Chapter 989: Death God Shura Clouds Flying

The little girl in the audience before, as a matter of course, seemed to know this result in advance.

I couldn't help but turn my head to look at my grandfather.

"I'll just say...... He's pretending. The little girl blinked.

The old man was obviously a little stunned, and after a while, his cheeks turned red, and he said in an old-fashioned manner: "I think it's you who are blinded, this kid is so despicable, he is not a martial artist at all." ”

"If there is a serious fight, this kid will definitely lose. ”

The old man clearly did not agree with the little girl.

However, the youngest daughter looked a little thoughtful, "momentum...... I could feel that the bald head was no match for him, even if he hit it hard. ”

Hearing this, the old man frowned.

Although his granddaughter is young, she is also a genius, and her eyes looked at Jiang Feng again, but she couldn't have looked away.

Is this kid still a hidden master?

"How so!?" asked the old man.

I saw the little girl biting her thumb, frowning and thinking for a moment, and finally came to a conclusion, "Because he is more handsome." ”

"I ......"

The old man was so angry that he slapped the little girl's head and dared to tease him.

The youngest daughter turned around and grimaced at him.

At this time, he was on the viewing platform in the distance.

The elders sat in their seats, watching the game together.

"I think this kid is too cunning!" a guard next to him dismissed.

Wan Yunshan shook his head at this time: "This is a wise move by him." ”

The guard was stunned for a moment.

"You're so optimistic about this kid!?"

"He is preserving his strength, there is no need to waste too much immortal essence power on a martial artist whose strength is not as good as his. ”

And hide your hole cards to prevent the opponent from preparing in advance, this son looks bohemian, but in fact, he has already calculated. ”

Hearing Wan Yunshan's words, the guards were obviously stunned for a moment.

looked at the audience a few times again, could it be that this kid is really like what Wan Xianguan said, hiding his strength with falsehood!?

He was skeptical.

Wan Yunshan knew what he was thinking, and he didn't open his mouth to explain.

Jiang Feng returned to his place.

It attracted the praise of many disciples of Wujimen.

Of course, there are also many people who don't care about it, thinking that Jiang Feng just used despicable means.

Martial artist of Xuanzong.

Dejected, he returned to his place.

"You still have the face to come back, and you actually lost to a stone boy!" a disciple of the Broken Xuanzong sneered.

The man's face is red and his ears are red.

"You...... Don't underestimate him, it's definitely not as simple as you think. He was annoyed.

The other person didn't give a damn about it.

"I think it's your waste, since you failed, don't say more, the guy who eats meat for nothing is useless at the critical moment. ”

The man spoke directly.

The other party was also obviously very annoyed, stomped his feet, and sat in one place to sulk.

Fast by, and the game is still going on.

Five or six games have passed in the blink of an eye.

"In the next competition, Wuji Gate Qing Mingyu will fight against the Purple Moon Sect. The elders began to announce.

The clouds are flying!?

Hearing this name, Jiang Feng's spirit was shocked, and he looked into the distance.

The black-robed man before slowly stood up, perhaps feeling Jiang Feng's gaze and looking at it at the same time.

Although the whole body is shrouded in black robes.

However, Jiang Feng could clearly feel that the other party showed a hideous smile at him.

"Don't be careless!" Jiang Feng turned his head to look at Qing Mingyu and said.

Qing Mingyu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Jiang Feng meant, "The Purple Moon Sect is not good, and its strength ranking is not as good as ours, so it should be very easy." ”

"No...... I'm afraid this time will be different, you should be careful. ”

Jiang Feng reminded.

Qing Mingyu looked at Jiang Feng with a solemn expression, as if he was not joking with him.

Be cautious now.

"I know!" Qing Mingyu nodded at Jiang Feng.

A little under his feet, a tall one flew up and landed firmly on the ring.

The surrounding audience erupted in cheers.

Especially the male disciples, they all shouted hard, shouting loudly at the top of their voices.

No matter where you are, beautiful women are always in demand.

"Agreed!" Qing Mingyu hugged his fists towards the man in black.

Yun Feiyang didn't respond, just stared at him indifferently, his voice was somewhat hoarse, "You're not my opponent, go down!"

"Oh! don't talk wildly!"

Qing Mingyu was stunned for a moment, and then a warm anger appeared on her face, and she wanted her to admit defeat with one sentence, which was simply impossible.

"Eat me first!"

The long sword in Qing Mingyu's hand shook, the cold light flickered, and the sword stabbed towards Yun Feiyang.

It's staggering.

The Heavenly Dao mark appeared at the center of his eyebrows, and a layer of mist rose from the long sword.

A sword seals the throat.

However, Yun Feiyang did not dodge or dodge, and his whole body was still shrouded in black clothes.

"Huh!"

Just when everyone on the left and right thought that Yun Feiyang was bound to lose, he suddenly raised his head, his arm raised, and his fingers flicked lightly on the long sword.

"Ding!"

After a loud sound, Qing Mingyu's complexion changed, and he immediately fell behind him.

"Tread, tread, stride!"

took three steps backwards with a face, and only then did he barely stabilize his figure, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

He's not alone.

The onlookers also gasped one by one.

The face is full of incredulity.

This cloud flying is so powerful, with the power of one finger, it can repel Qing Mingyu's sword with all his might.

"This ......"

Qing Mingyu was also shocked.

Fortunately, she was prepared, otherwise she would definitely be bounced out.

"I do have some ability!" Yun Feiyang's hoarse voice sounded very harsh at this time.

"Who the hell are you!?"

"You don't need to know!"

Qing Mingyu's eyes sharpened, and the cold color on his face was revealed, "You must be defeated today!"

After Qing Mingyu finished speaking, his whole body exuded a powerful sword intent.

"Flowing flowers!"

Her whole body jumped up, her fingers pinched, and the power of the fairy spirit flowed in her fingertips.

Countless long swords conjured up behind him.

Each one carries a powerful and terrifying aura, and the feeling alone makes people feel chills.

With a flick of his fingers, the long sword was windless and automatic, and it frantically attacked towards Yun Feiyang.

Countless long swords, with the whistling of the wind, came in a blink of an eye.

"I said, it's useless!"

Yun Feiyang shook his head helplessly, and his whole body suddenly exuded a powerful force, only to see black mist emerge from his body.

"People die and turn to ashes, and rivers of blood flow. ”

After saying that, the black mist suddenly went crazy, and then turned into a stinky sea of blood, forming a huge impact, and the long sword was swept by the blood flow, all of which were broken, turning into a little bit of immortal power, and disappeared without a trace.

The breath of death can be felt from afar.

Horror, death, and horror surround everyone's hearts, it's really terrible!

"Wait a minute, why is this scene so familiar, I wish I had heard of it!?"

"Have you heard of it!?, who the hell is he!?" someone asked.

The other party frowned, and suddenly remembered something and patted his head, "Death Asura." ”

(End of chapter)