The handsome young man got up, with a purple face. He was also a young genius, but he stepped into Xiantian at the age of twenty and entered the inner sect. After seven years of hard training, he felt that there was no problem in entering the top sixty-four, but he did not expect to lose in the first game.
, and he was defeated in just two moves!
Most of the disciples who were watching looked surprised, because many of them knew him. His name was Liu Qingyan. He was a genius disciple of Lingcang Peak. His cultivation was already at the peak of the middle stage of Xiantian. He had extraordinary swordsmanship and was holding a second-grade magic weapon.
He was defeated in just two moves. Obviously, this yellow-faced young man's martial arts skills are not simple, and his heart is full of vigilance!
Ling Feng also put away his contempt. Although the yellow-faced young man's cultivation was almost transparent under his soul insight, he was just an experienced orifice refining cultivation.
But there are such masters in the first game, which shows that the Canglang Sword Sect is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and needs to be careful.
At this time, an old man in white robes held up a sign and said: "Xuan Cang Peak Zhu Haosheng!"
He is the elder responsible for judging.
Immediately, the next session begins.
Because it is the primary election, there are disciples who are just getting started in the early stage of Xiantian, and there are also disciples who have completed the Xiantian level. The gap in combat power is often huge, so the combat efficiency is extremely fast.
Soon, it was Ling Feng's turn to play.
On the ring, Ling Feng stared at his opponent, a middle-aged man wearing the standard white clothes of a Canglang disciple, with a short beard and a serious expression. The aura of this man was extremely cold, like a piece of ice that would never melt. And
His skills are extremely powerful, more than twice as powerful as those of ordinary innate masters. It is comparable to Zhou Zhijie's powerful true energy cultivation plus majestic energy and blood. It is obviously the level of a true disciple!
"Disciple of Hancang Peak!"
Ling Feng instantly identified this person's identity based on the attributes of his energy. He originally wanted to say hello, but he remembered Master Han Cang's actions against him in the main hall, and immediately pulled out the Han Jiao Sword!
At this time, the middle-aged man also pulled out a sharp sword and said: "Junior Brother Lin, please!"
Ling Feng looked slightly stunned and said, "Senior brother, do you know me?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Master reminds us of Junior Brother Lin's outstanding performance in this demon slaying mission every day, and the news has spread all over Hancang Peak. It is really a blessing to be able to fight Junior Brother Lin in advance today.
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Ling Feng cupped his fists and said, "You haven't asked your senior brother for his name yet?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Duanmulin!"
At this time, the elder referee said: "The competition begins!"
Immediately, the two people moved at the same time!
The cold dragon sword in Ling Feng's hand instantly bloomed with bright sword light, and he slashed out quickly!
The long sword in Duanmulin's hand was not slow at all, blocking the Han Jiao Sword!
With a clang, the white sword swayed, and the two of them quickly retreated at the same time.
The first sword was evenly matched!
Seven or eight Hancang Peak disciples all looked surprised, and one of them said with emotion: "It seems that Lin Feng is not in vain. This time, the second senior brother has met an evenly matched opponent!"
Someone else said: "Sixth Brother, just talk nonsense. How old is Lin Feng? He is just relying on magical weapons and physical brute force. In terms of cultivation, he is far inferior to the second senior brother. Just wait and see!"
At this time, a female voice sounded: "Junior brother, come on! If you lose, you will be punished by cleaning the toilets for a month!"
But it was Ye Xiuyun who came here. She had just finished the competition and came in a hurry.
At this time, on the ring, two figures were staggering back and forth, their swords were constantly clashing, and the fight was very fierce.
Every time they fight, Ling Feng can feel an extremely cold air invading his body. This is the true technique of Han Cang's lineage "Canglang Hanso Jue". The true energy attribute is extremely cold and can freeze the opponent's body.
Qi and blood, slowing down the opponent's attack speed. Fortunately, Ling Feng's dragon-elephant golden body is extremely powerful, and the power of Qi, blood and essence is so strong that the cold air that invades the body is instantly melted by the hot power of Qi and blood.
The two of them have similar cultivation levels, and both have reached the level of proficiency or perfection in swordsmanship. It is difficult to win by relying on swordsmanship.
At this time, you can either rely on your ultimate body skills to avoid the enemy's sword moves and intercept them, and kill with one strike! As the so-called martial arts in the world can only be fast, the difference in speed is to a certain extent, even a child can kill an adult.
Either rely on incomparable strength (or cultivation) to directly break the enemy's defense, or even cut off the enemy's weapons, defeat ten enemies with one force, and win the victory.
As Ye Xiuyun's voice sounded, the power of Qi, blood, and essence in Ling Feng's body quickly condensed into his right arm, and the strength of his muscles and bones surged. The white brilliance of the long sword in his hand also restrained for an instant, and he swung the sword again.
The long swords clashed with each other, and with a clang, a huge force pushed Duanmulin back several steps.
Ling Feng glanced at Ye Xiuyun in the audience, then looked at Duan Mulin, and said with a smile: "Brother, you heard me, in order not to clean the toilet, I have to win!"
Duanmulin smiled and said nothing.
Immediately, his body suddenly flashed, and he appeared in front of Duanmulin like lightning and flint, and he slashed with his sword.
"So fast!"
A thought flashed through Duanmulin's mind, but his sword movement was not slow at all, and the long sword in his hand slashed sharply!
However, Ling Feng's figure strangely turned into an afterimage and disappeared, appearing behind him in a flash!
Duanmulin sensed Ling Feng behind him with his mental strength, turned around and swung his sword quickly.
However, Ling Feng's figure still turned into an afterimage and disappeared. He appeared beside Duanmulin in a flash and slashed out with a sword!
Duanmulin didn't expect Ling Feng to be so fast. He was caught off guard and could not parry with the long sword in time. The situation was extremely dangerous and he was likely to be cut in half! However, he looked calm and had accumulated blood in dozens of acupoints on his left arm.
The ice-cold energy suddenly condensed, instantly forming a thick layer of black ice on his arm, and he quickly waved his arm to block the approaching Cold Dragon Sword.
At the last moment, Ling Feng's sword force changed from a straight cut to a slap with the sword! The level of the divine weapon is extremely high. Even if Xuan Bing blocks it, it may not cut off the arm, but it may also cause serious injuries that are difficult to repair. After all, it is not a matter of life and death.
Bo, of course he can't be cruel!
With a bang, the thick black ice, which was as hard as black iron, instantly shattered, but the shattering of the ice also withstood the huge force of the sword's edge, so his left arm was not seriously injured. His right hand did not lag at all.
The long sword in his hand slashed Ling Feng, and he was about to cut Ling Feng in half!
Ye Xiuyun couldn't help shouting: "Be careful!"
However, Ling Feng's figure flashed away like a fleeting shadow at the moment when the sword edge approached.
Duanmulin's sword missed, his expression suddenly changed, his body suddenly turned behind him, and he slashed with his sword!
At this moment, a sword intention invaded his sea of consciousness and instantly swept him into the illusion of sword intention. In the turbulent Milky Way, the boundless waves turned into endless sword energy and came towards him.
Duanmulin's soul power condensed, and the true meaning of ice condensed into endless cold, freezing everything. The ice spread rapidly, freezing the entire Milky Way. Immediately, the illusion of the sword was shattered like a mirror! He returned to consciousness, only to find Ling Feng standing beside him
By his side, a long sword was already placed on his neck.