Wu Yu saw that the outcome had been decided, so he stepped forward and announced: "In the first battle of the second round, Yaoji Palace Long Feiyu won. ”

Ling Feng saw that Leng Zining was still lying on the ground, so he jumped into the ring, picked her up and said, "Senior Sister Leng, are you okay?"

Leng Zining shook his head and said, "Long Feiyu's spiritual power belongs to the thunder attribute, it has a paralyzing effect, I'll be fine after a while!"

"I'll help you down!"

"Okay" Leng Zining tried to get up, but found that her body was suffocated and she couldn't exert her strength. Suddenly, I only felt a gentle force on my back being transported into my spiritual veins, as if spring water was flowing back, and my depressed qi was suddenly dissipated, and my actions had been greatly restored. She was shocked, and looked back at Ling Feng, only to see that he was just smiling at herself, like a warm big boy, which made people's hearts warm. So with a grateful look, he stood up.

At this time, Ling Feng inadvertently raised his head, glanced at Long Feiyu, and helped Leng Zining to walk out of the ring.

But when Long Feiyu saw that look, he suddenly stood stunned, although it was a short moment, those eyes that looked very ordinary made him seem to see the terrifying eyes of the ghost fire in the Six Dao Demon Emperor Mausoleum, and his body couldn't help but feel cold.

"What's wrong with me? I obviously knew that this kid was possessed by the Six Dao Demon Emperor at that time, why did seeing him make me so frightened at this time?" Long Feiyu secretly hated in his heart, as if he had been greatly insulted, his expression suddenly turned violent, he looked at Ling Feng's back, and muttered, "Hmph, Ling Feng." ”

"Senior Sister Leng, are you okay?" Seeing Ling Feng jumping out of the ring with Leng Zining in his arms, the disciples of the Luo Xian Sect all hugged each other and asked with concern.

Leng Zining shook his head and said: "I'm fine, this Long Feiyu's cultivation is really terrifying, from beginning to end, I have been suppressed everywhere, and my tricks have no chance to come out." ”

Ling Feng said with concern: "Senior Sister Leng, all this has passed, don't think about this, let's look at Senior Brother and me next." ”

As soon as Ling Feng's words fell, he heard Wu Yu say loudly again: "Xuantian Sect Guo Cheng is fighting against Luo Xian Sect Ling Feng!"

I saw that Guo Cheng was the first in the crowd to jump into the ring, and Ling Feng glanced back at the people of Luoxian, but saw Yan Zhiyan nodding slightly to him, as if he was encouraging himself. Leng Zining also said to him: "Come on!"

Ling Feng nodded and resolutely jumped into the ring. When he stood still on the stage, he saw Guo Cheng with a disdainful face: "Hmph, it's really a narrow road! If you hadn't been obstructed by Rosen last time, it would have made you look good." ”

After hearing this, Ling Feng's heart was also on fire, and he wanted to explain his relationship with Zhong Xue clearly with him at this time, but now he felt that it was not necessary, so he smiled and said, "Oh, but how do you know who makes whom look good?"

"You-" Guo Cheng saw him so joking, and immediately drew his sword in anger.

Ling Feng only felt that his eyes were dark, and his surroundings were suddenly full of dangers, as if he was at the junction of dawn and night, chaotic, and he couldn't see anything.

At this moment, he looked up, but saw a starry sky, shining, but it made people feel cold. Those stars are like blinking eyes, but if you look closely, they are a sharp sword hanging upside down, and the sharp light of the tip of the sword is compelling.

Ling Feng came to his senses and was horrified, but he had no time to dodge.

Everyone in the audience also raised their hearts to their throats, and they all felt that Ling Feng would undoubtedly be defeated, and it was estimated that he would only have half a life left if he was not killed.

Those dense sword qi were like a torrential rain, all of them beckoned to Ling Feng.

In an instant, a magical scene happened, and large clumps of trees and vines grew around Ling Feng, coiling around the Sleeping Dragon, layer upon layer, constantly rotating and winding, wrapping him tightly.

The starlight shadow-like sword qi had already struck, but it was like an arrow hitting the iron plate, and the whirring rattan ball whirred and wiped out all the attacks, and everyone was stunned.

"What the hell is this?" I saw Guo Cheng look surprised. As soon as he finished speaking, the rattan ball rose from the ground, rising several feet high, but it slammed towards Guo Cheng again.

Guo Cheng hurriedly dodged to the side, although he dodged, but the rattan ball smashed on the ring, and there was a muffled sound, shaking him to the point of staggering a few steps. Before he could react, he saw the rattan ball rushing towards him again, and hurriedly raised his sword to block, but he didn't expect the rattan ball to be so powerful that it was unbelievable, and he actually knocked him on his back and almost fell off the ring.

Dodging several times in a row, Guo Cheng's physical exertion was huge, he was out of breath, he was about to drink, but he saw the rattan ball coming head-on, right in the middle of the door, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was dripping with blood.

"Ling Feng, you have the ability to come out, what are you hiding here?" Guo Cheng got up in disgrace and shouted angrily.

"Hehe, in the ring, the eight immortals have crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers, since you can't break my offensive, how about admitting defeat as soon as possible?" Ling Feng's voice came from inside the rattan ball.

"You're shameless, shrunken turtle. Guo Cheng shook his hand angrily.

At this time, I heard someone in the audience say loudly: "The five heroes have set up rules, and those who compete on the stage can't use any magic weapons except for their own weapons, Ling Feng has fouled!"

It was Guo Cheng's fellow disciple Chen Kuang who shouted in the audience, and when he heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and then he came to his senses, Ling Feng must have used a magic weapon, and hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, he committed a foul, he used a magic weapon of self-defense." ”

At this time, Ling Feng laughed and said, "I really don't know, which eye of yours saw me using a magic weapon?"

Guo Cheng said calmly: "As we all know, ordinary wood-based spells are all natural plants and trees, which are no different from ordinary things, the fire is burned into charcoal, and the knife is cracked, and your tree vines are as hard as iron, and the sword qi is not harmful, and they are obviously refining things." ”

"Right...... Right...... This man broke the rules of the contest and despised the argument and let him go down. ”

"I'm really not ashamed! If you can't win, Senior Brother Guo admits defeat as soon as possible, what's the glory of cheating?"

"It turned out to be a magic weapon, no wonder Senior Brother Guo couldn't beat him, and he was so embarrassed. ”

The crowd in the audience was noisy, but most of them were disciples from the Xuantian Sect's side, while the rest of the factions were whispering and talking in whispers under the stage.

Guo Cheng smiled, clasped his arms with both hands, and looked at the rattan ball in the air in front of him and said, "How about it, do you go down by yourself or go down after admitting defeat?"

Ling Feng suddenly burst out laughing, only to see the wooden vines around him quickly retract, forming a simple and heavy long sword in his hand.

Everyone present was stunned for a while, looking at the Soul Blade in his hand fixedly, all thinking, "What kind of divine soldier is this?"

But seeing Ling Feng slowly floating down to the ground, his demeanor was outstanding and chic.

"It's just my matching sword, and I don't have any magic weapons with me other than it. Senior Brother Guo, you can't beat me, but you deliberately said that I violated the rules, do you still want to be embarrassed?" Ling Feng's words were extremely sarcastic.

Guo Cheng was suddenly angry and said loudly: "The competition in the ring is only based on the word fairness. Even if you don't use a magic weapon, but this thing has great spiritual power and very strong combat power, what is the difference between it and cheating? If you have a kind, then change a sword to compare with me. ”

Ling Feng sneered: "Change the sword, do you know that we immortal cultivators, everyone's sword is our sibling, and the sword man can exert the greatest combat power, since you ask me to change the sword, then you must also change the sword, so it is fair." ”

Guo Cheng was speechless for a moment, so angry that he couldn't speak anymore.

At this time, Ling Feng suddenly felt a coercion born out of thin air, quickly approaching, like a mountain toppling, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that Feng Wujie was already standing in the ring.

Ling Feng's forehead suddenly had a layer of cold fine sweat, and he said secretly: "It's so fast, it's as if it appeared here out of thin air." ”

At this moment, the audience is also silent, only the wind is thin and the robe is sounding.

Ling Feng saw Feng Wuji slowly turn to himself and say to himself, "Give me the sword." ”

Ling Feng suddenly became nervous, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "This is my own sword, it's not a violation of the rules." ”

That Zhifeng Wujie just smiled slightly and said, "I won't accept your sword, don't worry." ”

Ling Feng heard this, but he still thought twice in his heart, and finally slowly handed over the sword.

Feng Wujie took the sword in his hand, and the Soul Blade suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, trembling restlessly, and emitting bursts of humming.

At this time, Ling Feng was extremely worried in his heart, this sword was his father's deathbed, if something happened, he would really be ashamed of his father.

At this time, the tremor blade of the soul blade trembled more and more violently, and he wanted to get out of his hand. Everyone also felt very strange. Feng Wujue is a master in the world, and he is a fairy-like existence in the hearts of everyone, but he almost couldn't subdue this seemingly clumsy sword, which is really incredible.

But seeing Feng Wujie forcibly stabilizing the sword body, he closed his eyes, there were words in his mouth, and his fingers drew a talisman on the sword body like a pen, and the soul blade slowly calmed down and lay quietly on his hand. He couldn't help but praise: "It's really a good sword, what's its name?"

"The sword number 'Soul Death' was given by my father. Ling Feng bowed and replied truthfully.

Feng Wuji nodded, looked at him and said, "Young man, you have a little thought, you actually know how to hide your strength, if you show this blade in the first round of competition, Guo Cheng will not be so embarrassed." ”

Ling Feng was sincerely scared at this time, and he didn't know how to say it.

Feng Wuji seemed to see the panic in his heart at this time, just smiled, and handed him the sword and said: "I have suppressed its spiritual power, and now the spiritual power on its body is equivalent to your cultivation, and the prohibition will not dissipate until the end of the period of the Five Heroes' Discussion of the Dao. ”

Ling Feng took the Soul Blade, bowed down and said, "How dare you? ”

"Let's continue the competition!" Feng Wuji turned around slightly, and he had already disappeared, as if he had disappeared in front of Ling Feng's eyes in the blink of an eye.

So he looked at the observation deck where the Yaoji Palace was located, but saw Feng Wuji sitting peacefully on the Taishi's chair, as if he had not moved.

Ling Feng couldn't help but be in a trance, as if he couldn't believe what he had just experienced, that feeling was like there was a mountain in front of him, and he was a small square stone under that mountain.

Ling Feng shook the Soul Blade again, feeling that his spiritual power had been greatly reduced, as if he had returned to the feeling he had felt before absorbing the Purple Crystal Immortal Essence.

"Hey, it's time to score points, but now it's in the ring. Guo Cheng looked like he couldn't wait, and shouted to Ling Feng.

Only then did Ling Feng come back to his senses from the shock just now, and saw that although Guo Cheng looked embarrassed, his face was full of the eyes of a greedy wolf, and he felt a burst of disgust in his heart, vowing to defeat him.

"Okay, come on, let's see who kills the deer!" Ling Feng clenched the Soul Blade, pointing like Guo Cheng.

Guo Cheng turned his head, with a sneer, and was about to draw his sword, but when he saw the pressure in front of him, a sword qi came to his face. He was shocked, he didn't expect that a fledgling boy's cultivation would be so profound, and he would be so wide open and close as soon as he made a move, and his sword aura was strong but very powerful. He didn't dare to carry it hard, so he had to dodge it, and after he could avoid it, the other party slashed at him again, pressing step by step, without giving in. He didn't even find a chance to counterattack.