Liu Feng looked at the red flying sword suspended above Sun Zhen's head, and felt difficult to deal with for a while.

"Liu Feng, if you can force me to use a flying sword, you are still the first person. But as soon as my flying sword comes out, you only have to admit defeat and die. Sun Zhen looked at Liu Feng with a proud look on his face.

"What? It turned out to be a mysterious and unpredictable flying sword that claimed to kill people in the invisible. This Sun Zhen is definitely our great enemy. ”

"And a person with high skill can kill the enemy's head thousands of miles away. ”

"At this moment, Liu Feng is afraid that he has only one way to admit defeat, otherwise his life will not be saved. ”

"As soon as the flying sword came out, it was simply invincible, and I couldn't think of any other means for Liu Feng to crack the flying sword. ”

The martial artists in the contestant area were shocked when they saw Sun Zhen use the flying sword, even the people who were originally optimistic about Liu Feng had no confidence in Liu Feng.

"This Sun Zhen is hiding so deeply, I'm afraid that even his master doesn't know that he has such a means. Can you find a way to get him under my wing? "On a special stand, the Emperor of Qingyu Kingdom asked the City Lord of Litian City.

The city lord of Tiancheng frowned, and said a little helplessly: "Your Majesty, this task, I'm afraid Weichen can't complete it." Think about it, can it be our turn to choose such an amazing and brilliant character? I'm afraid that he has already been taken by the big names of the Tianyuan Sect. ”

"Alas, it's also true, even if he wasn't favored by the big men of the Tian Yuan Sect, he wouldn't choose us himself. The emperor listened to the words of the city lord of the Heavenly City, and a look of loss appeared on his face.

The City Lord of the Heavenly City looked at the emperor's expression, sighed, and retreated to his seat.

At this time, on the ring, Liu Feng had been slashed all over his body by the flying sword, and patches of blood appeared on his clothes.

"Damn, isn't there a way?" Liu Feng looked at the flying sword that shot at it, and secretly thought about countermeasures in his heart.

"Liu Feng, I advise you to admit defeat! Sun Zhen looked at Liu Feng who was dodging around, with an inexplicable taste in his tone.

"If you want me to throw in the towel, you have to be stronger. With your current attack power, it won't make me give up the game. Liu Feng gritted his teeth while dodging, he felt that his strength was slowly passing away.

"Well, since you want to die, don't blame me. When Sun Zhen heard Liu Feng's words, his face became gloomy, he urged his spiritual power, controlled the flying sword, and attacked Liu Feng more quickly.

Liu Feng suddenly felt the pressure increase greatly, and he felt that the red flying sword seemed to turn into an angry dragon, slashing towards him at lightning speed.

Liu Feng quickly swung his fists, and the golden light on his fists became even more dazzling, like a golden flame burning. He kept slamming his fists at the flying sword. A violent spark erupted between the two.

Helplessly, the speed of the flying sword was too fast, and although he desperately swung his fists, blood still splattered out of his body.

"I can't go on like this! Otherwise, it won't be long before Sun Zhen comes to attack me, just bleeding, and I'm going to lie down first." Liu Feng said secretly in his heart, but for a while, he still couldn't come up with a way to deal with it.

"Liu Feng, if you really can't do it, you can admit defeat. Zhao Bochao looked at Liu Feng, who was covered in blood in the ring, and shouted loudly.

It seems that Liu Feng is about to admit defeat, otherwise if he continues like this, he will only have a dead end. ”

"That's it! If it were me, I wouldn't have thought of a way to deal with the flying sword. ”

"Liu Feng had better admit defeat quickly, winning or losing the game is still not important. ”

Many martial artists in the contestant area, looking at Liu Feng who was scarred in the ring, thought that he had only one way to admit defeat.

"Liu Feng, I'll give you the most chance again, admit defeat, or choose death. Sun Zhen's eyes burned and looked at Liu Feng, who was covered in scars. He repeatedly gave Liu Feng the opportunity to be numerous, firstly, because the imperial envoy Fei Jianshi was too consuming mental power, and secondly, because he admired Liu Feng's willpower and belief in martial arts.

"Haha! What else do you have, use it all, I will never admit defeat. Although Liu Feng's body was already crumbling, his words carried a firm belief that he would never admit defeat.

"Well, you didn't take the last chance yourself. When Sun Zhen said this, his spiritual power surged out, all poured into the flying sword.

The flying sword let out a crisp trill, followed by a red light, like a small sun burning. Sun Zhen's imperial envoy flying sword urged all his spiritual power, and the flying sword slashed out a dazzling red light five zhang long, stabbing at Liu Feng's body.

Liu Feng looked at the red flying sword that shot out, and suddenly thought of the broken sword that he had obtained in Chiyang City. At that time, he felt that the broken sword seemed to have some connection with spiritual power. Unfortunately, at that time, his cultivation could not use his spiritual power. Now it's different, as soon as his mental power moves, the broken sword appears in his hand.

Liu Feng found that the broken sword had turned into a small sword more than three inches long and shining with golden light. Liu Feng's heart moved, and he used his spiritual power to control the golden little sword, and the golden little sword was suddenly suspended in front of him.

At this time, Sun Zhen's flying sword had already stabbed in front of Liu Feng.

"Liu Feng!" Zhao Bochao looked at the flying sword stabbing at Liu Feng and shouted helplessly.

"It's over, I didn't expect a teenager with unlimited potential to end up like this. ”

"Alas, this may be the final destination of the warrior. ”

The many martial artists in the contestant area looked at the flying sword that burst towards Liu Feng and seemed to have seen his end. Many people felt a little pity for Liu Feng, and they also felt desolate for the final fate of the martial artist.

"Bell!"

The sound of a clash of gold and iron sounded, which lifted the spirits of many people. They hurriedly looked towards the ring. As people expected, the picture of Liu Feng's blood splashing on the spot did not appear.

At this moment, there was a small golden sword suspended in front of Liu Feng's body. It was it that resisted Sun Zhen's red flying sword.

"How is this possible? Liu Feng actually has a flying sword too. ”

"The flying sword can only be successfully refined through countless precious ores and countless heavenly and earthly treasures. ”

"When did the flying sword become so cheap?"

Many of the participating martial artists shouted in shock when they looked at the flying sword suspended above Liu Feng's head.

"Liu Feng, I didn't expect you to have a flying sword, you can hide it deep enough!" Sun Zhen looked at the flying sword above Liu Feng's head, and there was a light flashing in his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's have a showdown!" Liu Feng's voice revealed an indomitable momentum.

"Well, the final blow will decide life and death, victory or defeat. Sun Zhen also shouted loudly.