The magic power of space shifting is not something that ordinary people can learn, so Ling Feng told the little fat man not to use this thing as a last resort, otherwise he would be killed. 【Full text reading.】Fun * Reading / House ||

The three days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for the competition, and on this day, Ling Feng got up from the bed early, ready to go over to participate in the competition.

If he can get into the top 10 or even get the first place, then he will turn over and no longer have to look at other people's faces and be a handyman.

"The little fat man is up, don't sleep, the game is about to start. ”

Ling Feng dragged the sleeping little fat man up, and the other party was half-open, stunned for three seconds, and then fell on the bed again.

"It's really ......" Ling Feng was helpless, and slapped the other party's back, and the painful little fat man immediately jumped up.

"Hurry up and don't sleep, hurry over. ”

Ling Feng turned around and walked out, looked at the big sun outside, and thought to himself that he must play well today, and of course he couldn't let others see the anti-heaven magic he had cast......

After the little fat man came out, the two walked outside together, this was the first time they left this mountain, and they also met a lot of people along the way, these people were just like them, they were forced to join, and of course some were voluntary.

Some of them even had injuries and looked miserable, and the little fat man kept muttering, as if to say that his ancestral grave was smoking.

After a while, they came to the largest square, which occupied a hill, and I am afraid that it would not be a problem to accommodate 100,000 people.

At this moment, this place can be regarded as a sea of people, after all, there are tens of thousands of disciples in the Heavenly Mad Sect, and there will be elders attending this competition, and there are many elite disciples.

The two of them found a place to sit down, the little fat man looked around randomly, but Ling Feng kept sweeping over those elite disciples in the past, most of these people's strength was above the fourth or fifth level of the Demon Immortals, and there were not a few of them at the seventh or eighth level.

At this time, he saw Yang Qing in the crowd, and the other party was very dragged in front of them, but in front of those people, he looked very low-key, and from time to time he hugged his fists to meet him and stammered.

Ling Feng snorted coldly in his heart, retracted his gaze, and didn't look at the other party, he didn't have much affection for this Yang Qing.

As time passed, the scorching sun was about to come to an end, and the game finally began, and the first to play were two girls, both of whom were around the second or third level of the Demon Immortal, and the strength of the fight was not bad.

In the stands, there were still some elders of the Heavenly Madness Sect, all of them were arrogant, and they didn't take these two disciples in their eyes at all.

Soon the two of them decided the winner, and the next game continued, and after more than a dozen games in a row, it was the turn of the little fat man.

The little fat man's opponent is a scar-faced man, and the other party has the strength of the ninth level of the demon man, so he suppresses the little fat man. Emperor Leng loves alone, and the demon queen is rampant

However, the little fat man is not a vegetarian, and in desperation, the demon who was stunned by the ninth level lost his temper and finally retreated.

After the little fat man returned safely, Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and at this time, the referee called his name.

Ling Feng stepped onto the stage, and the same majestic disciple walked up, this person was wearing a green robe and a golden long sword at his waist, showing the identity of the other party.

"It's actually the seventh senior brother, that kid is dead. In the stands, those elite disciples shook their heads and said.

"Yes, Senior Brother Seventh already had the strength of the sixth level of the Demon Immortal many years ago, and it is not bad among us. ”

"By the way, that person seems to be Yang Qing's handyman?"

"Hmm. Yang Qing nodded and said indifferently: "It's just an ordinary handyman, if the seventh senior brother accidentally kills it, he will die." ”

If he heard this, he would probably be angry, and he would be cursed to death before he could fight.

Ling Feng could naturally see the strength of the other party, if he had done it before, he would have lost, but now, if he used all his strength, the other party would not be able to move even two moves.

"Boy, if you will kneel down and kowtow, I will spare one, or my sword will cut off your head. ”

The seventh senior brother said proudly.

"There's no need to kneel, but I'm afraid you won't be able to cut off my head. Ling Feng sneered, he took out an ordinary long sword in his hand, and he didn't dare to use his own god-killing sword, otherwise, he would definitely be killed.

"What a arrogant boy, today is your death day. A terrifying murderous aura erupted in the eyes of the seventh senior brother, and he conjured up a huge palm and slapped it, and the terrifying momentum shook the space.

In the face of this blow, Ling Feng's eyes narrowed, and then the corners of his mouth hooked a smile, his arm was raised, and the palm of the same hand was slapped over.

"Looking for death, you actually dare to fight against the seventh senior brother. An elite disciple smiled disdainfully.

Rumble!

The air wave swept up, and large pieces of rubble flew up all over the sky, and when the dust cleared, there were no two people in the same place.

"Where have the people gone?" the people wondered.

"Look, they're in heaven!"

With an exclamation, everyone raised their heads and saw the two figures flying in mid-air, although it was only a short stay, but it was enough to prove that the strength was very strong. Smuggling Daming

Looking at Ling Feng, who was on par with the Seventh Senior Brother, everyone wondered in their hearts, was this really just an ordinary handyman, even their Seventh Senior Brother could fight against him.

After the two of them landed, the afterimages kept flashing, some spells were also used, and the waves of flames kept colliding back and forth, and the fight was impressive, and some elders also watched it with relish, and secretly wrote down Ling Feng.

"Heaven Destroys!"

Suddenly, the seventh senior brother unleashed a powerful attack, only to see that after his sword slashed down, the space seemed to be about to be annihilated, and mysterious black spots continued to explode in the air, and finally swept Ling Feng's entire person into it.

"Humph!"

The seventh senior brother took a few steps back, stared at the explosion clearing with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: "My move of Heaven Annihilation is to kill people of the same level, and it is ...... for you to die under it."

As soon as he was halfway through his words, Senior Brother Seven's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost, and he looked ahead in disbelief.

"Ahem...... Aren't you happy too soon, I'm not dead yet? ”

Ling Feng's voice came, and a palm appeared in the deep pit, and then a black shadow flashed, and Ling Feng's embarrassed figure jumped out.

"Impossible! How could you not be dead!" the seventh senior brother said in shock.

Ling Feng patted his body indifferently and said lightly: "Because you didn't eat, you can't kill me, but I did, so I can kill you." ”

"Kill, kill me?" After the seventh senior brother came back to his senses, he suddenly sneered and said: "Even you, a little handyman, still want to kill me, and you are not afraid of being embarrassed when you say big things, I will be ashamed of Senior Brother Yang Qing." ”

On the stage, Yang Qing also felt a little embarrassed, he didn't dare to say that he could kill the seventh senior brother, Ling Feng, a miscellaneous servant, dared to say such a thing, wouldn't he be slapping him in the face.

"Ling Feng, hurry up and apologize to Senior Brother Seven, do you want to die!" Yang Qing said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and some sneers continued, but Ling Feng on the field did not speak with a calm face.

This Yang Qing is too hateful, obviously he is going to win, and he is afraid of offending this seventh senior brother, so let him admit defeat, this kind of person, don't do it.

Thinking of this, a cold light erupted in Ling Feng's eyes, and the broken long sword in his hand stabbed into the throat of the seventh senior brother.

"Bastard looking for death!" The seventh senior brother felt that his dignity had been offended, and it was really an unforgivable crime for a little handyman to want to kill him!

Bang Bang!

The ordinary long sword in Ling Feng's hand had broken several layers in a row, and the long sword of the seventh senior brother had already pierced his heart, obviously trying to kill him. Seven Swords Divine Sea

"It's not a pity to die!" said the seventh senior brother with a cruel smile, he had already determined in his heart that the other party would not be able to dodge his sword.

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth lifted lightly, and his feet kept retreating, and at the same time he slowly spoke: "It's not a pity that you die......"

After speaking, Ling Feng slapped out with a slam palm, and a circle of black ripples burst out from his palm, hitting the seventh senior brother's chest unexpectedly.

The whole world was silent in an instant, and the seventh senior brother's chest was pierced, his eyes widened, and there was no expression on his face.

"Seventh Senior Brother!"

The screams came out, and an elite disciple in the stands erupted with an icy killing intent, instantly sweeping towards Ling Feng's position.

"Humph!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, took a step back, just dodged the killing machine, and said calmly: "The rules in the game are that you can kill people, what, do you want to break the rules." ”

"Okay, very good, you little handyman actually dare to tell me the rules, I will make your death ugly in a while!"

The elite disciple laughed angrily a few times, and then sat back again, with a look of regret in his eyes.

The death of the seventh senior brother shocked some people, but some people just felt a little surprised, in their hearts, the seventh senior brother died at this time, who let him be careless and die in the hands of a miscellaneous servant.

"The game is over, Ling Feng wins,......" the referee said coldly, as if the dead Seventh Senior Brother was not their person.

Ling Feng's hanging heart was also let go, he thought that if he killed this seventh senior brother, there would be elders who would come out to kill him, but he didn't expect him to think too much, these people were really indifferent and ruthless.

The competition continued, but people looked at Ling Feng differently, after all, being able to kill an elite disciple meant that he was much stronger than them.

"It's strange, how do I feel a familiar aura about him......" a veiled woman whispered.

"Senior Sister Mo, do you mean that person just now?" beside her, a short-haired woman asked lightly.

Senior Sister Mo glanced at Ling Feng's position and nodded, but then shook her head again, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

She felt that Ling Feng had a familiar aura on her body because one of her maids had disappeared, but that aura was very weak, and she wasn't sure if the other party had had contact with the maid, so she wasn't sure.

But Ling Feng didn't know, he had already been noticed by that Senior Sister Mo, if he knew, he would have to leave here quickly, otherwise, knowing that he killed the other party's maid, it was estimated that he would not be far from death.

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