After a moment, the Great Elder shouted with a gloomy face.

Subsequently, five sets of battle tables, the game continued.

On the viewing platform, the iron halberd god had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although it was not a good thing for Lin Feng to be an enemy of the imperial dynasty, Lin Feng's strength still made him very satisfied.

The second group of battle platforms.

The battle went on one after another, and the first round of ten battles ended, and soon the second round was reached.

In the first round, whether it was Lin Feng, He Yangjun and Fei Mad, they all easily crushed their opponents.

One point for each person.

In the second round of battle, Lin Feng soon played again.

This time, his opponent was a very strong young man with a long sword at his waist.

On the stage, the sturdy young man looked at Lin Feng, his face was slightly solemn.

"It's the Shadow Swordsman Huang Feiyang, I don't know if he can defeat Lin Feng!"

"Maybe it's possible, Huang Feiyang's one-handed Peerless Sword Technique, fast without a trace, is definitely a master second only to the top ten disciples. ”

In the audience, many disciples were discussing.

"Lin Feng, although your strength is very strong, it is unlikely that you want to defeat me!"

The sturdy young man Huang Feiyang was expressionless, and said in a deep voice: "Just let me see how strong your strength is!"

"You draw your sword!"

Lin Feng smiled slightly.

Huang Feiyang nodded, and immediately released his own stars.

This person's star is a silver long sword, rank eighth.

"Boom!"

The sword was unsheathed, the stars were released, and the aura on Huang Feiyang's body suddenly became extremely powerful.

After a few breaths, when the momentum on Huang Feiyang's body climbed to the peak, he took out his sword.

"Whew!"

I saw Huang Feiyang's hand shake, and an undetectable sword light flashed away.

The next moment, a distorted sword light suddenly appeared on Lin Feng's side and cut towards his waist.

Swish!

There was wind under Lin Feng's feet, and with a slight shake, his body shifted several meters, avoiding the sword light.

Woohoo!

Lin Feng's figure had just stood still, and three sharp sword lights cut it out.

The sword light was as thin as a hair, as fast as lightning, hidden in the void, and it would be difficult to find it if it weren't for Lin Feng's keen perception.

Laugh at!

The sword light cut through Lin Feng's figure, and the figure shattered instantly.

It's an afterimage!

Immediately, Lin Feng's figure was revealed more than ten meters away.

"What a quick move!"

Huang Feiyang was secretly shocked.

His swordsmanship is rarely dodged by anyone of the same level.

Martial artists whose strength is generally lower than him, he can solve it with just one sword.

"This Lin Feng is really powerful, his body technique is so extraordinary!"

“......”

The disciples watching from the audience were also amazed by Lin Feng's speed.

Stage.

"How do I see you hiding?"

Huang Feiyang shouted angrily, the long sword in his hand shook again and again, and his arm turned into countless afterimages

Woohoo woo blah

The sword light shone, the sword qi soared, and the dense and sharp sword qi cut vertically and horizontally, forming a large net that swept the entire battle platform.

Phew

Lin Feng was like a piece of catkins, shuttling and drifting in the Dao Dao sword qi, and he was at ease.

"This ...... How is that possible?"

Huang Feiyang's face could not hide the look of shock.

"Your swordsmanship is good, but your attack power is too weak!"

A faint voice sounded from Lin Feng's mouth: "What I am chasing is one force to reduce ten guilds, and to break ten thousand laws with force." ”

The next moment, Lin Feng's figure suddenly stopped and no longer dodged.

Roar!

The roar of the tiger resounded, and I saw Lin Feng's fists like fierce tigers, constantly bombarding out.

Boom!!

The tiger roared, its fists rushed, and in the blink of an eye, all sword qi was wiped out.

"Dragons walk the world!"

With Lin Feng's soft shout, a huge fist shadow pierced through the void.

Rise!

Above the shadow of the fist, there was a dragon phantom churning endlessly, and the sound of the dragon's groan shook the heart.

"Broken!"

Huang Feiyang's face became extremely solemn, and he held the sword in both hands and slashed towards the fist shadow like lightning.

Rumble!!

With a single collision, the roaring fist shadow, the strength was like a wild beast, and Huang Feiyang's figure was instantly shocked back dozens of meters, and fell directly under the battle platform.

"Agreed!"

Lin Feng nodded to the other party, and then walked off the battle platform.

Huang Feiyang stood under the stage, his face changed, and finally sighed helplessly.

The opponent's strength is far beyond his own, and he is already merciful.

Lin Feng's strength once again gave everyone a new understanding.

The strength he is showing now has the qualifications to compete with the bottom few of the top ten disciples.

"Humph!"

He Yangjun snorted coldly, with a sneer on his face.

"The higher you climb, the harder you'll fall!"

The game continued.

However, in the second group where Lin Feng was, because one person died, it was no longer possible to fight two or two in ten battles in one round.

Therefore, the last extra person is free to choose the opponent.

In the next three rounds of battles, Lin Feng won easily and effortlessly.

He's already scored five points.

During this time, he also met another disciple of the Imperial Dynasty.

But the man's face changed for a while, and in the end he didn't dare to go on stage, and decisively admitted defeat.

Oh!!!

At this time, around the fourth group of battle platforms, bursts of excited shouts suddenly erupted.

Lin Feng turned his head to look, and it turned out to be Nangong Linjue, who was opposite Mei Ling, who was ranked eighth among the top ten disciples.

Mei Ling is a tall and light woman.

Although his appearance is not as good as Duan Bingye, he is also very beautiful.

"Senior Brother Nangong, I won't let you win me easily!"

On the stage, Mei Ling was holding a long sword with a solemn face.

"One sword!"

Nangong Linjue was carrying a snowy long knife and said lightly.

In normal times, Nangong Linjue was still in the mood to play with Mei Ling, but at this time, he had already been aroused by Lin Feng's anger in his heart.

I'm not in the mood to play anymore.

"A knife?"

When Mei Ling heard this, her pretty face was cold.

The other party is too arrogant, right?

Even if you Nangong Linjue is strong, it is impossible to defeat me with one move!

"Let's take the knife!"

Nangong Linjue didn't want to waste time, so the long knife came out of its sheath and pointed diagonally at the ground.

Swish!

The next moment, Nangong Linjue's figure rose to the sky and slashed down with a knife.

"The sky is broken!"

Nangong Lin Jue let out a loud shout, and in an instant, a miserable white knife qi ten meters long tore through the air and slashed down in an instant.

This knife is extremely powerful, the knife is as fast as lightning, destroying everything and being unstoppable.

"What?"

Mei Ling's face turned pale suddenly.

This knife was too strong, this knife was too fast, he couldn't stop it at all.

Rumble!!

There was no accident, just a knife, Mei Ling was slashed out and fell far under the battle platform.

A trace of crimson flowed from the corner of Mei Ling's mouth, and even the robe on her body was torn by the knife qi, revealing a large area of delicate skin.

Defeating Mei Ling with one sword, Nangong Linjue turned around and walked off the battlefield.

"It's so powerful!"

"It's really strong, I defeated Mei Ling, who is also one of the top ten disciples of the outer sect. ”

The crowd was shocked.

Nangong Linjue deserves to be the first in the outer gate, and his strength is terrifying.

In the previous game, most of the disciples who met Nangong Linjue directly admitted defeat.

The few disciples who did not admit defeat were also defeated by Nangong Linjue with one palm, and no one could let him show his true strength.

Now, facing the eighth Mei Ling, Nangong Linjue's strength is unimaginable.

Lin Feng looked at Nangong Linjue's back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This person is indeed not weak!

At this time, even far away on another mountain.

The six princes, who were paying attention to the game, all had a rare smile on their faces.

Nangong Linjue is good, and he can focus on cultivating it in the future

(End of chapter)