Immediately afterwards, Feng Maoliang didn't hesitate at all. He used his full strength to attack Xuan Pang.
Looking at his posture, it was obvious that he was worried that Xuan Pang would admit defeat early, so he wanted to fight quickly.
"Originally, I wanted to show some mercy to you, but if that's the case, don't blame me!" Xuan Pang narrowed his eyes, opened his stance and rushed forward.
Naturally, he would not show any mercy when facing a powerful person, and he would not hold anything back when he struck. The violent wind roared out, making a harsh sound.
The next moment, there were fierce crashes on the ring, and strong air waves raged out.
"I won't play with you anymore, let's end it!" Feng Maoliang shouted after the two fought for several rounds.
As soon as he finished speaking, he activated his War Emperor power, and an ancient phantom sword floated above his head.
"Oh! Didn't I see that you have already condensed your own imperial power? Not bad!" Xuan Pang's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Lie down!" Feng Maoliang ignored Xuan Pang, and suddenly pushed forward with both hands, and the phantom ancient sword stabbed towards Xuan Pang at high speed with the force of thunder.
"What a shameless statement! Do you think you can defeat me by condensing your imperial power?" After Xuan Pang finished speaking in a deep voice, without any further hesitation, he used the Xuan Yao Palm Technique.
boom!
After a loud noise was heard, Feng Maoliang's phantom ancient sword exploded and disappeared invisible.
puff!
At the same time, Feng Maoliang spat out a large mouthful of blood and flew backwards, hitting the ground heavily and doing somersaults five or six times before he stopped.
"You can actually touch me..." Feng Maoliang struggled to get up from the ground and spoke.
However, mid-sentence, he stopped abruptly, and a strong aura of crisis enveloped him.
"I admit..." The next moment, the dead souls shouted out.
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, Xuan Pang's palm hit his lower abdomen hard, and his Dantian instantly shattered into pieces, and at the same time, the whole person flew out again.
"..."
After it fell to the ground, he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word. He rolled his eyes and passed out.
"Maoliang!" came the shouts from the audience.
At this point, several of the most promising geniuses hidden in the Feng clan have all been lost to Ling Hao and his brothers.
At the same time, the duel on Arena No. 1 also came to an end.
The opponent, a man from the ancient martial arts world, had no chance of resisting Cang Lang's urging of Lengyue's sword technique, and one of his arms was cut off by Cang Lang.
Later, the genius of the Lian clan was slightly better than the other woman from the ancient martial arts world and won the match.
In the next round, Cang Lang's opponent was the genius of the Lian family, but the opponent gave up without even entering the ring.
I don't know if he is really afraid of Canglang, or if someone from the Lian family has told him not to duel with the people around Ling Hao.
At around ten o'clock in the morning, six people who were in the initial stage of the War Emperor completed the challenge.
Next, is the level of War Emperor Xiaocheng.
There are five people in total, Qinglong, Shangguan Mingtian and Dao Yunfei occupy three places, and the rest are two men and women from the ancient martial arts world.
After the five people drew lots, Shangguan Mingtian received a bye, while Qinglong and Dao Yunfei walked onto the first and second stages respectively.
Qinglong's opponent is a twenty-seven or eight-year-old woman in white, with an ancient sword on her waist, exquisite facial features, graceful figure, noble temperament, and haughty expression.
Although her overall appearance is slightly inferior to Xuan Chenxi, she can definitely be called a great beauty, one level higher than the previous Mu Wanling.
