The huge Zhao Xiu raised his feet and ran towards Zhao Changming. He stepped on the floor tiles and made the whole arena tremble. Even though his body was more than four meters tall, his speed was not slow at all. Even the eyes of fast people could not stop it.
If you can't keep up, you can only feel the vibration under your butt.
When Zhao Xiu was only five or six meters away from Zhao Changming, he suddenly bent down and blasted towards Zhao Changming. The white mysterious energy was driven by the powerful force to form a vortex on his fist, making a huge whistling sound.
"Wow!"
The wind and waves hit Zhao Changming's face, and he didn't even blink. The cloth belt used to tie his head could not withstand such a strong wind and flew to an unknown place. A black head fluttered behind his head, and the clothes he was wearing
The clothes also pattered.
Seeing that Zhao Xiu's big fist was about to bury him, a sword light appeared in everyone's eyes in an instant. The sword was not unsheathed, but the sword intention was activated first.
"Keng!"
Then Zhao Changming fiercely pulled out Zang Ying from the scabbard with his right hand. A sword light covered the sky with the sword intent. Countless people's eyes stung and they instinctively closed their eyes. Only a few people watched intently.
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This shocking sword move penetrated the entire Zhao Xiu, from bottom to top, from the belly to the divine gate. The sword light even bloomed from the back of Zhao Xiu's head. For three seconds, the sword light disappeared, but even if everyone closed their eyes,
The flash of shock just now will still appear and be engraved in my heart.
"..."
Zhao Xiu still maintained her previous movements, her expression frozen on her face, and a red blood line suddenly appeared.
Zhao Changming, who made him like this, lowered his head and wiped the still shining sword with a white cloth. After wiping it, red blood stains appeared on the white cloth. Then he gently retracted the scabbard, and with a click, Zhao Changming also put it on his back.
Passed by.
Then Zhao Xiu's huge body slowly separated and smashed to both sides, raising dust in the sky and shaking the entire arena. When the sight became clear again, countless people looked at the extremely bloody scene on the arena in shock. Some girls were even frightened.
Cried and vomited.
Perhaps because he was afraid of dirtying his eyes, Zhao Changming jumped onto the ring without any pause, then put the sword on his legs, closed his eyes, and then his chest began to rise and fall evenly and rhythmically. It was obvious that the scene just now
The sword is definitely not a casual sword.
Referee Miao He below the ring glanced meaningfully at Zhao Changming, then glanced at the two halves of Zhao Xiu's body that had shrunk rapidly but left a large pool of blood, and shook his head regretfully.
Not just him, almost everyone felt it was a pity, not because of Zhao Xiu, but because of the battles, teleportation, clones, and why Zhao Xiu could withstand such a huge amount of profound energy.
But now it was all in vain. He died in the hands of Zhao Changming. No one dared to blame him. Even if he had any complaints, he buried them in his heart and did not show them at all. But what followed closely was the fear of Zhao Changming.
The sword just now was too fast and too powerful, and Zhao Changming is still at the seventh level of Naxuan and has such ability. If he becomes Tongxuan, King of Earth, King of Heaven, Soul, and Emperor of God in the future! That sword will not be able to split.
The whole world was filled with confusion. Everyone who thought of this took a breath of air and cast a fearful look at Zhao Changming.
Before everyone could recover from the tension just now, a person made them worry again. The red boy who had been sitting on the chair finally stood up, and then walked towards the ring in front of everyone's attention, expressing his domineering attitude.
The gesture landed on the floor tiles.
"boom!"
The floor tiles under Ling Feng's feet were overwhelmed and instantly collapsed. Although there was not much expression on his face, the fighting spirit coming from his body could be felt by everyone, leaving them speechless. Is this the dark horse? This is the dark horse!
Facing such a powerful Zhao Changming, Ling Feng's fighting spirit not only did not diminish, but became stronger, as if he was eager to fight with the latter. I don't know why, even though they have seen how powerful Zhao Changming is, they still feel that
, this will be a close battle!
In particular, Ling Feng's bloody face and evil handsome face added a solemn atmosphere, as if he was about to go to the battlefield.
"A dark horse? Why do I think he can win?"
"Me, me too, so weird."
Countless people who had never seen Ling Feng take action murmured, but the faces of those Miao people were filled with excitement. Who is Ling Feng?
The genius who overwhelms everyone.
He defeated thirty Naxuan alone, walked down the impossible ladder with blood, and even had a head-to-head confrontation with Zhao Changming at the city gate and gained the upper hand. His achievements again and again demonstrated the power of Lingfeng.
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"He is worthy of being noticed by my father. I want to recognize him as my eldest brother."
Ling Huang, the second prince of Tianyu Kingdom, even expressed his true feelings. A dignified prince would definitely not be allowed to recognize someone as his eldest brother, but the King of Earth standing next to him didn't even say anything at this moment.
And Miao Yanli looked at the beautiful Ling Feng in the audience. She should have been excited and happy, but instead she felt deep sadness, her heart ached, and her big obsidian eyes were covered with tears.
He couldn't bear to let it fall, and held the corners of the skirt tightly with both hands.
Miao Ning looked at his daughter's appearance, then looked at Ling Feng in the audience, smiling for the first time, thinking to himself: "Marrying her would be a good choice.
Of course Zhao Changming, who was resting, noticed it. He opened his eyes and his eyes fell on Ling Feng across a distance of a hundred meters. The two looked at each other. Zhao Changming felt his blood boiling when he saw Ling Feng's condition. This was unprecedented.
There have been.
"Wait for me for an hour."
Zhao Changming opened his mouth and said something very shocking. No, it would have been shocking before, but now not many people are too shocked, just because the opponent in this round is that Ling Feng!
Ling Feng clicked his chin, and then stood alone under the ring. If it were anyone else, he would definitely feel awkward and unnatural, but Ling Feng was extremely determined, and his pupils remained red at all times, the deepest point
The golden light became even more pure.
At this time, everyone's attention was attracted by Ling Feng. Only a few people noticed that there was an extra person on the golden dust clock that was always emitting golden light.
I saw her long golden hair reaching to her waist, looking down at the ring with a smile on her beautiful face, wearing a delicate but not messy white skirt, sitting on the clock and dangling her big white legs without shoes.
Miao Ning and the Imperial Master looked at each other, with curiosity and doubt in their eyes, but did not say anything. The one who can fly up there is undoubtedly the Heavenly King, and it will not be the Yinlong Sect. Because he is still a female Heavenly King at such a young age, Xu Shilu
Came here to take a look.
An hour passes very quickly when you focus on something. Zhao Changming's aura gradually became stronger. When it reached its peak, he suddenly opened his eyes. Two rays of light shot out and pierced the floor in front of him.
Xiao Dong, then jumped off the ring with an expectant smile on his face, looked at Ling Feng and said: "Long wait!"
As the two stood on the ring together, the atmosphere began to become heavier. Zhao Changming's momentum was sharp and unstoppable, making people fearful, while Ling Feng was extremely domineering, trying to directly overwhelm the opponent.
Miao He looked at the two geniuses, feeling a little embarrassed for the first time, and then shouted loudly: "The last round of championship battle, Na Xuan seventh level Zhao Changming vs. Na Xuan seventh level Ling Maple! Start now!"
The moment Miao He finished speaking, many people were excited. They never thought that Ling Feng, who looked so young, was actually at the seventh level of Naxuan. No wonder he could become a dark horse, and he was worthy of fighting Zhao Changming!
Not only them, Zhao Changming and Zhao Changming were also very excited. Their previous battles could not be called battles, they were just one-sided crushing.
This battle is even more precious to Ling Feng. Because he has walked all the way from Qingxuan City, and none of the peers he has met can look past him, and he is the young master of the Holy Family. It is nothing to bully ordinary people with the Emperor's Art.
So proud.
If you really want to fight, you have to fight with people like you and win. That is what makes you happy, just like Zhao Changming, a disciple from a dominant sect in the Central Region!
The momentum of both of them gradually reached its peak, and then suddenly froze. Na Xuan's seventh-level profound energy exploded instantly, and Zhao Changming and Ling Feng turned into white and red afterimages and rushed toward each other.
"Ling Feng, show your sword!"
Zhao Changming shouted, and the corner of Ling Feng's mouth raised, and then his right hand passed over his waist. In an instant, red light appeared in his hand, as pure as a long sword made of blood, exuding an extremely thick aura.
Zhao Changming's eyes lit up when he saw this, and then he laughed, and the next second the two swords suddenly collided together.
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