The huge dueling arena, even if it is accommodating dozens of people, is extremely huge at this moment, even if any person below tries his best to run, I am afraid that he will not be able to run from this side to the end in three breaths.

Today's Xuan Soul Realm powerhouse is an existence that can shrink the ground into inches, but it still takes more than three breaths to be able to run over, and the size of the Holy War Platform can be imagined.

And at this moment, as if following everyone's excited hearts (qíng), Bai Junshan, who could only hear it above, spoke again: "This time the Eight Sects of the Great Competition, you do your best, don't have a rash incident that hurts people, otherwise whether it is about you or your sect, it will be (jìn) to stop the right of the sect to compete in a hundred years." ”

"This second round of competition is a team scuffle, one day, you can abstain halfway, that sect has more people left, that sect wins. ”

"Let's announce that the second round of this eight-sect competition will begin!"

When the words fell, I could only hear the already noisy crowd below, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering cheer, as if it was extremely penetrating, even if it was not close, the people who were waiting outside also heard the earth-shattering cheers, and suddenly, everyone's expressions also became extremely excited, and they stood on tiptoe to watch.

And at this moment, I saw that outside the Holy War Platform, on top of a tall tower, a terrifying light suddenly lit up, as if it was attracting everyone.

Everyone looked for the light, and the next moment, they saw that the light suddenly dissipated, and in its place was a picture.

It was a picture in the Holy War Stage, and there were bits and pieces of aura fluctuations floating on it, apparently created with a magic technique.

Seeing this, the people outside the Holy War Platform were still bored, and their hearts were all depressed, and suddenly, their expressions changed sharply, and their faces were suddenly filled with strong interest, and they looked at the picture that came out of the cast.

"Shadow Transmission Technique, such a boring method, is anyone still learning?" I don't know who complained, but at the moment, his words were not recognized.

Although they also thought that this shadow transmission technique was a boring trick, it was convenient for them at the moment, so that they could see the scene in the Holy War Stage.

As soon as their hearts moved, everyone felt happy.

This year's eight big competitions, compared with the previous ones, are really different.

Everyone looked at the figure cast (shè) in the picture, and they couldn't help but guess in their hearts.

And the people who entered the Holy War Platform yesterday (rì) all had smiles flashing in their expressions, and they pointed to the figures in the picture and introduced them to everyone early.

And at this moment, in the Holy War Platform, a group of disciples stood in the dueling arena of the Holy War Platform, their faces all flashed with strange expressions, looking at people other than their own sects, their eyes flashed with strong vigilance.

But among them, there is only one pair of people who are so exceptional.

Over there were Qin Feng and the second prince Bai Longyun from the direction of the Holy Sword Sect.

Qin Feng was an exception, because he didn't reveal any vigilance to anyone, and there was a light and calm look on his face, as if no one could mention his interest at all.

The exception for Bai Longyun was his eyes, which were staring at Qin Feng almost all the time, as if they were going to eat him, and other people couldn't fall into his eyes.

For a while, the scene on the side of the Holy Sword Sect was very delicate, and I don't know how long it was, everyone was in a stalemate, and there was no action to break such a deadlock until now.

And at this moment, Qin Feng looked at the people who were gathering towards him (shēn), and his expression was full of helplessness.

Almost at the same time, the people of the other sects, as if they had made an appointment, actually moved in the direction of the Holy Sword Sect, to be precise, towards Qin Feng, little by little.

Shaking his head helplessly, Qin Feng couldn't help but stretch his waist, as if he was moving his muscles and bones.

Looking at the group of disciples who began to move (shēn), the surrounding audience all had a glint on their faces, and their excited expressions were even more exuberant, but after a moment's effort, they could only hear that the entire Holy War Platform was filled with earth-shattering cheers, and they were very excited.

For no other reason, everyone below may become the first choice for this big competition.

And at this moment, looking at the (shēn) shadows that were gathering towards the people of the Holy Sword Sect, the audience's eyes were all flashing with excitement.

As if he felt the rè (qíng) of hundreds of thousands of spectators, he saw that in the center of the Holy War Stage, the disciples of the eight major sects were also completely ignited.

My heart moved, and I only heard one person Dragon King (diàn) have a human being: "It's really (rè) trouble this year, so many freaks gather together, I don't know what will happen." ”

"No matter what happens to him, anyway, Qin Feng of the Holy Sword Sect can only be defeated in my hands!" I could only hear him (shēn), a red-robed young man, looking at Qin Feng not far from him, his eyes flashing with a strong battle intent.

It seemed that the influence was great enough, but at the same time, almost among the eight major sects, the eyes of all the disciples fell on Qin Feng's (shēn).

Seeing this, Qin Feng's face only flashed helplessness, and then he was still moving his muscles and bones, and there was not the slightest fear on his face.

But Qin Feng didn't panic, it didn't mean that the disciples of the Holy Sword Sect weren't panicked either, but it was just an instant, and they could only see that they looked at the dozens of people rushing towards him, and their faces changed.

At this moment, I could only hear Ren Qingyun turn his head, look at Qin Feng, who was calm, and said, "Hey boy, you should give a reaction, otherwise how can you be worthy of them so sheng (qíng)?"

Hearing this, I saw the corners of Qin Feng's mouth rise, and then he finally stopped the movement in his hand, turned his eyes to look at the person in front of him, and then smiled: "The person who comes is a guest, I have to be ready, treat each other with courtesy!"

Qin Feng's voice was very soft, but it could accurately fall into everyone's ears.

In an instant, I saw that the expressions on everyone's faces were changing, and some people even looked at Qin Feng's (shēn) shadow, becoming more and more full of fighting spirit.

"This kid is too arrogant, isn't he?" Hearing Qin Feng's almost provocative words, the other disciples of the seven sects around him all flashed with a look of distraction on their faces, and then, seeing them, they suddenly accelerated their pace, directly crossed the high platform in front of them, and killed Qin Feng, and the coercion that permeated (shēn) swept over the sky.

The oppression made it impossible for the disciples to breathe.

And it seemed that he finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only hear Yu Qingyun open his mouth and say, "Qin Feng, how long are you going to pretend?" When the sect is destroyed, you will be happy, right?"

As if it aroused Qin Feng's curiosity, he saw a flash of doubt on Qin Feng's face, and then said, "What am I pretending?"

Shout!

And at the moment when Qin Feng's words fell, he saw only a brilliant light, flashing in this direction, and when he looked at it, it was actually a sharp sword, galloping towards the side of the Holy Sword Sect.

As if feeling this terrifying aura, she saw a flash of fear on Yu Qingyun's face, but in this instant, the sword light that flashed in this direction suddenly arrived in front of her.

Everything was so fast that she was barely given any time to react, nor did she have any time to escape.

In an instant, I saw a feeling of powerlessness and despair suddenly rise in her heart, as if asking herself, and said, "Are you going to be eliminated as soon as you come up?" ”

However, the desperate coercion couldn't help but make her worry about her safety again.

This sword is completely aimed at her, and if this blow continues, then there is no doubt that she will lose half her life.

At such a time, I saw Yu Qingyun's expression change greatly, and then I wanted to exclaim, but I found that I didn't even have this little time.

Closed his eyes almost in despair.

And at this moment, I could only see the spectators in the surrounding stands, and they all exclaimed, looking at the beautiful woman below, I couldn't help but feel a pity in my heart.

Such a beautiful girl is about to be eliminated as soon as she comes up, and she is inevitably too ruthless.

But the people in the middle turned their eyes and looked at the attacker, and their faces showed a look of understanding, it was actually the ghost of the Ghost King Sect.

In an instant, a lot of kung fu happened, and everyone had a lot of thoughts, and in the holy war platform, Yu Qingyun also closed his eyes in despair, as if he thought that he had no chance.

However, in the next moment, I saw that the Holy War Platform, which was still noisy, suddenly fell into a silent, deathly silence, as if there had never been a noisy situation.

And I don't know how long it took, Yu Qingyun couldn't feel any pain coming from herself, so she couldn't help but be puzzled, and then, I saw her slowly open her eyes.

At a glance, she was stunned.

I don't know when, next to my own (shēn), there was a shadow (shēn), thin but at the moment it looked extremely tall, as if it could hold up a piece of heaven and earth, the breeze blew, the white robe was blown and fluttered, so chic, long hair in a bundle, standing behind the head.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, the wind of the spirit sword, at this moment, froze in the hand of the (shēn) shadow, and he was no longer able to advance a bit, and naturally he could not hurt Yu Qingyun.

It seemed that half a century had passed, and Yu Qingyun was relieved from the shock.

However, before she could speak, she heard a voice from the front: "How long are you going to be in a daze?"

Only then did Yu Qingyun truly realize who the (shēn) shadow in front of her was.

It's nothing else, it's Qin Feng.

Just now, in the blink of an eye, I saw Qin Feng (shēn) flickering, and only in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Yu Qingyun (shēn), and easily reached out his hand, and held the spirit sword carrying terrifying coercion in his hand.

And at the moment when Qin Feng's words fell, he saw a flash in his hand, and suddenly threw the sword in his hand back, which was also extremely powerful.

The difference is that in this sword, there is a supreme and powerful kendo will.

The next moment, as if he felt this terrifying will, he saw that the people in the direction of the Ghost King Sect had a great change in their expressions, and all of a sudden, they were all running the hun (shēn) aura.

However, the speed of the sword was almost so fast that it didn't give them any chance to prepare, but in the blink of an eye, they reached the direction of the Ghost King Sect, and their formation was instantly dispersed by the sword intent.

Almost in an instant, the Ghost King Sect's lineage, which was originally still in good formation, was directly disrupted by this terrifying sword power, not to mention, the sword intent that diffused out was actually raging in the direction of the Ghost King Sect, so that several of them were not lightly injured.

And the reason for such a situation was just because Qin Feng almost didn't seem to use any force.