Chapter 112: Winning the Championship

"Groan!"

The sudden sound of the dragon's groan shook the light transformed by the power of the old man's divine sense off the trajectory, and the light only grazed the left side of Li Yifeng's face and flew towards the rear. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Boom!"

The light exploded on the ground behind Li Yifeng, raising a layer of mushroom clouds, and the residual power of the ability scraped the nearby ground to pieces, which showed that its power was extremely powerful.

Li Yifeng opened his eyes suspiciously, and when he saw the little dragon in front of him, he couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes.

"Hmm!"

Xiaolong pouted, wiped Li Yifeng's tears with his chubby little hands, and then turned around, revealing two rows of white teeth, clenching loudly, and slapping the void with his hands in the shape of claws.

"Jiaolong? No, it's actually a dragon and a half-demon", the old man is worthy of being an old Jianghu, and he can see through the body of the little dragon and half demon at a glance, but unfortunately the little dragon is not a dragon and a half demon, but a real dragon and a half demon.

"Babble!"

Xiaolong was not happy at all when he heard Jiaolong, and grabbed the old man with five claws with both hands.

Li Yifeng took this opportunity to quickly swallow a few pills, his face showed a rare flush, and the dry dantian quickly absorbed the spiritual power transformed by the medicinal power.

Situ Feihu didn't stare dryly, he also swallowed a few pills, meditated cross-legged to recover his mana, thinking that if the old man had an accident, he could protect himself.

"Whew!"

The old man looked at the claws of the little dragon's five fingers, and didn't want to use the magic power just now again, and the power of divine consciousness formed a thin ray of light through his fingers.

The little dragon was so happy to see the light of the power of his divine consciousness that he opened his mouth and sucked the light of his divine consciousness into his stomach, licking his lips with his tongue as if he was not enough to eat.

The old man was dumbfounded, if he wanted to know that he was a Yuan Infant Stage monk that everyone feared in his heyday, although he was suppressed by the jade pendant to cultivate, but he would not be so restrained by the monk in the foundation building period, and suddenly, the old man seemed to remember something recorded in a certain classic.

Since the little dragon swallowed the light of his divine sense, he became interested in the old man, and after revealing a heart-shaped smile, he opened his mouth and planned to swallow the old man who had been transformed by his divine sense.

"Damn the jade pendant, otherwise the old man would not be controlled everywhere", the old man can be said to have met a nemesis, and kept avoiding Xiaolong's mouth.

While recovering his mana, Li Yifeng paid attention to Xiaolong's every move, and when he saw Xiaolong chasing the old man from east to west, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and immediately seized the time to recover, and he must be able to exert his magical powers before Situ Feihu.

Above the void, the old man was accidentally bitten by the little dragon, and there was a hole in the dark arm, and when he was about to recover it, the little dragon seemed to cross the spatial distance, came behind the old man, and bit his neck.

"Ahh

The old man let out a miserable scream, and his hands kept slapping the little dragon behind him, but unfortunately it seemed powerless to act on the little dragon, and he couldn't get out of the dragon's mouth with all kinds of means.

"Hmph, as soon as the master dies, no matter how powerful this half-demon is, it is not the same death", the old man raised his finger with one hand after speaking, and a small light appeared on his fingertips, aiming directly at Li Yifeng.

The little dragon seemed to notice this, but did not take action, still gulping down the old man's divine body.

"Whew!"

A small ray of light from the divine consciousness came out, and its target was Li Yifeng's head.

Just when the old man exerted his magical powers, and the light was only three inches away from Li Yifeng's head, Xiaolong appeared in front of Li Yifeng out of thin air and swallowed the light transformed by his divine consciousness into his mouth.

The old man guessed that Xiaolong would definitely go to protect the lord before he resorted to the method of encircling Wei to save Zhao, and watching his divine body being eaten by Xiaolong more than half, his eyes were full of fear, and he regretted agreeing to help Situ Feihu.

"Babble!"

Xiaolong seemed to be dissatisfied with the old man's sneak attack on Li Yifeng, and his hands kept slapping the void, puffing out his chubby face.

The old man's divine body became extremely illusory, and if he continued to entangle it for a long time, he would inevitably lose his vitality, so he thought about it for a while and planned to hide back in the jade pendant, but Xiaolong would not let the old man get his wish.

"Whew!"

The old man fled into the jade bottle with teleportation, and when he was only an inch away from the jade pendant, the little dragon had already opened his mouth and waited for the old man to collide.

"Not good!"

The old man noticed something unusual, and it was obviously too late to forcibly interrupt the teleportation, and he crashed into the mouth of the little dragon, and the poor old man disappeared before he had time to show his skills.

The little dragon swallowed the old man's entire divine body, patted his belly and enjoyed it beautifully, and then ignored the others.

Li Yifeng saw the process of Xiaolong killing the old man clearly through his divine sense, and knew that the rest of the battle would rely on himself to defeat the enemy and restore his mana with all his might.

Situ Feihu also saw the scene of Xiaolong killing the old man clearly, and his heart began to feel uneasy, and he almost made a mistake when he was healing and recovering his mana, making himself go crazy.

Half an hour later, Li Yifeng was finally able to move, and with one hand he slapped the storage bag and showed his flying sword, intending to kill the opponent when he couldn't defend it.

"Whew!"

The flying sword drew a faint trajectory in the void and flew away, targeting Situ Feihu, who was meditating cross-legged.

"Ding!"

Situ Feihu didn't sit and wait for death, the colorful ring collided with Li Yifeng's flying sword across his chest, and sporadic sparks sparked between the two weapons.

Li Yifeng recalled the flying sword back into his hand, after all, the consumption of mana by attacking the enemy with the imperial weapon was a bit large, and with the mana that was almost dry at this time, he could not kill the opponent, and he would engage in close combat with the opponent as much as possible.

"Hmph, the kid wants to sneak attack Young Master Ben, it's too underestimated, although there is a lack of a powerful helper, but with your current state, it is simply wishful thinking to kill Young Master Ben", Situ Feihu said disdainfully to Li Yifeng with the ring in his hand.

"Brother Situ, don't forget the little guy above, I don't know who killed the deer until the end", Li Yifeng finished speaking, holding the flying sword and walking quickly, it seemed that he was planning to carry out a melee attack.

"As long as you die, this half-demon is in the bag of Young Master Ben, go and die", Situ Feihu roared in response.

"Ding!"

Once again, the weapons of both sides collided together, and sporadic sparks reappeared, stronger than the first.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The weapons in the hands of the two kept attacking each other, making a series of sounds and sparks.

"Poof!"

In an attack between the two, the weapons in their hands were separated, and the mana of both sides at this time dried up again, and they could no longer recall their weapons to attack again, and the remaining weapons were their respective fists.

"Smack!"

Li Yifeng reacted first, and hit Situ Feihu's cheek with a punch, and when he was about to smash the second punch, Situ Feihu counterattacked with his fist, which happened to hit Li Yifeng's abdomen, and at the same time, Li Yifeng's second punch smashed down, knocking it back, and then covered his abdomen with one hand and felt pain.

Situ Feihu knelt on one knee, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at Li Yifeng viciously, and then stood up and fought Li Yifeng again.

"Smack!"

Li Yifeng was still in pain, so he was caught off guard and smashed to the ground by Situ Feihu's punch.

Taking advantage of Li Yifeng's lying down, Situ Feihu would not let go of such a good opportunity, and pressed Li Yifeng's entire body with a light jump, and beat Li Yifeng with a left fist and a right punch.

Li Yifeng would not be beaten obediently, he broke up Situ Feihu's fists with a push with both hands, pressed Situ Feihu his waist, and hit the bow left and right.

Li Yifeng only punched twice, and was pressed back by Situ Feihu again, this time Situ Feihu didn't want to give Li Yifeng another chance, and his fists hit wildly in an orderly manner, it seemed that his reason had been lost, as if he was possessed by a demon.

"Bang! bang!"

Li Yifeng protected his face with both hands, let Situ Feihu beat randomly, taking advantage of the other party's loss of reason, with a force on his legs, the position was reversed, and he smashed down with one punch, two punches, and three punches.

When Li Yifeng was about to punch the fourth punch, he found that Situ Feihu had died of anger, but his vigilance could not be let go, so he opened the distance and popped up a small fireball to test his life and death.

"Poof!"

The small fireball burned on Situ Feihu's body, and after a while, it burned to ashes, and now it was certain that Situ Feihu was really dead.

Li Yifeng looked at Situ Feihu who had turned into ashes, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, the whole person was soft to the ground, gasping for breath, and suddenly thought of one thing, forcibly urging the dantian, a trace of weak mana took away Situ Feihu's storage bracelet through his right hand, and then he refined the medicinal power accumulated on his body for a long time.

In less than a stick of incense, a slight spatial fluctuation rippled around Li Yifeng's body, as if he was about to teleport people away.

"Buzz ......"

This time the teleportation was different from the previous times, when the teleportation was completed, Li Yifeng had already left the barren land, and the scene presented in front of him was the main hall before the first battle began, which was both strange and familiar.

The eight rings in the main hall had disappeared, replaced by a spacious gate, and Li Yifeng mistakenly thought that this was where the exit was, and dragged his tired body into it.

"Whew!"

Li Yifeng's figure did not enter the gate in response, and the inside of the hall once again returned to its previous calm.

After a brief period of vertigo, Li Yifeng's place was not an outside world, but a strange world, which felt like a fairyland in the eyes of mortals, with clouds and mist on the high mountains, and he looked like an insignificant ant from below.

"Where is this? There is a strange feeling", Li Yifeng was shocked by the grandeur of the realm in front of him, and said suspiciously.

Li Yifeng naturally no one answered when he asked like this, and when he was about to ignore it, a middle-aged man's voice attracted attention.

"Congratulations to Xiaoyou for winning the championship of this competition, it is not easy to cultivate to only be able to pass all the way in the middle stage of foundation building, I originally planned to double the reward, but ......", the middle-aged man stopped halfway through his words, and his fingers tapped the void, and Xiaolong's figure appeared.

"Hmm!"

After the little dragon appeared, he held a sword with only the hilt in his hand, an expression of disbelief in his eyes, and a disobedient sound came out of his mouth.

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