This made everyone who followed him think that White Fall was an extremely strong person, so they all had a kind of blind worship for him.

The first person to board the martial arts arena was the wind was rising, and Bai Cheng saw it at this time and walked up tremblingly, his steps were a little vain, the whole person seemed to float up, and there were constant shouts from his followers behind him.

"Senior Brother Bai, teach him a lesson!"

Bai Cheng couldn't help but glance at him, and scolded in his heart.

"You have the ability to come, it's not that you don't know what kind of existence Feng Zhengyang is, that's killing gods!"

But despite thinking so, the surface still has to pretend to be very strong.

Feng Zhengyang saw that his opponent was already standing on the stage in front of him, and then he arched his hand and said.

"Please. ”

The two looked at each other, and the battle was about to break out.

Around the arena, everyone's eyes were fixed on the two people on the battle platform.

The first game of the finals, for everyone present, was naturally extremely ornamental, not to mention Feng Zhengyang, who had the title of "God of Killing".

These two are finally going to fight, what will be the outcome of the battle?

Swish!

On the competition platform, Feng Zhengyang took the lead.

Preemptive strikes have always been a tactical approach, and without any understanding of the opponent, the first strike to gain the upper hand can have a great chance of winning.

The wind is raising its body and moving, like a frightening wave, rushing towards the white fall, the fierce palm, exuding a dark red light, and the palm struck down towards the white fall.

Everyone didn't expect Feng Zhengyang to use murderous aura as soon as he made a move, it seemed that he wanted to quickly take down Bai Fall.

Although Bai Cheng was afraid, his strength was still there, and he saw his lumbar spine twist, and the fist in his hand bombarded out.

Rumble!

Bang!

The fist and palm intersected, and the powerful energy shot out in all directions, and the wind was rising and the white fall was trembling, and he took three steps back.

Feng Zhengyang was secretly frightened, he didn't expect this white fall to have such a strong strength.

And Bai Cheng was even more frightened in his heart, feeling the pain in his hands, and looking at Feng Zhengyang's eyes even more frightened.

He originally came to watch the talent duel to improve himself, but what he didn't expect was that he entered the final inexplicably.

Many people present saw the first blow of the duel between the two, and actually made a draw.

"Senior Brother Bai, teach him a lesson!"

"Senior Brother Bai, it's good!"

The voice of Bai Cheng's followers kept coming from the stands, and the momentum was huge, and Bai Cheng kept slandering in his heart.

"You think it's that simple! That wind is blowing is a monster!"

Feng Zhengyang stepped out, and then struck at the white fall again, and blasted out another punch.

Only an afterimage was left on the spot, and the wind was already exerting his body, and the ghost-like figure was heading towards the white fall.

The fist wind whistled, pointing directly at the face of the white fall.

White Fall had no choice but to retreat and defend, his arms constantly resisting the ferocious attack from the wind.

Boom! Boom!

Feng Zhengyang punched continuously, and the performance of the coiling dragon transformation technique made his fist more fierce and fierce, and he exerted it to the extreme.

After Feng Zhengyang entered the late stage of the Qi Sutra, his own strength or physical strength had made a qualitative leap, and the Coiling Dragon Transformation Technique naturally increased rapidly.

The aura in the body naturally underwent drastic changes.

Suddenly, everyone seemed to see the wind in the field, and the invincible momentum was overwhelmingly heading towards the white fall.

For a moment, Bai Cheng was forced to retreat again and again by the strength of his fist.

The wind is raising its eyes like electricity, and the cold voice spreads throughout the audience, making the audience boil.

"Brother Bai, don't hide it anymore. ”

Watching his opponent constantly being pressed and beaten by himself, Feng Zhengyang seemed to feel that the opponent was not using all his strength.

The punch on Bai Cheng's body became heavier and heavier, and the pain kept coming, and Bai Cheng scolded in his heart.

"That's my strength! Don't look up to me too much! I'm forced too, big brother. ”

White Fall was almost about to cry.

I only heard his arms suddenly shake off the fist strength that Feng Zhengyang was facing directly, and roared angrily.

Then the figure moved, like a red lightning, towards the wind Zhengyang, and the sword weapon in his hand suddenly appeared in his hand, flashing with a sparkling cold light, and the sword light pointed directly at the wind Zhengyang.

Feng Zhengyang was startled at first and spoke.

"It's also a sword cultivator!

Feng Zheng raised his body and dodged the oncoming sword attack of White Fall.

Feng Zhengyang smiled calmly, and the blood dragon sword behind his back suddenly came out of its sheath and was held in his hand.

"Let me see which of the two of us has stronger swordsmanship!"

After Feng Zhengyang finished speaking, he took his sword and headed towards Bai Cheng.

The Blood Dragon Sword suddenly turned into wisps of light and slashed towards Bai Fall.

The sword qi containing killing intent is naturally strong!

While!

The two swords intersected, and Bai Fall's sword momentum was directly dispersed.

Everyone present exclaimed.

"It actually scattered Senior Brother Bai's sword qi with one blow, what a strong strength!"

When Bai Fall saw the scene in front of him, his heart was even more desperate.

Whoa!

Before Bai Fall had time to react, what followed was the continuous sword light of the wind, completely enveloping Bai Fall's body.

Bai Fall panicked, and could only subconsciously control the sword weapon in his hand to resist Feng Zhengyang's attack.

Suppression, complete suppression!

White Fall was powerless to fight back, and everyone present was stunned.

In the stands.

"This little doll full of murderous intent has such might, it's good!"

The master of the door of life and death looked at the figure in the middle of the field and said.

Due to the sword weapon and the emergence of killing intent, the speed at which the wind was rising was also extremely fast, and Bai Fall had no power to fight back.

Yikes!

After more than ten moves, the sword light of the wind was shining like lightning, piercing Bai Fall's throat.

The results are clear.

The wind is winning.

White Fall's followers were all stunned, staring blankly at the wind blowing in the field.

At this time, Bai Fall's mind was blank, he was very happy, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

"It's finally over, and it's scared to death. ”

All around, there was a loud noise.

"God Killer wins!"

This extremely ordinary man in front of him has created miracles again and again.

He won the first game of the final at such a fast pace.

Immediately, Bai Yan walked towards the stands, at this time he found that his back was completely soaked with sweat, and when the sword was pointed at his throat just now, he clearly felt a powerful killing intent completely engulf him.

He sat in the stands, his eyes drifting to where the wind was rising, and he looked at the man, not having the slightest suspicion that the other party would wipe him out at any moment.

The feeling of being targeted made him unforgettable for a long time, as if he was being targeted by a devil crawling out of hell.

"Senior Brother Bai, are you okay?"

"Senior Brother Bai, you are already very strong, I didn't expect that kid to be so strong!"

Seeing Bai Cheng sit down, the little brother behind him immediately walked over and comforted.