Lan Ning'er was overwhelmed by the golden light.

Ling Feng waved his strong arms and smashed towards the center of the golden light wantonly, and a hurricane of spiritual power stirred together, and in the huge field, the air and the enchantment shook together.

Eventually, after everything had calmed down, a red figure lay quietly on the field, his eyes closed, and the blood from the corners of his mouth overflowed with his straight chin.

Lan Ning'er, who was extremely strong, was knocked down like this, but the other party seemed a little understated.

And Ling Feng is one realm lower than Lan Ning'er.

After all, it is claimed to be invincible at the same level, and in the eyes of many people, it can be regarded as a powerful cross-level battle, but it seems normal to put it on the Holy Son.

"However, to be able to fight with the Holy Son so far, this Lan Ning'er is indeed not comparable to us..."

"Hmm... If it's against Ling Feng, I may not be able to survive three moves..."

Some people sighed like this, but Zhang Ye secretly shook his head, thinking that these people still thought too highly of themselves, or rather, underestimated Ling Feng too much.

"If he really wants to show his strength, he can tell the winner in a few rounds..."

Zhang Ye had already seen that this Ling Feng had not yet used all his strength!

In other words, although Lan Ning'er was one of the leaders of this hero meeting, it was obvious that Ling Feng didn't actually take it too seriously.

Ling Feng looked at everything calmly, his knuckles were a little bloody, his golden clothes were brilliant, and his aura was like a god of war, which made many people can't help but cast awe-inspiring eyes.

There were especially some women outside the court, who were overwhelmed.

"Shinto Son... I feel like my heart belongs..."

"It's a pity that the holy sons and daughters of the Six Realms are all destined not to get married. ”

"Hey, it's a pity, the Holy Son is the Holy Son, if I can marry the Holy Son of the Six Realms in my life..."

"Well, except for that humane saint Tu Lie, I heard that I was used as a monkey not long ago, I don't think it's reliable..."

Tens of thousands of people outside the arena were noisy, but at this time it was not as dazzling as Ling Feng, his long hair fluttered, and his beautiful woman-like face had a pleasant smile, and he looked around, which was officially brightened.

"This sissy... I really take myself seriously..."

Although Zhang Ye was uncomfortable for a while, it attracted screams from the audience.

I don't know who started it, but many women began to shout Ling Feng's name.

"Ling Feng!

"The Holy Son is invincible!"

These women all showed red faces, and they had been conquered by Ling Feng's "heroic appearance", and the strength of the nymphomaniac made the rest of the people scoff a little.

However, at this moment, the situation on the field changed abruptly.

"Wait, Lan Ning'er, she's not dead?"

An exclamation diverted everyone's attention, and as soon as Ling Feng turned around, his slender eyebrows suddenly raised slightly.

Although Lan Ning'er on the ground was still motionless at this time, a bright red mist evaporated from her body.

Immediately afterwards, with a muffled cough, Lan Ning'er, who fell to the ground, suddenly woke up, spit out a mouthful of brown fragments, and opened her eyes with great difficulty, and her eyes were full of horror, and there was a kind of happiness for the rest of her life.

Zhang Ye understood at a glance: "Snatch the Soul Pill, forcibly extend your life span by three days..."

"It's kind of interesting..."

Ling Feng didn't expect this scene, but when he saw Lan Ning'er turn into red light and flee directly, he didn't react much, he was very indifferent.

Ling Feng's purpose was not to kill people in the final analysis, and he didn't regard Lan Ning'er as a real opponent, so whether the other party died or withdrew, the result would be the same for him, just one less person in the way.

It's just that there are others who don't think so.

"Ling Feng, this little beauty will borrow me!"

A coquettish smile full of temptation spread into the ears of tens of thousands of people, and there were two divine rays in the south that shot extremely quickly, accompanied by thunder, and the dust was collapsed by spiritual power to a hundred meters high in the sky, and the crowd had those who couldn't dodge, and were directly cut into pieces of flesh by the terrifying spiritual power!

More than 100 people who were still watching the excitement just now died in the blink of an eye!

The bloody scene was suddenly staged among the innocent people, but the old woman on the high platform didn't even raise her eyes.

"It's Yin Hongchen! It's the battle with Saitama of the Divine Fist of the West Army!"

"Yin Hongchen... Shura Dao Holy Maiden?!"

The two divine rays bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and you chased after me, and one of them went straight to Lan Ning'er, who was about to escape.

"No! what are you going to do!"

Lan Ning'er's speed was very fast, but when this light approached, she was pulled by an invisible force, like a quagmire, and she could only watch in a daze as a white hand grabbed her neck.

"Her speed comes from some kind of martial arts, and it consumes spiritual power, and at this moment, she is targeted by this Shura Dao Holy Maiden, and she is absolutely restrained..."

Zhang Ye could see at a glance that it was greasy, and the hand in the divine light also firmly pinched Lan Ning'er.

At the beginning, Lan Ning'er, who was elegant and dusty, was now like crazy, her eyes were scattered, and she who had just won a glimmer of life was like a dead fish, being held by one hand, lingering between the vortex of spiritual power that continued to erupt from the two divine lights.

Boom!

With a flash of light blue light, a hole was broken in the enchantment on the field, and a strange scene occurred, and Lan Ning'er's body began to shrivel up rapidly in that hand!

"You..."

Lan Ning'er's red dress seemed to melt, and threads of blood poured from all over her body to the hand that choked her neck.

In an instant, the two divine rays were like two meteors, separated far apart after the burning marks were streaked across the ground, and then one rose from the ground, and the other fell from the sky, slamming into each other fiercely.

The spiritual power surged in all directions like a monstrous wave, and the land trembled.

In the midst of the shaking, tens of thousands of people finally saw the true faces of those two people.

One was dressed in a cyan power suit, two sandbag-sized fists, and a pair of turquoise fingered tigers, his hair was as short as a steel needle, his face was like a knife and axe, two thick eyebrows were inserted obliquely into his sideburns, and his strong muscles were full of strength.

Divine Fist Saitama, Divine Dawn Realm Triple, a pair of iron fists to fight all over the West County invincible opponent, is a legend of the younger generation of the West County!

Saitama's eyes were clear, and his appearance even took half of Ling Feng's limelight.

However, the woman on the other side is more attention-grabbing.

Her fairy skin and jade body, her graceful body is generated according to the golden ratio, hidden under a hazy black veil, which is not real, but extremely attractive.

It is the holy daughter of the Shura Dao - Yin Hongchen.

At this time, Yin Hongchen's eyebrows were slightly raised, like a thin smoke covering the bright moon, like a streamer with the moon, the bewildering eyes were charming, and as soon as his right hand was loosened, a dry corpse wrapped in a red cloth fell to the ground.

Countless people were terrified, Lan Ning'er couldn't escape from here in the end, and that gentle and powerful woman turned into a pink skeleton.

"Ahh Saitama, it seems that you are indeed very strong, if you don't eat enough, the slave family has really fought you.."

While leaving Lan Ning'er's corpse, Yin Hongchen's eyebrows flashed with a strange black light, her chin was lightly raised, her ink-like nails were dotted on her delicate lips, and her body exuded indescribable mysterious changes.

"Witch!"

"Yin Hongchen..."

Saitama's face changed drastically at this moment, and even Ling Feng's face became solemn because of this.

(End of chapter)

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