Next, as Wen Tianxing said, everyone saw that Zhao Changfeng was moving more and more slowly, as if he had exhausted his spiritual power, and he didn't have much strength left to fight, as the martial soul long sword was aggressive, Zhao Changfeng retreated in a panic, and the situation became more and more dangerous.

In this way, when Zhong Renfeng's martial soul slashed several times in a row, Zhao Changfeng was blocked up and down, left and right, and there was no way out, and he seemed to have no way to go but to face the martial soul sword, and this was exactly the result Zhong Renfeng wanted.

In the next moment, the Martial Soul Sword really went straight to Zhao Changfeng with a sword, Zhong Renfeng's expression was hideous, firstly, after such a long period of high-load battle, he also felt a little difficult, and secondly, this time he really forced the other party into a corner, and he couldn't wait to see Zhao Changfeng being cut into two pieces by his own sword.

At this moment, the big sword had already come to him, and seeing that Zhao Changfeng was about to suffer this blow, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, and their expressions became more and more serious, but in the next moment, everyone involuntarily exclaimed.

It turned out that when the big sword came to him, Zhao Changfeng suddenly changed his body, and immediately recovered his previous speed, where was there still a little bit of support, like a dodge on the side to dodge a flying sword.

However, the speed of the Great Sword Martial Spirit controlled by Zhong Renfeng is also extremely fast, even if Zhao Changfeng uses his Kunpeng step with all his might, it is only slightly faster, and he can only be the first to predict the change of direction in order to continue to dodge attacks again and again, not to mention that this time it is at such a close distance, so even if everyone can see that Zhao Changfeng still has some strength left, they are not optimistic that he will be able to dodge this attack, but it can be seen that Zhao Changfeng has really reached the point where he has to resist at the end of the road, which further strengthens Zhao Changfeng's idea of imminent failure.

Even Zhong Renfeng's eyes showed a look of victory, obviously he thought so in his heart, but in the next moment, his expression changed, because when he saw that his martial soul was about to pierce Zhao Changfeng, he suddenly felt a subtle feeling of stagnation from his martial soul, this feeling of stagnation was very familiar, until this was Zhong Renfeng found out that his martial soul long sword was actually chasing all the way, and unconsciously gradually moved away from him, until this sword was stabbed out, this distance was exactly ten zhang.

Faced with the situation at this moment, Zhong Renfeng's heart instinctively gave birth to some uneasiness, but in the end, he didn't stop, but instead increased the thrust exerted on the martial soul sword, wanting to make up for the slow attack because of this stagnation.

However, the key moment of the warrior's battle is often between the lightning and flint, and such an obvious mistake is not so easy to make up, and then sure enough, Zhao Changfeng not only dodged this sword, but also took advantage of this slow opportunity to slash at the hilt of the big sword. Originally, due to the distance, the martial soul sword that applied too much force was a little uncontrollable, and Zhao Changfeng's blow gave it an inertia, making the big sword martial soul suddenly like a meteor, drawing a golden flame of light, and flying straight out of the ring.

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, the current scene was too strange, even Zhong Renfeng was far from expecting this, at this moment, looking at the distant martial spirit, feeling the rapid weakening of the control force he exerted on it, Zhong Renfeng was about to subconsciously pull it back, but he didn't know when, Zhao Changfeng had come to him less than ten steps away, and he was surprised to realize that he had made so many mistakes in just a moment.

First of all, he knew that he had a very obvious weakness in the control of martial spirits, but he still didn't take it seriously, or when facing Zhao Changfeng, whose strength was not as good as his own, Zhong Renfeng's state of mind instinctively relaxed, and he subconsciously thought that the gap between the other party and himself was too big, even if he knew that he knew this weakness, he would never be able to grasp it.

The second is that under the condition that the martial soul has exceeded the distance of ten zhang, a blow was missed but was hit by Zhao Changfeng to hit it further away from himself, because this hand was too unexpected, so that Zhong Renfeng did not think of dissipating it for the first time, but subconsciously wanted to control the weak connection of the martial soul to fly back, and when he reacted again, Zhao Changfeng had seized this excellent opportunity, which not only gave him no time to re-summon the martial soul, but also had no time to recall the martial soul to come back。

The predicament that he handed over to Zhao Changfeng before seemed to be returned by the other party in its original form not long after, such a dramatic scene made Zhong Renfeng angry, and he only felt that he had been deeply humiliated.

"What if it's hard, I'm really afraid that you won't succeed?" Zhong Renfeng snorted coldly in his heart, and secretly decided in his heart that even if he couldn't get out of bed after half a month, he would make this kid who underestimated himself pay the price of his life.

Immediately saw that his palm was clenched, and the green tendons on the exposed arm were rolling, and the force around him converged towards the palm of his hand, all these changes were slow to say, but all this was completed in one step of Zhao Changfeng, and a ray of golden light overflowed from the fingers of the fist that was clenched into a fist, and an extremely strong force was faintly formed.

Feeling the power of the palm, Zhong Renfeng's crazy look couldn't help but show a trace of caution, this move is called the golden thunder in the palm, it is a powerful and terrifying magic move, generally speaking, only if you cultivate to reach the middle level of the martial soul realm, you can use it perfectly, but fortunately, the martial soul condensed by Zhong Renfeng very early slightly supplemented some of the gaps in cultivation, which can make him use this trick, but he also has to bear its terrifying backlash, and Zhong Renfeng regarded it as a move that pressed the bottom of the box, and it was easy not to use it.

"I'll kill you with this trick!"

Zhong Renfeng's killing machine was surging, and he saw that it would only take another moment for the golden thunder to be generated, but he saw Zhao Changfeng's eyes flash, and then a white light appeared from the center of his eyebrows, flying towards Zhong Renfeng.

Although the body method is fast, it is not faster than the speed of the divine sense.

This white light was his spiritual attack, the Soul Crushing Arrow!

Zhong Renfeng showed a look of astonishment, obviously he didn't expect him to come to such a hand, although he wanted to fight back, but the spiritual attack was already very fast, and most of the low-level martial artists still predicted and responded according to the opponent's mental fluctuations in advance, plus Zhong Renfeng was brewing the golden thunder in his palm with all his strength at the moment, and he couldn't draw out any extra spiritual power to compete with it, so he could only watch the flying soul shattering arrow powerless, and his brain was blank in the next moment.

And at this moment, Zhao Changfeng finally came to Zhong Renfeng's side, and he didn't see the slightest movement, the air between the two seemed to be invisibly pulled by a pair of big hands, and then a bright arc of light seemed to burst out from the void.

This knife is not as unpredictable as a martial soul, not as powerful as a supernatural power, it is just a knife that Zhao Changfeng wields with a pure physique, but it is the first move of the martial soul level used by Zhao Changfeng as a martial arts grandmaster since his combat power entered the martial soul realm.

In the sea of knowledge, the bloody ancestor nodded slowly, fierce and crisp, Zhao Changfeng had already learned.

The sword light falls, and the blood spills into the sky!

An arm was thrown high and landed a few feet away, if it weren't for Zhong Renfeng's roar echoing around, the onlookers were afraid that they would still be stunned.

Even if he came back to his senses at this time, there were whispers off the field, and no one dared to cheer, after all, the one who was cut off by Zhao Changfeng on the stage was not an ordinary martial artist, but the chief disciple of Jinguangmen, if there was no accident, he would definitely sit on the throne of the Jinguangmen Sect in the future.

"Zhong Renfeng was actually abolished by him! how dare he..."

Someone said in horror, feeling incredible about Zhao Changfeng's behavior.

"I heard that the master of Jinguangmen is a martial artist of the Heavenly Master Realm, and even Zhenhai City has to give him three points of thin noodles on weekdays, so I'm afraid this matter can't be good today. ”

"It's not just that it can't be good. Someone shook his head, revealing a solemn expression, "Li Feiguang, the master of the Golden Light Gate, is not only a strong person in the Heavenly Master Realm, but also a fierce and ruthless person, usually even a little thing will be retribution, not to mention that his disciple was abolished in public, this kid himself is dead, not to mention, maybe he will harm his relatives and friends, and even the Wen family will not die well." ”

"It is rumored that Li Feiguang loves face the most, and in his annoyance and anger, maybe even those of us who are watching the battle will kill people, and staying here is definitely looking for death, I think everyone should leave quickly. ”

These words spread quickly, and the onlookers immediately dispersed.

No matter what happened in the audience, Zhao Changfeng still did not slack off in the ring, his eyes were firmly fixed on the other party's every move, and he didn't even remove the divine sense lock, and at this moment, he put the long knife in front of Zhong Renfeng and asked, "Zhong Renfeng, do you admit defeat." ”

"Zhao Changfeng!"

Zhong Renfeng covered the wound on his right shoulder with his left hand, although he had controlled the loss of blood qi, but there was still a trace of dark gold blood flowing out of his fingers, his expression was hideous at this moment, his eyes were staring at Zhao Changfeng tightly, full of resentment and resentment, "You dare to kill me! You are dead, my Jinguangmen will never let you go." ”

"It seems that you don't want to throw in the towel, so I'll continue. Zhao Changfeng raised his eyebrows, before he finished speaking, the long knife had come to the side of Zhong Renfeng's neck at some point, but he didn't want to spare his life at all, the previous words were just to make the other party relax, but he didn't expect that he didn't need to use means at all, this already famous Jinguangmen senior brother was in such a bad mood, and he was already in a state of confusion.

Zhao Changfeng did not have the habit of letting the tiger return to the mountain, and the survival habits of the Northern Desert fully taught him that once he made a move, he would definitely cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Just when the knife light was about to cut in, a water-blue film suddenly appeared in front of Zhong Renfeng's body, the surface of the film was sparkling, it looked like a soft and fragile water curtain, but it easily blocked this knife light, Zhao Changfeng felt that his knife seemed to be slashed in front of Shentie.

At the same time, the voice belonging to Liu Rulin, the captain of the city, sounded.

"Zhao Xiaoyou, since the victory or defeat has been decided, there is no need to distinguish between life and death. ”