Here in Ring Three, there was a dead silence.

It's not that no one expected Wang Fengfeng's victory, but the speed of this win was inevitably too fast, and he defeated Xu Shixing, who had already opened up the seven positive veins, with just one sword.

"Ring No. 3, Wang Fengsheng!"

It wasn't until the deacon's voice sounded that the True Transmission disciples who were watching the battle came back to their senses.

"Agreed!" Wang Feng nodded at Xu Shixing under the ring, then put away the Ice Spirit Knife and walked slowly out of the ring.

Under the ring, Xu Shixing covered his chest, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Wang Feng's back with an unwilling face.

He was defeated, and he was defeated by a newcomer, and he was still defeated so badly.

"Could it be that it will be like the inner door Dabi, this time Wang Feng will be the biggest dark horse?" Under the ring, someone looked at Wang Feng's back and said.

"How is it possible? Wang Feng is very powerful, but Zhang Weihu has now opened up ten true veins, and his strength is close to the previous three true lineage disciples, it is very difficult for Wang Feng to defeat him, let alone the last three true lineage disciples. Someone shook his head.

The joust continued.

Although Wang Feng's defeat of Xu Shixing in one move was very shocking, before that, Wang Feng had already defeated Zhang Weihu, who had opened up the seven positive veins, so he was not a big surprise this time.

With the voice of the deacon, the competition of ten rings is going on fiercely.

Because of the small number of people, the competition went very fast, and soon it was Wang Feng's turn to play, this time the opponent's strength was not as good as Xu Shixing, just casually with Wang Feng after two casual battles and took the initiative to admit defeat.

In this way, Wang Feng maintained an undefeated record until the end.

And here in the No. 3 ring, there is another person who, like Wang Feng, has been undefeated.

That is Zhang Weihu, who has opened up ten positive veins.

At this time, Wang Feng had just stepped out of the ring, and Zhang Weihu was about to play, and the two looked at each other.

"Wang Feng, I can't imagine that even if you don't get a treasure in the supernatural land, your strength can improve a lot, this talent is indeed good. But it's a pity that I've already opened up ten positive veins, I'm afraid you don't know how many more than you can get through the gap of three positive veins, and later, I'll let you taste failure. Looking at Wang Feng who walked out of the ring, Zhang Weihu smiled confidently.

"Yes, I'll let you take it back later!"

When Wang Feng heard this, he sneered.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Weihu laughed when he heard this, his face was full of ridicule, he looked at Wang Feng teasingly, and sneered: "I know your confidence, isn't it this Ice Spirit Knife? There is also your powerful sword technique, but these are not worth mentioning in the face of the gap between the three positive veins." ”

Zhang Weihu said, stepping into the ring, he said this, just to put some pressure on Wang Feng, this is a tactic, otherwise he would not be so arrogant, different from his previous calmness.

Wang Feng looked at Zhang Weihu's back, and sneered in his heart: "The strength is good, and I am a little careful, I am indeed a character, but I have already stepped into the eighth-layer realm of the flesh, between you and me, is the real gap between heaven and earth, hum!"

Zhang Weihu is very strong, second only to Wang Feng in the third ring, so his fight ended quickly.

Not long after, as the competition in the No. 3 ring came to an end, Wang Feng and Zhang Weihu, two people with narrow paths, finally met together.

This was the most eye-catching battle in the No. 3 ring, so it attracted many True Transmission disciples to wait and see, and even the high-level leaders of the Shenwu Sect also set their eyes here.

Lin Aotian, Han Bing, and Wang Chuanyi, the three true disciples, happened to have no competition at this time, so they all came to watch the battle.

"Haha, Wang Feng, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time since my trip to the Divine Power Land!" Zhang Weihu laughed and walked into the ring with confidence on his face.

Today, he is going to be ashamed.

On the other side, Wang Feng looked indifferent and slowly walked into the ring.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Wang Feng, after all, he once defeated Zhang Weihu!"

"It must be Zhang Weihu, Zhang Weihu has already opened up the ten positive veins, and Wang Feng has not obtained any treasures at all in the Divine Power Land. ”

......

The disciples of the True Transmission who watched the battle also started to discuss the results of the battle between Wang Feng and Zhang Weihu.

Even the three true disciples are the same.

"You say, Wang Feng or Zhang Weihu, who is better?" Lin Aotian asked with a smile, he was always smiling, such an expression had never changed, so no one knew the true side of his heart at all.

Han Bing replied without thinking: "Wang Feng, I believe in him, his talent is good, and it is not a problem to defeat the enemy by leapfrogging." ”

"Hehe, Senior Sister Han Bing, your confidence in Wang Feng is too great, Zhang Weihu has already opened up ten positive veins, which is enough to rank among the top ten in Shenwu Peak. Wang Chuanyi sneered.

"Really, then we'll wait and see!" Han Bing didn't argue with him, just snorted coldly and said.

Wang Chuanyi smiled coldly and looked at the No. 3 ring.

Lin Aotian's smiling face remained unchanged, but he just looked at Wang Feng in the No. 3 ring, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Ring Three.

Wang Feng and Zhang Weihu stared at each other in the air, and the momentum of both sides began to be slowly released.

The expressions of the people watching the battle also became nervous as they fought against each other.

"Wang Feng, you didn't expect this day, did you? If you want to blame it, you are too proud, and you actually chose to walk alone in the magical land, so that you missed such a good opportunity to improve your strength. ”

Zhang Weihu laughed, and a powerful momentum swept out of him.

The faces of the people watching the battle around the ring changed, and some people secretly exclaimed, this is the strength to open up the ten positive veins, and it is not for the sake of saying that it is the peak powerhouse of the seventh layer of the flesh.

"Hehe!" Wang Chuan couldn't help but smile smugly when he saw this.

Han Bing frowned, looking at Wang Feng in the ring, a trace of hesitation and expectation flashed in his eyes.

The gap between opening up the ten positive veins and opening up the seven positive veins is indeed very large, after all, every time one more positive vein is opened, the spiritual power exerted is even greater, this is Zhang Weihu's confidence.

"You're talking too much nonsense. ”

Regarding Zhang Weihu's self-confidence, Wang Feng sneered with a look of disdain on his face.

Zhang Weihu was not angry, he laughed and said: "You can continue to be calm now, but I want to see how long you can keep this calm, come on, don't say I didn't give you a chance to make a move, I'll let you go first." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Weihu took down the huge long knife behind his back and slammed it into his side.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Wang Feng didn't use his knife, but he used a tiger fist and blasted towards Zhang Weihu with a punch.

He didn't want to take advantage of Zhang Weihu.

"Tiger Fist, dare to underestimate me like this, it's good, it's good!" Zhang Weihu saw Wang Feng actually use the Tiger Fist, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his eyes burst out with thick anger.

Everyone knows that Tiger Fist is a basic martial art, and it belongs to the big road goods that do not enter the stream.

Wang Feng used this kind of martial arts to deal with him, and it was clear that he looked down on him.

"Since you don't know how to lift, then don't blame me...... Drink!" Zhang Weihu roared, raised the huge long knife in his hand high, and the strong spiritual power was completely poured into it, causing the blade to burst out with a burst of blazing white light, and the terrifying knife qi surged out, slashing towards Wang Feng.

"Whew!"

The sword qi tore through the air, making a piercing sound, like thunder rolling in the sky, which made people smell and change color.

Behind Wang Feng, all the spectators under the ring couldn't help but take a few steps back, unable to withstand this fierce knife momentum, and their faces were blown by the blades.

But Wang Feng's face did not change, he still rushed towards Zhang Weihu, and a powerful momentum began to slowly sweep out of his body.

"Zhang Weihu, you can't help but be overly complacent, do you think that you are the only one who is improving? I will sue you today, if you are my subordinate, you will always be my subordinate, and you will never want to turn the tables in front of me Wang Feng in your life!"

Wang Feng yelled.

At this time, he withdrew his fist and pulled out the Ice Spirit Knife, and the blade erupted into an icy chill under the infusion of strong spiritual power, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet.

At the same time, a blazing and incomparable sword qi rushed out along the tip of the knife and rushed towards Zhang Weihu.

"This ......"

Feeling the powerful momentum coming from the opposite side, Zhang Weihu's pupils shrank, and his face was full of shock.

Under the ring, there was also an exclamation.

At this time, although Wang Feng did not expose all his strength, he was also like Zhang Weihu, showing the strength to open up the ten positive veins, which shocked many people.

"Boom!"

The two of them made a quick move, and under one blow, the piercing sound of collision spread almost throughout the square.

Wang Feng stood in place, not retreating, the long knife was directing, and the edge was pressing.

On the other hand, Zhang Weihu snorted, his body took more than ten steps back, and he almost fell out of the ring.

It was clear at a glance which one was strong and which was weak, and the entire square was in an uproar.

"Looks like I'm right. Under the ring, the corners of Han Bing's mouth curled slightly, revealing a smug smile.

Lin Aotian's eyes froze, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, because he found that before Wang Feng exposed his strength, he couldn't see that Wang Feng had hidden his strength at all.

"Hmph, let's see, Zhang Weihu was just careless just now!" Wang Chuanyi's face was a little ugly, but he still stiffened his mouth and snorted coldly.

Han Bing smiled coldly, too lazy to continue to pay attention to him, with a pair of beautiful eyes, he looked towards Wang Feng in the ring.

In fact, she was also very curious in her heart, Wang Feng had only opened up seven positive veins before, why did he suddenly become so powerful?

Could it be that Wang Feng really relied on the strength of one person to open up a formation and obtain a treasure in a magical way?

It's just this kind of speculation, Han Bing is only for a moment, after all, if you want to open a formation with the strength of one person, it is almost impossible to do it.

In her opinion, Wang Feng should have another adventure after the supernatural land.

"Wang Feng, I really didn't expect that you also opened up the ten positive veins, I really underestimated you. Zhang Weihu stabilized his body, looked at Wang Feng opposite with gloomy eyes, and said in a deep voice.

Click!

After his words fell, the giant knife in his hand shattered suddenly, and a cyan short knife emerged from it, emitting a dazzling light in the sunlight.

Inferior Lingbao!

The deacon near the ring exclaimed.

The faces of the people watching the battle around suddenly changed, and they looked at the cyan short knife in Zhang Weihu's hand with a shocked face.