"Ah, he only used his fists!" The crowd suddenly exclaimed when they saw this scene.
They saw Qin Feng throwing the Thunder Sword before, and they were still thinking that Qin Feng might take out another treasure-level weapon from the space ring during the battle. If there is no treasure-level weapon, even if he takes out a treasure-level weapon,
Even the most ordinary fine steel sword is good. At least the hard material of the sword body can withstand the edge of the heavenly magic weapon.
But they never expected that Qin Feng would directly wave his fist.
Using a body of flesh and blood to resist a heaven-level divine weapon? What is the difference between this and seeking death?
Even Cheng Hu didn't expect Qin Feng's reckless behavior. He paused slightly before thrusting out the spear, as if he was worried that if the shot went down, Qin Feng would be seriously injured.
"Huh, it's his own arrogance and ignorance. He can't blame others if he dies." But in this flash of lightning, between the thoughts of good and evil, he did not choose to withdraw his strength but instead used all his strength to activate his spiritual power and turn this
The power of the gun was maximized.
However, amid everyone's exclamations and Cheng Hu's vicious gaze, the thin layer of mist lingering on Qin Feng's fist suddenly exploded.
boom...
The Hunyuan Qi turned into a gray-white torrent, and under the guidance of the terrifying fist power, it surged toward Cheng Hu like a flash flood.
Cheng Hu's expression suddenly changed, and at this moment, he had an illusion of being powerless.
No, that was not an illusion, but a very clear fact. Before he could panic, he vomited blood and flew backwards in front of the shocked eyes of the crowd, and fell heavily under the ring.
At this time, people's previous exclamations had not yet ended, but everyone closed their mouths uniformly, looking at the thin and even inconspicuous young man on the ring, and fell into deep shock.
"Defeat Cheng Hu, who holds a heaven-level magic weapon, with one punch? How did he do it?"
"And his cultivation level is obviously only Body Tempering Nine... Oh? It turns out that he has condensed the spiritual sea and entered the Xuanling realm. But even if his cultivation level has improved a little bit, he can't be defeated so easily.
Cheng Hu, who has the sixth level of Xuanling cultivation!"
"Monster! Domineering! This Qin Feng is truly a monster! That punch was too domineering!"
Although people cannot understand how Qin Feng did this, there is no doubt that everything that happened before them is fact.
On the ring, Qin Feng silently retracted his fist and said calmly: "The outcome depends on the outcome. I am willing to admit defeat and hand over the Blood Dance Samsara Gun quickly."
Qin Feng resisted the powerful blow of the heaven-level magic weapon, but this only made Qin Feng feel his fists were slightly numb. He opened his palms and saw a slight wound on the joints of the five fingers on the back of his hands, with blood oozing faintly.
out.
However, that inconspicuous wound was healed in an instant, leaving not even a trace of scar.
His body has been strengthened by dragon blood. Both his strength and healing ability are much stronger than ordinary people. In addition, the terrifying effect of Hunyuan Qi is far more than five times normal spiritual power. Even a random punch can
It is comparable to the full blow of a heaven-level divine weapon.
What's more, Qin Feng's punch also used the Nine Blood Killing Styles. It was a normal thing to defeat Cheng Hu. He even held back a little when he punched. Otherwise, Cheng Hu would not have died at this time.
, and at most take a breath.
"No, this is impossible! You can't beat me!" Cheng Hu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and got up from the ground. At this time, the originally luxurious gold silk robe on his body was in tatters, and there was a trace of hair on his head.
The jade hairpin had already flown to someone unknown, and her long, messy hair was stained with slightly wet soil and spread over her shoulders.
That look made him look a little embarrassed. Coupled with his ferocious and hysterical expression at this moment, no matter how you looked at him, he didn't look like a distinguished young master of the Cheng family, but rather like a madman who was lazy and lost in a gambling house.
"Losing is losing, winning is winning. Do you still want to cheat in front of everyone?" Qin Feng said coldly, looking at Cheng Hu with a somewhat disdainful look.
"No! I slipped just now and fell off the ring accidentally. There is no way you can beat me!" After Cheng Hu said this, he shamelessly jumped onto the ring again with a spear in his hand, shooting like a snake.
Dance, stabbing Qin Feng everywhere.
"You really don't know what is good or bad." A trace of anger appeared on Qin Feng's face. Although he and Cheng Hu had many grievances, he was too lazy to care about it. When he took action just now, he was very measured and simply knocked Cheng Hu off the ring.
But Cheng Hu refused to give up. If this wasn't ungrateful, what could it be?
However, just when Qin Feng was about to take action again, a warning sign suddenly rose in his heart. Out of the corner of his vision, he saw a figure in gray suddenly jumping onto the ring.
The man was very tall, with a broad sword slung across his back. But while he was leaping high, his hands had already reached behind him, gripping the hilt of the broad sword tightly, and the breath in his whole body was even more intense.
reached its peak!
"Cut!" The giant sword was raised above his head by him. Without any hesitation or any reason, he slashed directly towards Qin Feng.
Such a scene caught everyone off guard, but Cheng Hu reacted very quickly. With a flick of the blood-red spear in his hand, he saw the right moment and stabbed Qin Feng.
The two of them joined forces, and the power was so shocking that they saw dust flying in the arena, and even the bluestone ground blessed by the power of the formation cracked with a crackling sound.
"Who is that person? Why did he suddenly rush to the ring?" The disciples under the ring were a little confused about what was going on.
In the corner of the auditorium, a respected core disciple narrowed his eyes. "Ju Que Sword, that person is Xue He, a core disciple of Qianwu Academy."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd was all frightened. They had all heard of Xue He's name. This man was born with supernatural power. Coupled with the heaven-level magic weapon in his hand that weighed more than 700 kilograms, in the Xuanling realm,
It can be said to be invincible.
"Xue He is also a core disciple who has been famous for a long time. It is too much to suddenly take action without saying a word." People felt a burst of anger in their hearts, and began to feel a little worried about Qin Feng.
On the arena, the smoke and dust cleared, and the place where Qin Feng originally stood was empty. A few drops of red blood remained on the broken bluestone.
A faint thunder light fell on the edge of the ring. Qin Feng frowned slightly. At this time, there was a sword mark on his forearm, which was deep enough to see the bone.
Xue He's sword strike was too sudden. Without saying a word, he jumped onto the stage and attacked. Although Qin Feng tried his best to avoid it at that moment of lightning, he was still slightly injured by the terrifying sword energy.
"Your Excellency is also a core disciple with some reputation. To attack me in such a sneak attack is really too much." Qin Feng stared at Xue He coldly and said, with a little anger in his eyes.