In the ring, Feng Wuchen and Feng Sheng first talked for a long time in full view of everyone, and then they made a note, but the group of people under the ring were confused, and everyone guessed what was going on above.

Someone exclaimed: "It's still Fengsheng who is cautious! Fengsheng knows that he is powerful, and if he is not careful, he will beat that hillbilly to death, so he signed a life and death contract early in the morning!"

Many people nodded secretly, thinking it was reasonable. But someone immediately retorted: "Impossible! How could a person of Fengsheng's status care about killing a kitten or a puppy! Besides, life and death contracts are only counted before the competition and in the presence of the presiding elder!"

The person who spoke before was not convinced, blushing and shooting back: "It's not a life and death contract, so what do you say they are doing?"

This man said: "Judging from Feng Wuchen's expression and movements, I guess he must have promised Feng Sheng a heavy profit, and I beg Feng Sheng to show mercy to his subordinates, and let him live at a critical moment!"

Everyone thought of everything in the ring, and they all felt that this person was reasonable. In a few moments, his remarks spread in all directions.

When Hou Tao and his group heard this, they almost dropped their jaws in shock, secretly admiring the man's imagination.

In the ring.

Feng Sheng accepted the paperwork, smiled coldly, his face immediately became hideous, the two whips knocked on each other, and made a few crisp metal crashing sounds, and said, "Okay! Very good! Little wild dog, now you can die!"

Before the words fell, Feng Sheng unfolded the Tiger Mighty Sutra and made a move "Tiger Descending the Mountain", the momentum was like a rainbow, and the speed was much faster than before. Feng Wuchen hurriedly transported the Xuangong, and the girl ran away, and the speed was not slower than the wind rising.

Feng Sheng missed the blow, frowned, and threw out a handful of pine rain needles. Feng Wuchen had seen it last time, and he didn't panic, he slapped the storage bag and released his small five-element sword.

"Ding ding", the little five-element sword and the pine rain needle fought in mid-air, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Feng Sheng pinched a trick in his right hand, and a flying sword suddenly appeared above his head, the ruler was long, green, translucent, like jade, and the sword groove was engraved with dense earthy yellow runes, the size of rice grains, complicated and obscure, although the runes were small, they gave people a sense of heaviness and solidity.

Feng Sheng pinched again, and the earthy yellow runes on the flying sword lit up one after another, and the cold light circulated in circles on the blade.

Every time the light on the blade turned, Feng Wuchen felt that the air around him was heavy, and he couldn't help but feel a pang, and hurriedly slapped the jade ruler in his hand, and slashed at the flying sword. Seeing that it was about to hit, the cold light on the flying sword flashed again, and the jade ruler suddenly slowed down a lot, and the flying sword took the opportunity to go around, and a little on the ruler's body, the jade ruler point fell into the air, and Feng Wuchen hurriedly summoned it back to his hand.

Under the ring, there was a burst of exclamations.

Someone said: "Did you see it? The dust-free jade ruler just now was flashed by green light, and suddenly slowed down!"

Someone swallowed his saliva and said, "Yes, that flying sword is so powerful! What kind of treasure is it? Why has I never seen Fengsheng use it before?"

Someone envied: "It must be a good thing!"

Hou Tao glanced at Zhong Mojian and said, "His grandma's, little bit, how can that thing be so powerful, relying on a little cold light to slow down the dust-free jade ruler, can you see something famous?"

Zhong Mojian's throat was already sharp, but this time it was even sharper, like the tip of a needle: "It's terrible, it's terrible! This magic weapon is dedicated to overcoming wind and dust, and the wind is dustless and dead......"

Hou Tao hurriedly covered Zhong Mojian's mouth.

Everyone in Benma Mountain turned their heads worriedly, and Hou Tao hurriedly said: "Convulsions, this guy's head is not easy to use, he loves convulsions the most!" Most of the people turned their eyes to the ring again in disbelief, but there were still a few people who were closer to Hou Tao who did not turn their heads, Hou Tao kept pretending to laugh, it was really hard, and he was thinking about how to say a few more words to these people, so that they could be completely relieved. But one of them said: "If you don't let go, he will be covered to death by you?"

"Huh?" Hou Tao turned his head suspiciously, only to see that Zhong Mojian had already rolled his eyes......

In the ring.

Feng Wuchen suddenly felt a lot heavier, and secretly thought: "This flying sword is really weird, if it comes to a critical moment later, it will make me suddenly slow down a little, then I will not be killed by Feng Sheng!"

On the other side, Feng Sheng seemed to have seen through Feng Wuchen's thoughts, and laughed wildly: "Little wild dog, are you afraid, don't you obediently stretch out your head, let Lao Tzu give you a good time!"

Feng Wuchen knew that he couldn't lose his momentum, and said: "Rotten sores donkey, don't talk here and use all your skills!"

"Look for death!" Feng Sheng roared, and made a move to cut the tail of the tiger, like an ancient beast, and killed Feng Wuchen in mid-air. Feng Wuchen used the Flame Crescent Moon Knife to slash the flying sword, this flying sword made him very jealous, and naturally wanted to get rid of it first and then quickly, while dodging and fleeing, it was really a little slower, and the speed of running was not as good as before.

Feng Sheng glanced at the air when he made a move, and was not surprised, as if he had expected that Feng Wuchen would make a fiery crescent knife, snorted coldly, accelerated suddenly, and swept towards Feng Wuchen's waist and back, stirring up a messy wind, blowing the wind and dust's clothes hunting.

Feng Wuchen couldn't dodge, so he suddenly turned around and made a move "Lingyan Cutting Water", the double feet were like Lingyan's clever tail, with a little thunder, cutting the water very lightly.

The sound of "bang" is very crisp and loud.

Feng Wuchen retreated seven or eight steps in a row before he stabilized, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Feng Sheng only took a step back and steadied, calming down.

Feng Wuchen hurriedly looked up into the air, only to see that the three Flame Crescent Meniscus Swords had already chased after the flying sword, and they were about to slash it, and a cold light was released from the flying sword again, slightly richer than before. A similar scene happened, the three meniscus knives suddenly slowed down, and the flying swords accelerated around the ground, dropping a meniscus knife at once.

Feng Wuchen hurriedly pinched the trick, and manipulated the remaining two meniscus knives to slash at the flying sword again. However, it was still in vain, and the three Flame Crescent Blades were each broken by the flying sword in the blink of an eye.

Feng Sheng laughed wildly, and Feng Wuchen's face was pale.

Under the ring.

People are talking about the power of the flying sword, and they can't help but be able to freeze the magic weapon, and even the spell can't escape.

Someone suddenly said: "I remember, three years ago, Fengsheng's grandfather, the master of the Tianzi Branch, accidentally found a thousand-year-old golden tree, and the old man was happy, so he asked the master to refine a powerful magic weapon for his most proud grandson." At that time, Feng Sheng's roll call required a giant sword, which was powerful and sharp, and it could also stagnate all things! Later, somehow, it failed, and only refined into a pair of green whips. Come to think of it, the giant sword that Feng Sheng wanted at the beginning has gone through twists and turns to become this small and delicate flying sword now!"

Someone immediately agreed: "Very reasonable! I have also heard about the giant sword, and I thought that the requirements for the wind to rise and stagnate all things are too high and impossible to achieve! Unexpectedly, in the end, it was refined, although it was much smaller, but it was really not easy!"

After a while, with these two people as the center, the story spread from the inside out, in circles. In the end, this flying sword also had a name, called "Giant Finger Sword", which was refined by the refiner "Qian Jinmu" for three years.

When it reached Zhong Mojian's ears, Zhong Mojian shook his head with disgust, and said: "This instrument master has clever methods, but his taste is too poor, his name is ugly, and he gave this treasure such a bad name, it is simply a waste of such a good thing! However, how can this instrument master's name feel so familiar?"

"Maybe it's the top person in your industry!" Ouyang Gao looked like he was thinking hard, "I also feel very familiar with his name!"

Feng Yu'er's face was sad: "The giant finger sword is so powerful, will there be any danger to Brother Wuchen?"

Zhong Mojian looked straight at Feng Yu'er like a fool, and said, "Needless to say, it must be very ......."

Before he finished speaking, Hou Tao covered his mouth and nose, Zhong Mojian immediately burst into tears, and hurriedly tried his best to break free, but where did he break free.

Jiang Yun'er watched her son fall in the ring, although she had been holding back tears, she couldn't hold back it, she had already cried and her eyes were red.

Feng Changzhi shook his head secretly, thinking, "I knew I wouldn't let this girl come!"

In the ring.

The flying sword flashed a circle of blue light from time to time, lined with bright sunlight, which was particularly dazzling.

Feng Wuchen was in a dignified mood and thought hard about how to deal with it.

Feng Sheng stared at Feng Wuchen and said with a smile: "Little wild dog, what other skills do you have, hurry up and use them all!

"Rotten sores donkey, just let the horse come!" Feng Wuchen clenched his feet tightly and thought: "Maybe this breakthrough can only be found in Feng Sheng's body, as long as this Feng Sheng is defeated, everything will be easy to say!"

"I don't know how to lift!" "Feng Sheng secretly launched the Tiger Mighty Sutra.

The wind ran without dust, and while running, he scattered the flags everywhere. Secretly said: "It's best to form a formation, even if it can't be done, it can delay him for some time." When he starts the exercises again, I will take the opportunity to attack him and kill him by surprise, just like the last time I fought in the ring!"

Feng Sheng saw Feng Wuchen's mind at a glance, pursed his lips contemptuously, and didn't care about the array flag, but chased after Feng Wuchen. With a sudden step on the ring, his body was like a winged tiger, and he was killed behind Feng Wuchen in a few dodges. Feng Wuchen was shocked, he didn't expect that he was a lot slower, and the wind rose a lot faster than before.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, he hurriedly turned around and concentrated his strength to make a move "Mountain Loop Turn", turning three times in two feet, carrying the wind and thunder, and killing blatantly. Feng Sheng handed over the double whips in front of him, and made a move to "rotate the sun and moon", and the double whips suddenly became green, and the runes burst out.

With a "bang", the double whip smashed on the double foot. The runes and the thunder light were entangled in mid-air. The two of them were ruthless, and no one could help anyone for a while.

Under the ring.

Someone couldn't help but exclaim: "I didn't expect Feng Wuchen to be not only fast, but also so powerful!

Someone said with jealousy: "How can this be! In the end, it is not to be smashed into meat by the wind rising!"

The rest of the people sighed for a while......