Seeing such a fierce offensive, everyone around them changed their expressions. Sure enough, the game has reached this stage, and there is no weak one left.
At the same time, many people were sweating for Wangchen, wondering how this woman would respond to such a fierce sword move.
At this moment, another burst of rapid piano sound sounded.
Wangchen still didn't raise his head, and didn't even look at the flying swords all over the sky. His ten jade-like fingers kept beating on the strings.
As the notes played out one by one, invisible air swords swept out one after another, more numerous and denser than the flying swords in the sky.
"Ding ding ding..."
The sound waves turned into swords. Although the swords were shadowless and invisible, they made a sound of gold and iron when they collided with Situ Kang's flying sword.
Moreover, its power was not weak at all, and it actually dispersed all the sword rain that filled the sky.
Not to mention, there were too many invisible air swords transformed into sound waves, and then countless sword rays shot at Situ Kang. The momentum was even bigger and more powerful than the Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong.
"ah!"
Situ Kang let out a scream. He never expected such a result in his wildest dreams. His whole body was hit by the sword energy and flew into the air, and his body was penetrated one after another with bloody holes.
In almost the blink of an eye, he turned into a bloody man. Fortunately, Wangchen did not kill him. The air swords moved away from his vital parts, and he finally saved his life.
All this happened in the blink of an eye, but everyone around them was horrified to see it.
"Oh my God, how can this masked woman be so powerful..."
"It's so powerful. I don't know who is more powerful against our Hanjian Fairy..."
"That's a strong man in the late Dongxu period. He was defeated by her like this. Can he still be more defiant?"
For a moment, everyone in the room screamed in surprise, all shocked by the strength Wangchen showed.
Even Li Miaozhen on the viewing platform narrowed her eyes and could see that the woman in front of her was definitely Leng Qingqiu's formidable enemy on her way to winning the championship.
She secretly sent a message to Baili Xingkong: "Your Majesty, if the boy named Ye can pass the test this time, the two of them will be lined up together in the next game.
Both of them are stumbling blocks for us, it is always good to kill one of them."
Baili Xingkong didn't speak, but nodded slightly. The two of them thought about it together and decided to let Ye Bufan fight Wangchen in the next match.
On the ring, the referee declared Wangchen the winner, and the battle came to an end.
The three games ended quickly due to the huge disparity in strength.
Just as the next round of competition began, Ye Bufan and six other people stepped onto the ring.
The other two groups of four people were also very strong, but not many people paid attention to them. Except for the people from this sect, everyone else's attention was focused on his group.
Feng Wuhen looked at the young man in front of him with an unprecedented serious expression.
The first time he saw this man at Leng Qingqiu's place, he was still full of contempt, thinking that he was just an ant.
Now he has completely changed this perception. In terms of actual cultivation, he is slightly better than Nangong Du, but the gap is definitely not big.
Even the opponent was beaten like a dog and his cultivation was completely destroyed. Facing such a powerful opponent, he couldn't help but ignore him.
Because of this, the elders of Kamikaze Valley held a meeting all night last night to study how to deal with Ye Bufan.
In the end, two conclusions were drawn. One was that Nangong Duo was too careless, so he lost miserably and quickly.
In addition, it confirms that the opponent's strength is at least not much weaker than Nangong Du and him. This game must use all the strength, and no carelessness is allowed.
In contrast, Ye Bufan looked relaxed and comfortable.
The sealing power in Xuanyuan Zhantian's body has just been refined, allowing him to reach the early stage of Dongxu cultivation.
With the domineering and powerful Chaos Art, he can completely fight across boundaries, and his current true energy is no less powerful than that of an ordinary early Mahayana man.
In other words, he is now far superior to Feng Wuhen in terms of physical body and actual cultivation. As long as he is willing, he can kill the opponent with a slap.
But he didn't want to do this. Yesterday, because he performed too high-profile, the odds offered by the gambling house were extremely low. This was certainly not the result he wanted.
That's all real money. It's good to earn a little more, and it's good to let Baili Xingkong lose a little more.
Because of this, he has reduced his current cultivation level by more than half, and must behave in a low-key manner. Even if he wins, he must give people the illusion of a tragic victory, in order to be able to win again from Shenglong Casino tomorrow.
Make a fortune.
"Are you all ready? Now the game begins!"
Following the referee's order, Ye Bufan launched the attack first. His figure flashed in front of Feng Wuhen, and then punched him hard.
It can be said that this punch looks terrifying, taking the word "steady, accurate and ruthless" to its extreme.
But seeing this scene, Feng Wuhen felt relieved. It seemed that Nangongdu was a little careless yesterday.
Although Ye Bufan's strength is not inferior to Dongxu's peak, it is not so powerful that it can't be resisted.
As for the opponent's speed, he didn't care at all. As a core disciple of Kamikaze Valley, what he was best at was speed.
Feng Wuhen's figure disappeared from the place in a flash, and then came behind Ye Bufan like a phantom, and slapped him back with his backhand.
Ye Bufan seemed to have been prepared for this move, and he got out of the way very quickly. The two of them fought for more than ten rounds in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this scene, the elders of Kamikaze Valley put their hearts in their stomachs. They all believed that Ye Bufan's victory over Nangong Du was entirely due to luck.
Even Baili Xingkong and Li Miaozhen on the viewing platform had the same idea, feeling that they had overestimated the opponent's combat power before.
Feng Wuhen relaxed a lot, became more confident than before, and reached out to draw the long sword from behind.
"Ye Bufan, prepare to die!"
After he finished speaking, he held the sword with both hands, and the spiritual energy around him quickly condensed toward him, and his aura rose steadily, reaching the extreme in an instant.
For a moment, a huge momentum filled the entire place, a head of black hair floated in the sky, and countless true energy was poured into the long sword in his hand.
Although the sword has not been drawn yet, the sword body is trembling and making buzzing sounds, and the uncontrollable sword energy overflows in all directions, each one is extremely fierce.
Seeing this scene, Ye Bufan's expression became solemn. He stretched out his wrist, and a long flaming knife appeared in his palm.
"Boy, remember, you will die under my Wind God Technique today!"
At this moment, Feng Wuhen was full of killing intent and full of confidence.
The God of Wind Technique is Kamikaze Valley's most unique skill, which allows a person's speed, strength, spiritual power and thoughts to be perfectly integrated to exert the greatest power.
The most terrible thing is the speed. Countless strong men have had their throats pierced before they could react.
Now that Feng Wuhen has used this move, he is obviously determined to win.
"kill!"
The momentum accumulated to its peak, and Feng Wuhen finally stabbed out with his sword.
Suddenly the sword energy overflowed and condensed together, and the whole person turned into a phantom. It was almost reaching its extreme. The long sword clanged and tore through the void. It was extremely powerful and could destroy the heaven and the earth!
Under the gaze of everyone, this lightning-fast sword instantly pierced Ye Bufan's throat.
