The edge of the long sword broke through the air, the cyan light appeared at a glance, the sword qi rushed and flowed, the cyan sword turned into a huge phantom, straight cut Zongtong, Zongtong shot, punched with both hands, opened and closed, the fist wind shocked, the tiger and the tiger were windy, for a while, the sky was full of fist shadows, and the momentum was overwhelming.

The sword slashed through Zong Tong's fist and slashed straight towards Zong Tong's forehead.

This is the first sword of the Da Luo Nine Swords, Jiang Feng has no reservations as soon as he makes a move, he knows that in the face of an opponent like Zong Tong, he can only choose to kill with one blow, otherwise once a gap is found, his counterattack will be extremely amazing.

The sword qi came to him, Zong Tong's face changed drastically, and he found that no matter how domineering his fist style was, he would never be able to break through Jiang Feng's sword qi.

What kind of swordsmanship is this, and how can it be so weird?

This suddenly made Zong Tong a little flustered, and began to doubt whether he could really keep Jiang Feng, and deep down, he even had a retreat.

However, this thought only flashed in his mind, and he was immediately vetoed, he was more than a round older than Jiang Feng, the dangers encountered and the combat experience honed in those dangers, I don't know how much higher than Jiang Feng, even if Jiang Feng is talented, after all, he is still too young, young means that the foundation is unstable, and it also means that he is easily impetuous.

No matter how strong this sword is, he can't retreat, as long as it disrupts Jiang Feng's heart, Jiang Feng's sword intent will inevitably be chaotic, and at that time, it is the time to fight back against Jiang Feng.

It's just that Zong Tong doesn't know that although Jiang Feng's rise has not been long, in terms of combat experience and scheming, he doesn't know how many times older than him, which is far from what he can imagine.

"Roar!"

Zong Tong roared angrily, faced Jiang Feng's slashed sword, did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed over.

"Zongtong, what is this?" Dong Zhenghe was a little surprised.

Dong Xuan was also a little puzzled, but quickly understood, and said: "Jiang Feng's sword is very strong, it is estimated that it would be difficult for me to retreat with his whole body, Zong Tong must have realized this, so he chose to gamble." However, Jiang Feng's sword shot was able to force Zong Tong to such a point, which was quite amazing. ”

No wonder Xiao Wan admires him a lot, this young man has a very infectious aura, even in the face of today's situation, he still has never retreated, but has always been brave and diligent. Dong Zhenghe sighed.

He said that the road he will take in the future is destined to be full of thorns and bumps, and maybe today's events are really just a small difficulty for him. Dong Xuan said thoughtfully.

"It is undeniable that Jiang Feng's potential is amazing, but he is too sharp, he is easy to break, and he is easy to be envied, I'm afraid it's not a good thing. Dong Zhenghe said regretfully.

Dong Xuan smiled and said: "Young people should be like this, it is a mediocre talent not to be envied, besides, he is different from you, and even different from me, if he really insists on taking such a road, he is destined to have no way out, he can only move forward bravely and indomitable." ”

Dong Zhenghe pondered his eyebrows, no longer spoke, and gradually felt pity in his heart, but the matter has come to this point, there is no room for maneuver, how much does this make Dong Zhenghe have it?

"It looks like we're about to decide whether you're going to win or lose. Beside him, Wen Fan whispered to Wen Chuan.

He still attaches great importance to Wen Chuan, although Wen Chuan lost to Jiang Feng, but it is not that Wen Chuan is too weak, but that Jiang Feng is too strong.

And the battle between Jiang Feng and Zong Tong made Wen Fan see a lot of things, knowing that Wen Chuan was not unjustly defeated, speaking of which Wen Chuan was not seriously injured, it was the result of Jiang Feng's mercy, although if he was asked to say thank you to Jiang Feng, he would not be able to say it anyway.

Wen Fan's strength is not as good as Jiang Feng and Zong Tong, and he can only see a rough idea, which is not very certain.

It seems that Tong Guò fought with Jiang Feng, Wen Chuan realized a lot, and there was a rare look in his eyes that had always been restrained, which made his temperament so different, and when he heard Wen Fan say this, he secretly smiled bitterly.

Jiang Feng hadn't done his best to make a move before, but in that case, he still showed an invincible momentum, and this kind of character was really amazing, which made him lose convinced.

"Yes, it's about to be decided between winning and losing, I hope ......" Wen Chuan stopped abruptly at this point, and the following words were not spoken.

Wen Fan glanced at Wen Chuan suspiciously, he didn't know what else he had to say behind him, but Wen Chuan didn't say anything, he didn't ask, and looked intently in the direction of the ring.

Zong Tong exerted his speed and strength to the extreme, one punch is faster than one punch, one punch is stronger than one punch, the truth he believes in is very simple, one force can break ten thousand laws, even if Jiang Feng's sword is weird, in the face of absolute power, it is absolutely difficult to exert one-twelfth of its strength.

Zong Tong's series of movements are incredible, giving birth to the full potential of his body, and he is extremely perfect, not to mention the horror of others, Zong Tong himself is extremely satisfied, and there is a little smile on his face.

But soon, the smile on Zong Tong's face was all condensed on his face, and even his expression stiffened.

No matter how domineering his fist style was, he was never able to break through the compelling sword, and the sword qi shattered the fist wind, stabbing him in the chest like a broken bamboo.

Zong Tong's eyes were full of ferocity, and at this time, a thick look of panic poured out, and Jiang Feng's sword made him feel cold all over his body, and he felt the threat of death.

That kind of threat was so strong that his always uninhibited fighting spirit faded a lot.

"Are you going to lose?" Zong Tong was full of disbelief, how could Jiang Feng be so strong, he was still so young, even if it was not as good as others, just the time of cultivation, he didn't know how many years longer than him, how strong his foundation was, how could he be defeated in the hands of such a yellow-haired child.

Zong Tong's face was pale, and he muttered sluggishly, his original flying look slowly disappeared, and his eyes became dim.

He couldn't believe that he would lose!

Over the years, he has almost soared into the sky among his peers, leaving everyone far behind, even if he had despised Jiang Feng, but that contempt quickly reined in and fought with all his might.

However, even with his best efforts, the final result was still like a lightning strike.

"No, I'm unwilling, I won't lose, break it for me!" Zong Tong's eyes were bulging, his eyes were fierce, as if he was crazy, he picked up a palm and slapped it out, he wanted to break the sword in Jiang Feng's hand. Only in this way will he have the room to turn defeat into victory.

Jiang Feng's face was gloomy, his wrist shook slightly, and the edge of the long sword slashed, leaving a deep blood mark in Zong Tong's palm, blood splattered, and Zong Tong took the opportunity to retreat sharply.

"Did you hide?" Jiang Feng smiled coldly, his eyes indifferently looking at Zong Tong, who showed signs of madness, and did not have the slightest other affection. It must be known that as soon as this sect is shot, there is no intention of showing mercy, and it is clear that he wants to kill him, which is beyond the scope of competition.

That being the case, how could Jiang Feng keep his hand, he had a killing intent in his heart, and the long sword in his hand was shocked, and he pursued him directly.

"Whew!"

Zong Tong was hit by a sword in his chest, and the figure staggered back a few meters in an extremely wolf manner, retreating to the edge of the ring.

Jiang Feng's eyes drooped slightly, and he collected the boundless killing intent, and with a step on his feet, the figure was like the wind, and he shot with a sword again.

This Zongtong is extremely difficult, compared to the judges, they are only strong but not weak, if he hadn't broken through to the seventh layer of refining body by luck, the sword intent comprehension of the first sword of the Daluo Nine Swords would have been more profound, maybe he would really let Zongtong succeed.

"Jiang Feng, don't you want to kill me?" Zong Tong drank violently, he also felt the murderous intent overflowing from Jiang Feng's body at this time, which made his heart tremble, feeling ridiculous and aggrieved, and it was difficult to accept.

"You haven't thrown in the towel, of course I'm going to make a move. Jiang Feng's voice was not emotional.

"I ...... I recognize ......"

Zong Tong was completely frightened, he thought that killing Jiang Feng was like hoeing grass, and it was effortless, but the final result was unexpected, and the person who killed became the person who was killed.

And he could see that Jiang Feng had a decisive personality, once he made a move, he would not leave any leeway, if he still blindly held on, it was estimated that he would really have to give his life to Jiang Feng today.

Although admitting defeat will wipe away his self-esteem and pride, he is not the kind of person who is rigid and pedantic, no matter how strong his self-esteem is, no matter how much pride he has, it is far less important than his life.

As long as you live, you will still have a chance in the future, and what you have lost today will be found one day, and once you die, you will have nothing left.

However, Jiang Feng had already decided to kill the killer, how could he give Zong Tong another chance, and before Zong Tong could say the last word, he had already appeared in front of Zong Tong, and then he did not hesitate, and wiped out the long sword in his hand.

"Zongtong has already lost, you stop me. On the ring, the shape was reversed, Zong Tong was in danger, and the old man Zong's face was dark, and he shouted.

Jiang Feng's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard the words of the old man Zong, and the sword was still wiped out. Wipe it to Zongtong's neck.

"Not good. Zong Tong's face was hideous, and he dodged frantically, and the figure rushed up and fled towards the bottom of the ring.

"Leave it to me. Jiang Feng said in a low voice.

When the words fell, Jiang Feng grabbed one of Zong Tong's arms with his big hand, grabbed Zong Tong back, and ran him into the ring.

Under the heavy fall, Zong Tong fell to the extreme, his breath was disturbed to the extreme, originally with his strength, even if Jiang Feng could defeat him, it would not be so easy to do, but he was cowardly, not in the hands of Jiang Feng, but in his own hands.

Zong Tong also realized this, and as soon as he fell, his right hand was pushed to the ground of the ring, and the figure burst out.

"I said, you can't run. Jiang Feng snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand crossed Zong Tong's neck, stopping him. L