Ling Aotian looked at the battlefield with a worried face, at this moment, the outcome of the battle was no longer important, all he needed was that the three heads were safe.

Santou, you don't want to have anything to do! Ling Aotian shouted in his heart, at this moment, if it weren't for the rules of the game, he would have rushed into the ring long ago.

The people watching the battle were also stunned, the championship of this Warcraft Competition, brought them too much shock, although the three heads and Zifeng in the finals are only the level of the eighth-level Warcraft, but the strength shown by their fierce battles has far exceeded the level of the eighth-level, such a big battle, it can be said that it can be said that it can be the most inspiring to forge ahead, after watching such a wonderful game, countless cultivators began to reflect, after that, a cultivation boom was set off on the continent, countless strong people rose because of this, and the continent of war appeared a prosperous era after being silent for nearly a thousand years。

Of course, the various turmoil caused by the fierce battle between the three heads and the purple wind is naturally a later story, and at this time, what people are most concerned about is naturally the result of the battle between the three heads and the purple phoenix.

All people's eyes were focused on the ring, and the shock wave in the ring that lasted for a long time constantly distorted the space and affected the hearts of countless people.

What was the outcome of this battle?

Finally, the energy shockwaves on the battlefield began to slowly dissipate.

A huge figure appeared in people's sight.

All the people were boiling, although Zifeng at this time looked extremely embarrassed, with scars all over his body, and the beautiful phoenix feather lost its original luster in this final blow, and looked extremely bleak, but it was still alive, so it was naturally the winner of this Warcraft competition.

What about the three heads? Until now, the figure of the three heads has not appeared, could it have been wiped out under the impact of this powerful energy? When all the people searched in the ring, but still did not see the figure of the three heads, everyone thought so.

"Three-headed!" Seeing this situation, Ling Aotian shouted, and as soon as his body moved, he was about to rush towards the ring.

"Brother Tian, don't be impulsive! the three heads are still alive!" Lu Hao grabbed Ling Aotian at the moment when he was about to rush out.

The three heads are still alive! Lu Hao's words undoubtedly gave Ling Aotian a reassurance, and he forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and stopped.

At this moment, none of the people watching the battle noticed Ling Aotian's movements, and in their eyes, there was only Zifeng standing in the center of the ring, covered in scars.

This is the champion of this Warcraft competition, and in the near future, it will definitely grow into a strong man who is proud of the world, and how fortunate they are to be able to see the rise of a strong man in the future!

However, an unexpected scene occurred in the ring, and under everyone's attention, Zifeng's huge body collapsed with a bang.

Rumble!

The loud sound of the huge body falling down was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the audience hard.

How could this be? The champion of this Warcraft Competition, a future powerhouse, actually fell in the ring.

Zifeng struggled a few times to get up, but couldn't.

"Stand up, Zifeng, you are the champion of the competition, the strong man of the future, how can you fall?" a voice sounded.

"Get up!"

"Get up!" ......

Countless shouts came from under the ring.

Under the shouts of everyone, Zifeng came to her senses again and tried to stand up from the ground, but due to the huge consumption of strength and the severity of her injuries, she failed in the end.

"Get up!" "Get up!" "Get up!" ......

The shouts of the audience did not stop.

"No more shouting! it's already lost!" a voice came from the depths of the shockwave that had not yet dissipated.

All the audience were stunned again, that voice was the three heads they all thought had long since disappeared.

What's going on? Could it be that the winner this time is not Zifeng? All the eyes of the people looked in the direction where the three-headed voice came from.

A figure walked out of the shockwave that had not yet dissipated.

It's three-headed, it's really three-headed, and all the audience is boiling again.

At this time, the three heads looked even more miserable than Zifeng, with their originally shiny hair, which became curly under the high temperature, and there were even scorched marks in several places on their bodies, exuding a strong smell of burning, and the scars on its body were only more than Zifeng.

Step by step, the three heads walked out of the shockwave that had not been dissipated, and with each step, the scars on its body increased a little more.

Looking at the increasing scars on the three heads, the audience couldn't help but worry about whether it would fall in the ring like Zifeng.

Of course, everyone's worries did not appear, and after the three heads left the energy shock wave that did not dissipate, the scars on their bodies did not increase anymore, and it walked towards Zifeng, who had fallen in the ring and had been unable to get up, step by step.

What are the three heads going to do? Everyone's eyes widened as they watched the three heads walk towards Zifeng step by step.

Could it be that the three heads plan to kill them all?

Some people started thinking like this.

"You've lost!" When he was still four or five meters away from Zifeng, Santou stopped and looked at Zifeng, who was still unable to get up in the ring.

"Yes, you won!" Zifeng lowered her head, although she didn't want to admit it, but at this moment, it really didn't have the strength to fight again.

The four heads of the three heads suddenly twisted, and the four-colored flames erupted from its mouth again, shooting towards the purple phoenix.

The three were going to kill them! Everyone froze.

"Stop!"

"Be merciful!"

......

Several loud shouts came out from outside the ring, and several figures rushed towards the ring, trying to stop the three heads.

However, the three heads were only a few meters away from Zifeng, how could those people stop them, and before the several figures rushed into the ring, the four-colored flames of the three heads had already fallen on Zifeng, who had no power to resist.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!" a roar came out, and one of the people who rushed into the ring saw that he couldn't stop the three heads, and actually shot at the three heads in anger.

"Hmph!" a cold snort came out, and a huge sword shadow descended in the air, blocking the man's body.

Rumble!

A loud bang came out, and the figure of the pair of three-headed shots retreated backwards and retreated outside the ring, and above the ring, there was an additional figure, a broken sword, raised diagonally above his head, and his eyes looked at the person who had just attacked the three-headed man with angry eyes.

This person, naturally, was Ling Aotian, and just as the three heads spewed out four-colored flames and sprayed towards Zifeng, he felt that something was wrong, and rushed towards the ring, finally blocking the opponent's attack when that person made a move.

The scene that happened just now was so fast that even the three heads of the authorities didn't react, and when it came back to its senses, Ling Aotian was already standing in the ring.

"What are you doing? I'm saving it, it's depleted in the battle just now, and it's probably life-threatening, I'm just using my own source to help it replenish it. Looking at the tense situation in front of it, it naturally guessed what people were thinking and explained it simply.

The three heads are saving Zifeng, is this possible? A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of all the people, at this moment, they really couldn't believe what the three heads said, especially the person who attacked the three heads just now, there was still a trace of anger in the eyes that looked at the three heads at this moment.

Compared to that person's anger, Ling Aotian's anger was even worse, after knowing that the three heads were saving Zifeng, his anger towards the person who attacked the three heads had reached an unstoppable level, at this moment, seeing that the person was still glaring at the three heads with a fierce look on his face, he also looked at him with murderous intent.

"Your Excellency, the three heads said that he was trying to save Zifeng, could it be that you still want to do it?" Ling Aotian's voice was full of coldness, there was no doubt that if the other party had the intention of making a move, he would definitely not hesitate to give a counterattack.

"Brother Tian, forget it, I'm fine, they don't believe it, this is understandable, the truth of the facts, let's let Zifeng say it!" Seeing that Ling Aotian had the intention of making a move, the three heads stopped him.

As he spoke, Zifeng, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, had already stood up from the ground.

"It's true!" Zifeng's voice rang out.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zifeng, and those who were not weak in cultivation could see that Zifeng's situation at this moment was indeed much better than before, and obviously, the previous four-colored flames of the three heads had indeed taken effect.

The audience, who thought there would be a bloody conflict, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Facts speak louder than words, in the face of this situation, the person who attacked the three heads had nothing to say, and after snorting coldly, he retreated back to the same place, however, from the unwillingness in his eyes, it can be seen that he is still a little resentful of Zifeng's defeat this time.

"Okay, this Warcraft Contest has ended, and now, I announce the results of this Warcraft Competition: At this moment, the champion of the Warcraft Contest is the three-headed Demon Lion of the participating Warcraft of Fengluo Pavilion!"

A shocking round of applause rang out from the arena.

After the contest ended, the next step was the awards, and soon, the top ten prizes were distributed to the participating Warcraft forces.

After receiving the huge box handed over by the award presenter, Feng Qingyi walked off the stage with an excited face.

"Tsing Yi, what is the earth thing that makes your heart flutter?" Seeing Feng Qingyi's excited appearance, Ling Aotian couldn't help but ask.

Feng Qingyi looked around, shook his head and said, "This is not the place to talk, let's go back to the inn and talk about it!"

The Warcraft Contest officially ended, and the Warcraft forces that came to participate in the competition began to withdraw, and Ling Aotian and the others also walked towards the outside of the cold field with the crowd leaving.

"Three-headed!"

Just as he was about to leave, a voice rang out.

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, Zifeng, who had regained his human form, stood not far away.

Santou stepped forward and looked at Zifeng: "Is your injury better?"

Zifeng looked at the opponent in front of him with some complexity.

"Thank you this time!" After a lot of effort, Zifeng finally said words of thanks.

"Okay, since you can't say it, you don't have to force yourself!" Seeing the unnaturalness of Zifeng's words of thanks, Santou said such a sentence softly, followed behind everyone, and left the arena.

Looking at the backs of the three heads, Zifeng didn't speak, and stood quietly in place, watching them leave.