Chapter 131: Fierce Battle

Looking at the ten stone pillars standing tall from the ground, everyone's eyes became sharp.

"Coax!"

I saw that all ten stone pillars had descended, carrying a competition platform, and then began to rise slowly.

Looking at the rising tournament platform, everyone's eyes were red and they hurriedly jumped up.

"One minute countdown to the time on the stage!"

Yang Feng sighed that there is still this kind of operation, this is to catch ducks on the shelves.

He had to bite the bullet, he still wanted to watch it, there must be a powerful ruthless character in this group of people.

Now it's just a matter of luck.

The moment he stepped on the martial arts platform, someone attacked Yang Feng, this martial arts platform was very large, even if so many people could have enough space to fight.

Yang Feng thought about hiding it, and only used a small part of his strength to fight, so as not to become the target of everyone.

However, those people also regarded Yang Feng as a soft persimmon, and came to him one after another to make trouble.

Yang Feng was enraged even if he had a good temper, so he simply stopped hiding it, and directly took out the Emperor Sword, and the terrifying divine power enveloped a bunch of people, and swept them down with a direct sword.

At this point, a large clearing appeared in front of him.

"Shhh

"The boy with the Imperial Sword!"

Someone recognized Yang Feng and avoided him directly, but there were still people who didn't know Yang Feng, and then a bunch of people rushed up again.

So repeatedly, Yang Feng swept several waves of people off the competition platform, these people are just six or seven changes of the Xuanshen, and it is still not enough for Yang Feng!

During this period, he also saw several fierce teenagers, and they were all on the same stage as him, which also made Yang Feng more vigilant.

More and more teenagers who wanted to hide were forced out, and Yang Feng found that these weak cultivators seemed to be crazy, attacking whoever was weak, and the results were all difficult to mess with.

This also made the competition platform quickly empty, and there were only a few hundred people left.

Yang Feng looked around, and none of these were weak, so he felt that this competition was deliberately clearing the weak monks.

There was even more annoyance under the competition stage, and there was nothing to do about it looking at the competition platform that was slowly rising into the air.

Looking at the teenagers on the stage who were wary of each other, Yang Feng knew that the real competition was about to begin.

There are smart ones that start in groups, which gives them an advantage among a few hundred people.

There were also monks like Yang Feng who were loners, and they were very nervous looking at the groups of monks.

"Why don't you clean up these ones one by one!"

I don't know who proposed so!

This is indeed a very correct approach, if a group of them fight together, the losses will be absolutely heavy, if the lone monks are cleared out, they will not only lose their opponents, but also save a lot of trouble.

The solitary teenagers were all pale, and these groups were several times more numerous than them, which was completely impossible to fight.

"Let's make an alliance for the time being!"

Someone suggested this, and many of the loose practices were also very much recognized.

Yang Feng is also happy to see this kind of scene, and it would be good for him to fish in troubled waters in the middle.

So Sanxiu also formed a team, and the field instantly became subtle.

Everyone wants to get everyone else out.

Not to mention casual cultivation, everyone has hidden secrets, and they all want to be yellow finches and serve cicadas.

Everyone is a little worried, and they are also timid.

Looking at the other nine martial arts platforms, the situation is similar!

"There is still half a day after the end of the competition, there can only be one person on the stage, and no one can get a chance if there are many people!"

At this moment, a line of words appeared above the competition platform.

This sentence is like injecting a strong motivation into everyone, and everyone has only one thought, and that is to save it until the end.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

......

One person's shouting to kill, two people's shouting to kill, just like stacking Arhats, the sound is getting louder and louder, and the blood in my heart is also boiling!

The swords and swords are intertwined, the mana and supernatural powers collide, and there are only ripples in the air.

Yang Feng is like a duckweed, the enemies around him keep changing, and he kills wherever he goes!

"Oh! no!

One after another on the competition platform fell like dumplings, and the terrible screams of everyone when they fell were enough to make people panic.

Fortunately, the competition platform did not have the idea of falling to their deaths, and everyone landed safely.

Yang Feng took the time to take a look and found that this Wutai had risen to a height of thousands of meters!

While dealing with the enemies around him, he watched the other people fight to see if there were any hidden enemies.

As there are fewer and fewer people on the field, the strong ones are emerging one after another.

Yang Feng saw a young man in black, carrying a strange weapon, with Yang Feng's knowledge, he couldn't tell what type of weapon this weapon belonged to!

Perhaps sensing that Yang Feng was looking at him, he turned his head to look at Yang Feng and smiled evilly.

Yang Feng looked at the covered half of his face, only a pair of eyes, but Yang Feng saw evil and indifference in his eyes.

Yang Feng looked at the young man who had left in an instant, and felt that he had a somewhat familiar atmosphere.

Moreover, this black-clothed young man was very cruel, and none of the people who fought with him survived, and his death was extremely ugly.

"What a ruthless boy!"

"Dare to be distracted when you fight against me, and look for death!"

The one who fought against Yang Feng was a young man with eight changes in the Xuan God, and if he was placed in the Tianxuan Realm, he would also be a genius for various factions to compete for, but here it was like a cabbage.

"Goodbye!"

Yang Feng smiled and swept him off the competition platform.

"Here, fight!"

At this time, a young man with a spear walked over and looked at Yang Feng and said heartily.

"Interesting!"

Yang Feng said after taking a look.

"Let's shoot guns for guns!"

Looking at the spear in the young man's hand, Yang Feng was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, and took out the holy spear that he hadn't used for a long time!

"Good!"

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

The young man's understanding of the way of the gun is very deep, and even an ordinary swing of the gun has a unique charm.

Yang Feng also returned a shot!

The silver-white spear head glittered in the air, and their battle also attracted the attention of many people.

"Khooth!"

Beautiful sparks are intertwined in the air, as brilliant as fireworks!

"It's not easy for either of you!"

The people watching sighed for a while, although they didn't know each other, but the strength made them forced to know.

The two of them each took a few steps back, looked at each other for a while, and then they both laughed!

Although they only fought one move, they both had a certain understanding of the depth of each other's strength.

"My name is Fang Long, you can come to Whale Island to find me in the future, and then you can compete again!"

"Yang Feng, Tianxuan Realm!"

Yang Feng smiled and nodded in response.

"Hahaha, okay, Brother Yang! Seeing that these people are not very powerful, I will leave first, and I will go to find an opponent elsewhere!"

After speaking, Fang Long jumped off the competition platform and disappeared.

Yang Feng solemnly looked at the direction he was going, looked at his cracked tiger's mouth, and sighed that the world was really too big!

This Fang Long can be said to be the most powerful one Yang Feng has encountered in the Xuanshen Realm!

"Whale Island, what is this place?"

Others were trying to understand Fang Long's origins.

But no one knows.

Even Yang Feng frowned when he heard this name, he didn't have the slightest information about this place in his mind.

It seems that I will ask Ling'er and them when I go out.

There were only twenty or thirty people left on the martial platform, and most of them were alone, and hundreds of them were eliminated.

The nine changes of the Xuanshen on the field are all different, but the people on the field are also the most jealous of Yang Feng.

The people on the field looked at each other, then sat down and began to recover, ready to take on the challenge in the best possible condition.

"Final Challenge: Half an Hour!"

The words that appeared in the sky were like sharp knives, and everyone quickly stood up and pulled away from the others, looking at anyone with suspicion in their eyes.

"I'm not going to make a move, so I'll try it first!"

Looking at the silent crowd, Yang Feng stood up.

Yang Feng looked around at the remaining twenty or thirty people, and directly killed the black-clothed young man.

There is nothing more fearful of him than him.

"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

Looking at Yang Feng, who was killing him, he was not only not afraid, but also ridiculed Yang Feng.

"Five Elements Slash!"

The holy spear in his hand was replaced by the emperor sword, and a five-colored sword shadow slashed towards the black-clothed young man.

"Knock knock!"

At this moment, the demon heart in Yang Fengdao's heart, which was suppressed by the Bodhi tree, suddenly woke up.

Yang Feng was taken aback, caught off guard by this suddenly awakened demon heart.

But fortunately, there was a Bodhi tree sitting in his Dao heart, and the throbbing was instantly suppressed.

The awakening of the Demon Heart brought Yang Feng's attack to a halt, and Yang Feng was silent with the Emperor Sword in his hand.

The people outside didn't understand why Yang Feng was so bold and suddenly flinched.

The two looked at each other in disbelief.

The black-clothed young man was curious why Yang Feng, who had been planted with a demon by the Dao Heart, was unharmed at all after he awakened his demon heart.

Yang Feng guessed that this guy should be from the Demon Clan.

Yang Feng didn't know how to define the demon cultivator, and he saw the evil of the Black Mist Clan, which made Yang Feng realize that there was only more evil in this world, and there was no most evil.

"Interesting!"

"Nine worships of gods and demons!"

Yang Feng began to exert his might, but this divine power was also interspersed with a divine soul technique!

"Carving insect skills!"

These attacks were not taken seriously by the young man in black, and now he just wanted to catch Yang Feng and study it well.

The gods and demons seemed to have spirits, and when they heard the disdainful words of the black-clothed young man, they seemed to be enraged, and a terrifying momentum suppressed everyone.

Especially the boy in black, he was taken care of.

Feeling the majestic coercion on his body, the black-clothed young man immediately felt a sense of suffocation.

"Heavenly Demon Change!"

At the critical moment, the black-clothed young man shed his disguise, and a stream of demonic energy blessed his demon body, which allowed him to resist that peerless momentum.

"Boy, aren't you making me stronger in disguise?"

The black-clothed boy who took off his disguise seemed to have changed into a different person, and his handsome appearance was ruined by the magic lines on his face.

Yang Feng remained silent, and his soul chasing attack seemed to be lost.