The piercing sound rippled on the battle platform, and Ling Fan's Buddha handprint and Liu Feng's folding fan collided violently, and in just a few breaths, the palm print and the folding fan collided hundreds of times. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And as the two were intertwined, I saw that Ling Fan's Buddha handprint was getting darker and darker, and the power of suppression was gradually dissolved.

Liu Feng's folding fan was like a Dapeng spreading its wings, and under the illumination of the artistic conception of martial arts, it became more and more fierce, and the power to slash at Ling Fan became more and more fierce every time.

Rumble!

Finally, Ling Fan's Buddha handprint could not withstand the powerful cutting force, and burst open, and Ling Fan was also shocked to retreat a full ten steps.

Ling Fan's right hand trembled slightly, and on his arm, there were obvious scars, although he was a perfect golden body, it was not impossible to break it, under absolute strength, the perfect golden body would also be damaged.

It's just that with a perfect golden body to resist, the damage won't be too great.

"Being able to break through the perfect golden body, Liu Feng really deserves to be the top master of the martial arts realm. Ling Fan was secretly frightened, Liu Feng was worthy of being an existence that made all the Spirit Martial Realm fearful.

His combat power has reached the level of the top master of the Spirit Martial Realm, and he is probably not about the same as Ye Qi Feng, and the average Heavenly Martial Realm is estimated to be no match for Liu Feng.

Although Ling Fan has already shown extraordinary combat power, if he wants to defeat Liu Feng, it is not enough to rely on the strength he has shown so far.

Therefore, if he wants to win, he must come up with stronger hole cards.

With a twist of his wrist, Ling Fan's eyes stared at Liu Feng, his eyes suddenly became sharp, his body was shocked, and suddenly a phantom of a long sword appeared above his head, the long sword flickered, and the sword intent spread overwhelmingly, enveloping the entire battle platform.

Ling Fan also released the artistic conception of martial arts.

It's just that at this moment, the artistic conception of the sword above Ling Fan's head is not the color of purple gold, but a rich gold.

Ling Fan was originally the artistic conception of the Purple Gold Sword, and he never dared to expose it to the eyes of the world, but when he was cultivating the Nine Turns Floating Slaughter Decision in the Sword Cave of the Heavenly Sword Sect a few days ago, he found that he could borrow the level of the Nine Turns Floating Slaughter Decision to suppress the artistic conception of the sword.

Nine Turns Floating Slaughter Suppression, he can make the artistic conception of the sword change between white and purple at will.

In the past battles, Ling Fan did not dare to release the artistic conception of martial arts, without the increase of artistic conception of martial arts, he always had a sense of grievance, but now the level of artistic conception of martial arts can be changed at will, and he can finally release the artistic conception of martial arts to fight.

Although the artistic conception of the purple gold sword was suppressed to the golden level by Ling Fan, the kingly aura of the sword shadow did not diminish at all, and the artistic conception of the sword was much stronger than Liu Feng's artistic conception of the martial arts.

The artistic conception of martial arts bloomed, Ling Fan's hand shook, and an iron sword appeared in his hand at the same time, the martial arts field could not use mysterious weapons, but it was not against ordinary weapons, Liu Feng could use a folding fan, and Ling Fan could naturally use an iron sword.

The furious sword intent raged wildly, the sword intent flowed, and the long sword in Ling Fan's hand suddenly lit up, and a terrifying power rippled on the long sword.

Liu Feng frowned slightly, the moment Ling Fan's sword artistic conception bloomed, he felt that his martial artistic conception was as if it had been suppressed, obviously it was also a golden martial artistic conception, why was his martial artistic conception much more domineering than his own.

While thinking about it, Ling Fan had already taken the initiative to sweep towards Liu Feng, and the long sword in his hand slashed through the void and slashed towards Liu Feng fiercely.

Liu Feng's eyes froze, the folding fan swirled, and he immediately greeted it, and in the void, a piercing sound of gold and iron suddenly exploded.

The dazzling golden sword shadow hung above Ling Fan's head, making Ling Fan feel like a sword god, and the kingly aura of the sword shadow suppressed down, making Liu Feng's blade phantom a lot darker.

This is the suppression of the artistic conception of martial arts, a kind of condescending suppression, under the sword of the king, ten thousand weapons are prostrate.

Although the artistic conception of the sword was suppressed to the golden level, the increase in the power of Ling Fan's long sword was not small, and with a sword and sword slashing violently, Liu Feng actually had a tendency to be unable to resist, and gradually, he was actually at a disadvantage.

Being suppressed by Ling Fan, Liu Feng's eyes also became violent, he shouted angrily, and the folding fan in his hand danced wildly.

"Shenpeng's Fury!" With a loud shout, the folding fan in Liu Feng's hand continuously slashed out countless phantoms, and the phantoms were connected together, as if they were the golden wings of the divine bird Dapeng, and the golden wings cut through the void, like a huge blade, and slashed towards Ling Fan's face door frantically.

This blow contained terrifying power, and it was Liu Feng's strongest blow, even if it was a strong person in the early stage of the Heavenly Martial Realm, he couldn't resist it.

The Xuan Li in Ling Fan's body also roared at this moment, he was bathed in golden light, the sword of the king was hanging above his head, and the endless power converged on the long sword, and when Liu Feng's golden wings slashed, Ling Fan's sword was also suddenly slashed out.

Boom!

The void shook, the battle platform trembled violently, and with the golden wings and the long sword bombarded together, a violent energy storm suddenly exploded, and the entire battle platform space was instantly filled with a violent energy storm and sword intent.

In the storm, I saw that Ling Fan and Liu Feng were each shaken away, and before they could stand firm on their heels, Ling Fan flashed, and Peng Ying erupted, and swept towards Liu Feng again in an instant.

A ghostly figure appeared in front of him, Liu Feng's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly raised the folding fan to resist.

However, it was already too late.

As soon as Liu Feng's folding fan was lifted into the air, the tip of Ling Fan's sword was already pressed against Liu Feng's throat.

The storm on the battle platform gradually dissipated, and the figures of Ling Fan and Liu Feng appeared clearly in everyone's sight again.

However, when everyone's eyes fell on them, they were stunned one by one.

Liu Feng, defeated!

The veteran master of the martial arts field, the top powerhouse of the Spirit Martial Realm level, Liu Feng, was defeated.

This scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes like a dream, making them unbelievable for a while.

The arena was silent, and even those Heavenly Martial Realm peak powerhouses were all widening their eyes at this moment, and they seemed to be a little incredulous.

A kid in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm actually defeated Liu Feng, a legendary figure in the martial arts field.

Wow!

After a moment of silence, a wave of uproar suddenly broke out in the martial arts field, and one after another stared at the two people on the stage with shock, at this moment, their hearts were beating faster.

"Liu Feng was defeated, Liu Feng was defeated. ”

"It's as strong as Liu Feng has been defeated, what kind of perverted combat power is this kid. ”

"In the later stage of the Lingwu Realm, he was able to defeat Liu Feng, this person is definitely not an unknown person, what is his identity. ”

"To have such combat power, it is either the top Tianjiao in the three major sects, or the people of the royal family. ”

"Perverted! In this person's spiritual martial realm, I'm afraid there is no one who can be defeated. ”

The voices of exclamation and shock resounded one after another in the field, everyone looked at Ling Fan on the stage, and they were all guessing his identity, even those Tianwu Realm powerhouses were also thinking, they could have such combat power, they were definitely not ordinary people, but within the three major sects, it seemed that they had never heard of any particularly powerful Lingwu Realm late stage.

There is such a combat power in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm, and it is difficult for everyone to imagine how powerful this person will be after the peak of the late stage of the Lingwu Realm.

His combat power at the moment can threaten the powerhouses in the early stage of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and if he reaches the peak of the late stage of the Spirit Martial Realm, I am afraid that even the middle stage of the ordinary Heavenly Martial Realm can compete.

"He actually won?" Ye Zimo's eyes also widened, he knew that Ling Fan's combat strength was not ordinary, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Liu Feng is a veteran master, he couldn't reach Liu Feng's combat power when he was at the peak of the Leaf Ink Spirit Martial Realm, but even so, he was defeated by Ling Fan, what kind of combat power is Ling Fan, and what level will it be when he reaches the peak of the late stage of the Spirit Martial Realm?

Originally, Ye Zimo didn't pay too much attention to Ling Fan, but now, he had to pay attention to it, if such an enemy was allowed to grow, it would be a huge threat to Ye Zimo.

So, before he grows, he must be eradicated.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and at this moment, Ye Zimo's murderous intent towards Ling Fan became even stronger.

Qin Tiange's brows were also furrowed, in the past, the waste of Yancheng was an ironic existence, but he didn't expect that the sudden change would be so big, this change made him Qin Tiange feel a terrible crisis, if Ling Fan didn't die, he was afraid that he would not be able to sleep well.

Where he bet, Yun Xuan was completely stunned, he opened his mouth, as if he had seen a ghost, he didn't expect that Ling Fan would be able to defeat Liu Feng.

However, in the next moment, a touch of ecstasy climbed on Yun Xuan's face, because just before Ling Fan and the others started the battle, Yun Xuan pressed half of the Xuanshi into it, and the odds of Ling Fan winning were one to four, that is to say, this one Yun Xuan took 200,000 Xuanshi.

200,000 Xuanshi, this is already an astronomical amount for Yun Xuan, plus the 100,000 Xuanshi he won before, he already has 300,000 Xuanshi in his hand now.

On the battle platform, Ling Fan and Liu Feng stood quietly, neither of them moved, just stared at each other, and after a long time, Ling Fan's eyes flashed.

"You're defeated!" A faint voice came out of Ling Fan's mouth, but when it came to Liu Feng's ears, it was like a steel needle piercing his heart, making his heart suddenly tighten.

Defeated, he Liu Feng was defeated, and he was defeated at the hands of a person in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm.

This is like a joke, and it is like a great irony, which makes Liu Feng feel so unreal.

The hair was scattered on his face, covering Liu Feng's now dead expression, looking through the messy hair, Liu Feng looked at Ling Fan, and after a while, he suddenly sneered at himself.

"Yes, I'm defeated!" Liu Feng sneered, he looked up at the sky, as if he was sighing, and as if he was laughing at himself.

A legend in the martial arts field, Liu Feng always thought that no one below the Tianwu Realm could match him, his combat power was unparalleled, and he was invincible, but at this moment, a late stage of the Spirit Martial Realm slapped him in the face, making him understand how ridiculous his previous pride was.

Compared with the person in front of him, his so-called talent is just a joke at all. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )