Thunderous cheers, rolling over the top of the mountain, this battle was simply too exciting and shocked everyone's eyes.

"It's really an unexpected ending, I didn't expect that little guy to be able to burst out with such terrifying power when his mana was suppressed by the seal. Qing Wuya came back to his senses, his eyes were filled with surprise, and he looked at the golden figure in the ring and said softly.

"It's just that I looked away, I didn't expect this kid to hide his strength when he faced the nebula, it was so shocking. Some of the elders also came back to their senses, coughed dryly twice, and asked about their emotions.

"Defeated at his hands, Xingyun will not lose unjustly, if he can continue to cultivate for a year or two, among the younger generation, maybe he is the first. A silent Qingchengzi suddenly spoke at this time.

"The first person?" Hearing this, all the elders around were stunned, and immediately, the young man from ten years ago appeared in their minds.

"Now, ten years have passed, Feng Wuji has never made a move, and I don't know what his strength is now. ”

Some of the elders nodded their heads one after another, and they were also full of curiosity.

The thunderous cheers were still echoing in the sky, and at this time, Qing Wuya stood up from the stands.

looked at the Nebula, who had fallen out of the field and was unable to fight again, and then announced loudly: "In this competition, Lin Qingfan wins!"

As soon as his announcement fell, the already boiling cheers suddenly intensified, especially those disciples of the Spirit Recipe Peak, whose faces were so excited that they even turned a little red.

Especially the old man Zhang Kunhai, at this moment, there was also a flash of excitement in his eyes, and the Lingjue Peak, which had been lost for five hundred years, finally rose again.

Compared with the excitement of the Lingjue Peak disciples, those Xingfeng disciples were a little helpless, but they had nothing to say, Xingyun even performed the Great Star Technique, but he still couldn't help Lin Qingfan, this kind of competition, it was not unjust to lose.

Xingyun under the ring, his face was a little pale, he looked at Lin Qingfan on the stage, his mouth moved, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He lowered his head in despair, let the two Xingfeng disciples rush over, and helped him back, in this battle, he also tried his best, but he failed to achieve the results he imagined, although he was a little depressed, but he was not unwilling, because he knew that even if he did it again, the ending might still be like this.

The golden light on Lin Qingfan's body did not converge, and even the cheers that resounded around him turned a deaf ear, as if at this moment, he had lost interest in everything.

He raised his head and looked into the distance.

After staying for a long time, someone finally noticed Lin Qingfan's abnormality, and the fiery sound around him gradually quieted down at this moment, and they all raised their heads and looked into the distance.

Including, on the table, those elders were also puzzled and raised their heads.

At this moment, in the setting sun, a man in white was carrying an ancient sword, stepping on the void, step by step, and the sunset sprinkled on his body, dyed with a layer of divine brilliance, making him otherworldly.

His presence touched everyone's hearts, many screamed, and all the elders stood up at the same time.

Even Qingchengzi, at this moment, frowned, looking quite surprised.

This is a face that looks heroic and young, but the vicissitudes in those eyes are very inconsistent with his youth.

A snow-white shirt fluttering in the wind, stepping on the sunset, like a dream, the momentary elegance, the peerless demeanor, people can't help but boil their blood.

It wasn't coercion, it was an emotional excitement that people shouted.

"Wind Mowgli!"

Yes, this person is Feng Wuji, the peerless genius who has spread countless mysteries, and today, the first person on the green list.

He watched the sword at the age of three, learned the sword at the age of five, was temporarily at the age of six, left home at the age of seven, and learned the sword everywhere, but the real famous teacher, how can it be easy to see, the well-known sword master, but none of them can teach him for a month.

Finally, at the age of eight, he betrayed his teacher dozens of times, fell into the wilderness, and lived a life of mushrooms and drinking blood. Take nature as a teacher, learn the posture of birds and beasts, and create your own body method, footwork, and swordsmanship.

After five years, he finally walked out of the barren mountains and wilderness.

Holding a three-foot Qingfeng, set foot on Qingcheng Mountain.

"You finally can't take it anymore. Lin Qingfan smiled faintly, facing the man who was like a god, he didn't have the slightest fear.

In the blink of an eye, the figure hundreds of meters away appeared on the top of a mountain peak opposite, standing proudly and staring at it.

"Your current strength is not enough for me to make a move. ”

The sound, like an ethereal sound, resounded from all directions, and like a light wind, slowly entered the hearts of people.

"If you make a move, I will not keep it. Lin Qingfan's voice was very indifferent, unhurried, and came out lightly.

But as soon as these words came out, everyone around was stunned!

"What? Does this guy have reservations?" the elders, all looking at each other in disbelief.

The nebula trembled, his heart seemed to be choked by something, and the whole person lost his luster in an instant.

"Does he have reservations? This can't be, it's absolutely impossible. ”

Feng Wuji didn't speak, a pair of eyes, without the slightest fluctuation, looked faintly at the golden figure in the ring.

Such a gaze seems to be telling Lin Qingfan that there is no basis for his words!

However, Lin Qingfan has already shown strength beyond everyone's expectations, and at this time, no one will believe that he will have reservations.

Lin Qingfan's eyes condensed slightly, and his breath exploded suddenly!

"Boom!"

The ground was instantly crushed by the gushing breath, like a spider web, frantically cracking around.

"His breath is rising!"

Everyone around was shocked, and some of the disciples who had cultivated weaker began to be a little unbearable.

And the elders on the stage showed shocked expressions one by one.

"The Dharma...... He turned out to be a Dharma Phase Stage Monk......" an elder said in amazement.

"No, he is not a monk in the Faxiang period, it is true that he is in the late stage of the dragon transformation, but his aura has reached the early stage of the Faxiang. Qing Wuya's eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed.

"God forbidden? This kid can actually break God Forbidden?"

Knowing this fact, the surrounding elders can no longer be calm and break the divine forbidden, in this world, only a few people can do it, and this kid is actually ......

"How is that possible? His breath is still rising!"

"What?" everyone woke up and looked towards the ring, at this moment, Lin Qingfan's breath was soaring.

Middle phase ......

After such a soaring speed lasted for dozens of meters, finally, Lin Qingfan's aura stayed in the middle of the law phase and did not improve again.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, today, Lin Qingfan gave them too much shock.