknown, leaving everyone with only endless confusion...
