Shock!

Absolutely shocking!

At this time, the city gymnasium, which is thousands of square meters, is already silent!

There were thousands of people at the scene, but at this moment, no one dared to make a sound.

I can barely even hear the sound of breathing!

When Ling Feng said on the stage just now that he would kill Wumu in one move, everyone thought that he was red-mouthed and white-toothed, boasting and arrogant.

But now, seeing Ling Feng showing such strength, everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded at the same time.

When the whole audience was shocked, he saw that Ling Feng didn't look at the corpse of Wumu who fell to the ground, but sneered at the audience and shouted, "You want to leave now, is it too late?"

Belch...... This is?

Such abrupt words shook everyone like clouds.

When everyone's eyes followed the sound and clearly saw three figures running towards the gate of the stadium, it suddenly dawned on them.

Seeing the cold color in Ling Feng's eyes, Zhuo Dongcheng and the others immediately understood that these people who escaped must be Wumu's accomplices!

"Get them back!"

As the two shouted in unison, the security guards in charge of the security work rushed up to try to stop the escapee.

Needless to say, the three people who were ready to escape were none other than Fang Ming Xiuzi, Ghost Yi, and Qin Shuhuan, who was already frightened.

Seeing that Wumu was killed by Ling Feng's move, the three of them were like being struck by lightning, and they reacted quickly, and they were about to flee when they flew away.

Qin Shuhuan was originally a gentleman, his cultivation was very poor, and under the trembling of fear, he was captured by the warriors before he could run a few steps.

As for Ghost Yi and Fang Ming Xiuzi, they are obviously not so easy to deal with.

"Who dares to stop me!"

The ghost clothes roared wildly, and slammed their palms like flies, striking the security guards who tried to stop them.

His strength is also extraordinary, his majesty is not comparable to Wumu's previous sweep in all directions, but his witchcraft is extremely good.

Anyone who dared to approach his body felt as if thousands of insects had suddenly penetrated into his body, and after a burst of bone-eating pain, all his eyes were bleeding and his mouth was foaming at the mouth.

Fang Ming Xiuzi's strength was even higher than him, and he pulled out a sword out of nowhere, raised his hand in a few ups and downs, and then overturned the warriors who tried to stop him under the sword.

Seeing this situation, the internal strength powerhouses of the main level in the field couldn't hold their faces, and they surrounded them one after another.

"Presumptuous!"

Feng Xinglie was the first to shout, and flew towards Fang Ming Xiuzi and Ghost Clothes.

Just now, everyone has been made very faceless by the foreign mad fang of Wumu, and now if Fang Ming Xiuzi and Ghost Yi are allowed to escape, then the face of the East China martial arts world will be wiped out.

Fang Ming Xiuzi and Ghost Yi are really powerful, and the strength of the two to cooperate with each other is even stronger.

Even though there were a large number of people in the field, and there were still strong spirits, a group of grandmaster-level masters like Zhuo Dongcheng helped from the side, in a short period of time, not only could not help them, but they were rushed left and right for a while, and the formation was scattered in a mess.

"Get out of the way!"

Feng Xinglie has long seen that the key to winning is not in the large number of people, relying on these rabble, it will obviously only get worse and worse. Immediately let out a loud shout and swung his fist at the ghost clothes.

"The thief Hugh is going to be rampant!"

At the same time, Zhuo Dongcheng also came out like a thunderstorm and pounced on Fang Ming Xiuzi.

Although the others had the intention to participate in the battle, they saw that Feng Xinglie and Zhuo Dongcheng had already rushed forward, so they had to draw a battle circle for them to prevent Fang Ming Xiuzi and Ghost Yi from escaping.

However, there was clearly a mistake in their judgment.

Fang Ming Xiuzi, the two of them are ghosts, but they are by no means the kind of barbarians like Wumu, although the cultivation of the two is not as good as Fengxinglie and Zhuo Dongcheng, but they have extremely rich combat experience.

Fang Ming Xiuzi focuses on swordsmanship, swordsmanship is light and agile, and he is fast, and Zhuo Dongcheng fights, and can still overcome rigidity with softness. Although Zhuo Dongcheng has profound internal strength, he can't help her at all.

As for the ghost clothes, although his cultivation and body skills are not as strong as those of Fengxing, he is good at witchcraft. While fighting with the wind, he was able to summon Gu worms to assist.

Although Feng Xinglie has deep internal strength, he has never fought against this kind of poison master, and he seems to be very passive.

Whining......

The green light of the ghost's palms was all green poisonous mist woven by Gu insects that had never been seen before. A Gu worm flapped its wings and flew in the poisonous mist, and made a series of terrifying sounds.

Although it was broad daylight now, the green mist suddenly shrouded his whole body, really like a demon out of hell.

"Die!"

Ghost Yi's hands hung in the air and formed a strange handprint, staring at Feng Xinglie's evil eyes with a vicious light, and waved his hand at Feng Xinglie.

Woowoo......

Those Gu worms received his command, and immediately like a green bee swarm that had been thrown away, they were under the hood of the wind fiercely.

"Second Master Feng be careful!"

Zhuo Dongcheng was fighting with Fang Ming Xiuzi, seeing this situation, although he was worried about Feng Xinglie, he had no time to care about anything else, so he had to warn loudly.

Yes......

Seeing this, all the warriors watching the battle on the periphery also felt their hearts rise to their throats.

The entire Qingwu Tournament venue was suddenly silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Although Feng Xinglie is not the number one master in the Jinling martial arts world, with his strength, he can completely replace the Jinling martial arts world.

Originally, Wumu's toss just now had already caused a big loss of face in the Jinling martial arts world.

Now, if even Feng Xinglie is not the opponent of these foreigners, let alone the Jinling Martial Arts Realm, even the entire Huaxia Martial Arts Realm, I am afraid that they will be disgraced because of this!

"Stand down!"

Seeing that Feng Xinglie was about to be swallowed by these Gu worms, he heard several sounds of internal qi piercing through the air in the air, and then saw a figure flashing, blocking in front of Feng Xinglie.

Whoa!

There is no doubt that the person who stood in front of the wind was Ling Feng.

And what he threw casually was nothing more than a handful of sand.

Whew!

Although the handful of sand in Ling Feng's hand seemed to be grabbed from the ground and spilled out at will, the effect was tantamount to a large net that encompassed the heavens.

As soon as those Gu worms touched the sand, they could hardly bear the force and heat that was pouring into the sand, and they were all blazing to the ground.

Those who were lucky not to be hit also turned into a green light and fled into the sleeves of the ghost clothes.

Ahh......h

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

This Ling Feng looks young, but his strength is so strong!

It was able to forcibly pour internal force into the sand, and the explosive power was so strong!

What is the origin of this young man who everyone thought was unknown?

"Thank you, little brother, for saving your life!"

Feng Xinglie's face was full of shame and gratitude, and he stepped forward to give Ling Feng a deep salute.

Just now, he thought that he would not be able to escape the pain of ten thousand Gu heart-eroding hearts, but he didn't expect that Ling Feng came to the rescue, which taught him how not to be grateful!

"Second Master Feng doesn't need to be polite, this kind of beam-jumping clown, let me deal with it!"

Ling Feng smiled indifferently, and Sen's cold eyes suddenly fell on the ghost clothes.

"Boy, who the hell are you, who can you break my Ten Thousand Gu Devouring Heaven Array?"

Ghost Yi's face was full of shock, his face turned pale with shock, and he took two steps back eagerly, and even his voice trembled.

"Hehe, Qimen Xiaoshu, it's just the rest of the tricks that I have already played, and it's hard to get into the hall of elegance!"

Ling Feng smiled coldly and said proudly: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, since you dare to provoke the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm, then I, Xiaolong, will represent the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm and destroy you!"

Yes!

As Ling Feng's words broke out, the audience was shocked!

Thunder Dragon?

This little-known young man turned out to be really the first soldier in China, Xiaolong!

"......Ahh

Although Ghost Yi had already guessed just now, Ling Feng was very likely to be Xiaolong.

But this time, hearing that Ling Feng had revealed his identity in such a powerful way, he immediately made Ghost Yi so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground.

As for Fang Ming Xiuzi, she was also shocked and changed color, and she had no intention of fighting.

Call!

Seeing Ling Feng launch a fierce offensive and was about to kill the ghost clothes in front of him, he heard a whistling strange wind blowing in from the outside of the crowd......