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On the martial arts arena, two Ling Feng's figures appeared out of thin air, their demeanor and demeanor were all different, it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, the only difference was that the eyes of one of the figures were filled with endless killing and coldness......

"What kind of martial art is this?" Huang Wuji in the stands looked surprised and said softly, "Could it be that this is the heaven-level martial art of the Holy Emperor Academy?"

"That's right, the martial art that Ling Feng is using now is the Heaven-level mid-grade martial art that the Holy Emperor Academy treasures, the Twelve Phantom Kill!"

Ye Guming had heard Mo Yan describe the horror of the Twelve Illusory Killings, but he didn't expect that he would see it with his own eyes, "Senior Brother Ling Feng, the Twelve Illusory Killings that even Mentor Mo Yan couldn't comprehend were actually practiced by you, no wonder Mentor Mo Yan praised you!"

"Heaven-level martial arts, twelve phantom kills!"

The bodies of the two Ling Feng were burning with crimson flames, and after a loud roar, the two figures rushed towards Ao Chenhan at the same time......

"Sword kills the world, kills!"

"Twelve Phantom Kill, Kill!"

On the martial arts arena, countless sword qi surged in all directions, and deep sword marks were instantly drawn on the ground, no one could see how many swords Ao Chenhan swung, and no one even knew if he had ever swords, it seemed that the sword qi in the air appeared out of thin air!

While everyone was amazed at the domineering sword qi, they also saw that in the sword qi, the two Ling Feng figures were like elves in the wind, shuttling through the gaps in the sky with sword qi, and the jet-black short sword in their hands drew a dazzling cold light from time to time, canceling out all the sword qi that came from them......

The ground-level martial arts are domineering, and the heaven-level martial arts are calm but weird, what will be the result of the battle between the two? Around the martial arts arena, everyone held their breath, quietly watching this earth-shattering battle, looking forward to the appearance of this result.

"Bell, bell!" Several sounds broke the silence for a while, and the sound broke through the sky, and after a while, the martial arts arena suddenly fell silent again, and there was no more unbridled sword energy, and there was no flickering cold light......

The three figures stood quietly on the martial arts arena, but in an instant, one of Ling Feng's figures shook a few times before slowly disappearing into the air.

"Cough!" Ling Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and when he looked closely, on his left shoulder, a deep wound that could be seen was shocking, and Ling Feng also slowly squatted down, his cold face also showed a touch of pain at this time, and between the fingers covering the wound, bright red blood flowed out......

"Is Ling Feng defeated? Under the domineering ground-level martial arts, Ling Feng's weird martial arts are still defeated after all?" An exclamation came from under the martial arts arena, and everyone's faces had an expression written on them that was unexpected, but also reasonable.

Of course, the power of a heaven-level martial art is definitely above that of a ground-level martial art, but it also depends on who will perform it, after all, Ling Feng's internal strength is far lower than that of Ao Chenhan, so in the eyes of everyone, it is normal for Ling Feng to be defeated.

But is that really the case?

Ye Guming, Feng Tianxiang and Huang Wuji in the stands also appeared in the arena, Ye Guming stretched out his hand to help Ling Feng up, and asked worriedly, "How is it?"

Ling Feng shook his head and said slowly, "It's okay, it's just that I received a sword qi, and the most important thing is to use heaven-level martial arts, and the internal strength consumption is too great, and I am a little prostration." ”

"You are really good, you still have such a hand, I didn't expect that the heaven-level martial art that no one cared about in the Holy Emperor Academy was practiced by you, it really surprised me. Ye Guming smiled and couldn't help but sigh a little.

Ling Feng cracked his mouth and smiled, "I've only practiced a little bit. ”

At this time, Ao Chenhan slowly walked towards Ling Feng's side and said softly, "Senior Brother Ling Feng, thank you for your mercy. ”

Ling Feng shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't want to let the Sword Pavilion lose a strong man!"

Ao Chenhan nodded towards Ling Feng and said, "Don't worry, since I promised Senior Brother Ling Feng, then I will definitely join your Wenjian Pavilion, doing adventure missions alone outside, after a long time, it is indeed a bit boring." ”

"However, I lost to you this time because I haven't fully mastered the ground-level martial arts, and in a few days, when I completely integrate this martial art, I will definitely continue to challenge you. ”

Ling Feng nodded and said with a smile, "Ling Feng will accompany you at any time!"

"Lingfeng Pavilion Master, then it's a deal!" Ao Chen Han laughed, turned around and walked towards the edge of the martial arts arena.

"Pavilion Master, among the many titles, this one seems to be the least accustomed. Ling Feng shook his head and muttered softly.

Ao Chenhan looked at the people under the competition arena and said loudly, "In this competition, the final winner is Ling Feng!"

In the suspicious eyes of everyone, Ao Chenhan helplessly raised his head slightly, and a faint blood mark on his throat suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, "Now you should believe it!"

Seeing the blood marks on Ao Chenhan's throat, everyone understood at this time that the real winner of the final battle between the two was Ling Feng, if it wasn't for Ling Feng's mercy, it would be Ao Chenhan's corpse lying on the ground.

"Lord Ling Feng, I'll let a team of guards send you back to the City Lord's Mansion to rest first, your next competition should be in two days, there is the healing medicine of the Phoenix Patriarch, in two days, there should be no problem with your injury, and when it is time for you to compete, I will inform you." Ye Guming summoned a team of guards and helped Ling Feng down the martial arts arena.

"Lingfeng Pavilion Master, Ao Chenhan is waiting for you to make a strong return at the Holy Emperor Academy, maybe at that time, I will also have the strength to challenge you again. Ao Chenhan waved his hand at Ling Feng and said with a smile.

"Soon, I'll be back. Ling Feng nodded and said softly.

Ling Feng didn't know that it would be three years later when he said goodbye to Ao Chenhan this time and met again......

Seeing that everyone left the arena, Ye Guming also announced the contestants of the next competition, "In the next game, Mu Qingyun will fight against ......"

In the next competition, Ling Feng no longer had the energy to pay attention, and now, in addition to the severe pain in his shoulder, his physical strength was seriously overdrawn, his internal strength was almost exhausted, and his breath was also somewhat disordered, he urgently needed to find a place to cultivate and recover quietly.

Back at the City Lord's Mansion, Ling Feng flashed into his room, took out the healing medicine that Huang Wuji had given him before, and applied it to the wound, the cool feeling hit his whole body, and the intense pain slowly subsided.

After treating the wound, Ling Feng sat cross-legged, his hands sealed, and immediately entered the cultivation state, recovering his internal strength and adjusting his breath......

Two hours later, Ling Feng opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and withdrew from the cultivation state, at this time, the six mist air masses in his heart had reached a full state, Ling Feng knew that it would not be long before he would advance to the realm of the Seventh Rank Great Martial Master, although the speed of cultivation was still much slower than that of others, but Ling Feng was also very satisfied, who let his own magic sense be empty?

"In order to defeat Ao Chenhan this time, even my own hole card heaven-level martial arts have been used, this has disrupted my plan, it seems that when assassinating the power of the underworld in the future, I must be more careful, either I don't make a move, or I must kill it with one blow!" Originally, Ling Feng planned to use his twelve phantom kills only to assassinate the power of the underworld, but now it is also exposed, "The martial arts are still not enough, I don't know if with my current physical strength, can I perform the last form of the god-killing technique?"

"It should be very reluctant, after all, the explosive power on the arm has not fully recovered, and it will take a while!" Thinking of his last god-killing technique, Ling Feng also shook his head, with a helpless expression, "The physical conditions required are too harsh." ”

"Martial arts, by the way, glass fragments, didn't Bi Fei say that the glass fragments are the carriers of the ancient family's storage of martial arts?" Ling Feng suddenly remembered the glass fragments in the space ring, and a touch of ecstasy flashed on his face, "Maybe it will bring me some surprises!"