Receiving the white blade empty-handed, everyone had heard of it, but they didn't expect to see it now, Ling Feng took the sword that Liu Shirong stabbed at him with his empty hand, and immediately shocked everyone.

When Ling Feng was in the late stage of the Divine Priest, his physical body could be compared to the ordinary four-grade spiritual weapon, and after he cultivated to the rank of Divine Master, his physical body became even stronger, and his current physical body was a top-level fourth-grade spiritual weapon, so he didn't want to hurt him.

"What a strong body, he won't be a legendary body practitioner, right?" Someone said after seeing Ling Feng's strong physical body, he thought of the legendary physical practitioners, their physical bodies were very strong, and I heard that the best of them could fight against those wild demon beasts without falling behind.

Even when Chen Lan saw Ling Feng take Liu Shirong's four-grade spiritual weapon with his bare hands, he was also very surprised, and at the same time, he felt that he couldn't understand this little junior brother of his own.

Ling Feng looked down at his palm that was slamming towards Liu Shirong, only to see a white mark on the back of his hand, and nodded with satisfaction, after he broke through from the priesthood stage to the divine master, he felt that his physical body had improved, but he didn't know how much he had improved, but now it seems to be not bad.

Liu Shirong looked at Ling Feng with a cold face on the side, his eyes were full of solemnity, he didn't expect that someone would dare to catch the spirit weapon with his bare hands, and it was right opposite him, and he was engaged in a life-and-death duel.

"Kill~" After Ling Feng looked at his hands with satisfaction, he took the lead in killing Liu Shirong.

"Hmph~" Liu Shirong snorted coldly, then raised the long sword in his hand and killed Ling Feng, and the Liaoyuan Nine Style was swung out in his hand.

"Bell~"

Like a blacksmith striking iron, every time Ling Feng's fist and Liu Shirong's sword met in the air, it was like an iron hammer hitting the long sword, sparks shot out, and every time it collided, Liu Shirong felt a huge force coming from the long sword, which shook his tiger mouth painfully, and the long sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

Liu Shirong was very angry in this battle, he didn't expect Ling Feng's body to be so powerful, even his spirit weapon couldn't help him, and Ling Feng's every punch was amazingly powerful, giving him the feeling of being against a wild demon beast.

"Liaoyuan Nine Styles Ninth Style" Liu Shirong shouted and stabbed towards Ling Feng, the long sword in his hand was like a burning torch, and a thick fire attribute power emanated from above.

"Deadwood Flame Fist~" Ling Feng also shouted, and then used the Deadwood Flame Fist for the second time to blast towards Liu Shirong.

His fist was like a small burning meteor, burning with flames, and at the same time, a wood-like aura emanated from it.

The sword and fist met again in the air, but this time no sound came out, because Ling Feng's fist slammed into the tip of the long sword, and suddenly the long sword bent like a fully drawn bow.

"Click~"

"Boom~"

Suddenly, the long sword that was bent to the limit finally couldn't bear it, and broke from it, and then, Ling Feng's fist slammed into Liu Shirong's chest, and Liu Shirong flew out upside down like a flying sandbag, and landed heavily on the edge of the battle platform.

"Ah Pu~"

After landing on the ground, Liu Shirong suddenly spurted out of his mouth, his face became pale and weak, one hand covered his chest, revealing a painful expression, Ling Feng's punch hit him as if his internal organs were displaced, and two ribs in his chest were broken, making him very painful, and at the same time, his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng looked down at his hand, there was a small hole on the back of that hand, which was dripping with blood, although he broke Liu Shirong's spiritual weapon, but after all, it was a fourth-grade spiritual weapon, and his hand was also slightly injured, but it was nothing to him.

"Hiss~"

At the same time, there was a sound of inhaling cold air around them, and the visual impact that Ling Feng gave them was too much beyond their expectations, even those sect elders and sect leader Chen Lan were the same, especially the Deadwood Fire Fist used by Ling Feng, of course, with their cultivation, it was a combat skill that fused the energy of two different attributes, and they had never seen it.

"Why is he so strong, didn't he use all his strength in the sect competition?" A disciple looked at Ling Feng's smug words, and at the same time, his eyes were full of admiration, this is the cultivation realm.

"Yes, yes, no, he was only a priest in the late stage of the sect competition, but now he is a god master, he said that he will compete in three days, is he~" Another disciple thought of Ling Feng's previous cultivation, and after the people around him heard it, their eyes towards Ling Feng changed, and they looked at him with a kind of gaze towards the demon, and he was in the same sect with such a demon, I really don't know if it was a good thing or a misfortune!

"Hehe, I haven't seen that this little guy really has two tricks. Fan Li looked at Ling Feng from a distance and whispered, but her expression was a little unnatural.

"Hahaha, nerd, good job, come on, kill this stinky guy. Qiao'er happily waved her jade fist and shouted at Ling Feng on the side, looking afraid that the world would not be chaotic, Chen Li next to her hurriedly pulled her and didn't let her scream, otherwise I don't know what she would say, after all, Liu Shirong's master is an elder of the sect.

Ling Feng didn't seem to hear the sounds around him, and glanced at Liu Shirong in the distance, revealing a cold smile, and Liu Shirong in the distance saw Ling Feng's smile when he looked at him, and his face suddenly became even paler.

"Dog-stepping" Ling Feng ran towards Liu Shirong, and when he was about to get closer, he jumped up, and then stepped towards Liu Shirong with one foot, and shouted in his mouth.

"Poof~"

Suddenly, before Ling Feng's feet arrived, Liu Shirong spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, he was angry with Ling Feng, this was definitely an insult to him, he actually wanted to step on him with his feet, and he also took such a name.

Indeed, Ling Feng also has this meaning, who told Liu Shirong to kick him at the beginning, he is returning his body with the way of others.

"Boy, you dare!" Suddenly Elder Ma, who was sitting on the high platform, shouted, and then left the high platform with a shake of his body, yes, he couldn't sit still, he couldn't sit still when Ling Feng beat Liu Shirong seriously injured for the first time, but in the end, when he saw Ling Feng stop, he thought that he was sensible and didn't dare to do it, but who knew that he dared to do it in front of him, this foot, Liu Shirong would be seriously injured if he didn't die, and he was going to die to Liu Shirong, of course he wouldn't let him die in front of him.

Elder Ma is a god general who cultivates in the late stage, how fast is that he disappeared in place and rushed towards Ling Feng in an instant, but he was faster than him, and Chen Lan also disappeared in place at once, appearing in front of Elder Ma to block his way.

With Chen Lan's help, Ling Feng's castration was unstoppable, he stepped towards Liu Shirong like an extraterritorial meteor, and Liu Shirong saw Ling Feng's unstoppable kick, and finally had no choice but to use the aura in his body to gather in his arms and block Ling Feng's kick with a heavenly look.

"Click~"

Ling Feng stepped on Liu Shirong's arms, and suddenly a sound of broken bones came out, making the people around him feel a chill in their hearts, the secret way is really heavy!

"Ah~"

After that, Liu Shirong, who was kneeling on the ground, let out a heart-rending scream, and then fainted, while his arms hung weakly on both sides.