Lu Meng was meditating in the martial arts arena, and his skills were restored to normal.
It took him half an hour to adjust his condition to its peak.
However, he did not rush out of the cultivation state and chose to pursue the victory and refine the fourth-level spiritual sword he had just obtained.
The spiritual sword he is currently using is the third level. Using the fourth level spiritual sword will allow him to exert more powerful combat power.
Feng Chengan was not in a hurry. Anyway, there was still more than an hour of auspicious time, which was enough for him to deal with Lu Meng.
In the territory ruled by the Blood Moon Sect, no one of his peers can enter his discernment.
He has absolute confidence in his own strength.
In his view, defeating Lu Meng is inevitable.
The only uncertainty is the length of time it takes to defeat Lu Meng.
He was so confident that he never noticed a pair of eyes as cold as poisonous snakes staring at him from below the competition ring.
Gu Feng has been waiting for the time when Feng Chengan leaves the two Taixu Realm old men and captures Feng Chengan alive.
As long as Feng Chengan leaves the two Taixu Realm old men, he is sure to capture Feng Chengan alive.
"Just wait, when I rescue Qing'er, your life will be worse than death!"
Gu Feng had a murderous intention in his heart and wished he could kill Feng Chengan now.
Before he came to the Blood Moon Sect, he was full of murderous intent towards Feng Chengan.
After learning about what Feng Chengan did to Qing'er, who was worse than a beast, his murderous intent intensified crazily.
"Okay, come on."
After Gu Feng waited patiently, Lu Meng finally ended his training.
Lu Meng's condition was adjusted to the best, and the fourth-level spiritual sword was successfully refined.
"good."
Feng Chengan's hands had been itching for a long time, so he jumped onto the competition ring and looked down at the crowd watching the battle with a proud smile on his face.
It was as if he had already won the game.
"I'm taking action!"
Feng Chengan's condescending attitude made Lu Meng very unhappy. He pretended to remind him politely and drew his sword to kill Feng Chengan.
Bang bang!
When Lu Meng was killing Feng Chengan, the unhappiness in his chest turned into a powerful 100-meter sword light, which struck Feng Chengan's body.
"Little tricks."
Feng Chengan laughed sarcastically, which made Lu Meng's face turn red and his evil spirit became even stronger.
Bang~
I saw Feng Chengan lift up the purple spiritual sword and strike out at will, easily shattering the hundred-meter sword light struck by Lu Meng, exploding in mid-air, sparkling and very charming.
However, these gorgeous and charming lustres were reflected in Lu Meng's eyes, giving him a suffocating feeling.
Lu Meng panicked, smelling the threat of death, and quickly swung his sword continuously, creating dazzling sword lights, trying to stop Feng Chengan's sword energy.
Bang bang...
The sword struck by Feng Chengan was so powerful that it easily broke through many of Lu Meng's swords, causing Lu Meng to vomit blood and staggered back to the edge of the competition ring before stopping his retreat.
"Ahem~"
After Lu Meng stood firm, he couldn't help coughing again, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, and his face turned pale.
Feng Chengan used only one move to seriously injure him.
This situation made many people take a breath of cold air.
They had expected that Lu Meng would not be Feng Chengan's opponent.
However, most people felt that even if Feng Chengan could defeat Lu Meng, he would have to waste some energy. After all, Lu Meng showed great strength in the competition.
“It turns out that Feng Chengan is so powerful, it’s better to see it than to hear it a hundred times!”
"He is indeed a genius that the Blood Moon Sect has never seen in a century. He is so strong!"
Hearing the exclamations from the spectators, the smile on Feng Chengan's face became brighter and brighter.
These were exactly the scenes he wanted to see.
"Your strength is pretty good, but it's just not as good as mine."
Feng Chengan pretended to be profound and shook his head before saying this.
His tone was not like peers communicating, but like an elder commenting on a younger one.
Lu Meng is also a arrogant genius, how can he bear such anger?
"I haven't lost yet, come again!"
Lu Meng spat out a mouthful of blood, dragged his long knife like a mad beast, and killed Feng Chengan again.
boom!
He used his strongest sword technique to try to restore his dignity!
"You really overestimate your capabilities."
Feng Chengan shook his head, smiled, and walked forward with a disdainful smile.
Bang~
This time he slashed with more fierce sword energy, forcibly tearing apart the domineering sword light condensed by Kailu Meng's sword technique.
The sharp sword energy did not diminish, and struck Lu Meng's body hard, causing blood to surge from Lu Meng's body. His whole body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, and fell under the competition ring.
He was completely defeated.
"You can just admit defeat, why bother?"
Feng Chengan said in a playful tone, which made the people of Ziyang Sect grit their teeth. They were not fools. It was obvious that Feng Chengan was humiliating Lu Meng.
However, after all, Ziyang Sect was a weak sect that relied on Blood Moon Sect. It dared not speak out in anger, so it could only send someone to carry the unconscious Lu Meng and left the competition square in dejection.
"Feng Chengan was not good at learning and accidentally injured the genius of Ziyang Sect. It is really a pity."
The leader of the Blood Moon Sect stood up to smooth things over, but there was no hint of guilt on his cheerful face.
"Senior Feng is joking. Feng Chengan is young and promising, and his strength is superior to that of all his peers. If he hadn't intentionally stopped, Lu Meng's injury would probably have been more serious."
The leader of the Ziyang Sect suppressed the emotions in his heart and agreed with a forced smile.
He made a special trip to attend Feng Chengan's wedding this time because he wanted to ask for something from the Blood Moon Sect Master. No matter how displeased he felt in his heart, he did not dare to show it at all.
"Okay, okay, now that the game is over, let's go. The wedding is about to start."
The leader of the Blood Moon Sect smiled and said that Feng Chengan was so popular in front of the powerful people in the Ghost Valley that he might have the opportunity to be taken to the Ghost Valley to practice. He was very satisfied with the result.
"A bunch of losers want to defeat me in the martial arts arena and become famous. It's really ridiculous."
Feng Chengan, who was standing in the martial arts arena, glanced at the people of the Ziyang Sect and deliberately sent a message to disgust them, making the people of the Ziyang Sect shocked and angry.
They didn't expect Feng Chengan's eyes to be so poisonous and able to read their inner thoughts.
They were so angry that they also hated Feng Chengan.
"hehe."
Feng Chengan read the anger in the eyes of the Ziyang Sect people, sneered, turned around and walked off the ring.
He deliberately wanted to provoke the people of the Ziyang Sect and teach these people who wanted to use him to gain the limelight a lesson.
The leader of the Blood Moon Sect and the two Taixu Realm experts stood up and left the viewing seats, heading towards the Gathering of Spirits Hall where the wedding was held.
Feng Chengan stepped forward and prepared to follow. In his excited state, his psychological defense was reduced to the lowest level.
"It's now!"
boom!
Suddenly, a figure shot out from under the competition ring, like a holy arrow shot by a god, tearing open the layers of void and shooting towards Feng Chengan.
The pores all over Feng Chengan's body suddenly exploded, and an extremely strong aura of death swept through his body!