At this moment, Ling Feng suddenly heard an exclamation in his ears. He swallowed the blood in his mouth and saw Wang Cheng in the air through the smoke and dust in front of him.
I saw Wang Cheng, who was at the ninth level of Naxuan, rolling up thirty or forty feet of profound energy. The profound energy quickly condensed and rolled around his hands. The iron rod that was originally only seven feet long suddenly turned into a big pillar.
When the pillar fell, even the profound energy below exploded, causing a loud rumble.
The warriors on and off the stage all held their breaths when they saw the scene in front of them. Liu Xing, who was also at the ninth level of Naxuan, had a glimmer of light in his eyes. He stared at Ling Feng's figure, as if he wanted to know what Ling Feng would do.
How to deal with Wang Cheng's full blow.
Ling Feng also immediately realized that Wang Cheng planned to use this move to completely defeat him, but similarly, as long as he survived this move, Wang Cheng, who consumed a huge amount of profound energy, had no chance of winning.
Ling Feng decisively threw away the dagger in his hand, supported himself with both hands, and rushed towards the big pillar above his head like a cannonball. The golden-white profound energy rolled around him crazily, and finally gathered his right hand and punched the big pillar.
"boom!"
The moment the profound energy of both sides touched, a roar that resounded through the sky immediately erupted. Invisible ripples spread out in all directions with the two people as the center. Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Ling Feng, who was at the eighth level of Na Xuan, actually punched open the big pillar.
A dent was left on it.
But this didn't last long. Ling Feng was then shot down by Wang Cheng with a stick, and his back was hit hard on the ring. This time he finally couldn't bear it. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and even his blood was blocked.
There were faint signs of breaking through. Fortunately, Ling Feng reacted immediately and suppressed Fenshi's bloodline power.
Wang Cheng in the air wanted Chen Sheng to pursue him when he saw this, but just as he swung the pillar of profound energy in his hand, another roar exploded in the warrior's ears.
I saw that one end of the big pillar made of profound energy suddenly burst, and a large amount of golden-white profound energy shot out from it, entangled with Wang Cheng's mysterious energy.
"Ling Feng's punch poured his own profound energy into it!"
"Ling Feng's physical body is too powerful. If it were us now, three or four out of ten of our bones would be broken!"
The warriors looked on in amazement, and the elders of all the sects, big and small, also had expressions of astonishment on their faces. It was hard to imagine that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy could do such a thing. Only the big man from the Crazy Blade Sect who knew Ling Feng’s true identity was smiling.
Nodding.
Although there was a sudden change, Wang Cheng obviously did not intend to retreat like this. He quickly gathered the mysterious energy that had not dissipated, condensed it into a huge stone, and threw it towards Ling Fengfeng. The stone was nearly ten feet wide and completely cut off.
Lingfeng's retreat.
But Ling Feng didn't have this idea. His profound energy was many times stronger than Wang Cheng's, and it was obviously difficult for this boulder to cause fatal damage.
Ling Feng stood up and waved his hands to form a curtain wall above his head. When the huge boulder fell on it, the Xuan Qi curtain wall immediately collapsed, but it also blocked 70% to 80% of the force. When it fell on Ling Feng again, it only let him
His waist is just a little bent.
Ling Feng put on two long swords again and looked up at Wang Cheng above. The latter knew something was wrong and immediately retreated to the rear.
As soon as Wang Cheng retreated, the elders shook their heads and sighed. If there was still strength left, Wang Cheng would definitely continue to attack. His choice to retreat was obviously due to the fact that there was not much Xuan Qi left. With the strength that Ling Feng had shown before, in close combat,
Wang Cheng has absolutely no chance of winning.
The other warriors who were watching also knew this very well, and what happened next confirmed their judgment. Ling Feng held a long sword in his hand and pressed forward. He used the power of Xuan Qi and his body to quickly defeat the king.
Cheng forced himself to the north of the ring, only a few feet away from the edge.
Ling Feng's eyes glanced at Wang Cheng's hands and feet and the circulating profound energy, and he guessed that he wanted to hide to the right, so he stepped in front of the latter and slashed at Wang Cheng's head with his sword.
As a crisp sound sounded, although Wang Cheng blocked the sword with a long stick in both hands, he knelt down on one knee under Ling Feng's powerful power. His knees smashed the stones, and his face suddenly turned red.
He turned red, and the beating blood vessels on his temples made everyone feel how terrifying Ling Feng's sword was.
As soon as the blow was successful, Ling Feng stabbed Wang Cheng's head with his left hand without any pause. The blade of the sword slid past the long stick and was about to hit Wang Cheng. However, the latter leaned back in danger and abandoned the long stick.
Stick rolled over and dodged the sword.
Upon seeing this, Ling Feng immediately stepped forward and stabbed out with his sword. When Wang Cheng stood up again, the edge of the sword in his hand was already on the opponent's throat.
"Bang!"
There was silence around the entire arena, and the sound of long sticks falling to the ground rang in the ears of every warrior. They stared blankly at Ling Feng standing on the arena, their hearts beating fast, and then they applauded in unison.
I have never seen such a wonderful battle.
Wang Chengze had not yet come to his senses. He looked at the long sword in front of him in astonishment, and then his eyes followed the snow-white blade to Ling Feng's calm face.
Ling Feng smiled lightly, put down the long sword, turned around and picked up the iron rod that rolled to his feet. He handed the long rod to Wang Cheng and said, "Awesome."
"Don't make fun of me anymore." Wang Cheng didn't know that this was a polite comment, so he took the long stick and said with a bitter smile.
In today's battle, anyone with a discerning eye can see that although Wang Cheng repeatedly launched offensives and successfully injured Ling Feng, this was actually because Ling Feng brought huge pressure to Wang Cheng, which forced Wang Cheng to find a way.
End the battle as soon as possible, otherwise you will be killed by Ling Feng, and this will be the final result.
Then the elders of the Mad Sword Sect came up and announced the winner of this battle. Under the gaze of countless people, Ling Feng stepped back to the seat of the Snow Sword Sect. Guo Meng, Yu Chang and others immediately swarmed up, with excited faces.
Lingfeng gathered in the center to accept Xuanba
"Senior brother, I have the Huixuan Dan!"
"Why are you squeezing? The sect leader is watching!"
"You're still talking about me, what's going on with the healing medicine in your hand?"
Ling Feng looked at the Snow Sword Sect disciples around him and smiled. He took the pills from their hands and sat down smoothly. He really needed to recover now.
Qiu Ruyi took the healing medicine and immediately looked at Ling Feng's back. What she saw was a piece of scabbed flesh and blood, which made her puzzled. But looking at Ling Feng's profile, she didn't ask any questions.
He just silently poured the healing medicine on the white handkerchief and helped Ling Feng treat the wound.
At this time, Ling Feng glanced sideways at Qiu Ruyi and said, "Thank you."
The corners of Qiu Ruyi's mouth curled up when she heard this, and then she continued to apply the ointment, carefully applying the ointment to every inch before she stopped what she was doing, and saw Wu Zhuo gritting his teeth not far away.
Wu Dao naturally noticed his son's expression. He would not have cared about it before, but the forest is different now. This kind of performance will definitely be helped by the Crazy Blade Sect, so he reminded: "Don't go there again.
Mess with the forest."
After saying this, Wu Dao felt very uncomfortable. This was his disciple. If he had not protected Cai Zhuang, Lin Mu would have stood there on behalf of his Tianbian Sect. And all of this was because of Cai Zhuang. Thinking of this, Wu Dao
Dao looked at Cai Zhuang on the side, but this time, his eyes were a little cold.
Cai Zhuang also noticed his gaze. He turned around and saw Wu Dao and couldn't help but feel a little frightened. He turned his head hastily, not daring to look directly at him.
In the following two battles, Liu Xing easily defeated his opponent, and the time from start to finish took less than a minute, which made the warriors present breathe a sigh of relief. The other two Naxuan eighth-level fighters fought hard, using nearly a minute.
It took half an hour to decide the winner.
On the way back, the places everyone from the Snow Sword Sect passed by were overcrowded. Tens of thousands of warriors surrounded the streets. They climbed to the top of the building because there was no room, and tried their best to stand on tiptoes and raise their heads just to get a close look at Ling Maple.
Even Guo Meng and others had never seen such a spectacular scene. Under the gaze of these warriors, young disciples such as Guo Meng couldn't help but straighten their backs. Only Ling Feng, who was walking in the front, had a calm face.
Guan Hong felt helpless when she saw this. Compared with Ling Feng, her disciples were like young children. After shaking her head, she said: "The last round of battle in five days will be for you three to fight at the same time."
"Three together?"
Ling Feng looked at Guan Hong and was slightly surprised for a moment. With his strength, Liu Xing would most likely unite with another person to attack him.
Guan Hong nodded, hesitated for a while and then continued: "Your current ranking is good enough, even if you fail to win the first place, it doesn't matter."
The conversation between the two attracted the attention of everyone in the Snow Sword Sect. If the three of them fought, it would be very detrimental to Ling Feng, because as long as Liu Xing and Dong Lei team up to defeat Ling Feng, they would be able to secure the first place, and Dong Lei could also become the second.
Ling Feng looked directly at the crowd in front and said with a smile: "The fight hasn't started yet. Why did the sect master say this? Could it be that he doesn't believe the disciples?"
After hearing Ling Feng's words, all the warriors present were extremely impressed. Ling Feng was probably the only one who dared to speak to his sect leader in such a tone.
Guan Hong heard something more from Ling Feng's words, and said something that made many people feel a little confused.
"Then I'll bother you."
Just above the pavilion not far away, the bearded king of the Crazy Blade Sect and Kong Quan were standing together. The former said with some envy: "I also want to bother the young master of the Tianhen family!"
Soon, Ling Feng and everyone from the Snow Sword Sect returned to their inn. As soon as Ling Feng entered, he took out the scenes of Liu Xing's battle again and looked at them. At the same time, he restored his own profound energy to prepare for the upcoming battle five days later.
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During the few days when Ling Feng was resting, he also heard an interesting thing from Qiu Ruyi's mouth, that is, the owner of this inn exempted everyone from the Snow Sword Sect from paying money, but at the same time improved the money of others.
Even the food money was like this, and with the help of Ling Feng's fame, the inn owner made a lot of money in just a few days.