Immediately, Luo Yuan drew his sword out of its sheath and stabbed Qiu Zetao quickly. As long as the sword tip lightly touched Qiu Zetao's neck, the elder referee would judge him as the winner.
At this time, Qiu Zetao's expression was indifferent, his sea of consciousness soul power sharply condensed, and a terrifying and extremely condensed Canglang Sword Intention instantly cut into the Ice Dragon Whip.
The already weak Ice Dragon Soul was almost wiped out of consciousness. It let out a shrill dragon roar, and the Ice Dragon Whip that tightly bound Qiu Zetao suddenly loosened and fled away quickly.
At this time, Luo Yuan's sword edge came quickly, only three inches away from Qiu Zetao.
At this time, the majestic Qi in Qiu Zetao's body suddenly broke out, and a surging white Qi hit Luo Yuan like a stormy wave crashing on the shore.
Luo Yuan hurriedly gathered the cold soul energy in the acupoints in front of his body to protect his body, but it was like being bombarded by a huge wave of tens of thousands of tons. The body's protective energy was shattered in an instant. He and his sword quickly vomited blood and flew backwards, falling to the ring.
Under the arena, the disciples from all peaks looked shocked, and there was silence.
Another move knocked him down from the ring, and it was so simple and crude. Even the masters of the peaks were surprised by Qiu Zetao's profound cultivation.
Ling Feng also looked shocked. The strength of this true energy may have reached the eight-star level. But this is definitely not something that can be achieved by the fourth-level qi-refining technique.
At this time, Duan Peng said: "Senior Brother Qiu has also studied Mingcang Peak's true secret "Canghai Infinite Jue". If it were not for the purpose of condensing the best martial arts soul, he would have advanced to the realm of martial arts!"
Ling Feng looked astonished and asked, "Can I have both the unique skills of the Seven Peaks of Canglang?"
Duan Peng nodded and said: "Yes, as long as you have made great contributions to the sect and have 500,000 contribution points, you can exchange for one more true secret and a second true secret!"
Ling Feng suddenly fell silent. One hundred thousand contribution points were still far away. Five hundred thousand contribution points were enough. He had already advanced to the martial arts sect. It seemed that he didn't have to count on it anymore!
At this time, the referee read: "The third game, Taicang Peak Shen You versus Yuancang Peak Lin Feng!"
Ling Feng checked the attribute table and found that the proficiency of the soul chain had increased by 19620 points, and the one-horned evil ghost in the sea of consciousness had also weakened by nearly half. He jumped up and landed on the ring, opposite him.
Standing there was a young man in white clothes with a handsome face and a calm demeanor. It was Shen You. He cupped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Shen, please!"
Shen You stared at Ling Feng with a complicated expression. At first, he wanted to recruit Ling Feng to start. But because Ling Feng was only a junior water spirit body at that time, even the inner disciples were not satisfied at most, so he gave up. Unexpectedly, Ling Feng actually entered.
Joining the Canglang Sword Sect, perhaps this is the fate of cause and effect. He smiled slightly and said: "Junior brother Lin, please!"
Ling Feng drew his sword out of its sheath, but the power of the essence in his body was mainly concentrated in his legs, and then he instantly performed the Phantom Shadow Body Light Kung Fu. His speed entered the magical level, and he flew towards Shen You, like a fleeting light, arriving in an instant!
Shen You's soul power enveloped his whole body, and he sensed Ling Feng's aura and instantly turned around and swung his sword.
The sword edge passed quickly, and Ling Feng turned into an afterimage and disappeared. His body flashed and appeared beside Shen You.
Shen You swung his sword again, but it still only cut through an afterimage. At this time, Ling Feng appeared beside him again, and at the same time, nine Ling Feng's true energy phantoms appeared, exactly the same, and all of them had Ling Feng.
Feng's aura. His soul power could not see through it instantly, and he suddenly became confused.
When he opened his eyes again, a cold sword was placed on his neck.
Shen You sighed quietly, returned the sword to its sheath, and said, "Junior Brother Lin, you win!"
Ling Feng clasped his fists and said calmly: "Senior Brother Shen, I accept my concession!"
Immediately, the two jumped off the stage.
At this time, facing the north of the arena, Master Tai Cang glanced at Ling Feng and said calmly: "Junior Brother Yuan, Senior Nephew Lin is really talented, and his movement skills are no less than those of ordinary martial arts masters!"
Master Yuancang said with a smile: "The master is too complimentary!"
When Ling Feng returned to the Yuancang Peak disciple gathering place, Duan Peng, Zhou Zhijie and others were happy for Ling Feng.
Ye Xiuyun smiled and said: "Junior brother, you have entered the semi-finals now. The competition is over, so you must remember to give out benefits!"
Ling Feng smiled and said: "When I win the top three in the competition, everyone will naturally have it!"
Immediately, the second competition began.
Xuantiandu faced off against Yunyi.
The two of them greeted each other, and Yun Yuyi instantly drew his sword. The blade of the sword bloomed with a white light, and he swung the sword to slash.
Xuan Tiandu looked indifferent, and with a little finger, a fierce and terrifying sword intent struck Yun Yuyi between his eyebrows.
Yun Yuyi's expression suddenly changed drastically, because she found that the scene in front of her changed, the arena disappeared, the disciples of the peaks, and the peak masters all disappeared, and she seemed to be the only one left in the world. And a three-foot long crystal sword was pointing towards She shot at him quickly, and she wanted to dodge, but found that no matter how she tried to dodge, she was still spinning in place. She seemed to be in a solidified scroll, and could only watch helplessly as the crystal sword penetrated her!
In the real world, everyone discovered that Yun Yuyi seemed to be possessed by a demon, her figure suddenly stopped, her expression was horrified, as if some unparalleled terror was about to come, but she was unable to move at all.
Ling Feng's expression changed slightly. Under his soul insight, in fact, although Xuantiandu's soul cultivation level has reached the eight-star level, Yunyu Yi's soul cultivation level is also at the seven-star level. It is almost impossible to completely suppress it instantly. .However, Xuantiandu used a secret technique similar to the magical magic of heaven and combined with the illusion of swords to make Yunyu Yi himself unable to move, thus trapping Yunyi's soul without any effort. This ingenious use of soul power , has reached the point of perfection, Ling Feng is ashamed of himself.
Xuan Tiandu looked indifferent as he slowly approached Yun Yuyi and gently touched her forehead.
Yunyi suddenly woke up, her forehead was covered with cold sweat. When she realized that everything just now was just an illusion, she finally let out a sigh of relief, but she was still afraid. If it had been a real battle, she would have been completely wiped out! Immediately, she faintly He sighed and said: "Senior Brother Xuan, you win!"
"Concession!"
Xuan Tiandu said with an indifferent expression, as if he had just done something trivial.
After four games are completed, the next step is the eight-person competition in the losing group, and then the semi-finals.
Ling Feng seizes the time to refine the soul power of the one-horned evil spirit. When the top four compete, he must return the one-horned evil spirit and use it at full strength to deal with the two powerful competitors, Xuan Tiandu and Qiu Zetao.
The eight people in the losing group decided the winner in just half an hour.
The last four people to advance were Xu Haifeng, Lin Yuhu, Duan Mulin, and Ding Lingxuan. In fact, in terms of cultivation, Meng Ruohan, Wen Dingbang, and Han Lang may be inferior to these four people, but Zhou Zhijie is absolutely not bad at all. Unfortunately, he is not Without a low-grade magic weapon, he faced Duanmulin's soul attack and the assistance of his sword, and finally lost.