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Around the No. 5 ring, all eyes were focused on Li Qifeng's body, and if he wanted to take a look, there were occasional eyes projected on the nearby rings, and there were not many eyes projected on the stands.

Many people take it for granted that Li Qifeng was able to break into the second round of the competition, but it was just good luck - the demon Dugu Chen, who was proud of his cultivation talent, was arrogant and arrogant, and he was extremely arrogant, and Lalan Tianque, one of the four princes of the subtlety of swordsmanship, was mysterious and unpredictable in his swordsmanship cultivation, and the long sword came and went without a trace, which could be described as exquisite, and in terms of the strength of realm cultivation, Li Qifeng couldn't even rank first...... No matter what aspect it is, it is difficult for Li Qifeng to attract the attention of spectators.

A figure slowly walked into the ring, and after standing still, he arched his hand at Li Qifeng with a somewhat stiff movement.

"Ouyang Lei came to fight. ”

Li Qifeng also returned the favor.

At the same time of saluting, Li Qifeng's whole body was carefully guarded, Ouyang Lei seemed to be stiff and slow, but it did not mean that Ouyang Lei's move speed was very slow, you must know that Ouyang Lei's last opponent was because of carelessness, and he was defeated with one move.

Sure enough, Ouyang Lei raised his head, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

The next moment, the momentum was like lightning, and the speed to the extreme made people a little trance.

Li Qifeng stood motionless, standing quietly, carefully feeling the changes around him.

The air around him became turbulent, like a small boat experiencing strong winds and waves, and it was very bumpy.

The sword that had been stationary for a long time finally moved!

Li Qifeng stabbed to the left, and the offense looked a little unusual.

Clang!

The sound of metal crashing came out, and Li Qifeng's move defused Ouyang Lei's offensive in advance.

Ouyang Lei is movements were slow.

Li Qifeng didn't dare to be careless, Ouyang Lei's cultivation was far above himself, and the speed of his body was incomparable, and now he could only rely on the strength of the heart sword to respond to all changes.

The referee elder who watched the game silently nodded slightly, Li Qifeng's calmness surprised him a little, Ouyang Lei's advantage is speed, once Li Qifeng has a trace of panic, then Ouyang Lei will be given a chance, and defeat is only a matter of moments.

However, Li Qifeng is very calm, and his composure is a little scary.

The sword shadow around him was constantly dancing, and Li Qifeng kept the sword in front of his chest at all times, and he felt all the changes around him clearly.

The changes in the wind, the changes in the air, and even the changes in temperature are clearly felt by Li Qifeng.

Ouyang Lei tried to attack more than a dozen times, but was intercepted by Li Qifeng, Ouyang Lei was a little trembling, as if Li Qifeng had already known his move, and he could react in advance every time.

Around the ring, many spectators had a look of horror in their eyes, as if Li Qifeng's strength was far beyond their expectations.

Ouyang Lei was also a little panicked in his heart.

As soon as the figure moved, the furious sword momentum slanted out, and in Ouyang Lei's hand, a sword as black as ink stabbed at Li Qifeng.

Raise your sword and block horizontally.

Li Qifeng stopped Ouyang Lei's offensive.

As soon as his footsteps moved, Li Qifeng ran out all the internal forces in his body, and poured all the sword in his hand, and in an instant, the sword sound was endless.

Ouyang Lei's expression changed, and the sword in Li Qifeng's hand made him feel a trace of fear.

As soon as his body moved, the black sword in Ouyang Lei's hand moved suddenly.

Dazzling swordsmanship!

Countless internal forces emerged in Ouyang Lei's body, and above the black sword, there was endless light, and the light was like a turntable, constantly rotating, making people dazzled.

Li Qifeng closed his eyes.

In that endless light, countless sword shadows appeared, exuding a powerful sword aura.

The sword qi was like the fierce cold wind of the ice field, just like a sharp knife, cutting the face of Li Qifeng.

Suddenly, in the rotating light, under the countless sword shadows, a cold light appeared, and at the end of the cold light was a sharp sword.

Li Qifeng opened his eyes.

The sword in his hand was swung straight forward.

A dull voice came from the ring, and the furious sword qi stirred in all directions.

Wait until everything is calm.

Li Qifeng stood straight, his expression a little pale.

Ouyang Lei's body was half-kneeling on the ground, and the hand holding the sword was bleeding non-stop, dripping on the ring, like a delicate and blooming plum blossom.

"Defeated!"

Ouyang Lei gently spit out two words, looking a little lonely.

Li Qifeng had been standing straight, hanging his sword diagonally, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ouyang Lei's throat, and the powerful battle intent in his eyes was beating.

Standing up, Ouyang Lei arched his hand at Li Qifeng, turned around and walked out of the ring.

With a hint of a smile on his face, Li Qifeng was relieved and took a step forward, his steps staggering a little.

Wow!

Under the ring, there was a shock.

In the battle just now, Li Qifeng was just the end of the crossbow, if Ouyang Lei tried to fight back, then it might be Ouyang Lei who won.

Ouyang Lei glanced back at Li Qifeng, and his expression showed a trace of regret and remorse.

However, it is too late to regret it!

Li Qifeng stepped out of the ring, staggering, but with a smile on his face, a confident smile.

A hand stretched out and supported Li Qifeng.

Looking back, Wu Qianqian appeared behind Li Qifeng.

"I really didn't expect it, pretending to be like that. Wu Qianqian said in a low voice.

Li Qifeng rolled his eyes and said in a low voice: "No way, who makes the strength inferior to others...... As long as there is victory, everything is fine. ”

Wu Qianqian showed a smile, like a snow-capped lotus blooming on the snowy mountain, which warmed people's hearts, "Don't talk anymore, hurry up and recover, it's not so simple next!"

Li Qifeng glanced at Wu Qianqian, "You lost?"

Wu Qianqian glanced at the ring behind her, "No way, the strength is not as good as others!"

A trace of doubt arose from Li Qifeng's heart, to say that Wu Qianqian's strength was far beyond his own, and his cultivation had reached the Acquired Realm, plus the strength that could pass the third gate of the Lotus Array, how could he be defeated so easily?

"You did it on purpose?"

Li Qifeng asked tentatively.

Wu Qianqian didn't answer, changed the topic, and continued: "Hurry up and recover, otherwise you will lose the next game!"

Nodding, Li Qifeng didn't say anything more, returned to the resting place, and began to recover his internal strength.

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At the moment of Li Qifeng's victory.

On the stands, Li Qing, the iron-blooded king who had been asleep, opened his eyes, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

His eyes have been firmly fixed on Li Qifeng, and his deep gaze seems to be able to penetrate through people's bodies and see the secrets in everyone's hearts.

After a while, Li Qing retracted his gaze, put his right hand on the armrest, and kept beating, and between his eyebrows, a touch of joy was faintly revealed.

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