Chapter 639

"Why hasn't this person cultivated?"

"It seems to be a body refining martial artist!"

"Body cultivators should also have cultivation, right, do they specialize in physical cultivation?"

Many people looked at Li Feng with suspicious expressions. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the bottom of the stands, there was a referee's seat, where several people from the death row were seated.

One of the old men, whose hair was slightly gray, had a burst of blue light in his eyes, looked at Li Feng carefully, and said loudly: "The Fourfold Realm of the True Xuan Realm!"

The old man is the elder of the prison arena, a martial king powerhouse, who has cultivated a powerful pupil technique, and can clearly see the cultivation level and physical strength of the martial artist.

He sits in the prison arena, which is also to prevent someone from deliberately hiding his cultivation and coming here to collect money.

Otherwise, if someone deliberately hides his cultivation and fights with someone whose cultivation is lower than his own, it is cheating, and the death prison arena naturally does not allow this.

Hearing the old man's words, everyone suddenly realized that this person's physical strength was already comparable to that of the True Xuan Realm Quadruple Martial Artist.

Sou!

After leaning less, a middle-aged man with a cold face flew onto the battle platform,

"I'm here to fight you. ”

The middle-aged man was dressed in a green robe, tall and thin, and his cultivation was exactly the fourfold of the True Xuan Realm.

"Bet!"

On the referee's bench, a referee in the prison arena announced loudly.

Immediately, everyone began to bet.

However, because Li Feng is a physical martial artist, everyone can't see the depth clearly, so there are not many people who bet on this battle, and the bets are generally not high.

Most of the people who bet on the middle-aged man of the True Mystery Realm Quadruple won.

In the eyes of everyone, middle-aged people have a better chance of winning.

If Li Feng cultivates and cultivates with the physical body, then Li Feng will inevitably have a great chance of winning, but if he only cultivates the physical body, it will still be a little worse.

A martial artist who only cultivates the physical body can only use brute force, and the means are single, which is far inferior to a martial artist who refines qi.

"Qing Xuan, let's all bet on Li Feng to win!" Su Mo said to Hong Qing Xuan.

Immediately, he communicated with his mind to bet on the iron card in his hand, and used his mind to bet on 50,000 high-grade spirit stones.

"Brother Su Mo, Li Feng is very strong?" Hong Qingxuan asked in surprise when he saw that Su Mo did not hesitate to bet on Li Feng to win.

Although she already knew that Li Feng's physical strength was comparable to that of the True Xuan Realm Quadruple Martial Artist, she didn't know too much about how strong it was.

"It is impossible for an ordinary True Xuan Realm Quadruple Martial Artist to defeat Li Feng!" Su Mo said, he also cultivated the Ancient Dragon Elephant Duel, and no one knew Li Feng's strength better than him.

Hong Qingxuan nodded when she heard this, and then she also bet on Li Feng with 20,000 high-grade spirit stones.

On the battle platform.

Li Feng's eyes stared at the middle-aged man, and the battle intent in his eyes was surging.

"Die!"

A snowy long knife appeared in his hand, Li Feng didn't say a word, his body rushed out like a cheetah, and slashed at the middle-aged man with a knife.

The dazzling golden light shone up, and layers of golden scale armor covered Li Feng's whole body, making his whole person like a golden-armored god of war.

The sharp long knife slashed through the air, and slashed at the middle-aged man with all the force.

"It's you who died!"

The middle-aged man's eyes burst with murderous intent, and the pale yellow Xuan power on his body was surging, and the endless Xuan power was condensed and above the palm.

Then, the middle-aged man slammed into the oncoming long knife with a palm.

The palm print is like a mountain, and it is mighty, and it instantly hits with the long knife.

Rumble!

With an explosion, the palm print was directly slashed, and then the long knife and the middle-aged man's palm collided violently.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the middle-aged man's body shook violently, and then he was directly cut back more than 100 zhang.

"What? so powerful?"

The middle-aged man was shocked, Li Feng's long knife contained supreme power, even if he was wearing a fist glove on his hand, under this knife, his palm was also shattered.

The middle-aged man's face became solemn, he must not lose this battle, and if he loses, he will die.

On the battlefield of the death prisoner arena, there is no hatred, no right or wrong, only life and death, everything is for the spirit stone.

As long as he can kill Li Feng, he will be able to earn 50,000 high-grade spirit stones.

Seeing Li Feng rushing again, the blue light behind the middle-aged man flickered, and his martial soul was released.

The martial soul of the middle-aged man is a green grass, only about three feet tall, and its whole body is emerald green.

This is the Qingyuan Grass Martial Soul, although it can't increase his combat power much, it can speed up the recovery of his injuries and restore his vitality.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, the middle-aged man came out with both palms, and the huge palm prints of the Dao Dao were like a tide, crushing towards Li Feng's head and face.

"Shattered!"

Li Feng was not afraid at all, the long knife in his hand slashed wildly, and where the sword light passed, all the palm prints were torn apart, turning into a surging wave of qi that swept in all directions.

Li Feng's defense was strong, and he didn't care about these qi waves, his speed did not decrease, and he continued to rush towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man is very smart, he knows that his strength is not as good as Li Feng, and he doesn't fight Li Feng at all.

The wind is under his feet, and he uses his body technique to the extreme, constantly distancing himself from Li Feng.

The middle-aged man was like electricity, flashing around Li Feng, and the Dao palm prints bombarded Li Feng from all directions.

Boom Boom!!

Li Feng stopped, the long knife danced like a wind wheel, and any palm prints that came were cut off by him one by one.

At this moment, Li Feng couldn't help frowning slightly, although his strength was stronger than the other party, his speed was not as good as the other party, and his physical strength could not attack from a distance, if he wanted to kill this person, I was afraid that it would be a little difficult.

In the stands, Su Mo naturally saw Li Feng's predicament, but he was not worried.

With Li Feng's physical strength, even if he stood still and let that middle-aged man attack, it would be difficult to kill.

On the battlefield, the battle continued, and soon it was in a stalemate.

Li Feng can't help middle-aged people, and middle-aged people can't help Li Feng either.

Li Feng's eyes were like electricity, staring at the flickering figure of the middle-aged man, no matter how fast the middle-aged man was, there was a time for him to breathe, and that was his chance, he wanted to kill with one blow.

Boom Boom!!

The middle-aged man was still attacking, but his attacks could not hurt Li Feng in the slightest, and he was also anxious in his heart, it was not a way to go on like this.

Swish!

After the middle-aged man struck out again, his body limped and he wanted to go around behind Li Feng.

At this time, it was when the old power of the middle-aged man was gone, and the new breath was not born, and there was a momentary pause.

"This is the time!"

Li Feng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly burst out, and the soles of his feet suddenly stepped on the battle platform under his feet, and a powerful anti-shock force instantly acted on his body.

Shout!

Li Feng's figure was like an arrow from the string, extremely fast, and he rushed towards the middle-aged man in an instant, and in an instant, he impulsed in front of the middle-aged man.

"Decepticon Dragon Slash!"

Holding the knife in both hands, Li Feng exploded his power to the extreme, and slashed down with a knife.

Roar!

A huge primeval dragon elephant phantom appeared on Li Feng's body, and Li Feng's strength increased again.

The snow-bright long knife was like lightning slashing from the nine heavens, and the terrifying power was condensed on the blade, and it instantly approached the top of the middle-aged man's head.

(To be continued.) )