"Is he crazy?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, completely unable to understand Feng Haoyan's motives.

In the face of Wang Junchen, if you admit defeat directly, no one will look down on you, even if it is a performance, you shouldn't be humiliated like this.

"Huh?"

Wang Junchen's eyebrows jumped, and he had a faint feeling that something was wrong with the person in front of him.

......

"Feng Haoyan, this is ...... It couldn't be ......."

At this time, Zhao Chu's left eye was cold, and his heart jumped violently.

......

"Wang Junchen, although I will lose, it is impossible to be so embarrassed. ”

The bandage face was close at hand, and Feng Haoyan's palm was a claw, and he was close to Wang Junchen's face.

Airplanes!

Wang Junchen condensed an ice sword in his palm, which had just been raised, but Feng Haoyan was not afraid at all, and actually let the ice sword pierce through his chest.

Heart!

The place where it penetrates, that's the heart.

Everyone stood up and breathed in the air.

Even if the white-leafed dragon was crippled, it didn't really die.

The Thousand Sects Potential Battle, the first dead man, did it just appear.

Wang Junchen was distracted for a while, including him, he didn't want to penetrate Feng Haoyan directly, he just wanted to force the other party back, this sword was obviously pounced on by the other party himself.

"Hey, it's not good!"

Suddenly, Wang Junchen's pupils shrank.

Wrong.

Ordinary people who are pierced by a sword should have severe heart pain, difficulty breathing, and a near-death state.

But this Feng Haoyan, why is he rubbing the Ice Ling Sword, and he is still approaching him.

One more point.

The blood that flowed from the ice sword was not red.

Green!

It was a drop of scarlet-green blood, dripping on the ice, like venom, emitting white smoke.

And at this moment, Feng Haoyan's nails also cut through the skin of Wang Junchen's arm unexpectedly.

Everything was so weird that even Wang Junchen was slightly injured.

Whoa!

At the same time, above Wang Junchen's skin, there were bursts of white smoke, and the pain that pierced his bones made him frown again and again...... Click, click...... The cold ice spread, Wang Junchen froze his arm, through the ice, the place where his arm was cut, there were small green pits everywhere, which was shocking.

"What the hell,!"

Wang Junchen was furious.

He frantically took more than a dozen steps back, flicked his fingers, and hundreds of ice cubes, like overwhelming arrows, devoured Feng Haoyan with a bang.

Everything was too fast, too fast to be beyond everyone's thinking.

Wang Junchen was actually injured.

And Feng Haoyan, who was pierced by a sword, was unharmed...... At this moment, he was silent in the face of the overwhelming ice arrows, and even opened his arms, as if he was embracing faith.

Puff puff!

In front of everyone's eyes, the ice arrows pierced Feng Haoyan's body one after another.

Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart.

At this moment, Feng Haoyan's body was torn apart, and he was pierced into a sieve by the ice arrow.

......

"Corpse poison immortal...... Feng Haoyan, it turns out that you are also a spirit body, but this kind of spirit body is too disgusting. ”

On the other side, Zhao Chu frowned.

In the demon mirror, the spirit body possessed by Feng Haoyan appeared.

This is a kind of spirit of the Hell Undead, which carries terrifying corpse poison by itself, and ordinary people are caught off guard, and it is easy to be poisoned by the corpse, thereby reducing their combat effectiveness and being killed by the other party.

A person with this kind of spirit body has a ruined appearance, ulcerated skin all over his body, and his blood is green, even if he is dismembered by five horses, he can still assemble his limbs and resurrect them.

......

Really!

There was an uproar outside.

Everyone's expressions were incredible, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Without bandages, Feng Haoyan was covered in pus, constantly festering, disgusting...... And where his heart was pierced, mucus and muscle tissue had grown, and it had healed in a few breaths.

There were nearly 100 wounds on the body, and there were also flesh buds wriggling, and they were healed one after another.

"I'm immortal, hey, hey, hey!"

At three minutes, Feng Haoyan's ugly face smiled gloomily.

Vomit!

In the distance, some female disciples vomited directly, their faces pale.

Huang Lingling's heart was churning, and he wanted to die...... If she were to marry this kind of person in this life, she would rather die.

"Unexpectedly, another spirit body has emerged from Xiangfeng City, which is worthy of the place where the imperial court predicted to rise...... The number of spirits alone is terrifying to the extreme. ”

Wang Junchen's face was cold, and he was also a little stunned.

Ji Dongyuan, Liu Yueyue, plus Feng Haoyan now, the feng shui of Xiangfeng City is too strong.

"Although you have awakened the spirit, you are not my opponent yet!"

Wang Junchen was covered in cold, and at this moment, he finally became serious.

"Well, I admit, you can freeze me and we'll fight a war of attrition...... It's a pity I can't afford it. ”

"So, I throw in the towel, hehe!"

The gloomy one left a smile, and Feng Haoyan actually directly admitted defeat, which surprised everyone.

"Huang Lingling, I'm going to cultivate, wait for me in Xiangfeng City, I will definitely marry you back to the Feng family...... Even if Zhao Chu was alive, he could only kneel. ”

Glancing at Huang Lingling from a distance, Feng Haoyan actually left the Battle Sword City directly, and the places he passed along the way were corroded and the earth was full of holes, and there was white smoke everywhere.

"Congratulations, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has obtained another spirit body!"

These sects next to them had cold faces and arched their hands towards the elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"It's just luck, I gave it up!"

The elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was full of arrogance, and he also waved his hand casually.

At this time, Liu Yueyue, the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, finally stepped on the battlefield.

Opposite her, He Jianggui was a little depressed.

He tried his courage for six months, thinking that he was third on the list, and he was ready to catch it, who knew that this battle of thousands of potential was unexpected.

He was sure that he would defeat the White Leaf Dragon, but he could not be Feng Haoyan's opponent at all.

Even if you put aside the element of luck, you still can't be in the top three.

......

"Admit defeat by yourself, or fight to the death!"

Liu Yueyue lowered her head slightly and asked coldly.

"Although there is no chance of winning, there are always a few tricks to make. ”

He Jianggui smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Fight against me, there is only life and death, no competition, think clearly!"

Liu Yueyue's pupils were cold.

"Alas, let's fight!"

He Jianggui's long knife was born, and there were eight loud noises in a row, rolling and superimposing.

Qi refining eightfold.

This is the connotation that he has suppressed for a long time, and if he doesn't fight, he is unwilling.

In this world, there should always be a little room for ordinary people to survive...... Spirits, it's so desperate.

"Stubborn!"

Liu Yueyue let out a cold drink, and her whole body also stirred up the strong wind of Qi refining...... At the same time, the heavens and the earth roared with the sound of the sword.

Buzzing!

Buzz Buzz!

Everyone was stunned, many people couldn't afford to buy storage bags, so they could only hold magic swords...... At this moment, the swords in their hands uncontrollably began to beep, as if they were worshipping towards the Holy Land.

There is emotion in the sword, and that is surrender.

"All swords are one!"

Liu Yueyue's long hair fluttered, commanding ten thousand swords.

At this moment, the blades of the swords in the audience were automatically unsheathed, cutting through the sky one after another, and rising into the sky, and their owners couldn't hold it down.

The sky was full of sword blades, as if another storm of sword rain was brewing.

"Ten thousand words!"

The sword trick soared into the sky, and the hundreds of magic swords, like an army ordered by the tiger symbol, suddenly spun into a storm of sword curtains in an orderly manner.

Thundered!

The blades of the swords were intertwined, and even the space was twisted into pieces, and then He Jianggui was enveloped abruptly.

"Open it for me!"

He Jianggui hysterically unleashed his giant sword, but unfortunately, under the storm of the sword curtain, he was like a floater, and he was embarrassed in a few minutes, and even a few flaws were cut open, and the blood was wild.

"Throw in the towel!"

Almost as soon as He Jianggui said a word, his giant knife broke violently.

"My sword, there's no turning back!"

Liu Yueyue closed her eyes slightly, and every strand of hair that was scattered had a sharp sword intent entangled.

The audience was already stunned.

Where is this confrontation, it's just one-sided abuse.

"He Jianggui, do everything you can to escape from the sword curtain, as long as you run out of the battle platform, I can save you!"

He Jiang lost his weapon, and seeing that he had been cut out of a lot of scars, the elder of the Aoki Sect was anxious and hurriedly shouted.

Hearing this, He Jianggui calmed down, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, his essence and blood burned, and suddenly a bloody light against the sword curtain, like a streamer, fled from the battle platform.

Poof.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and He Jianggui fell to the ground, watching the sword curtain chase after him.

You will die!

This fear made his whole body tremble, and every pore was trembling.

"Scatter!"

In a moment, the elder of the Aoki Sect rushed over, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a vast wave of spiritual power and qi fought against the sword blade storm for a full minute, and the sword curtain shattered in pieces.

He Jianggui let out a long breath.

Almost died.

And the elder who came to save He Jianggui actually vomited a mouthful of blood.

Resisting this sword curtain, he also suffered some minor injuries.

The spirit body is so terrifying, in a few months, I'm afraid that even Zhuji won't dare to face the Ten Thousand Swords Gengjin Body.

This is a spirit that exists to kill.

......

"Liu Yueyue, you are abnormal!"

At this time, Zhao Chu slowly exhaled and stood up quietly.

The dust has settled, he has rested enough, and it is time for him to play.

Wang Junchen will not make a move on Liu Yueyue, and will definitely give up the championship!

......

"I throw in the towel!"

Really!

On the battle platform, the long-awaited final battle kicked off.

Just as everyone was holding their breath and waiting for the showdown, Wang Junchen sighed and bowed with his fists.

His white eyes were full of guilt.

"Brother and sister, I'm sorry, I didn't protect my second brother well. ”

At this moment, Wang Junchen's liver and intestines were broken.

"By the way, brother and sister, I see if you have been in a bit of a hurry to cultivate recently, you still have to pay attention to the combination of work and rest, otherwise it is easy to fall into demons. ”

Liu Yueyue fought against He Jianggui just now, and there was already a demonic intent in the sword intent.

This is not a good sign, and it is easy to lose yourself in the killing, thus imprisoning the final cultivation.

"Your goal is to make a name for yourself. And my goal is to enter the demon world and kill the fox Sanye with my own hands...... It doesn't matter if you are enchanted or not!"

Liu Yueyue's face was expressionless.

"Alas, it's all my fault!"

Wang Junchen only had regret in his heart, and he felt that he owed Ji Dongyuan more.

"Wang Junchen, are you sure you want to admit defeat?"

At this time, the host of War Sword City asked loudly.

"Sure!"

Wang Junchen's words were firm.

......

Thundered!

The fireworks resounded in the sky, and the champion of this year's Thousand Sects Potential Battle Heaven List, Liu Yueyue, Wan Jian Geng Golden Body.

The battle banner of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect overwhelmed the crowd, fluttering at the highest place, waving in the wind.

At the same time, a huge curtain of light instantly covered the sky.

In the light curtain, immature cheeks appeared.

The first time they stepped into the battlefield without regrets, everything was so curious.

In the midst of the crowd, there were two people, crouching by the fire, roasting a chicken.

The three brothers married for the first time.

The first demons have descended!

This Thousand Sects Potential War was opened for the 40,000 Demon Generation, and after everything was over, the Central Council played the picture of the battlefield without regrets half a year ago.

In an instant, many people burst into tears.

Many of those immature cheeks have become mud in the grave.

Huang Lingling's liver and intestines were broken.

The 40,000 demon generation was started by Zhao Chu, so Zhao Chu has a lot of pictures...... Looking at that handsome face, countless people were silent, and Wang Junchen clenched his palms and gritted his teeth.

No one noticed that a faint purple mist quietly shrouded the battle platform.