When the ninth-level refining master wearing a purple gold robe announced that Yan Feng had won the second seat, and Lin Feng and Mu Linxue had won the championship seat, the hearts of the people in Mu Mansion suddenly trembled fiercely, and the feelings in their hearts were very complicated and indescribable.

Before this, they were going to marry Mu Linxue into the Yan family after this refining competition, everyone thought that Mu Linxue would lose this refining competition, but because of Lin Feng's appearance, the combination of Mu Linxue and Lin Feng won the championship seat of this refining competition, this is their children of Mufu, they should feel extremely honored at this time, but at this moment their real feelings are strange, the person they are about to abandon has won the championship, how ridiculous it is.

Winning the championship seat in the refining competition is of extraordinary significance, although they all know that this championship belongs, Lin Feng's contribution is the greatest, but after all, Lin Feng and Mu Linxue are a pair, and everything they get next will belong to the two of them.

Mu Qingying's expression was complicated, he glanced deeply at Lin Feng's direction, and a thought came to his heart: "If Lin Feng cooperates with me in refining weapons, what quality of imperial weapons will he refine?"

However, before the crowd had time to digest the thoughts in their hearts, Yan Feng's unconvinced voice had already floated out and spread all over the eight sides, making everyone's eyes converge on him again.

Of course Yan Feng was not convinced, just now, he thought that the championship seat had been obtained, and he had even said a big thing, not only him, but the vast majority of the audience thought so, but in the end, the purple gold robe refining master gave the championship seat to Lin Feng, which made Yan Feng so embarrassed.

"Master, everyone in my Yan family is also a little unconvinced. At this time, the head of the Yan family stood there, bowing slightly to the ninth-level refining master to apologize, openly questioning the ninth-level refining master's judgment, this was not a trivial matter, he didn't dare to go too far, so although it was good, he was still respectful.

The ninth-level refining master glanced at the people of the Yan family and Yan Feng, his expression was indifferent, and he said slowly: "You are not convinced, do I need to change the judgment to your victory?"

"Master, I don't dare to wait. The head of the Yan family suddenly trembled slightly when he heard the other party's words, although this is the meaning, but the meaning from the other party's mouth is completely different, that ninth-level refining master thinks that Lin Feng has won, and they are not convinced, is it possible that the refining master will change the judgment to them to win?

"You don't dare, then tell me, how can you take it?" said the Purple Gold Refining Master indifferently.

"Senior, Yan Feng just wants to have a fair chance to let me hold the imperial weapon I refined and collide with the imperial weapon he refined, so that the senior can naturally see which is stronger and which is weaker. Yan Feng lowered his head slightly, bowed down and said, his heart fluctuated, but he didn't dare to make too many mistakes, after all, this was the rule of the refining competition, and at this moment, he was questioning this rule, questioning the judgment of a ninth-level refining master, if he really angered the other party, it would definitely not be of any benefit to him.

"Joke, there are strong and weak people who use imperial weapons, do you think that a superior emperor who is holding a first-level imperial weapon can't kill a lower emperor holding a ninth-level imperial weapon?" The refining master said coldly, the imperial weapon is just an external force, although a fourth-level imperial weapon can already threaten the middle emperor powerhouse, but that is only based on theory, if you really fight, will the middle emperor strong stand there and let you kill? You are a martial artist, it is useless to hold a ninth-level imperial weapon, and you will be easily crushed and killed, unless your strength is worse than that of the other party, with the help of a powerful imperial weapon, it is possible to suppress the other party in turn.

Yan Feng said that he and Lin Feng each collided with their own imperial weapons, because his strength and Lin Feng's strength were not equal, so the purple gold robe refining master thought that this kind of collision had no reference significance.

"Senpai, I don't mind letting him try. At this time, Lin Feng said to the purple-gold robed refining master, which immediately made the ninth-level refining master raise his head and look at Lin Feng, thinking for a moment, and then his gaze looked at Yan Feng again, and said, "Since everyone else has agreed, then I will give you a chance." ”

"Thank you, seniors. Yan Feng's eyes showed an excited look, and then his body suddenly turned to Lin Feng, his gaze became cold, he didn't expect this person to take the initiative to fight, ridiculous.

With the long sword in his hand, the liliang of the law of flame swept out, and plunged into the red blood long sword in the palm of his hand, and suddenly a terrifying red blood sword light swallowed in the void, and before it bloomed, it had already appeared in the red blood red light.

Lin Feng held the gun in his right hand, the silver spear was thin and long, and he stayed quietly in Lin Feng's palm, but there was an incomparably terrifying aura of destruction.

"Everyone will see that the real champion of the refining competition will be me, Yan Feng. ”

The flames on Yan Feng's body were rolling, like an angry dragon roaring, his body moved, holding a sharp sword, heading towards Lin Feng, the sword was already suspended in the air, ready to slash out at any time.

Lin Feng didn't say anything, any words at this time were pale and powerless, and he could only verify everything with facts.

"The Groan of the Wind!" The moment Lin Feng's body moved, it fluttered like a gust of wind, so fast that his entire body turned into a shadow, and the spear in his palm spun wildly.

"Slash!" Yan Feng shouted angrily, the long sword slashed out, and almost at the same time, Lin Feng's silver spear stabbed out, the void shattered, and the terrifying red-blooded fire dragon was torn apart, spreading out in all directions, extremely spectacular, Lin Feng's palm suddenly loosened, and the spear disappeared abruptly.

"Snort......" The void seemed to be torn apart, and Yan Feng only felt a terrifying power of destruction rolling towards him, stabbing his head, as if it was about to tear his body apart.

"Go!" Yan Feng waved his hand violently, and the sword was slashed out of his hand, and then a collision sound came to mind, and the power of destruction seemed to turn into a terrifying storm, tearing the red blood manglong mang, and the red blood long sword was violently shaken back, Yan Feng reached out to grab it, but felt a terrible liliang crack his palm, making him unable to hold it, and then, the hilt of the sword slammed into his chest, making him snort, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew back several kilometers away.

But Yan Feng didn't seem to feel the pain in his body, his face was pale at this time, and he looked a little lost after his body stopped, and there was no blood on his face.

Defeated, his sword was repelled by the opponent's spear, which undoubtedly verified everything, and there was no problem with the judgment of the ninth-level refining master.

The eyes of the crowd were staring at the two figures in the void, Yan Feng, he was defeated so completely, he was Liliang who controlled the law, but in the collision of the imperial weapon, the sword he refined, lost.

That collision was undoubtedly announcing that Lin Feng and Mu Linxue deserved to win the championship of this refining competition.

"Before the conclusion of the refining competition came out, you claimed to have won the championship seat, Yan Feng, you are really humorous. Lin Feng stretched out his hand to wipe the silver spear in his hand, smiled lightly and spit out a sound, making Yan Feng's face as ugly as it was, isn't this exactly what he said to Lin Feng before, Lin Feng didn't officially fight back until he completely defeated him, this kind of counterattack is the most powerful, no one can question it, because Lin Feng is the winner, and at this time, the martial arts of the king and the defeat of the king shijie!

The purple-robed refining master who was optimistic about the combination of Lin Feng and Mu Linxue smiled, this time the bet was right, his eyes looked at the purple-robed master beside him, and he smiled and said: "You seem to have asked me for my alchemy before, you are so humorous, now, it's time to give it to me!"

The corners of the other party's mouth twitched slightly, but he felt panicked, and the humorous words in the other party's mouth at this moment were so ironic.

Not long ago, when Yan Feng refined the imperial weapon, Yan Feng himself, him, and the people of the Yan family were almost announcing to the public that Yan Feng had won the championship seat of the refining competition, even after Lin Feng refined the imperial weapon, but now the ending is diametrically opposite, this feeling is really uncomfortable, they all feel hot on their faces, as if everyone is looking at them with irony.

"I judged the ending of the refining competition, you questioned me, and you want to fight, so now, are you convinced?" The ninth-level refining master asked Yan Feng, his voice was slightly cold, he didn't have any ill will towards Yan Feng, on the contrary, Yan Feng was able to get the second seat in the refining competition, he also admired it, he was a good seedling, but Yan Feng and the people of the Yan family openly questioned his ruling in front of everyone, how faceless this was, in this case, he didn't need to take care of Yan Feng's face, Yan Feng's junior dared to question him, as a ninth-level refining master, did he still care about Yan Feng and give him face?

Everyone has to pay the price for their actions, Yan Feng chose to question him, so now, it's time to pay the price of questioning.

Yan Feng's body trembled slightly, in this situation, let him say to everyone, he obeyed? At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that just now he also questioned a ninth-level master in front of everyone, saying that he was not convinced, so now, he should say it again, accept it or not?

"It's really a headache!" The red gold robe master who was optimistic about Yan Feng rubbed his temples, and his heart was quite depressed, this guy is not wrong to be young and frivolous, but if this kind of frivolity is shown at an inappropriate time, sometimes it does have to pay a price, and many people's youthful frivolity is slowly polished clean like this!