Facing the seventh-order pinnacles that came to power one after another, it was becoming more and more difficult for Chu Feng to maintain his advantage, but he still kept winning. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He won nine more in a row, and everyone was so shocked that everyone took their breath.

Winning nine seventh-order peaks in a row, is this person a monster?

Looking at Chu Feng, who was standing in the middle of the arena with no change in his expression, everyone couldn't suppress the shock in their hearts.

Although Chu Feng's clothes were all tattered at this time, his body was full of scars, and the dripping blood was sprinkled all over Yaotai.

All his hole cards have gradually been known by everyone, the peach blossom that advances and retreats freely, the ice that freezes everything, the speed that is extremely fast, the sword intent that breaks through time and space, the incomparable body, the exquisite calculation of the moves, the control of the true qi, the superb grasp of the timing, and the supreme courage to dare to think and do.

These are the things that that young man has, and every genius begins to reflect on himself, reflecting on why he occupies the unique cultivation environment of Kunlun, but he is so much worse than this young man in the outside world.

There were only the last two battles left, and if Chu Feng defeated both of them, then he would win all of the thirty-six battles. Winning thirty-six games, not only will Chu Zi'er be able to have three days, but he will also be exempted from all guilt.

What to do?

Do you still want to play at the peak of the seventh order, or change Ling Chunxue, the first is not as good as one of the three people Mo Daochi?

Everyone looked at each other, and for a while, no one came on the field to challenge.

Ling Chunxue naturally noticed everyone's gaze, she shook her head slightly and said, "We have all estimated in our hearts, if this young man starts a war with us in his heyday, although we can't say that we have no chance of winning, but the chance of winning is small. Now that his true qi is about to run out, we will play again, although it is a must-win situation, but we will not be able to pass our own level after all. ”

First, it is better to nod with Mo Daochi.

These powerful people naturally have their pride, especially in this kind of one-on-one battle, they want a fair and hearty battle more than victory.

Victory no longer means anything to them, but rather unscrupulous means in pursuit of victory, and in this environment, they cannot accept it.

Ling Chunxue's words represented the attitude of her and the first and Mo Daochi, the only three eighth-order in the contemporary era, and they would not end.

Although they all had the willingness to fight with Chu Feng, they were more looking forward to a prosperous Chu Feng, even if they were defeated, it would be better than defeating at this time.

Everyone looked at each other, and they were a little overwhelmed for a while.

Suddenly, a blue light came from the sky and fell on the Yaotai, which was the Fenghuan who had been defeated and left a long time ago.

Fenghuan glanced at the summer on the side, a little helpless.

Summer looked at Fenghuan, frowned, strode forward, and hooked Fenghuan's neck with his arms without avoiding the suspicion of men and women, dragged Fenghuan to the edge of Yaotai, and scolded sharply: "Feng is lacking, are you going to look for leaves?"

Feng Huan suddenly shrunk his neck, and said with a flattering smile: "Sister Tian, how can I?"

Summer snorted coldly, pushed Fenghuan to the ground, and said angrily: "Other people don't know what Ye Zi is capable of, what kind of temperament, can you not know? Although Qiu Yu was a little wronged today, it was no big deal, did you run to find Ye Zi with pure intention to get someone's life?"

Feng Huan was also stunned, sat on the ground and was stunned for a long time before he looked at Mu Qiuyu, and then slapped his head and shouted, as if he had just realized the seriousness of the problem.

He hurriedly stood up and said with a worried face: "Sister Tian, what do you say......?

Xia glared at Feng Huan fiercely, and then gritted his teeth and said: "You can't do it on weekdays, it's really bad to lack virtue, I'm just afraid that you will go to him, and when you leave, you specially arranged a formation just in case, but you actually broke it for me! I'm really ......" The more Xia said, the more annoyed he became, and he pointed at Feng Huan, "You just beg him not to be in a bad mood today, otherwise he will make a big fuss in a while, and you just wait to wipe your neck." ”

Feng Huan showed an embarrassed look, looked at the division commanders present, and said softly: "There are still a few seniors here......

Summer was really amused by Feng Huan, kicked Feng Huan, who was lying on the ground and refused to get up, and scolded: "If he starts to go crazy, who can stop him except Qiu Yu? ”

Feng Huan was dumbfounded, looking at Feng Huan's appearance in the summer, he was really helpless, and kicked Feng Huan with his foot, and said: "Get up, it's a big deal for a while I'll pounce on that kid and hug him, I don't believe he killed me together." Summer paused before adding, "Maybe he really cut me down." ”

"Sister Tian......" Fenghuan was speechless.

The thirty-fifth was a blood-spilled one.

On the field was a seventh-order peak disciple of Yuque, Yuque's exercises were not only gorgeous, but also real, and they had always paid attention to killing, so the blood of both sides in this battle was constantly splashing like raindrops, turning into layers of rain curtains.

When this genius of Yuque was hit in the chest by Chu Feng at the cost of a deep and visible injury on his left arm, and he spat blood and rolled out, he had to admit defeat and heal.

Because of this punch, Chu Feng didn't leave a back hand, and directly punched his viscera to shatter, and his sternum was dented, if it was too late, he was afraid that it would leave a serious Dao injury.

Yuque's genius left the enchantment, and only Chu Feng stood alone in the field.

Chu Feng stood proudly, completely unconcerned that the wounds all over his body were slowly flowing outward, dripping all over Yaotai.

Chu Feng's breathing was heavy and rapid, muddy.

He was already at the end of the crossbow, and this was the case with the wheel battle, although he would not be too seriously injured in the face of any seventh-order peak disciple alone, but he couldn't stand the group taking turns.

Chu Feng didn't have any complaints, he just stood proudly, he thought that there was one last game, and the last one was the key to victory or defeat.

His eyes looked around, and then he said in a deep voice, "Who else?"

It was the first time he had opened his mouth to challenge, not because he wanted to provoke, but because his consciousness had begun to blur.

He is unwilling to let time drag on any longer, and delaying time at this moment is the most disadvantageous choice for him.

He had to end the fight before all the injuries on his body erupted, or how would he fight when his consciousness was completely blurred?

No one answered for a long time, and the many little girls in Yaochi looked at Chu Feng with admiration, appreciation, support, and unbearability.

Especially the little girls who teased Chu Feng at the beginning, they watched Chu Feng carry Chu Zi'er, who had lost her vitality, and walked up the Yao Chi step by step along the steps, pious and full of respect.

Although Chu Feng and the Twelve Veins of Kunlun are fighting at this moment, these simple girls, who are longing for a hero who loves them, undoubtedly regard Chu Feng as a representative of this heroic figure. Although he couldn't say it, he was silently cheering Chu Feng in his heart, hoping that Chu Feng could win the last battle.

In the last one, no one played, and I don't know if he was shocked by Chu Feng, who was covered in blood and looked as hideous as a demon, or if he was bent on delaying time until Chu Feng, who was seriously injured, was unable to support him.

Xia frowned, she hurriedly walked to Ling Chunxue's side, lowered her voice and said, "Senior sister, you can get out." ”

Ling Chunxue was slightly stunned, and when she saw a hint of anxiety in Summer's expression, she said in some astonishment: "Ye Zi ......"

Summer nodded.

Ling Chunxue frowned, and said angrily, "Which mouthy guy is it?"

Ling Chunxue said as she couldn't care about her pride, and just as she was about to leave the game, Xia Xia had already smiled bitterly: "It's late, it's too late." ”

Ling Chunxue looked back and saw a young man in black walking slowly in the sky.

The ordinary figure of the young man somehow gives people a sense of skinnyness, as if it were a strange stone.

Although the young man's face is not handsome, it has a unique style, and the lines of his facial features are a little stiff and abrupt, as if they were chiseled out with an axe and knife.

His expression was flat, as plain as if it were stagnant water, or more like stagnant water.

He walked slowly, but in an instant, he went from the edge of the sky to the top of the yaotai. He slowly walked to Zhaoyang's side and looked at Mu Qiuyu who was sleeping in Zhaoyang's arms.

There was finally a bit of life in his eyes, a thousand tenderness, like a dead tree suddenly growing fresh shoots.

He slowly stretched out his hand, stroked Mu Qiuyu's head, and asked softly, "Who?"

Zhaoyang was stunned for a long time, she really didn't expect this person to come.

But what if he comes?

Could he be able to go down and duel with Chu Feng?

"He?" the man didn't wait for Zhaoyang's reply, turned his head to look at Chu Feng, who was bathed in blood in the field, and said.

Zhaoyang didn't know how to reply for a while.

The man had already withdrawn his hand that was gently caressing Mu Qiuyu's head, turned around slowly, and then walked off the field, as if he was going to be the last challenger.

"Those below the middle of the seventh order are not allowed to challenge. Zhao Qingxun repeated.

There was a burst of laughter in the middle of the room, and the laughter came from among the disciples of Yuque.

The man turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Zhao Qingxun's body.

Zhao Qingxun suddenly felt a piercing chill, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

And those wanton laughter also faded away, for they saw death in the cold light scattered by that glance.

The man snorted coldly, walked down slowly, looked at Chu Feng, and then said extremely casually: "You coerced Qiu Yu?"

Chu Feng naturally wouldn't deny that this was also an opportunity to clear Mu Qiuyu's involvement, so he nodded.

"Did you hurt Qiu Yu?" the man's voice suddenly became heavy as if the gas had condensed into a solid.

Of course, Chu Feng couldn't betray Zhaoyang, so he nodded again.

"Good. After the man finished speaking, his originally dull eyes suddenly burst into a little light.

But just this light has already chilled everyone's hearts.

Summer closed her eyes in some despair, unwilling to look any further.

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