Chapter 67: Making a Legend

On the square, Wang Feng and Lin Aotian were facing each other, their eyes were bursting with fine light, and their sharp eyes were like blades, constantly colliding in the air.

The surrounding spectators couldn't help but hold their breath and wait one by one, not wanting to miss any wonderful pictures.

The high-level officials of the Shenwu Sect also stared at this, and they wanted to know whether it was Lin Aotian who continued to be invincible, or whether Wang Feng created a legend.

"I'm really looking forward to it!" the master of the Shenwu Sect sighed slightly.

The mission elder on the side smiled slightly, of course he knew what the door master was expecting.

If Wang Feng was really able to create a miracle this time and defeat Lin Aotian, he would definitely be the most powerful genius ever, let alone enter the main gate, even if he entered the real Shenwu Gate of the Fengyun Continent, it would not be a problem.

At that time, the branch they are in may even be upgraded to the main gate.

"Senior sister, do you think Wang Feng can win?" In the crowd, Zhang Yan turned her head to look at Han Bing on the side and asked in a low voice.

Han Bing shook his head when he heard this, and said: "If you look at the previous battle between him and me, you can't win at all, but when you fight, I found that he is improving very quickly, if he can break through on the spot, maybe he can win, but this probability is too small." ”

Zhang Yan nodded with some disappointment when she heard this, Breaking through the battle is easy to say, but it is difficult to do, and it even depends on luck.

"It seems that this true biography competition is still the first place in Senior Brother Lin!"

"That's not necessarily, you have seen it before, Senior Brother Wang is good at hiding his strength, who knows how much strength he still has not revealed?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Wang is too good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and it is really difficult to predict the result until the last moment. ”

"Let's wait and see, this time Senior Brother Wang may really be able to create a legend. ”

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The true disciples of the Shenwu Sect were also discussing.

At this time, no one dared to call Wang Feng by his name anymore, and they all called him Senior Brother Wang, which was much more polite than before.

That's the impact of power.

If Wang Feng defeated Lin Aotian this time, then he would be the first disciple of the true disciple of the Shenwu Sect, and in the future, in the Shenwu Sect, except for the sect master and the great elder, he would have the highest status.

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"Senior Brother Wang, I really didn't expect that this final final would be a showdown between the two of us. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I underestimate you, it's that it's too unexpected. Lin Aotian looked at Wang Feng in front of him and said with a smile.

Wang Feng smiled slightly when he heard this, and said lightly: "Sometimes, unexpected things are more interesting, aren't they?"

Lin Aotian was stunned when he heard this, then nodded with a smile, and said, "What you said is also right, I was used to duels with Han Bing before, and changing you this time may stimulate me to go further." ”

"Senior Brother Lin, let's not waste time, after the fight is over, I will ask you about the United Dabi. Compared with the first place in the joint competition, our first place is too far behind. ”

Wang Feng said, and slowly pulled out the Ice Spirit Knife, the cold blade shining with a blazing cold light in the sun. Suddenly, a cold aura centered on him swept in all directions, causing the surrounding spectators to shiver.

Lin Aotian's eyes froze, nodded, and said, "That's right, the first place in the United Big Competition is what we are pursuing." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Aotian's body moved, his speed was very fast, almost leaving an afterimage in place, and he had already appeared in front of Wang Feng. That strong spiritual power, with a powerful momentum rushing towards the face, made the air explode.

"Senior Brother Wang, be careful...... Collapse! Clouds! Palm!"

Lin Aotian roared, and in the wave of his palms, a divine power seed burst out with blazing light, and terrifying spiritual power suddenly surged out, forming a terrifying wave that rushed towards Wang Feng.

Wang Feng's eyes froze, Han Bing's guess was indeed not wrong, Lin Aotian would use his magical powers as soon as he made a move, thus consuming most of his spiritual power.

This is a yang scheme, even if Wang Feng knew it in advance, it would be useless, because he had to rely on his supernatural powers to resist, otherwise he would not be able to accept this trick at all.

"Ice and snow!"

At the moment, Wang Feng didn't think about it, so he used the sixth form of the six styles of Aohan - Ice and Snow!

Suddenly, in the sky, snowflakes flew, and countless blazing swords formed a storm that swept towards Lin Aotian.

Lin Aotian's palms, under the explosion of the supernatural power seeds, formed two huge substantial palm prints, suppressed from the sky, carrying a majestic momentum, which was almost suffocating.

"Boom!"

The countless blazing swords suddenly collided with these two palm prints, and a deafening sound erupted.

"Senior Brother Wang, how much spiritual power do you have left now? After all, you have just stepped into the eighth layer of the flesh body, and your spiritual power is not as much as mine, and you are bound to lose this battle. ”

Lin Aotian laughed loudly and rushed out of the dust, he waved his palms, forming hundreds of palm prints, slashing towards Wang Feng.

"Senior Brother Lin, don't be too complacent too early-Tiger Fist!" Wang Feng roared and used his physical strength to punch the Tiger Fist against Lin Aotian.

At the same time, he was also waiting for the World Tree to regain its spiritual power.

As long as his spiritual power is restored, he will win this battle.

It's a pity that although Lin Aotian didn't know that Wang Feng had the magical martial soul of the World Tree, he knew that when he was fighting, he couldn't leave too much time for his opponent.

Therefore, Lin Aotian's attacks became more and more violent, and the palm prints all carried terrifying power, making Wang Feng's flesh numb, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, and the whole person was very wolf.

"Wang Feng!" In the crowd, Zhang Yan couldn't help but exclaim, her face full of worry.

Han Bing showed a solemn expression, judging from the current situation, Wang Feng was decided.

"It seems that Lin Aotian has won this battle!" all the high-level officials of the Shenwu Sect also discussed.

"Senior Brother Lin is still so strong. ”

"It seems that a miracle did not happen!"

"After all, Senior Brother Wang has just stepped into the eighth-layer realm of the flesh, and after a few years, he will definitely be able to surpass Senior Brother Lin. ”

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All the True Transmission disciples who watched the battle also thought that Wang Feng would definitely be defeated.

But at this time, Wang Feng's fierce eyes were full of an earth-shattering battle intent.

"I haven't lost yet, and I can't be defeated, if I can't even win against Lin Aotian, what else can I do to win against Zhao Yuhan?" Wang Feng roared in his heart, waved his fists, and attacked Lin Aotian with all his might.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Wang Feng attacked frantically, but Lin Aotian's palm technique was too powerful, and the spiritual power of the eighth layer of his physical body was too strong, if it weren't for his strong physical body, he would have been beaten to death a long time ago.

But even so, Wang Feng's body was a little unbearable and almost collapsed.

"Senior Brother Wang, admit defeat, you are not my opponent at all. Your talent is very strong, and you will definitely be able to beat me in the future, but definitely not now. Lin Aotian looked at Wang Feng, whose mouth was full of blood, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Boy, admit defeat, if you continue like this, your primeval demon body will be broken, and that will cause unimaginable consequences for you. The voice of the old man also sounded in Wang Feng's heart.

But at this moment, Wang Feng seemed to be completely enchanted, and his two pitch-black eyes became even darker, and there were faintly two terrifying demonic lights flickering in them.

"Defeat?"

"I'm not defeated yet!"

Wang Feng roared bitterly, he had once again cultivated the Ancient Demon Body in battle, and he was still in this kind of battle that was about to be defeated.

Suddenly, the spiritual power stimulated the physical body, and the endless pain, like a tide, completely submerged Wang Feng.

But in Wang Feng's heart, a strong willpower constantly supported him.

"I must win, ah!" Wang Feng roared, his dark eyes suddenly shot out two black magic lights, and a powerful aura came out from the outside of his body, and even covered his body with a layer of black and gray battle armor.

"You ......" Lin Aotian was taken aback by Wang Feng's sudden change.

"I didn't expect to really let you kid break through in the battle!" " There was a hint of surprise and relief in Shu Lao's voice.

Yes, Wang Feng broke through at this critical moment, and his physical body reached a higher level, reaching the eighth-layer realm of his physical body.

At this time, even if Wang Feng didn't use spiritual power, he would be able to use his physical body to fight against a strong man at the eighth layer of his physical body.

"Senior Brother Lin, if you want to win me, you have to show stronger strength!" Wang Feng roared, his fists waved, and there was a pop in the air, and the speed of his fists even exceeded the speed of sound.

Lin Aotian's face was full of shock, Wang Feng at this time, in his eyes, was like an ancient demon god, that black-gray body, exuding terrifying blood and powerful power, shaking the surrounding earth to cracks.

"Boom!"

Lin Aotian met the attack with both palms, but was blasted out by Wang Feng's punch, although he was not injured, he had already fallen into the disadvantage.

"How is it possible!" Lin Aotian's face was full of shock, just now he was still pressing Wang Feng to fight, but now in a blink of an eye, Wang Feng has already skyrocketed with such a strong strength.

The surrounding spectators also exclaimed in disbelief.

"Oh my God, what is this?"

"It's a body refiner, he actually became a body refiner in the physical body realm, he is definitely a genius among geniuses, even the head gate rarely has this kind of genius!"

All the high-level officials of the Shenwu Sect saw it at this time, and they were all excited, excited, and shocked.

The master of the Shenwu Sect also had his eyelids jumping, and his deep gaze was full of excitement.

"He really created a miracle, haha!" the mission elder was full of relief, surprise and joy.

The Great Elder was also full of shock, he had also paid attention to Wang Feng a long time ago, mainly because Wang Feng had practiced the Thirteen Slashes of the Storm.

But he didn't expect Wang Feng to come to this point and really create a legend of Shenwumen.

One year to become the first disciple of the inner door, one person to become the first disciple of the true lineage, such a legend, ask the latecomers, who can break it?