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Chapter seven hundred and thirtieth victory and defeat, the winner

When the competition started a few days later, only four of the original eight God Emperors were left, namely Ling Feng, Feng Xiaotian, Tianhong God Emperor, and Tian Xiangming.

Even Feng Wenjing just thought that the other four God Emperors were slow to arrive. It was not until Feng Xiaotian spoke that he realized that the four God Emperors would not appear again, and then the competition began.

Ling Feng did not expect that his few words could be so powerful. He knew without even thinking that the Dragon Emperor, Zhenwu Emperor, Chu Xinghe, and Cang Zhengping had all reached a bottleneck and went back to retreat.

At this time, Mo Cong and the eldest disciple of the academy were fighting in the arena, but Tian Xiangming's attention was not on the competition at all. He looked at Ling Feng and asked: "Do you want to take away my eldest brother's body?"

After what happened a few days ago, Tian Xiangming realized that it was only a matter of time before Ling Feng broke through to the second and third realms of the God Emperor, and he wanted to test Ling Feng's thoughts.

Ling Feng looked at the arena below and said: "Of course, the master feels guilty that he accidentally killed his clan members and has no shame to go back, so naturally it should be done by me as the disciple."

After receiving Ling Feng's affirmation, Xiang Ming seemed to see an upcoming battle in front of his eyes the day after tomorrow. He did not give up and continued: "The blockade of the heavy wall has been opened. Do you really want to be that eternal sinner?"

"Sinner?"

Ling Feng turned his head and looked at Tian Xiangming, and said coldly: "If it hadn't been for Master's action, Qingxuan Continent would have been crushed by the Blood Demon. It was indeed wrong for him to accidentally kill the tribesmen in anger. Don't tell me this.

There is no contribution from Tianming in it.”

Ling Feng's words made Tian Xiangming's expression change. When the bloody murder came to Tianming, Tianming was actually even more furious. He never thought that his son would leave the family and turn against him because he failed to save a woman.

Therefore, on that day, the two Holy Emperors only had each other in their eyes, and had almost no control over their own power. Even the God Emperor could not block the power of the two Holy Emperors when they fought, which resulted in the death of dozens of clan members.

Tianming didn't want to face the fact that he and Xue Sha had killed his own tribe, so he threw all the responsibility to Xue Sha, leaving Xue Sha's body to kneel in front of the murdered tribesmen.

Tian Xiangming still spoke harshly and said: "That was also caused by the bloody attack on the family. The pain was left a hundred years ago. Do you think the eldest brother would be willing to see such a thing happen again?"

"I will notify you when I take action. You can evacuate your clansmen when the time comes. Only you and I, the Holy Emperor, will be here."

Ling Feng said that back then it was because Tianming was unwilling to back down in front of Xue Sha because of his face, and he would not do the same today. If Tianming still refused to return Xue Sha's body, then he would take action.

Looking at Ling Feng who had already made up his mind, Tian Xiang stopped trying to persuade him and turned around and said in a cold voice: "Then I want to see if Ling Xiao will follow you and make mischief."

"Then you don't need to worry."

Ling Feng said with a very calm expression.

After just a few minutes of conversation between the two, they decided on a battle that could change the situation of the entire Qingxuan Continent. Feng Xiaotian and Emperor Tianhong did not speak during the whole process, because they also felt that the bloody killing had been kneeling for a hundred years, and the souls had already

It's time for him to rest in peace after disappearing from this world.

It didn't take long for Mo Cong to defeat his opponent, and in the next battle, two of the most watched geniuses appeared.

Lin Jing

Fengxiao

As soon as Ling Feng and Tian Xiangming had an argument, each other's candidates appeared, and both of them had serious faces.

Lin Jing and Feng Xiao were seen occupying the east and west ends of the ring. No one spoke, they just stared at each other, and there was silence around the ring. Everyone knew that the outcome of this battle was likely to determine this thousand-year battle.

First place in Zongda competition.

"start!"

As Feng Wenjing's words fell, Feng Xiao and Lin Jing took action at the same time. Both of them took out their weapons for the first time. Feng Xiao's hand was a sword with a cold light, while Lin Jing's hand was.

It's a golden spear.

Ling Feng could tell at a glance that the spear in Lin Jing's hand was the one that belonged to the Dragon God Son in the past. Now the Dragon God Son gave it to Lin Jing.

"Kamikaze Slash!"

Feng Xiao gave a cold shout, and Qianzhang Xuanqi gathered together. As he moved, he turned into a sword light a hundred feet long and shot towards Lin Jing. The hard iron and stone arena was directly cut open by the sword light.

This is the first time Feng Xiao has used all his strength. Such power makes people worry whether Lin Jing can stop it.

Lin Jing was seen not retreating half a step, holding a gun and facing the sword light head-on. The mysterious energy condensed on him into a golden dragon with long teeth and claws, which would firmly protect him.

"boom!"

The moment the two collided, the sword light directly cut the golden dragon apart, but Lin Jing, who was hidden among them, strode out with a long spear in both hands and shot through the sword light.

Hundreds of feet of Xuan Qi suddenly dissipated and rushed around. Small arenas were overturned, and driven by the Xuan Qi, they hit the formation heavily.

"boom!"

The distance between the formations began to shake, frightening the warriors sitting at the front to quickly retreat to the rear.

Feng Xiao in the formation was still fighting with Lin Jingji

Fighting, the former stood on the wind, flying in the air like a king, and slashed at Lin Jing with sword rays.

Lin Jing held the spear and kept blasting away the flying wind blades, and then hundreds of meters of profound energy gathered from all around, then turned into more than twenty golden dragons and attacked Feng Xiao.

"Disperse!"

Feng Xiao shouted loudly, and the strong wind struck these golden dragons. With the power of the ninth level of the Earth King, more than twenty golden dragons were defeated by Feng Xiao in one blow.

However, Lin Jing's expression did not change at all. He seemed to have known this result for a long time. He opened his left hand and suddenly grasped it. The scattered profound energy instantly condensed together and turned into a line of tens of feet at Feng Xiao's feet.

The golden dragon swallowed Feng Xiao in one gulp.

Feng Xiao used all his means to bombard the dragon's head, and just after making a few gaps, before he could escape from it, the golden dragons suddenly circled together, completely surrounding the dragon's head, and turned into a golden ball suspended in the air.

No matter how hard Feng Xiao inside tried, he couldn't stop the golden ball from shrinking until there was no room to even raise his hand. Fortunately, Lin Jing raised his hand in the end, otherwise Feng Xiao would have turned into a puddle of meat.

"Wow!"

Everyone stood up in surprise and looked at the extremely powerful Lin Jing.

After Lin Jing returned to the ground, he released his power, and Feng Xiao was able to leave.

"Lin Jingsheng!"

Feng Wenjing announced the winner and at the same time glared at Feng Xiao. The latter could only bow to Feng Wenjing guiltily. He was really embarrassed to be defeated by someone who was already at a higher level.

On the high platform, Tian Xiangming's face turned dark. Due to the unpleasantness he had with Ling Feng just now, he thought that when Ling Feng set foot on the Tianhen Family in the future, they might lose to Ling Feng again.

Ling Feng was very calm. Although Lin Jing defeated Feng Xiao, there was still Fu Yao.

Tian Xiangming did the same, placing his last hope on Fu Yao.

Fu Yao only came on the field in the last round, and just like before, he didn't show any amazing strength. It took him a few minutes to defeat his opponent at the sixth level of the Earth King with some difficulty.

Seeing this situation, Tian Xiangming was in a bad mood and disappeared directly from the throne.

With Feng Xiao's defeat, Ling Feng still had two people with the most strength, Lin Jing and Mo Cong, while Tian Xiangping had only Fu Yao left.

Emperor Tianhong knew his disciples best. He looked at Ling Feng and said with a smile, "I'm afraid these two thousand spiritual things will be taken over by you."

"The world is still uncertain, everything is possible."

Ling Feng said to Emperor Tianhong, and then the three of them left one after another.

Ling Feng sat in the void in a disciplined manner as before, while Tian Xiangming flew in the direction of Baijia, obviously wanting to inform Zi Tianming and others of Ling Feng's thoughts.

Ling Feng didn't stop him, which was fine, so as not to hurt the innocent members of the Tianhen Family like Xue Sha when the fight actually broke out. Xue Sha wouldn't want to see it, and neither would he.

Two days later, Tian Xiangming appeared in front of Ling Feng with an indifferent expression.

Ling Feng closed his eyes and said, "What did they say?"

"If you are brave enough, just be like my elder brother and go alone."

After Tian Xiangming finished speaking, he sat down and his breathing was a little messy, as if he was very angry.

Ling Feng smiled. This result was as he expected. Tianming had a strong desire to control. He was dissatisfied when Xue Sha disobeyed him back then. Naturally, he would not show weakness in front of a junior like Ling Feng today.

The two of them didn't say a word for the next three days. It wasn't until the beginning of the competition that they appeared on the throne. Together with Feng Xiaotian and Emperor Tianhong, there were still only four people.

But the warriors didn't care, as long as Ling Feng didn't run away, they all looked at Feng Wenjing expectantly.

I saw Feng Wenjing saying: "Fifteen people draw lots before the start of the competition. Those who draw the red lot will directly enter the next round. Those who draw the same pattern are ready to compete..."

After saying that, he took out a bamboo tube with fifteen identical bamboo sticks inside. Lin Jing and others came to the ring one after another and each took one.

The red lottery was taken by the disciple of Jinghong Sect and went directly to the eighth round. The remaining fourteen people looked at their respective bamboo lottery and quickly found their opponents.

Among them, Lin Jing, Mo Cong, and Fu Yao, who have attracted much attention, did not collide with each other, and their opponents were all geniuses at the sixth level of the Earth King.

Fu Yao was placed in the first game. This time he took out his weapon, a blue long sword. With the long sword, Fu Yao's strength had indeed improved a lot, but the Xuan Qi was too loose, and Ling Feng didn't feel it.

He can beat Lin Jing.

By noon, with Mo Cong's victory, the fourth round came to an end. By this time, there were only eight people left, and these eight represented the strongest geniuses of the younger generation of Qianzong.

That night, Cang Zhengping returned to Maple City and appeared in front of Ling Feng and the others.

Ling Feng and Tian Xiangming only discovered his existence when Cang Zhengping took the initiative to expose him.

Tian Xiangming looked at Cang Zhengping and immediately reacted: "Are you in the second realm?!"

"kindness."

Cang Zhengping nodded and admitted, but there was no smile on his face. He just looked at Ling Feng and sighed: "I have thought about it for hundreds of years, but it is not as good as your three sentences."

"Your power has already reached the second level of the God Emperor, you just haven't accepted the world."

Ling Feng smiled lightly and said, if Cang Zhengping hadn't reminded him just now, he would never have noticed that the latter was so close. In other words, Cang Zhengping had a chance to attack him, but he didn't.

Tian Xiangming glanced at Cang Zhengping and Ling Feng with complicated emotions, and then closed his eyes.

Ling Feng felt a little surprised when he saw Tian Xiangming's actions. He could understand that Cang Zhengping didn't take action against him, but it was strange that this guy didn't instigate Cang Zhengping.

Cang Zhengping asked about the status of the Qianzong Competition, and Ling Feng also told him about Feng Xiao's defeat at the hands of Lin Jing.

Cang Zhengping didn't seem surprised when he heard the news, he just nodded.

The three people closed their eyes again and started practicing. At this time in Maple City, the eight people from Mo Cong who were about to step into the ring were still fighting with their elders. Even a slight improvement might change the outcome.

Five days later, the fifth round of the Thousand Sects Heavenly Competition began. Cang Zhengping's reappearance suppressed many of the warriors' suspicions, assuming that these God-Emperors left because they found the competition too boring.

Feng Wenjing came to the ring with great expectations. Under the gaze of Wushuang eyes, he took out eight jade tablets and shouted: "The first game of the fifth round of the Qianzong Competition begins!"

After his words fell, hundreds of thousands of mysterious energy flew out from all directions of the arena and landed on the jade tablets. When the power of the jade tablets dispersed the mysterious energy, the names of Mo Cong and Fu Yao appeared.

Tian Xiangming's expression suddenly became serious, while Cang Zhengping's face was relaxed, as if Fu Yao was not chosen by him, with a faint smile on his lips.

Ling Feng wasn't too worried. Even if Mo Cong was defeated and Lin Jing was still there, he would still have the upper hand.

But Ling Feng was obviously over-concerned. Facing Mo Cong, Fu Yao did not show any amazing strength. Although he was much stronger than before, in the face of Mo Cong's heavy and fast offensive, Fu Yao was unable to reach him.

After three moves, he was at a complete disadvantage, and a few minutes later, his ribs were broken by Mo Cong's palm.

Mo Cong successfully won this victory. In the eyes of everyone at this moment, there are only two possibilities for the number one candidate, namely him and Lin Jing.

Tian Xiangming's last glimmer of hope was shattered at this moment. He looked at the empty arena without saying a word. The terrifying pressure made many people below feel uncomfortable.

Cang Zhengping directly took out a storage container and threw it to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng took it and accepted it without looking at it, and then said to Tian Xiangming: "Where is the spiritual object?"

Tian Xiangming finally made a move and turned to look at Ling Feng, who looked at him without fear.

After a while, Tian Xiangming took out the storage container, threw it to Ling Feng, stood up and left, without giving Feng Xiaotian any face.

Feng Xiaotian doesn't mind either. Anyone who keeps losing to the same person will have this result.

Ling Feng glanced at Tian Xiangming's storage device and put it away after confirming that it was correct. Considering the grievances between him and the Tianhen family, it was possible not to give it to him, so it was better to be cautious.

In the sixth round of fighting, Mo Cong and Lin Jing finally met. Both of them were fighting in the same way. The whole arena was shattered by the fight, and loud noises like thunder continued to penetrate the ears of the spectators.

In the end, Lin Jing was the better one, gathering strength at a faster speed than Mo Cong. In the last round, he won the victory without any suspense. Thousands of disciples of Yulong Divine Sect rushed forward excitedly.

, surrounded Lin Jing.

Back then, Ling Feng destroyed Lin Tian in front of everyone in the world, but now, decades later, Lin Jing took the spear of Yulong Shenzi and won the first place in the Thousand Sect Competition.

At the position of the Yulong Divine Sect, Ling Feng found the Yulong Divine Son, Lin Tian, ​​who was sitting among the elders. Lin Tian did not appear until the last round today.

Yulong Shenzi looked at Lin Jing on the ring and smiled happily. At this moment, the elder beside him tugged at the corner of his clothes. Only then did Lin Tian pay attention to Ling Feng's gaze and turned around to look at Ling Feng.

Together.

Many people noticed this scene and couldn't help but feel worried.

Ling Feng smiled and nodded to Lin Tian. Lin Tian was stunned for a moment, and then said to Ling Feng solemnly: "I heard that you chose Lin Jing?"

"Because he is stronger than you and not as flamboyant as you were before."

Ling Feng looked at Lin Tian and said that after so many years, he no longer cared about the grudge between the two.

After Lin Tian heard Ling Feng's words, not only was he not angry, but he laughed.

If it was the Lin Tian who had lost his profound energy after Ling Feng cut off his hand, I am afraid that he would have gritted his teeth against Ling Feng now. But today's Lin Tian is no longer the flamboyant Lin Tian;

An elder in Yulongshen Sect.

And Lin Jing, who won the first place today, was the disciple taught by his top master.


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