Ling Feng pulled the bow string with his right hand, and the two demon cores on Chai Yue merged with Ling Feng's blood, turning into a red arrow and flying out. In the blink of an eye, he crossed the ring and tried to penetrate Han Feng.
's head.
"Where are your combat skills!"
Han Feng looked at Ling Feng and shouted loudly, then avoided the arrow on one side of his body. The long sword in his hand turned pure black under the infusion of Xuan Qi, and there were hundreds of rings on his left hand.
The purple-red sword flew out and attacked Lingfeng from all directions.
Han Feng was indeed extraordinary. While attacking with all his strength, he was able to distract himself and use the Wanming Sword Art to block Ling Feng's retreat.
But Ling Feng immediately moved the book and left the spot in an instant and rushed to the right. At the same time, he kept pulling the string with his right hand, and arrows continued to shoot out.
But Han Feng's speed was really too fast. Before Ling Feng had time to destroy the book, he came diagonally in front of Ling Feng and slashed down with a sword like black lightning.
The speed of this sword was faster than any sword Ling Feng had ever seen! The Heavenly King who was watching the battle was even more alert, always paying attention to the strength of the two men's profound energy.
At the critical moment, Ling Feng put away Chai Yue very decisively, and the power of the peak of the third level of Tongxuan completely exploded. All the profound energy in the Ling Palace rushed to his right hand, and then hit Han Feng with a palm, but Han Feng's hand
The ink-like long sword was very domineering and directly split the hurricane in front of him.
"Wow!"
A storm of profound energy split in two swept past Han Feng on both sides. Occasionally, a few strands of profound energy hit his right face. Several wounds immediately appeared, and bright red blood slowly flowed down.
But Han Feng couldn't care about such a small thing at the moment, because Ling Feng in front of him had taken the opportunity just now to move hundreds of meters away from him. His sword missed and hit the floor, but only left a white mark.
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Han Feng avoided the arrow that hit his head without even looking at it, and shouted to Ling Feng who was holding a bow in the distance with a cold face: "Am I not qualified enough? Then try this trick!"
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Han Feng shouted with a cold face, "Ling Feng has been hiding and not using any combat skills. Who wouldn't be angry if he underestimated him like this?"
After Han Feng finished speaking, he closed his eyes. Ling Feng shot another arrow, but Han Feng opened his eyes suddenly, and his breath suddenly disappeared. Then the arrow pierced Han Feng's head, but it didn't
Blood flowed out, and the Shuras sitting on the chairs were shocked. Han Feng was hiding so deeply.
Afterimage!
Ling Feng was also surprised, and then he saw a figure flashing in front of him, rushing towards him from the left. Ling Feng quickly drew the bow, but it was only half a month old, and the arrows had not had time to condense. Han Feng was silent
He slashed at him with a single stroke of his sword.
"boom!"
Ling Feng immediately moved Shu Step, but still a little slower. Han Feng's long sword cut off his chest, and the sharp edge actually left a long sword on Ling Feng's personal armor.
If it were any slower, Ling Feng's chest would be cut open!
Ling Feng dodged the sword and raised his head, but met Han Feng's face, and then both of them laughed in unison.
There were shouts all around because although Ling Feng avoided this sword, he forgot about Han Feng's Ten Thousand Ming Sword Technique.
"Is such a ferocious offensive just to cover the Wanming Sword Art? Han Feng is hiding deep enough."
"But Han Feng probably doesn't have much profound energy now."
"Ling Feng still lost."
Everyone was talking a lot, and they all thought that Ling Feng was defeated. They watched hundreds of purple-red swords stabbing Ling Feng from the top of his head. In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng was wrapped up in dumplings, carrying the fourth level of Tongxuan.
His astonishing aura can pierce even iron and stone, let alone Ling Feng's flesh and blood body.
Han Feng also smiled, very happily, but then he couldn't laugh anymore. The other Shura also looked at Ling Feng in astonishment, only the long bow in Ling Feng's hand disappeared, replaced by a red
Big sword!
"Tianxuan Slash!"
Ling Feng held the red light in both hands and slashed out with the sword. Countless profound energy surged out from the Ling Palace, instantly bursting out with the power of the fourth level of Tongxuan. The extremely violent sword energy shot out from Ling Feng's body like a tornado.
He stood up and knocked away the hundreds of long swords stabbing around him, falling to the ground with a clatter.
After using the move, Ling Feng smiled and pushed the red light in front of him, seemingly friendly, but the profound energy around him fluctuated like a storm, causing Ling Feng's head to turn red.
"Domineering!"
Even the king above him clicked his tongue and exclaimed, as if something happened, and after making eye contact with the king next to him, he nodded at the same time.
The smile on Palm Star Shura's lips became even more obvious, and he said softly: "In their family, even handsomeness has been passed down."
The kings around him burst out laughing after hearing this. They didn't expect Palm Star to be so humorous.
Unlike the kings who were so relaxed, Han Feng looked at the sword in Ling Feng's hand under the ring, and his forehead even had blue veins bulging from holding it in. This bastard Ling Feng is not a bow player! No wonder he didn't use a single battle from beginning to end.
Skills!
If he had known earlier, he would not have spent so much profound energy to get close to Ling Feng. Now that he has consumed most of his profound energy, and he pays attention to speed, how can he fight with Ling Feng, a guy who is a master of swordsmanship at first sight?
Angry Han Feng yelled: "You are plotting against me!"
"Pfft."
Someone couldn't hold back his laughter, which made Han Feng even more angry. Ling Feng smiled slightly: "Both each other."
From the beginning, he never thought about actually defeating Han Feng with a bow. Instead, he thought about Wei Ming telling him that Han Feng "runs very fast" and his ranking on the Divine Shadow Ranking. He knew that Han Feng should be the main practitioner.
degree.
Then it would be better to take out the bow first and force Han Feng to get close to him. Now it seems that the effect is indeed very good.
Han Feng stared at Ling Feng, who was at the peak of his momentum, and after about ten seconds, he put away his
sword, he had no chance.
Pin Xuanqi could never win in his current state. He wanted to attack Ling Feng but could only get close. However, looking at the bloody sword under Ling Feng, Han Feng was smart enough not to fight again. He sighed heavily.
"You win. After this fight, I will wait for you at the 'gate' outside the city."
Han Feng looked at Ling Feng and said, then turned and left the ring, but the direction was Ling Feng's position. This time he really lost his troops and lost his generals.
Because there is a price to challenge the inferior in the ranking of the superior. If you win, the position will remain unchanged. If you lose, the position will be exchanged.
After this battle, his ranking dropped from 132 to 158, which resulted in the loss of dozens of contribution points.
Ling Feng also put away the red light and mysterious energy, and touched the sword marks on the armor from the chest to the abdomen. There was a strange flash of light in his eyes. Han Feng's speed was really too fast. This was his first time.
Falling behind among peers.
But don't forget, even if Han Feng's true strength ranks among a hundred, there are still dozens of stronger disciples, not to mention those nine, Zi Shura.
Ling Feng glanced at the nine Shuras in purple robes who were also looking at him, then turned and left the ring.
"This junior brother is very special."
Feng Ke'er, the only female among the Purple Shura, looked at Ling Feng's back and said, she had long, supple hair and a light smile on her pretty face.
Ding Ning next to her heard this and glanced at Feng Ke'er, and instinctively said what was in her heart: "Looking at Ling Feng, there should be no shortage of women, so don't think about it."
Feng Keer's face immediately sank, she looked at Ding Ning with evil intentions and said, "Do you still want to fight?" A black flame lit up on her right hand, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the ground There was even a layer of white frost forming on it.
"Ahem, pretend I didn't say that."
Ding Ning shuddered and said, maybe he was confused and provoked this woman. He would not do this normally. Could it be that Ling Feng put him under pressure? He frowned.
Feng Ke'er didn't pursue it any further. There was a light of unknown meaning in her beautiful eyes. She was also very concerned about Ling Feng. If she was caught up a little slower, she might not be able to get the qualification to form a sect next year.
Because of Ling Feng's strength, many senior brothers felt complicated for a while, but the culprit was completely unaware of it and was watching the fierce battle on the ring with great interest.
The progress of the challenge becomes very fast after late at night, because there are so many people who cannot afford the challenge and hide their strength to prepare for the next time.
This is especially true when it comes to the top 30, no one is willing to take action, they are all afraid of the candidate in their heart and worried that they are not strong enough.
It wasn't until he was ranked eleventh that a name appeared that impressed Ling Feng deeply. Juechen, the master who topped the list of divine shadows!