Wang Bo and Tu Ba stared at the death match screen, not talking for a long time, obviously wanting to see what kind of ending Ling Feng, who had caused them so much trouble, would have in the end.

Although the two of them wanted Ling Feng to die immediately, they would then take the news and evidence of Ling Feng's death to completely dismantle Ling Feng's improvised team, and then rescue Ling Yun.

However, they also need to be patient and continue to wait.

In the taunt of the storm, although Ling Feng did not have any eye-catching performance, he also did not slump to the ground in fright.

However, the fanatical audience has long been caught in brainless abuse and venting, and almost no one can see that Ling Feng's state is different from what others imagined.

Meng Bo stepped on a mountain of firm footwork, and the sound waves full of ridicule in the sky, and pressed towards Ling Feng step by step.

In everyone's opinion, Ling Feng should be scared stupid.

In fact, Ling Feng did keep his head down, his body standing motionless, and he didn't even have the courage to look up at the other party.

In such a performance, he was undefeated, and everyone felt that there was no reason for it.

However, as a veteran of deathmatch, after Wang Bo stared at Ling Feng for a long time, he suddenly felt his heart beat wildly when he didn't come.

He didn't know what was going on, maybe it was just a gut feeling, but he was suddenly convinced that this time, they had done so much in vain.

"Oh no! You miscalculated this time!" Wang Bo's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and even the tone of his speech to Tu Ba was full of regret that could not be concealed.

When Tu Ba heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he saw that on the death match screen, Ling Feng, who had been standing motionless in place and seemed to be frightened, suddenly moved when Meng Bo swung the Flame Carving Hammer and sent out a huge fireball on his head.

Ling Feng's movements were very abrupt, completely at the moment when the opponent's huge flame carving hammer smashed down to the front of his field of vision, Ling Feng's body suddenly became short, and at an incredible angle, the moment the hammer head smashed down on him, he shot out from under the hammer, and the whole person turned into an illusory fire shadow, like a bird from the bottom up, stabbing out a dreamy sword like red lightning.

Burst!

The high-grade Firebird Sword of the Spirit Ladder dragged the scorching flame light and shadow, and pierced into Meng Bo's hard chest without any fancy skills, and the Fire Spirit Shield Armor, which should have been extremely hard, actually disintegrated in an instant the moment it touched the Firebird Sword, and immediately flew out of the blood of the canopy.

And after Ling Feng's first sword here, he was like crazy, and he kept waiting for me to rush at that wound and then frantically mend the sword, plus the attack speed of the Hokage's sword technique itself was relatively dexterous and fast, and it instantly became a fierce attack for him to chase Meng Bo.

This sudden change in the fierce face made the entire audience of the death arena fall into a dead silence.

Everyone, at this moment, was almost dumbfounded.

It took a full three seconds for the yellow card member who had invested a lot of chips to remember to turn on the exclusive mode and roared loudly: "Yes, kill him, get him, keep poking his wounds, let him bleed and not die, let him be overwhelmed, let him die, kill this barbarian." ”

Another barbaric curse instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the iron members who had invested in Ling Feng, and they began to shout, shout, roar, and even provoke and curse enthusiastically.

The iron members who bet on Meng Bo, after a moment of stunned, also began to counterattack, whistling, shouting, and launching a counterattack-style roar against the opponent who counterattacked.

But soon the problem came, the gang that supported Meng Bo first looked a little weak when they roared for the second time, especially when a wave of people went against them.

On the entire deathmatch screen, there was a commotion, and those who supported Ling Fei held their breath in their hearts, although there were many people who supported Meng Bo, they were a little powerless, so the two sides yelled at each other, and they couldn't hear who was talking to each other at all, let alone who they were supporting.

At this time, seeing that the situation was critical, the exclusive mode was once again opened in the bronze member's box, and began to take the lead in roaring, supporting Ling Feng, and the momentum was completely reversed for a while.

Although the roars of the two sides could not determine the final outcome of the entire death match, such a surge and the change of the peak still aroused the temperament of many people.

After the iron members who supported Meng Bo stopped shouting, the bronze members who supported Ling Feng wanted to continue roaring, but they were silenced by the silver members who suddenly appeared.

"Shut up, everybody, watch the game!"

The silver member just threw down a sentence flatly, but it was loud, and even the bronze member stopped jumping, and the whole scene instantly fell into a dead silence.

When everyone was done, everyone's attention returned to both sides of the deathmatch, only to find that the deathmatch was nearing the end.

Ling Feng almost shouted to him in support, desperately attacking the wound on Meng Bo's chest, if the speed is enough, use skills, if the speed is not enough, fight hard, anyway, every time you have to expand a little more, let Meng Bo have a little more blood.

Although Meng Bo used the Flame Carving Hammer to forcibly frame Ling Feng's attacks several times, he was forced into it by Ling Feng again, and after several times, although Ling Feng was shocked by Meng Bo's Fire Spirit Shield Armor, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but after all, it was only some minor shock injuries.

Coupled with Xuan Lingjue's unique self-healing ability, Ling Feng appeared to be full of resilience throughout the battle, and from the moment he launched his attack, it was like a perpetual motion motor, attacking frantically, and then attacking.

The Firebird Sword flew up and down in the air, like an illusory flame spirit, completely enveloping Meng Bo's body over time, no matter how he dodged or blocked, Ling Feng only needed to hit Meng Bo's wound at a faster speed, and then slammed into his body with fire spirit power, which could effectively further disintegrate his physical strength.

The sharp turn for the worse occurred during the time period when the Iron Medal members were yelling at each other, and Meng Bo himself was caught off guard by Ling Feng, coupled with the collapse of support and solidarity, which made him fall into subconscious timidity in an instant.

Waiting for the bronze member to roar again, the silver member was banned, and Meng Bo was already pale and had to adopt a defensive style of play, but in this way, all the advantages he had created were also buried.

From the point of view of ordinary iron members, Meng Bo is a strength defensive warrior, defense is his forte, even if he falls into a passive defensive state, he will definitely not be defeated easily, and he is even farther away from death.

But Wang Bo and other people with good eyesight completely gave up hope and felt that Meng Bo's defeat was a certainty.

A defensive warrior, of course, is good at defense, but its defense abides by the barrel principle, and once the defense is broken through at a certain point, its so-called good defense is just a vain appearance.

At the beginning, in order to bully the newcomer and take advantage of the situation to win the battle, Meng Bo directly chose the taunt invitation battle method that he was not good at, the advantage of this method of battle is that once the other party is provoked and rushes up to fight to the death, he will directly fall into Meng Bo's furious and incomparably flame carving hammer attack wave, and it is easy to be defeated in a short time.

However, the danger of doing this is also very great, once it is cracked by the opponent, in the case of its strengthened attack, the body's defense is suddenly weakened, and it is easy to be broken by people, and it is completely beaten out of a low defense.

In fact, everyone understands this truth, in fact, when Ling Feng unexpectedly counterattacked before, the bronze members who supported Ling Feng had already shouted very clearly.

No one could have imagined that Ling Feng could really do it, and completely forced Meng Bo to the point of being beaten passively so quickly.

After the role swap, Ling Feng's consumption did not increase, but began to decline, and he did not gradually become more relaxed, and his movements became elegant.

Experienced people can see that Ling Feng is gradually feeling it.

Since his rebirth, this was the first time that Ling Feng had fought against a martial artist of the same level, and the other party was extremely experienced, almost overturning Ling Feng in the gutter, so he was ruthless in his shot, and his sword was bloody.

After being infected with a trace of murderous aura on his body, Ling Feng did not become furious, but became calm and composed.

Under the all-out attack, Ling Feng actually relied on his superb comprehension to completely integrate the fire illusion sword technique, and the sword was all illusory sword shadows, coupled with the spiritual flame burning on the blade of the firebird sword, it was even more brilliant and dazzling, and Meng Bo, who was fighting for a while, was surrounded by a large fireball of fire, and he was about to fall into death when he saw it.

Seeing this scene, no matter which side of the iron card members supported it, they couldn't help but gasp, feeling that Meng Bo was going to die.

Of course, Meng Bo wanted to resist, but his intention and speed were easily recognized by Ling Feng, and he couldn't make any effective counterattack at all, so he could only continue to be beaten aggrieved, bloody, endure pain, and struggle to support.

Seeing this scene, the Tiepai members who supported Meng Bo began to drip blood in their hearts, but they couldn't complain and ridicule yet, otherwise Meng Bo would not be able to resist even the next move, so their bets might be lost immediately.

In the bronze medal room where Hei Qi was, Hei Qi's face was extremely entangled, and at this moment, he was afraid that he was also the most complicated and tangled among the people who participated in the gambling scene.

Originally, Ling Feng asked to bet on himself, but Hei Qi firmly believed in his choice, and invested all his five thousand high-grade spirit stones into Meng Bo's handicap in one go, and as soon as Ling Feng won it, he immediately lost to Jingguang.

But as Ling Feng's minion, Ling Feng's 50,000 top-grade spirit stones directly multiplied tenfold in one go, and he had to be happy, so his mood was inevitably much more complicated.

It was the fire on the side, Ling Feng, who participated in the gambling and buying, won, and bet on 1,000 high-grade spirit stones, which has increased tenfold, and now he is in a good mood when he sees 10,000 high-grade spirit stones in his hand.

"You still don't have to worry about your own spirit stone, your master will definitely ask when he comes back, why don't you tell him the unspoken rules of the Iron Medal Member's unlimited invitation to the Bronze Medal Member? ”

Sure enough, as soon as Huo Xi's words were finished, Hei Qi's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he said that he was really careless, and he knew that Tu Ba should be in charge of the specific affairs of this meeting, but now it is impossible to excuse himself.

Hei Qi was in a trance, and Meng Bo suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth on the death match screen, and then was kicked by Ling Feng and fell into a pool of blood, his face was pale as if covered with a layer of white oiled paper, without a trace of blood at all.

Ling Feng walked slowly in front of Hei Qi, and the spirit on the Firebird Sword was scorching, cutting off Meng Bo's thick neck with a sharp blow, and suddenly a column of blood several feet high burst out like a fountain of arteries, and everyone who was stimulated was full of spirits.

When everyone reacted, they saw Ling Feng's eyes flashing with a ghostly glow, holding a fresh and hot Meng Bo in his hand, dragging a touch of black hair fluttering in the air in the wind, and a strong death intent instantly hit everyone's hearts, and everyone suddenly looked embarrassed.

Ling Feng didn't care about everyone's reaction at all, but looked around at the deathmatch screen above the death match arena as if no one was around, and finally fixed on the only lit death match screen in the silver membership area, and suddenly a cold killing intent shot out of his eyes, and Wang Bo and Tu Ba in front of the shocked death match screen both skipped a beat of their hearts.

"He found us?" Wang Bo and Tu Ba looked at each other in shock, and they felt more and more incomprehensible to Ling Feng's pervert in their hearts.