Ling Feng used the Thunder Running Hand and the Broken River Hand one after another, shocking the audience and knocking the pale golden-skinned disciple out of the ring.

At this moment, all the disciples who were watching the competition had round eyes, and their eyes moved with the trajectory of the pale golden-skinned disciple slipping, out of instinct, they would not stop until they saw each other fall to the ground.

"Hey!"

However, just when the pale golden-skinned disciple was less than half a zhang away from the ground, he suddenly let out a low roar, and his hand quickly reached out, and he slapped at the ring seven or eight zhang away.

A subtle pale golden vitality was discharged layer by layer, like the phantom of a long ladder, instantly connected to the ring.

Snore!

In an instant, the gold in the ring turned into a golden wind, and along the pale golden ladder phantom, lightning spread, and in an instant, it reached the pale golden-skinned disciple.

Boom!

Immediately afterwards, the pale golden-skinned disciple landed on the golden wind blowing from the golden ring, and the huge weight of his body smashed the golden wind downward, but it made this person not fall to the ground in the end!

"Huh?"

Seeing that the pale golden-skinned disciple was caught by the golden wind blowing in the ring at the last moment, Ling Feng's mouth opened wide in surprise, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.

The opponent's body was obviously out of balance and was about to fall to the ground, but with a effortless palm of his hand, he could absorb a golden wind and hold himself, which was really weird.

Sou!

Ling Feng was in amazement, the pale golden-skinned disciple suddenly raised his hand and slapped the golden wind under him, and the golden wind rolled up like a wave, rolling his body back into the ring.

The pale golden-skinned disciple stood in the ring again, looking at Ling Feng, who looked a little blank, and his expression couldn't help but be a little proud.

And until this moment, the many disciples who were watching under the ring had just recovered from the shock of the scene just now, and they all showed puzzled expressions, obviously many people didn't know what kind of superb spiritual skills the pale golden-skinned disciple was exerting.

So many people were stunned by their return to the ring, and after the light-golden-skinned disciples noticed it, they looked extremely satisfied, looked around at the disciples under the ring, and laughed proudly.

Then his gaze shifted to Ling Feng, and the proud smile turned into a contemptuous one, with obvious mockery.

"Wait!"

Seeing the other party's unscrupulous laughter, Ling Feng suddenly became a little angry, interrupted the other party with a raised hand, and looked up at the prison martial artist in the high air in the ring, "Hey, isn't he falling out of the ring?" ”

Hearing what Ling Feng said, the forty Martial Prison disciples looked at each other and actually talked in a low voice, as if they were discussing what had just happened very seriously.

After a while, the little leader of the prison martial arts looked at Ling Feng with condescending eyes, and said simply, "What's it?" He didn't hit the ground again. ”

"Huh?"

Ling Feng's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "But he extracted the golden iron spirit object in the ring, and he didn't fall to the ground when he destroyed the ring, is this okay?" ”

"Anyway, there are no restrictions on the door rules. Didn't you also drink tea, play chess and read yellow books in the ring? The little leader of the prison said with his nostrils pouted.

“……”

When Ling Feng heard this, his head was full of black lines, and he didn't reason with this little leader of the prison martial arts again.

The disciples of the prison martial arts are all Hua Shao Su Chenchang's subordinates, and if there is a problem with the people he arranged, the disciples of the prison martial arts will naturally be desperate to maintain it.

Glaring at the other party viciously, Ling Feng turned his gaze and looked at the pale golden-skinned disciple again, only to see the other party's body rushing up, raising his fist with a golden light, and attacking him again.

Seeing this, Ling Feng's eyes sank, condensed the vitality in his body, and the technique of the Thirteen Hands of King Kong flowed out in his mind, and he struck it out with one palm.

"Mountain Pioneer!"

As a low shout sounded in Ling Feng's mouth, the golden light outside his palm flickered, condensing into a hand knife the size of ten zhang.

Ling Feng slammed his hand knife horizontally, and the violent sword shadow descended like a waterfall, and the originally smooth as a mirror in the ring suddenly appeared a hand-shaped pit that was dozens of zhang long.

The body of the pale golden-skinned disciple who was rushing forward was also stunned by the shadow of the knife drawn by the hand knife, and then he actually fell into the hand-shaped pit of the ring impartially.

A crack appeared at one end of the pit, spreading rapidly towards both sides of the ring, and the entire ring was almost split in two.

Seeing this scene, the hundreds of thousands of disciples who were watching were all dumbfounded, and Ling Feng, the martial arts disciples in the ring, were even more stunned.

"You forced me to do this."

Ling Feng raised his head slightly, glanced at the martial arts disciples in the sky, and said with a cold expression.

Running thunder hand, broken river hand, mountain opener, the tenth, eleventh, and tenth hand of this King Kong Thirteen hands, one hand is more powerful than the other, Ling Feng has already cultivated a little bit a long time ago.

It can be said that in addition to the thirteenth hand humanoid King Kong, this move is a special extra-body incarnation spiritual technique, the mountain opener is the most powerful palm in the thirteenth hand of King Kong, as long as there is enough vitality support, it can really exert the power of opening mountains and breaking rivers.

After Ling Feng cultivated, only when dealing with Hua Shao's spiritual imprint, he successively played Thunder, Broken River, and Mountain Opening in one breath, except for that duel, he had never used these three powerful spiritual skills in front of anyone.

Originally, in this anniversary competition of Cheng Jinfeng, Ling Feng didn't plan to use too many tricks, if he could knock his opponent out of the ring with simple fists and kicks, he would definitely not expose the slightest spiritual skill.

However, after encountering the challenge of this pale golden-skinned disciple, especially when the other party returned to the ring with such a strange means and the supervising martial disciple ignored it, Ling Feng found that Hua Shao Su Chenchang's manipulation of this anniversary competition was simply too much to cover the sky with one hand.

"If I hadn't been too strong, I guess I wouldn't have been able to stand in this ring for a long time......"

Ling Feng was very "rational" and made a general judgment on this anniversary competition, and then looked at the hand-shaped pit in the ring, and found that the pale golden-skinned disciple had already climbed up with great difficulty.

This man was covered in mud, his head was bleeding, and he was lying in the ring panting, obviously not lightly injured.

Ling Feng grinned, walked briskly in front of the other party, and casually lifted him up.

"The pioneer of the mountain, the hand of the broken river...... These are all Vajra Thirteen...... The strongest spiritual technique in the hand, without enough vitality and mind, is absolutely ...... It's impossible to cultivate. ”

The pale golden-skinned disciple was listless and drooped his head, but he seemed to be very unwilling, his speech was intermittent, and he questioned Ling Feng, "You are only a cultivator at the peak of the Concentration Realm, how can you have ...... Unleash the full power of the mountaine's mind? No...... You must have hidden your strength, you can't be a monk at the level of the Body Spirit Realm......"

"Be smart!"

The reason why Ling Feng was able to rely on the mind of a refining level cultivator to cultivate such a devastating spiritual technique as a mountain pioneer was naturally because he had cultivated the Nine Lives Divine Skill and his mind had been expanded, but he didn't bother to say anything to his enemies, so he only replied coldly and casually.

Then, Ling Feng grabbed the body of the pale golden-skinned disciple and threw him directly out of the ring.

This time, the pale golden-skinned disciple no longer had the strength to perform his spiritual skills, and he fell to the ground without any suspense, his body kept spasming, and he was almost half dead.

And at the moment when the pale golden-skinned disciple landed, in Ling Feng's challenger team in the ring, a disciple whose palm was obviously larger than ordinary people suddenly moved, his palm shook, and a spirit rune appeared in his palm.

On this spirit rune, there are many runes engraved with mountains and rivers in dangerous areas, which is a kind of communication rune similar to the starry sky rune, but the transmission distance is not as far as the starry sky rune, and it is a kind of communication rune dedicated to the Three Emperor Stars.

Holding the communication spirit rune in his hand, the giant palm disciple's spirit moved, and a vowel sound was transmitted into the spirit rune: "Senior Brother Yuan and Senior Brother Wan are defeated. ”

After a pause, the giant palm disciple added, "Fiasco. His strength is too hidden, and I am no match for him. ”

After entering the vowels, the giant palm disciple's expression was as usual, and with a flick of his fingers very hidden, the communication spirit rune turned into an almost transparent streamer, almost unnoticed by anyone, and disappeared on top of Cheng Jinfeng.

When the giant palm disciple sent out the transmission talisman, Ling Feng's almost broken ring jumped on the challenger again, but compared to the pale golden-skinned disciple who knew the immortality of the Golden Emperor, his strength was much worse, and he was knocked down by Ling Feng in one move.

The challengers who went up later were not very brilliant, and they were basically defeated by Ling Feng with one move.

There were only more than a hundred challengers left, and they jumped into the ring one after another, and in a moment's effort, half of them were defeated by Ling Feng.

At this moment, there were only forty or fifty challengers left in Ling Feng's ring.

Du Yue'er, Qin Yao, and the dumb Taoist priest Kong Yuzi had a little more follow-up challengers, but they were only around seventy or eighty.

A total of more than 40,000 people participated in the Chengjinfeng anniversary competition, the early stage of the competition is about to end, and the curtain of the final showdown is slowly opening.

Shout!

Suddenly, an imperceptible glimmer of light flashed in the sky of Cheng Jinfeng, landing in front of the giant palm disciple who had sent out the transmission talisman before.

The giant palm disciple grabbed the glimmer of light, and a majestic vowel sound suddenly entered this person's mind: "Directly abstain, don't beg for a fight." ”

Hearing this voice, the giant palm disciple's eyes moved slightly, and he took a deep breath.

At this time, one of the challengers in front of him happened to be knocked out of the ring by Ling Feng, this person did not hesitate, and immediately jumped into the ring.

"Body Spirit Realm!"

As soon as the giant palm disciple appeared in the ring, Ling Feng ran the Dragon Breath Technique, and instantly realized that the other party was actually a mid-stage cultivator in the Body Spirit Realm!

If it is said that the disciples of the Yuan Spirit Realm Dacheng are very rare on Chengjin Peak, then it is basically impossible for the disciples of the Body Spirit Realm, and also the middle stage of the Body Spirit Realm, to appear in Chengjin Peak.

"This flower is small, and it is too exaggerated to arrange for a disciple in the middle stage of the Body Spirit Realm to deal with me in the Chengjin Peak anniversary competition, right?" There was a hint of annoyance in Ling Feng's heart.

The opponent in the middle stage of the Body Spirit Realm, Ling Feng did not have a precedent for defeating him, however, the opponent's brazen appearance in the Cheng Jinfeng Anniversary Competition Ring to challenge him was simply vexatious!

With these dissatisfied emotions, Ling Feng looked at the giant palm disciple, his gaze swept over his palm, and said sarcastically: "Yo, Your Excellency's hands are really big, you must have cultivated extremely powerful spiritual arts, right?" However, have you ever felt that spending less is too much? Why didn't he just challenge me in the ring himself? ”

"I throw in the towel."

Sou!

Unexpectedly, the Giant Palm disciple ignored Ling Feng's provocative words, and actually simply said three words and jumped out of the ring.

This person was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Body Spirit Realm, his body technique was fast enough, and Ling Feng was ready to fight with him, and he didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to jump out of the ring.

As a result, the giant palm disciple fell steadily to the ground and successfully admitted defeat......

Then, without looking back, this person burrowed into the crowd of onlookers and disappeared.

(End of chapter)