Soon after Leng Yaoyang defeated Wan Jianling, Yan Lie also defeated his opponent and won the fifth victory, because some people with a lot of strength always wanted to pick up a big bargain in the end, but some of the strong men of the Tianzun Realm kept coming to the stage with an experienced mentality, and in the next few battles, Leng Yaoyang and Yan Lie said that although the battle was not easy, they both won the victory.

Soon, both men had won nine games in a row and were on their way to their final battle in the first round.

"Haha, boy, thank you for helping this seat win nine victories, and then leave the matter of promotion to this seat, you can leave. When Leng Yaoyang defeated the ninth opponent and almost recovered from his injuries, a middle-aged man jumped on the martial arts platform and laughed.

"Damn, I didn't expect to be robbed of this opportunity to advance, it's really unpleasant. After the middle-aged man ascended the martial arts platform, many strong people around him secretly hated in their hearts.

"That's it, this Zhang Feng's strength is not very strong, and I thought that he was taken advantage of. ”

"If he really participates in the battle, he will definitely not be able to pass the second stage of this first round, it is really a good opportunity for nothing, and he picked it up. ”

On the martial arts platform, Leng Yaoyang looked at Zhang Feng who was waiting for the stage with a solemn face, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to get the promotion quota from me, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

After speaking, Leng Yaoyang stepped out, and the scarlet blade in his hand was cut out first, and the blood-colored axe crossed the sky, which was the "Blood Axe Yaoyang".

"You've used this trick many times in succession, don't you even think it can work for me?" Zhang Feng smiled disdainfully, and with a flick of his fingers, a finger shot out, shattering the blood-colored axe in an instant.

Then the aqua blue fingers shot towards Leng Yaoyang unabated.

"Ding!" The scarlet blade suddenly crossed over to block this finger, and suddenly let out a crisp sound of gold and iron, and the powerful force shook Leng Yaoyang's hands for a while, and his body was even more shocked back by this huge force.

[This person is so terrifyingly powerful, he has such power with a flick of his fingers at will. Leng Yaoyang looked at Zhang Feng who was careless on the other side with a solemn expression, his heart was turbulent, he knew that he had met the most powerful opponent on this trip.

"Boy, if you know each other, you better get off the stage quickly, otherwise when the real battle starts later, this seat will not dare to guarantee your life, hahaha!" Looking at Leng Yaoyang, who had become extremely cautious because of his casual fingering, Zhang Feng couldn't help but look up to the sky and laughed.

"What about your strength, why am I afraid!" Leng Yaoyang shouted violently, the soles of his feet stepped heavily on the martial arts table, and his body jumped up, and the blood-red true yuan continued to surge out of his body, and finally slashed out with the swing of the scarlet blade in his hand.

"Nine Axes of Bloody Battle, First Style!"

"Stubborn!" Seeing that Leng Yaoyang was still resisting, Zhang Feng couldn't help but snort coldly, and the two fingers in his right hand rose together, and a thick, pure and condensed true yuan instantly converged, and finally turned into a sharp finger and shot towards Leng Yaoyang as Zhang Feng pointed out.

"Bell!" The sound of collision came out, and under the powerful energy, Leng Yaoyang's move was directly penetrated by Zhang Feng's finger that pierced his left shoulder, interrupting the axe technique, and his body shook violently, falling directly back to the ground from the air.

Zhang Feng looked at Leng Yaoyang who jumped up from the ground with disdain, and said coldly: "This seat has already given you two chances, if you don't know how to die, then you will die!"

Leng Yaoyang glanced at the blood flowing from the wound on his left shoulder, but there was no timidity in his eyes, but there was an unprecedented battle intent that emerged, his right hand raised the scarlet blade with one hand, and slowly spit out a few words in his mouth: "Blood Battle Nine Axes, First Style!"

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm dead or alive!" Zhang Feng's eyes no longer had the slightest emotion, they became cold, and at the moment when Leng Yaoyang slashed out with an axe, he quickly pointed out, and the aqua blue fingers shot out.

Just when Zhang Feng thought that his move was enough to kill Leng Yaoyang, Leng Yaoyang's figure flashed at the last moment, avoiding this finger, and at the same time, the scarlet blade in his hand had already slashed out.

Endless blood-colored light filled the entire martial arts platform, and the rich smell of blood also diffused, and in an instant, the entire martial arts platform seemed to be soaked in blood.

"Hmm, such a powerful bloody aura, this guy, how can he be so strong?" As Leng Yaoyang's axe slashed out, Zhang Feng's complexion couldn't help but change violently, such a terrifying attack, could it really be performed by a small Tianzun of the Tianzun Realm?

However, Leng Yaoyang was menacing, and it didn't leave Zhang Feng much room to think, the axe attack had already swept in, Zhang Feng didn't dare to be careless, the true yuan in his body surged, and finally turned into a vortex of water-blue fingers, frantically devouring the blood-colored power around him.

As the blood-colored power was swallowed by the aqua blue vortex fingers, the vortex fingers had expanded from the size of the original thumb to the size of dozens of meters, and the whole body was blood-colored, slowly rotating, looking extremely impressive.

In addition, on the entire martial arts platform, there was no longer the slightest trace of blood-colored energy, and the power of Leng Yaoyang's axe was actually swallowed up by this vortex finger.

"Hmph, in front of my vortex fingering, all attacks are useless. Zhang Feng snorted coldly, and pointed his finger forward again, and the blood-colored vortex tens of meters in size actually rotated and condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, the blood-colored vortex turned into a complete finger with a diameter of more than five meters and a length of tens of meters, exuding endless coercion and attacking Leng Yaoyang.

"Vortex fingering, one finger kill!"

"Not good. Leng Yaoyang's face changed suddenly, he didn't expect that the other party's attack would be able to devour all his attack power, and he could return it completely.

Now that the power of this finger has fused his blow just now with Zhang Feng's own attack, the power has reached an extremely terrifying level, even if Zhang Feng himself wants to block this move, it is not an easy task, let alone his Leng Yaoyang.

However, the more difficult the attack to resist, the more powerful the opponent, the more it can stimulate Leng Yaoyang's combat potential.

Leng Yaoyang, who was able to start cultivating after the age of sixteen and had such strength in less than twenty years, was never someone who could be defeated so easily.

Leng Yaoyang's eyes were bloodshot, he held the axe in both hands, and slashed out with an axe!

"Nine Axes of Bloody Battle, Second Style!"