Beilun's face was ugly for a while, he didn't expect there to be such a shameless warrior. Chu Jian struggled to get up with his broken arm, and shouted angrily: "Aland Martial Artist, it's nothing more than that. I saw it. He threw down his spirit-level sword fiercely, turned his head and walked back to his seat quickly. For this kind of guy who doesn't have the honor of a martial artist, he feels disgusted even by looking at it.

"You don't deserve to be a warrior, you are simply tarnishing the honor of a warrior. Beilun roared and threw down his sword and strode away.

A trace of anger surged on the face of the Aland warrior. The triumphant expression froze instantly. Then he coughed lightly and said mockingly: "Could it be that the person who ranks first in the martial arts list is actually not a martial artist? This is too unbelievable! How do I know that the martial artists of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom are so wasteful." The crowd in Aland's seat erupted in laughter.

The Fourth Highness stood up, looked around at the crowd with ugly faces, and muttered, "The number one in the combat power list is not a martial artist, we don't know this. One against two, it is not considered to bully the small with the big. As long as he's the same age, anyone can go up and challenge. The bet still counts. ”

"It seems that the Aland Kingdom is here prepared this time!"

"Hey, such a young martial artist, I can't find it in the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom!" the crowd watching the battle whispered in a low voice. All of them were stunned by the terrifying strength of the Aland warriors.

"No. 1 in the battle power list, that's it!" Martial Master Aland looked at the departing Beilun, shook his head and sneered.

"You...... I'm fighting with you. ”

Seeing Beilun's blood surging, and when he was about to rush forward regardless of the consequences, Leng Feng yelled violently, "Slow down...... Beilun retreated. Leng Feng stood up expressionlessly, and slowly walked towards the martial arts arena. Suddenly, the eyes of the audience all converged on Leng Feng. Can Leng Feng, the youngest marquis of the kingdom, who shines in the battle of the ruins, defeat this arrogant martial artist?

Beilun saw that Leng Feng was about to make a move, and held back the anger in his heart. Glancing at the martial artist standing in his position with pity, he nodded to Leng Feng and walked to his seat. I know my own family affairs, and if I really rush forward in my current state, I will definitely be taught a bad lesson. After all, a martial artist is far from something that a high-level martial artist can defeat. But if you change to a cold front, you can only mourn for this guy. Nearly three hundred skeleton warriors alone can add him to be torn to pieces. Under such circumstances, Leng Feng was able to relieve himself, and his heart couldn't help but be full of gratitude.

Aland's man pondered the pity on Beilun's face, what it meant. I saw Leng Feng walking into the martial arts arena. Sneered, "Just because you're a fragile necromancer, do you want to fight against me?"

"Didn't His Highness say it, anyone can come up and challenge. It's just that this bet is a little dissatisfied, why don't you play bigger, how about ten spirit-level weapons?" Leng Feng said lightly with an expressionless face.

"This ......" the martial artist hesitated, his eyes looking at the Fourth Highness. When he saw His Highness nodding slightly, a touch of ecstasy appeared on his face. Haha laughed and said: "Some people don't know what they can do, and they have to send me a spirit-level weapon, how can there be any reason to refuse." I'm afraid you won't be able to take it out if you lose. ”

"Come on, take out Marquis Leng's bet. Although the Celestial Dragon Kingdom is weak, it is not too weak to lose. His Majesty Long Hao ordered loudly.

After a while, a group of chamberlains slowly walked up to the square with shining spirit-level blades in their hands. As many as ten spirit-level weapons, the light emitted attracted everyone's eyes to look at the past, and they were secretly amazed by His Majesty's generosity.

Seeing this, Long Yutian stroked his palms and smiled: "Fourth Highness, since your father has this Yaxing, shouldn't you also take out the bet." With these words, everyone's eyes looked at His Royal Highness Aland IV, who was pretending to be calm. Curious, joking, and disdainful glances, the Fourth Highness let out a muffled snort.

"High-level necromancer, against a martial artist. I really don't know where you got your confidence. With a wave of his hand, His Royal Highness Wang Rufeng immediately gathered out ten spirit-level weapons and placed them on the ground one by one.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, spirit-level weapons, I, Aland, are going to decide. The martial artist in the martial arts arena roared with confidence.

"Are you still fighting?" Leng Feng looked impatient. Let's not talk about the four highnesses fighting for the dragon Ling'er with themselves. Even as a magician of the Celestial Dragon Kingdom. We can't sit idly by and watch these people show off their might.

"I'm going to challenge a warrior, but don't blame me for your own death. Don't call me bullying you, I allow you to summon the ugly bone stick first. The martial artist said indifferently. From the depths of his heart, where will the declining necromancer be put in his eyes.

Leng Feng smiled and casually summoned two skeleton warriors. After a long pause, he looked over and muttered, "I'm ready, when will it start?"

"You're not kidding, are you! Just two skeleton generals...... the man said in surprise.

"Are you going to fight? I'm going to do it. Leng Feng shouted impatiently. I didn't expect this guy to be so abrasive. The power of the soul controlled the two skeleton warriors who exuded a faint death aura, and rushed forward like lightning. Two narrow bone knives, mixed with the amazing sound of breaking wind, slashed down left and right.

The man's eyes contracted, and he drew his sword sharply. In the midst of the sword, the tiger's body quickly retreated. Swinging the sword, a dazzling sword roared out, fiercely attacking the skeleton general. With both feet slamming on the ground, his body jumped high, and the long sword infused with fighting energy slammed down on Leng Feng like lightning. As long as he defeats Leng Feng, even if he summons thousands of troops, what is the use.

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd, and they saw two skeleton warriors, jumping high to dodge the attacking sword when there was no room for action. One of the skeleton warriors kicked his companion next to him with a fierce kick. I saw another skeleton general, and suddenly shot at the Aland Warrior like a cannonball. The bone knife in his hand slashed through a sharp black light, slashing at the back of the person's head like lightning.

Seeing that the long sword was about to hit Leng Feng, the other party still had no intention of dodging. The martial artist secretly mocked: "A magician is a magician, and the reaction speed is too slow. The exclamation of the crowd was caused by their own thunderous blow, and as soon as this thought came to their minds, they felt a fierce sound of breaking wind shooting towards the back of their heads. According to this trend, if you don't wait for yourself to hurt Leng Feng, you are afraid that your head will be split in half. The revenant soul rushed to the ground, and hurriedly shrank his head. The strong wind whistling by, which can be wiped across the scalp, suddenly fluttered hair, constantly falling down.

As soon as the man fell to the ground in embarrassment, a bone knife flashing with sharp black light had already landed on his neck. Immediately following the skeleton warrior who landed on the ground, the undead fire rose violently, as if it were a mockery, and it was firmly in front of Leng Feng.

Leng Feng shook his head and said disdainfully: "Martial artist, but that's it." Turning around, his eyes were full of provocation, and he looked at the Fourth Highness, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Thank you Fourth Highness for the spirit-level weapon......

Everyone looked at the defeated martial artist with pale faces in disbelief, and their eyes slowly turned with Leng Feng's pace. The whole scene was so quiet that the pins could be heard. Everyone was shocked by the astonishing control that Leng Feng had shown. You must know that the opponent is a strong martial artist! With just two skeleton generals, you can defeat your opponent in a very short time. It's so easy to win. It was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

His Majesty Long Hao's heart shook tremblingly, and his slightly open mouth couldn't be closed for a long time. Although according to the information gathered, he knew that Leng Feng's soul control was very outstanding, but he didn't expect it to be so outstanding. As a martial king, Long Artemisia can of course see that if the Aland warrior is not in a hurry to defeat the enemy with one move and pounce from the air, he will not be taken advantage of by Leng Feng. But when the soul control reached the point of the cold front, were you still afraid that it would be difficult to win? After being stunned for a long time, he took the lead in applauding.

"It's wonderful......"

"The Marquis is mighty......"

"Good job, worthy of being the youngest marquis in the kingdom. Sure enough, the strength is outstanding. ”

"Brother Feng, you're amazing. Long Ling'er cheered excitedly.

"Boss Leng is mighty, and he has finally avenged us. ”

"All this is too fast, has it happened?" The crowd of onlookers exclaimed in shock, and they all cheered and admired as if they had just woken up from a dream, and burst into warm applause and cheers. Among them, the screams of the girls were particularly harsh. In this era of hero worship, Leng Feng undoubtedly won the admiration of the vast majority of people present.

In the cheers of everyone, Leng Feng still looked at the Fourth Highness, and said lightly: "Cold eyes are not talented, I am willing to challenge the first and second masters in the combat power list." The stake is still ten spirit-level weapons, is Your Highness still betting?"

The Fourth Highness frowned, Leng Feng's strength was beyond his expectations, and when he saw that he was challenging again, he couldn't help but hesitate. The loss of just ten weapons is enough for your own flesh. Unexpectedly, Leng Feng actually came again.

Seeing this, Beilun's eyes rolled, and he immediately stood up, booing with disdain on his face. wantonly mocked the powerful people of the Aland Kingdom. The rest of the people followed suit, and suddenly the entire hall was filled with disdainful boos.

In the midst of the four highnesses, the two magicians glanced at each other, suddenly got up and begged: "Please allow us to fight and save Aland's honor." ”

The Four Highnesses took a deep look, one was a fire-type high-level peak mage who was known for his sharp attacks, and the other was an undead high-level peak mage with no less than fifty skeleton generals. With the strength of the two of you, are you afraid that you won't be able to deal with the cold front? No matter how strong your soul control is, you will be easily defeated in the face of absolute strength. Nodding slightly, he looked at Leng Feng and said coldly: "Bet, naturally you have to gamble." ”

The two mages walked towards the martial arts arena with a menacing attitude, and Leng Feng's body appeared with infinite battle intent, and he muttered to himself: "I'm afraid that you don't gamble, it's best to keep all the ruins in the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom obediently!"

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