Zhao Feng exposed his own strength and immediately caused a chaos. Half of the contestants around the No. 9 arena immediately left. In this case, no one is stupid. Knowing that he can't beat him, if he still wants to go on the stage to gamble on luck, he is simply going up.
Die.
"Domain power!" An old man sat in the VIP stand, twirling his beard and watching carefully: "It seems that this boy's domain comes from the weapon in his hand. It seems that the silver gun is at least a spiritual weapon! What a pity, what a pity.
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The old man sighed, and his companion saw it and asked: "Old Ghost Yu, what's wrong with you?"
The old man pointed to the stage and sighed: "The disciples in the sect are too weak, otherwise going up to the stage to snatch this kid's weapons would be better than any bullshit reward."
Another person said with a smile: "This kid is a disciple of the Martial Arts Palace. With that old monster from Bei Xuantian who protects the calf behind, no one dares to take his ideas."
"Brother, you are right. If it were not for the fear of the Martial Arts Palace, disciples from other major sects would have already rushed to the ring by this time."
Zhao Feng did not realize that being a disciple of the Martial Arts Palace meant that he had lost many powerful opponents.
"Senior Brother Qu, this boy is worthy of being a disciple of the Martial Arts Palace. He has such strength at such a young age! It's a pity that our sect and the Martial Arts Palace belong to an alliance, otherwise Junior Brother will definitely go up and attack him!"
"Junior Brother Tong, you are no match for him. This guy has good stuff and is very capable. This move is enough to intimidate other challengers. As long as there are no large sect disciples to fight, this wheel battle will be over."
A certain disciple of the sect who planned to use wheel fighting to constantly harass Zhao Feng and finally launch a fatal attack miscalculated because he had no time to notify his fellow disciples who were ready to go on stage. After the disciples of this sect came on stage, they were killed by the purple electric flying dragon one after another, and their corpses were
None were left.
However, many sect disciples who were watching the excitement ignored the desire of small sects and even warriors without apprentices for martial arts, martial arts, weapons and armor.
When the battle started in Arena No. 9, it turned out to be a trap of death. For two full hours, there were endless warriors who were killed instantly on stage.
"It's too scary. This kid has already broken the record, and there are still people who come on stage to die!" Some contestants couldn't bear to watch anymore.
In two hours, more than 400 challengers had been killed, and there were still more challengers taking the stage.
This abnormal situation attracted the attention of Tianji Sage Wei Jiutian.
"Go and find out who is behind the scenes!"
"As you command!"
Wei Jiutian, the Tianji Saint, was very displeased. It was obvious that someone had begun to use shady methods in order to obtain the Holy Spear and Holy Sword in Zhao Feng's hands.
Zhao Feng did not expect such a result, and he began to lose his temper:
"Zhao Feng, hold on, someone wants to plot against you, don't give up!"
Feng Yin opened his mouth to remind Zhao Feng that Zhao Feng was not a bloodthirsty guy. Facing the challengers who kept dying, he became a little panicked.
Gan Xiaoxiao and others, who were waiting for Zhao Feng to return, already knew what happened on the No. 9 Arena through the extreme challenge competition's publicity means. This situation was actually something they were unwilling to face.
Before Zhao Feng came, Guan Wen witnessed with his own eyes that a warrior who owned a sword was plotted against him in the last game of ten consecutive victories. His success fell short, and the sword changed hands.
"This madman knew it was a trap, but he still jumped in!" Guan Wen was worried that something might happen to Zhao Feng, and his heart was twitching together. He glanced at Gan Xiaoxiao secretly and saw that Gan Xiaoxiao was fine on the surface, but his eyes showed that he and she were very nervous inside.
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Xu Yan, Huang Tao, Zheng Xintong, and Daniel were all helpless and could only look at the place where the image of Arena No. 9 was displayed in the distance.
"Feng Yin, someone is plotting against me. Is it because of the weapons in my hand?"
"Who told you not to keep a low profile and keep your wealth secret, you idiot!" Feng Yin began to mock Zhao Feng again.
"Hmph, as long as they are warriors with heaven-level cultivation, whoever dares to come on stage will die! I will stand here and see who else comes up to die!"
The martial arts that Zhao Feng practices is domineering, and he can only advance but not retreat, otherwise it will affect his progress in cultivation.
The challengers who died on the stage left behind more or less some things. These things were all kinds of things, but they all had one thing in common, that is, they were highly poisonous.
The man behind Zhao Feng's plan did not expect that Zhao Feng was not afraid of poison at all. The huge poison that many warriors were afraid of and could not prevent was ineffective against Zhao Feng.
Under the ring, an inconspicuous little man with a pair of small eyes radiated a fierce light: "It's time to send someone decent up to test this kid!"
Zhao Feng stood on the ring, motionless, watching another challenger die in Feilong's mouth, and felt something was wrong in his heart. Why would such a bad challenger come up?
Soon, a new challenger came on stage. He was a weirdo wearing black clothes whose face could not be seen clearly. After this guy came on stage, he was heavily wrapped by lightning, but nothing happened to him.
"Finally, here comes someone interesting. This guy's clothes can protect against lightning!"
Just as Zhao Feng was about to take action, the man in black suddenly became invisible. This method of invisibility was very childish in his opinion, because no one knew that he had the ability of the Holy Eye.
The challenger who takes the stage must not exceed the heaven level. The invisibility skills he possesses and the invisibility talismans he uses can be seen through by him. However, this time Zhao Feng wants to lure out the manipulator behind the scenes as soon as possible and plans to deceive him.
"Zhao Feng, why are you standing there? That kid is already approaching you!"
"Luring the snake out of its hole and continuing like this will put too much pressure on me!"
The Flower of Life in Zhao Feng's body has become very powerful after the last incident. The Purple Lightning Flying Dragon is a special ability of the Purple Lightning Flying Dragon's Bright Silver Spear. It does not require Zhao Feng to consume too much soul power, so Zhao Feng can survive until now.
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Zhao Feng, who pretended not to see through the man in black, pretended to be on guard, but in fact he was secretly planning how to do it perfectly.
The man in black followed Zhao Feng's turning footsteps, always facing Zhao Feng's back. Suddenly, he found a suitable opportunity, and a long and narrow blade without any luster suddenly pierced Zhao Feng's back.
The unparalleled sword in Zhao Feng's hand swept across with his backhand, killing the sneak attacker, but he was a step slower. The few contestants in the audience clearly saw that the champion was injured and his movements became sluggish.
The next challenger is stronger. He is wearing a silver armor that also has lightning protection effect. He is holding a battle ax and is advancing step by step. Zhao Feng needs the purple electric flying dragon and bright silver gun to maintain the field. The purple electric flying dragon cannot be thrown or used.
Come to fight the enemy with only a long sword in your hand.
"You guy, your acting skills are really good. You have the Extreme Yang Armor. The scraps and scraps of these challengers have no power against you at all!"
"Nonsense, does it feel good to stand on the stage and be played like a monkey? I really want to see who it is and want my weapons!"
The silver-armored warrior suddenly accelerated and rushed near Zhao Feng, the battle ax in his hand dancing like the wind...