Wen Tian was puzzled.

I even wanted to take out a sword and make a few slashes to see what was going on.

"Okay, don't mess around, didn't you come to see your senior brother competition? ”

"Oh, yes, I'm here to play, sorry, sorry. ”

Wu Lao's words reminded Wen Tian that he had come to see Lin Feng's competition, not to study some time bubbles.

But this space-time bubble is too against the sky, so Wen Tian can't help but study it.

This space-time bubble completely exceeded or even subverted what Wen Tian knew and thought, he really couldn't imagine that anyone could cultivate to such a point, even if it was the legendary Yuanying Cultivator, he might not have this ability.

On the stage, Lin Feng was in the middle of a battle, and Wen Tian had to turn his gaze to the arena first.

On the stage, Lin Feng was competing with a disciple of the Tiantai Sect.

Wen Tian had seen Lin Feng shoot before, but it was the first time that he had shot so stage like today. Lin Feng's opponent, named Murong Qianshan, is also an extremely powerful master in the inner gate, and he ranked fourth in the last competition. Murong Qianshan is the best at earth-based exercises, known as immovable as a mountain, and also known as Xiaoqiang, who can't be killed. It has a strong defense, as well as extremely deep spiritual cultivation. Many players of equal strength were consumed by him in the end.

Compared with Murong Qianshan, although Lin Feng has been in the limelight in the past two years, he is much worse than the other party in terms of cultivation and experience.

An old master, a new rising star, the battle between the two of them is also dark.

Seeing Murong Qianshan, he used one earthen shield after another to defuse Lin Feng's sharp attacks, and at the same time constantly used the ground stabbing technique and the rockfall technique to counterattack.

Lin Feng did not defend at all, but completely attacked.

"The earth pierces the sky!"

Murong Qianshan roared, and the ground thorns like small mountain peaks suddenly rose from the ground, making people unguardable.

Looking at the forest wind again, it seems to be wearing between the mountains and forests, the front foot has just passed, and the mountain peaks behind it have risen from the ground, which seems to be extremely amazing, but there is some meaning of leisurely walking.

"A Thousand Mountains !!"

Murong Qianshan saw that since the effect of the ground thorn was not good, he immediately used his housekeeping skills again, and Qianshan fell.

I saw boulders like mountain peaks, falling from the sky, whistling and flying towards the forest wind.

There are ground thorns underneath and boulders on top, which is Murong Qianshan's most powerful means of attack. Murong Qianshan, as the fourth place in the last big competition, has been trained for ten years this time, and this time he is aiming to win the championship, so he is ruthless, he has always defended more than he attacked, but today he frequently launched offensives.

"Good time!"

Lin Feng shouted, his body did not retreat but advanced, his body rushed forward, and the sword pointed forward: "The sword is coming!"

A spirit sword suddenly appeared, shooting at Murong Qianshan.

"Is that what you can do?"

Murong Qianshan smiled coldly, and with a casual move, an earth shield stopped in front of him.

Lin Feng was unmoved, his body was like the wind, shuttling between the ground thorns and falling rocks, and the sword pointed again: "Come again!"

Another spirit sword appeared, shooting at Murong Qianshan.

"Lin Feng, take out all the swords you have, and see if your sword is powerful, or my shield is powerful!"

"Okay, as you wish!, the sword is coming!" Lin Feng said, and a golden sword appeared in his hand, like a child's toy sword. Lin Feng held the sword in his right hand and pointed forward: "Nine stabs and one kill!" As he spoke, his figure flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of Murong Qianshan, and the small sword was gently handed forward, stabbing at the Shenque acupoint in the opponent's dantian area. At the same time, nine spirit swords appeared at the same time, shooting sharply towards Murong Qianshan's upper body, front and back, up and down, locking Murong Qianshan in an instant.

Murong Qianshan was taken aback, he didn't expect Lin Feng to have so many swords. Usually, I only heard that Lin Feng relied on body and swordsmanship, but it turned out that what Lin Feng was really powerful was the ninety-nine to one son and mother sword of this mother and nine sons. For those who practice the sword of the son and mother, the swordsmanship is secondary, and the most important thing is the control of divine thoughts. Especially this set of ninety-nine to one son and mother sword, with one to control nine, without a strong divine sense, it is simply impossible to do it.

Lin Feng's attack was fierce and his body was weird, which made Murong Qianshan a little hurried all of a sudden, and it was too late to summon an earth shield or use other defensive props.

"Good time!"

Murong Qianshan panicked in his heart, but he refused to show weakness on his lips, raised his hand and took out a talisman seal, slapped it on his head, and shouted: "Heaven ~ collapse ~ earth ~ crack ~ !!"

Immediately after, I heard a boom, and the whole person exploded.

Not only did the whole person explode, but all the falling rocks and ground thorns on the stage also exploded together.

The entire stage was filled with smoke.

This power is simply like a monk blowing himself up.

"Huh?!"

In the smoke, everyone exclaimed, could it be that Murong Qianshan really blew himself up? The people watching the battle couldn't figure out what the outcome was, and they didn't know if Murong Qianshan was okay, and it was even more difficult to imagine how Lin Feng on the stage would deal with himself and whether he could escape the catastrophe in such a scene.

"Huh?!"

Wen Tian was also stunned in the air, and screamed loudly.

These two people are too powerful, much more powerful than him, and he doesn't even know the most basic spells now.

Murong Qianshan cracked as soon as the sky collapsed, and Wen Tian's heart slammed, and he didn't know if his senior brother was in danger.

Just when Wen Tian's eyes widened and he stared intently at the stage, a discordant voice came into Xiao Wentian's ears.

"What's there to scream, some three-legged cat kung fu, as for letting you scream so loudly, disturb my old man's rest. ”

When Wen Tian turned his head to look, he found that Wu Lao had gotten a comfortable recliner from sometime and somewhere, and he was swimming there comfortably, and he didn't bother to watch any games at all.

"I'm sorry to disturb my seniors to rest. Wen Tian was a little arrogant.

"You, after watching it for a long time, can you see anything?" asked Elder Wu lazily.

What kind of way? Wen Tian was a little confused, the winner and the defeat had not yet been decided, and now Lin Feng didn't know whether he was dead or alive, how could he care about what the Tao was or not. "The kid is stupid, I don't know what the seniors are referring to? ”

"What does it mean that the dust has not yet settled, and the victory and defeat have already been decided. The one who played with mud, someone else stabbed him with a sword, and he immediately exploded his big move, obviously losing. The kid who used the sword, since it was ninety-nine to one, it was impossible to have only this sword. This ninety-nine to one, in fact, has some famous halls, called Nine Swords Killing, also known as Nine Swords Forgiveness. It is said that the nine swords will be killed, and if you can take the nine swords and not die, you will be pardoned. The one who played with the mud only received one sword, and there were eight swords behind him, which was more powerful than one sword. ”

The two were talking, and they had already seen each other on stage.