The audience fell silent.

Fang Cai's battle happened too fast, like lightning and flint, it was just a blink of an eye, and Feng Buming was knocked down by Zhuo Wen's punch, and his right eye was swollen, like a panda's eye.

Hong Lao frowned slightly, this Zhuo Wen's strength was a little beyond his expectations, and he made Feng Buming suffer a big loss with just one face.

But Hong Lao was not worried, because he knew Feng Bumingdi's strength best.

Fang Cai Feng Buming just exerted fifty percent of his strength, if Feng Buming used all his strength and cast the Phoenix Holy Codex, even he might not be able to easily take down Feng Buming.

On the contrary, Yuan Erfu, who was standing beside Hong Lao, looked a little nervous.

Zhuo Wen's strength was also beyond her expectations, and she was a little worried that Feng Buming would not be this Zhuo Wen's opponent.

Zhuo Wen landed on the Weeping Blood Platform, and the three divine swords of the Thunder Fire Sword, the Blood Immortal Sword and the Death Sacrifice Sword were suspended around his body, forming a ring shape, forming a sword array.

"Feng Buming, the first day of the Phoenix Clan's pride, it seems to be a little unworthy of the name!"

Zhuo Wen looked directly at Feng Buming with a contemptuous expression.

Feng Buming was furious, this Zhuo Wen dared to show contempt for him, what qualifications did he have.

"Zhuo Wen, you have angered me! I despised you, but from now on, you have to accept my anger, and I will use all my strength to kill you on the Weeping Blood Table!"

Feng Buming had already decided not to leave Zhuo Wen alive, and he didn't have the heart to torture Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen just let him out of trouble, which made his dignity suffer a serious blow, how could he endure such an insult.

And this kind of insult, at this moment, only with Zhuo Wen's blood can he wash away the insult he has suffered.

After Feng Buming finished speaking, Zhuo Wen clearly felt that the temperature and power of the blood flames around the Weeping Blood Platform had reached an unprecedented terrifying level.

In an instant, these blood flames actually manifested one blood-colored phoenix after another.

A total of nine blood-colored phoenixes rose into the sky, and finally surrounded Feng Buming's body.

Under the blessing of the nine blood-colored phoenixes, the phoenix's breath was rapidly soaring, reaching an extremely terrifying point in an instant.

"You can force me to use the ninth layer of the Phoenix Holy Codex, you are very good!

After Feng Buming finished speaking, the whole person had disappeared, as if the world had evaporated.

"So fast!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed, he knew that Feng Buming did not really disappear, but at that moment, moving at high speed, he couldn't see Feng Buming's specific figure at all.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, Zhuo Wen was surrounded by the sound of gold and iron, and the three divine swords surrounding him actually burst out with sparks, among which the Death Sacrifice Sword and the Blood Immortal Sword were the weakest, and they were knocked away the moment they collided.

However, the aura of the Thunder Fire Sword was the most powerful, and it blocked Feng Buming's bombardment.

However, Xiao Hei struggled to resist.

Although it relied on the Xuanyang Divine Condensation Stone to raise its level to the middle stage of the Tongtian level, it was just an artifact after all, and although its combat power was not weak, there was still a certain gap between it and the middle stage of the real Tongtian Lord.

After Feng Buming cast the ninth layer of the Phoenix Holy Codex, his speed had reached an extremely terrifying level, and even Xiao Hei was a little reluctant to resist.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen's gaze was very sharp, and it could be seen that in less than fifty rounds, the defense of the Thunder Fire Sword would definitely be broken through by Feng Buming.

Zhuo Wen kicked the ground with his right foot, and cast a magical fate of time and space killing.

A long purple river swept out of the void behind him and swept towards Feng Buming.

But what surprised Zhuo Wen was that the purple river didn't catch up with Feng Buming, and Feng Buming easily avoided the purple river.

Bang!

A blood-colored flame rolled in, full of terrifying gun intent, and swept across the Thunder Fire Sword.

Xiao Hei's scolding voice stopped, and he was swept upside down by this shot with a muffled grunt.

"Die!"

Feng Buming's eyes were hideous, and with a sharp twist in his hand, the blood-colored spear brought up a surging blood-colored spark and rushed into the chest of the two Zhuo Wen.

What made Feng Buming ecstatic was that this Zhuo Wen seemed to be stunned, and his spear pierced directly through Zhuo Wen's chest.

But he soon realized that something was wrong, the power of his blood spear was extremely terrifying, and after penetrating his flesh, the powerful blood flame would inevitably incinerate the opponent and turn it into blood-colored ashes.

But except for the wound in his chest, Zhuo Wen's whole body was not burned by blood flames, and this Zhuo Wen was still grinning at him, was this teasing him, what the hell was going on?

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Zhuo Wen naturally deliberately let Feng Buming's spear stab, with his current physical strength, there was no problem in holding Feng Buming's spear.

The main reason is that Feng Buming's speed is too fast, and he can't keep up, so he can only use this kind of bitter meat trick.

At the moment when Feng Buming lost his mind, Zhuo Wen's right hand suddenly turned into a claw, grabbed Feng Buming's neck, and his left hand turned into a fist and smashed it mercilessly at Feng Buming's face.

Feng Buming burst out with all his strength, trying to break free from Zhuo Wen.

But what shocked him was that a mysterious power emerged from Zhuo Wen's body, which suppressed him to death, and even the blood in his body seemed to be dimmed, and he couldn't break free from Zhuo Wen's restraint.

And when Feng Buming was shocked by this fact, Zhuo Wen's fist had already beckoned.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Wen punched like raindrops, falling on Feng Buming's face, causing Feng Buming to scream again and again.

All the alien races under the ring were stunned, and after Fang Cai Feng Buming burst out the power of the ninth layer of the Phoenix Holy Scripture, the majesty that erupted is still vivid.

It didn't take long for this Feng Buming to be pressed and beaten by Zhuo Wen, and he was beaten fiercely, this style of painting was too strange to bear to look at directly.

The curvature of the corners of Honglao's mouth was completely stiffened at this moment.

"Ahhh

Feng Buming looked crazy, and the nine blood-colored phoenixes around him suddenly roared, and then a powerful force rushed like a wave, and Zhuo Wen was involuntarily rushed back more than ten steps.

When he came back to his senses, he found that a tenth blood-colored phoenix had appeared around Feng Buming, adding a powerful power to Feng Buming out of thin air.

However, when Zhuo Wen's gaze fell on Feng Buming's face, he couldn't help but smile.

I saw that Feng Buming's handsome face was completely swollen at the moment, which was the result of being beaten by Zhuo Wen.

Under the Crying Blood Stage, the onlookers saw Feng Buming's appearance, and then remembered Feng Buming's appearance before, and many of them couldn't help laughing.

Feng Buming was angry, and the laughter in the audience was like a pinprick in his heart, making him feel humiliated.

"You forced me to use the tenth layer of the Phoenix Holy Codex, and today you have to pay a terrible price! I want you to regret being born in this world!"

As soon as Feng Buming's roaring voice was finished, his figure disappeared in place like a ghost.

At this moment, Feng Buming's speed was even faster than before, and the alien race on the lookers couldn't even capture Feng Buming's figure.

There was an uproar in the audience, Feng Buming's speed at the moment was too perverted, and many aliens thought that Zhuo Wen's death time had arrived.

Zhuo Wen was very calm, and at the moment when Feng Buming disappeared, he used the Divine Candle Dragon Eye.

In an instant, the surrounding sight became clear and clear, and even Feng Buming's trajectory was clear in his eyes.

Poof!

Zhuo Wen suddenly pulled out the blood-colored musket that pierced through his chest, and then slammed his right foot on the ground, and the powerful force shook the ground violently.

Then, Zhuo Wen quickly turned around and stabbed the blood-colored musket in his hand towards his back.

Poof!

The sound of spears entering flesh sounded, and then the sound of blood dripping and falling to the ground converged, and at this moment, the weeping platform looked so crisp and eerie.

I saw that in front of Zhuo Wen, Feng Buming stopped in front of Zhuo Wen as if time had stood still, his neck was pierced by a spear, and blood poured out like a flood that burst the embankment.

Feng Buming stared at Zhuo Wen deadly, his gaze was full of disbelief.

How is this possible?

He used the tenth layer of the Phoenix Holy Scripture, which was faster and stronger, how could this Zhuo Wen predict his position in advance and stab this shot......