"Iron Pot Gang, Jian Feng, ask for advice on the Blood Sword 'Flying Blood' move!"

As soon as the words fell, a young figure had already appeared on the battle platform, and it was Jian Feng.

In Jian Feng's hand, he was carrying an iron pot.

"It's our Iron Pot Gang!" The members of the Iron Pot Gang were all in good spirits.

The Iron Pot Gang can be said to be a force at all! In the entire Chaos Realm, no matter who it is, as long as they pick up the iron pot to fight, they are members of the Iron Pot Gang.

"Where did the nameless rat dare to challenge me?" Flying Blood scoffed disdainfully.

Jian Feng followed Jian Lao all the year round, lived in seclusion in Lanjie Peak, and almost did not walk in the endless chaos, so although he was Jian Lao's grandson, no one knew him.

But......

As the grandson of the sword elder, even if he is not spiritual enough in the way of the sword, he is also a genius of "once in a hundred epochs——", although he is far inferior to Xu Ming, but it is much stronger than taking off blood.

"Hmph!" Jian Feng snorted coldly, showing his true cultivation, "I, the first order of the Xuanhuang Realm, you have just broken through the Xuanhuang Realm—— with my cultivation, I should be qualified to challenge you!"

"Xu Ming didn't dare to come to the battle, but you kittens and puppies jumped up and down!" The disdain on Feixue's face was even stronger, "In that case, I will teach you a good lesson as you wish!"

"Brother Ming doesn't dare to fight?" Jian Feng sneered in his heart, but he didn't say anything - you know, even his grandfather Jian Lao had just been slapped away by Xu Ming, and what was the flying blood in front of him?

Of course, Jian Feng is very clear: Xu Ming is not afraid to fight, but he doesn't disdain to fight at all!

But...... Xu Ming disdains to fight, but Jianfeng wants to help Xu Ming, the pot bully, and fight for his reputation back!

"To deal with you, why should Brother Ming take action personally!" Jian Feng sneered, "I, the iron pot to help Jian Feng, is enough!"

Rumble!!

Jian Feng didn't say anything more, and directly slapped the flying blood in a pot. It seems to be a very ordinary pot, but it directly blocks the space of the entire battle platform.

"Huh?" Feixue's face changed, and there was a solemn look in his eyes - just as soon as he made a move, he saw that his opponent was by no means simple! Suddenly, Feixue didn't dare to despise it anymore.

"Kill!!" The sword intent of flying blood was extremely powerful and full of murderous aura.

In an instant, Jian Feng felt as if he was in an endless sea of blood. A scarlet sword light swept straight across the head of Sword Peak.

Jian Feng's eyes narrowed slightly: "I also have some skills!"

The blood sword "Flying Blood", after all, is not a waste of fame, but still has some real skills.

"If I only use the pot, it's really hard to be his opponent!" Jian Feng said secretly.

However, Jian Feng remembered Brother Ming's teachings - the role of the pot is mainly to overwhelm the opponent in momentum, not as a main battle weapon!

Therefore, Jian Feng directly blocked this scarlet sword with the pot, and at the same time, a sharp sword appeared in his other hand - although Jian Feng lacked spirituality in the way of the sword, it did not mean that his swordsmanship was weak! At least, it was only stronger than Flying Blood!

After all, Jian Feng's swordsmanship was taught by a sword veteran!

Bang!!

While blocking the blood sword in one pot, the sharp sword of Jian Feng had turned into a strange poisonous snake, killing towards the flying blood.

"What!?" Flying Blood was shocked - of course he could see that the attainment of the sword of Sword Peak was stronger than all of him!

Suddenly, Flying Blood didn't dare to attack recklessly, but withdrew the blood sword to resist the sword of Sword Peak.

At this time, the pot in Jian Feng's hand was slapped again!

"Damn!" Flying Blood was exhausted and had to resist the pot again.

Boom!Boom!Boom......

On the Divine Phoenix Battle Platform, the sword shadow and the pot shadow frantically smashed towards the flying blood. The murderous blood sword in Feixue's hand was so beaten that he couldn't raise his head at all.

And Jian Feng is getting more and more excited.

"Spirituality!"

Suddenly, Jian Feng realized —— his swordsmanship and lacked spirituality, but when he had a pot and a sword in his hand, he suddenly felt the so-called spirituality!

"All along, I felt that there was something missing in my swordsmanship......!" It's just one less pot!"

The sword is the main battle weapon, and the pot is the auxiliary weapon - after enlightenment, the attack power of the sword peak soars in an instant!

This is bitter and bloody!

The strength of Flying Blood is not as good as that of Sword Peak! Now that the strength of Sword Peak has soared, Flying Blood is naturally more difficult to resist!

Rumble!

After a sword blasted away the bloody sword of flying blood, the pot of Sword Peak arrived.

Syllable!

Poor flying blood was directly slapped out of the battle platform by a pot.

"What!?"

"What!?"

"What!?"

Everyone was amazed.

The members of the Iron Pot Gang were extremely excited, and their eyes were shining.

"It's too strong!"

"It turns out that using a pot can really be very strong!"

Originally, the members of the Iron Pot Gang had already doubted the actual combat effect of the pot, after all, when they used the pot, they didn't feel that the power was strong, and they were not invincible like Xu Ming.

And now, Jianfeng's "Sword Pot Match" has pointed out a path for the members of the Iron Pot Gang - it turns out that this is the correct use of the pot!

The pot should be used as an "off-hand weapon"!

Jian Feng stood proudly on the Divine Phoenix Battle Platform, looked down at the Flying Blood below the Battle Platform, and said contemptuously: "Flying Blood, you remember-Brother Ming, the pot tyrant, it's not that he doesn't dare to fight, but he disdains to fight with you! You can't even beat me, and you still want to challenge Brother Ming? Are you qualified?"

After Jian Feng finished speaking, he put away the sword, carried the iron pot, and was about to leave.

At this time, the members of the Iron Pot Gang gathered around one after another, looking at Jian Feng with adoration.

"Brother Hui", a core member of the Iron Pot Gang, even said: "Brother Feng, Brother Feng, do you know Brother Ming?"

Jian Feng said proudly: "Naturally know!"

"Brother Qiu Feng will take us to see Brother Ming's demeanor!" Brother Hui said.

"Brother Ming's demeanor, how can you see it when you say it?" Jian Feng said disdainfully, "The second stage of the Ten Thousand Domains Genius War is about to start! If you want to admire Brother Ming's demeanor, go to the scene to watch the battle!"

Brother Hui and the other members of the Iron Pot Gang all had their eyes lit up—yes! The second stage of the Ten Thousand Domains Genius War is about to begin!

......

Twenty days later.

The second phase of the Ten Thousand Domains Genius War is coming as scheduled.

Hundreds of millions of super geniuses from the 100,000 domains, under the leadership of a domain master, walked towards the arena in the Origin Holy Land.

"What a real genius meat grinder!" many powerful people sighed silently.

After the second stage, there will be no one of the top geniuses of the 100,000 domains!

However, the big waves washed the sand, and the rest was real gold.

"Xu Ming!" Huang Guguang looked at Xu Ming hatefully, and said, "In the second stage, there are many top geniuses, and most of them have broken through to the Xuanhuang Realm! You are so arrogant in the first stage, you will definitely be besieged in the second stage—— the siege of the Xuanhuang Realm is different from the Chaos Realm! In the second stage, you will die!"

(End of chapter)