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More than half an hour passed in a flash, and the competition also kicked off, just like the ordinary competition, the order was drawn before the game to determine the order of appearance.

Due to the large number of participants, the whole competition was divided into ten groups at the same time.

Ling Feng was assigned to the eighth group and taken to the designated area, but although he was divided into ten groups, there were still nearly two hundred people in one group.

Ling Feng's draw was eighty-nine, that is, he had to fight against someone who also drew eighty-nine.

Ling Feng had already observed the people who participated in the battle, and there was no special pressure on him, so he was not worried, and simply found a place to sit cross-legged and wait quietly.

Since it was a preliminary round, the participants were mixed and uneven, and soon half of the weaker ones were eliminated.

Ling Feng only added a game in the middle, the opponent was a fat man, his cultivation was not low, and he was also a martial artist, but his strength was not very strong, Ling Feng knocked him out with just his body.

However, after the preliminary round, the remaining strength has been relatively improved.

At the beginning of the second round of competition, Ling Feng still drew eighty-nine, which made Ling Feng raise his eyebrows, but he didn't particularly care.

At the moment, though, he noticed someone.

This person is about twenty-four or five years old, which is quite small among all the participants, but he is completely different from others, and after drawing lots, he directly found a place to sit down, and there was no expression on his face.

And within a meter around him was a vacuum, no one approached him, and the whole scene seemed a little weird.

And the eyes of the others who looked at this person were also strange, and Ling Feng also read the slightest hint of jealousy and fear from their eyes.

Ling Feng had observed his competition before, the weapon he used was a sword, and with just one sword, he defeated his opponent, which made Ling Feng unable to see his depth.

And the man also seemed to notice Ling Feng's observation, opened his eyes and glanced this way, then nodded at Ling Feng, Ling Feng also nodded politely at him, and then the person closed his eyes again, ignoring Ling Feng.

Shaking his head, he didn't care about it, he also found a place to sit down, and waited quietly.

"Eighty-nine. After about half an hour, someone from above shouted, Ling Feng stood up when he heard the words and walked onto the battle platform, and the cold-faced man actually stood up at this time.

"This kid is miserable, he actually drew this evil star. Seeing the cold-faced man standing up, everyone couldn't help but show a sympathetic look towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng frowned, he was also a little jealous of this man, because he was the only one in this group who couldn't see through himself.

The cold-faced young man walked onto the battle stage and also glanced at Ling Feng, who found that his eyes were as calm as water, without any emotional fluctuations, and there was no expression on his face, giving people a faint chill.

"Cold wind, Shura Sword, please advise. The cold-faced man said very little, and he said his name and cultivation of swordsmanship in eight words.

"Well, what's going on? Seeing the cold wind like this, the people below all showed surprised looks.

Because they all know the cold wind, he is very withdrawn, he never interacts with others, and when he competes with others, he never says a word.

And his strength is amazing, and no one under Tianwu is his opponent.

As for his origin, no one can say clearly, only that he suddenly came to Tianyun City three years ago, and after that, he looked for people everywhere to compete, even if it was a person from the four major families, as long as his cultivation did not exceed the ninth level of the earth martial arts, no one was his opponent.

Some people once speculated that he might be a disciple of a big family, and he came to Tianfeng City mainly to practice, and no one knew if it was true or not.

"Feng Ling, Flame Halberd Technique, please advise. Ling Feng didn't dare to be careless, this person put a lot of pressure on him, and he was not sure to win against him.

As for his name, he said it on purpose, after all, someone was secretly calculating himself, and he didn't want to use his real name.

In addition, in order not to let people discover their situation, he also deliberately made a simple disguise of his appearance, and also covered up the mark on the center of his eyebrows.

"The competition begins. The referee below shouted loudly, and at the same time activated the prohibition of the battle platform so as not to hurt the people below.

"Zheng!" As the referee's voice fell, a sword roar resounded through the battle platform, and in Ling Feng's eyes, the whole person of the cold wind changed at this moment, and it was almost like two people before.

It's like a sword out of the box, and it's impossible to look at it directly.

However, in the eyes of others, Leng Feng is just drawing his sword, and there is not much change from before.

Seeing this, Ling Feng's eyes also lit up, his halberd technique had just been completed, and he needed a real battle to sharpen it, although the following people had good cultivation, but their martial arts skills were too poor, and they couldn't sharpen it at all.

And this cold wind is different, his strength is probably no worse than his own, which makes him also ignite the desire to fight.

Then, with a flick of his right hand, Fang Tian's halberd appeared in his hand.

"What kind of weapon is this?" and as soon as Ling Feng Fang Tian's halberd came out, a voice of doubt immediately appeared below, because they had never seen such a strange-shaped weapon.

"I haven't seen ...... either"

Leng Feng didn't have any indication of Ling Feng's weapon, his eyes were still sharp, and he said slowly, "You strike first." ”

He didn't mean anything else when he said this, it was just as simple as wanting Ling Feng to strike first.

"Good. Different from the feeling of Feng Wuxian when he fought against him, on the contrary, he felt that Leng Feng was respecting himself by doing this, so he didn't think much about it, and with a kick of his right foot, Fang Tian's halberd suddenly stabbed out, like a golden dragon rising up and pounced on Leng Feng.

Leng Feng's eyes lit up when he saw the power that came with Ling Feng's halberd, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, which had no emotion.

However, what is strange is that he did not dodge or dodge, and stood stupidly in place.

Just when everyone couldn't figure it out, Ling Feng suddenly made a move that they couldn't understand even more, because the cold wind was obviously directly in front of him, but his Fang Tian Painting Halberd suddenly slashed towards him before it was about to stab the cold wind, but there was no one behind him at all.

But just when others couldn't figure it out, a metallic sound of "ding" came.

The next moment, the figure of the cold wind appeared behind Ling Feng, the long sword in his hand touched the Fang Tian painting halberd in Ling Feng's hand, and the cold wind behind Ling Feng turned into a phantom and slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

"It's an afterimage?" Everyone widened their eyes, looking at this scene in disbelief, and wondering if it was themselves, if they could take the sword of the cold wind so quickly.

But at the same time as the shocked cold wind speed, everyone also showed curious eyes towards Ling Feng, being able to find and block the cold wind sword, which showed that Ling Feng's own strength was also quite strong, and at least it would not be worse than cold wind.

They all knew the cold wind, but Ling Feng had never seen it, and all kinds of speculations appeared in their hearts for a while.

"You're good. A smile appeared on Leng Feng's face, and he slowly spit out these three words, and then, his right hand shook slightly, and suddenly Ling Feng felt a huge force coming from above Fang Tian's halberd, making him almost unable to grasp it.

"What a subtle means. Ling Feng was secretly surprised, because he only saw that the cold wind was shaking slightly, and it emitted such a terrifying power, which couldn't help but remind him of his strength, and an astonishing power erupted in every inch.

But when he thought about it, he couldn't.

Immediately activated his true qi to protect his hands, and only then did he unload this huge force, but before he could react, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, and then he saw the cold wind in front of him disappear.

"This ......" Ling Feng's eyes widened, knowing that he had been using his Divine Soul to lock his body before, and he had escaped from his Divine Soul Lock at an astonishing speed, although he could do this, he couldn't do it in such a short period of time.

In other words, this person's attainment in body method may not be lower than his own at all.

However, Ling Feng didn't panic, and turned around with a halberd, but this time, he used the "Lock Heaven Halberd", and all of a sudden, the shadow of the halberd covered the cold wind.

"Ding!" There was another crisp sound, and the shadow of the halberd disappeared, the tip of the halberd touched the tip of the sword, and then the two of them stepped back at the same time.

"You eat my halberd too. Ling Feng was a little unhappy that he was suppressed in this process, and as soon as he stopped his body, he instantly burst out, and the long halberd in his hand danced, and suddenly a fire dragon roared on top of Fang Tian's painting halberd.

This halberd fused the Flame Halberd Technique and the Halberd Thorn, which was the strongest blow that Ling Feng could perform at the moment, and its power was so strong that even a martial artist in the Heavenly Martial Realm would not dare to resist it.

After Leng Feng saw this blow, his face showed an even more excited expression.

But the next moment, he closed his eyes, and at the same time stood the long sword in front of him, and just when everyone didn't understand what he was going to do, he suddenly opened his eyes and spat out the words "Shura kill!"

These three words did not have any emotion, as if they came from the Nine Hells, which made everyone present can't help but shiver.

Then he slowly stabbed out the long sword, the speed was indeed very slow, but Ling Feng found that countless skeletons and dead bodies suddenly appeared behind the cold wind, and rushed towards him frantically.

"Hmph, give me a break. Ling Feng knew that these were just illusions, so he was unmoved, Fang Tian's halberd stirred, instantly stirring those skeletons and dead corpses into pieces, and at the same time, Fang Tian's halberd castration did not decrease, stabbing straight into the center of his eyebrows.

However, the next moment, the figure of the cold wind slowly dissipated in front of him like smoke and dust.

Then, the world before him also changed, the sky turned red, the earth turned red, like a world of blood, countless skeletons and corpses poured out from under the ground, and pounced on him.

"This is ......" Ling Feng's heart was shocked, he knew that this was not an ordinary illusion, it could be an illusion.

Illusion is different from illusion, illusion is something infinitely close to reality, and it is not something that can be broken through with a firm mind.

And this kind of illusion can only be used by supernatural powers, such as the divine illusion he mastered, that is to say, he has been hit by a magical power similar to divine illusion.