Chapter 182: King Ming
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He didn't expect that the opponent of his second round of battle turned out to be the Qingchen Daoist, and he didn't want to think about it at the moment, so he directly used the power of the sixth-order peerless overlord, and the gods came out of his hand directly, pushed out from the position where he was standing, and included the entire martial arts platform, and rumbled into the Qingchen Daoist.
Qingchen Dao people's faces turned white with a brush, and there was no trace of blood. He thought that he had withstood several blows from Shen Feng, his spirit had been tempered, and he had just been promoted to the Jindan realm, and he was still a genuine true immortal, he originally thought that he could finally exhale and raise his eyebrows, even if he couldn't defeat Shen Feng, but at least he had the strength to fight.
But after seeing the battle between Shen Feng and Zunlong yesterday, Qingchen Dao knew how naΓ―ve his thoughts were, even if the Qingxuan Dao people who were specially sent out to participate in this competition and wanted to win the championship this time, they all bluntly said that they might not be able to defeat Shen Feng.
Qingchen Daoist originally wanted to enter the hundredth, and immediately withdrew, but the heavens played a deadly joke on him, and he met Shen Feng in the second round, and Shen Feng's strength exceeded yesterday's estimate, and he turned out to be a peerless overlord of the sixth order!
"A finger from a saint!"
The Qingchen Daoist raised his fingers, wanting to use his strongest means, but looking at the rolling crystal world, the aura that embraced the heavens, the Qingchen Daoist finally hung his arm weakly and gave up all resistance.
Rumble!
There were no accidents, no suspense, the fourth-order Jindan realm sprayed the existence of the sixth-order ****** realm beyond the two ranks, and with one move, it only took one move, and it was already completely defeated.
Qingchen Daoist was hit by the place where the gods returned, and his body flew up, flying upside down, and crashed into the light curtain around the martial arts platform, bleeding from seven holes, and his body died.
In a competition, in just a few blinks of an eye, the winner and the loser had already been divided, and everyone had to sigh in shock at Shen Feng, looking at Shen Feng's eyes, it was like looking at a monster.
Shen Feng walked down the competition platform, and a young Taoist priest walked over, Zhao Jinmian followed behind him, looking at Shen Feng coldly. Zhao Shimin had already run over to check the situation of the Qingchen Daoist, and when he saw that the Qingchen Daoist had died of anger, he calmly ordered the person to take the body away, and he himself left, but he didn't even come to see Shen Feng.
"Shen Feng, is it?Qing Xuan remembers you, and he will never die!"
The Taoist priest named Qingxuan passed by, leaving only a sentence. Zhao Jinmian looked at Shen Feng and snorted coldly.
Shen Feng shook his head, didn't bother to speak, and walked towards the viewing seat. At this moment, there was an exclamation from the viewing room, looking at the competition platform below in surprise. Shen Feng turned around and looked at them, and saw that on the more than two hundred martial arts platforms below, on one martial arts platform, thousands of astonishing rays of light appeared, each of which was only the size of a fist, like a miniature meteor shower, with a dense bombardment.
The person who bears these meteor showers is a ghost family's Jindan master, he is covered with earth weapons all over his body, his head and feet are tightly wrapped abnormally, and even his eyes are protected by a kind of spar, it is like a moving bunker, he should not be afraid of any attack, but at this time, he was suppressed by these meteor showers, unable to move, his feet were a little unsteady, and there was a sign that he was going to be pressed to his knees.
And the person who sent out these thousands of meteor showers was a beautiful woman with a longbow in hand.
Zhang Yiran.
"Ahhhh
Suddenly, the master of the ghost family struggled to resist, urging the earth weapon on his body, bursting out with a layer of dazzling light, hard to connect thousands of millilights, even if he couldn't see the enemy in front of him, he still roared and impacted, he had a sword in his hand, all of them were earth weapons, exuding a fierce aura and waving indiscriminately, disturbing the vitality of heaven and earth.
Zhang Yiran, who had been standing in place and plucking the bowstring with a relaxed expression, began to move.
I saw her revolving around the master of the ghost family, and kept emitting countless millimeters of light as she moved. The weapon in her hand is worthy of being an intermediate earth weapon, with the strength of a sixth-order peerless overlord, and it seems to really contain a world with endless power.
Zhang Yiran's speed was very fast, and he didn't think it was anything at first, but after a few blinks of an eye, he only saw a flowing shadow on the martial arts platform, revolving around the ghost master, and there were millilight attacks in all directions, and the ghost master couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, let alone look for Zhang Yiran's figure to attack.
If it weren't for the protection of the ground weapon, the Jindan master of the ghost family would have been shot to the scum.
"It's a tiger girl again. β
Shen Feng sighed, and suddenly his eyes tightened, and he saw Zhang Yiran's figure, ghostly appearing behind the ghost master, this time, she didn't shoot out a ray of light to attack. I saw her grasping the two ends of the longbow with both hands, holding it high to the head of the ghost master, and stuck it on her neck.
The bowstring hangs directly on the throat of the master of the ghost family, and that position is the only gap between his helmet and the armor on his body, and the hair is so fine that ordinary people will not notice it at all, and this set of armor is directly connected to the helmet.
However, Zhang Yiran saw it, and accurately used the bowstring of the longbow in his hand to dock on it.
"Don't!"
Zhang Yiran pressed against the back of the ghost master, said coldly in his ear, grabbed the longbow with both hands and pulled it suddenly!
Disheveled!
The head of the ghost master flew high, and a wave of blood erupted from the position of the neck, staining the competition platform red.
Zhang Yiran put away his longbow and walked off the competition platform with an indifferent expression, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, he suddenly looked at Shen Feng's side fixedly.
Shen Feng also looked at Zhang Yiran in a daze at this time, and he hadn't reacted from her murderous trick yet.
Zhang Yiran looked at Shen Feng, stretched out a finger and scratched his white neck, and then left. Shen Feng reacted, and the second monk was puzzled, wondering in his heart, when did he offend the Zhang family?
"Helper, helper, helper. β
The bell striking monk and Huang Xiaotian suddenly walked over from the viewing seat on the other side and sat next to Shen Feng.
The bell striking monk pointed to a martial arts platform below with a solemn expression, and said to Shen Feng, "Helper, look at that side." β
Shen Feng looked in the direction he pointed, and saw that on the martial arts platform, it was actually the medicine court that asked him to hand over Yao Hua Tuo in the Wuying Hall last time, and his opponent turned out to be a prince of the Buddha Kingdom in Tianxi Shenzhou, Boduo Futu.
"You look at the methods of the Bodo Fumtu, helper, I think this time, Buddhism's ambition is not small. β
The monk who hit the bell said very seriously, without the slightest awareness that he was also a monk.
"What's that?"
Shen Feng frowned and looked at the competition on the stage seriously.
The two of Boduo Futu and Yao Tingzhi had just walked up to the competition platform, when the light curtain fell, Yao Tingzhi immediately took out a golden pill from his arms, and swallowed it directly without saying a word, and after a while, an amazing momentum erupted from his body, which was originally only the strength of the fourth-order Jindan realm, and the strength actually climbed all the way, directly breaking through the fifth-order yin and yang realm, until he reached the peak of the fifth-order, and almost broke through to the peerless overlord of the sixth-order.
"Sure enough, it's a pharmacist, and he can directly improve his strength by taking drugs?"
Shen Feng sighed, strangely seeing that Boduo Futu, he actually stood calmly in place and did not move, letting the medicine court act, until the momentum of the medicine court climbed to the peak, he still had no intention of making a move.
"Offended!"
Yao Tingzhi said a word, put on a posture, and was about to attack.
The bell striking monk reminded, "The helper has seen clearly." β
"My Buddha is compassionate. β
I saw that the Boduo Futu, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, saw that Yao Tingzhi was about to attack, and suddenly bent down slightly and nodded, as if he had made a salute.
At this moment, Yao Tingzhi on the opposite side of the Boduo Floating Complex suddenly seemed to have been struck by lightning, and the whole person froze in place, his face changed in a myriad of ways, sometimes frightened, sometimes joyful, sometimes hideous, sometimes angry, sometimes indifferent. A series of emotions were all expressed, and Yao Tingzhi seemed to be acting as a clown at that moment.
This strange scene lasted for about ten breaths, and Hado Futu stood quietly in place, as if waiting for something. In the end, all the emotional changes on Yao Tingzhi's face were calm, calm as an ancient well, and the huge contrast just now was unacceptable.
"Thanks to the master's guidance, the court has an epiphany in life, and since he should immediately take refuge in Buddhism, my Buddha is merciful. β
After Yao Tingzhi's face calmed down, the first thing he did was to immediately kneel down in front of Bodo Futu, like a devout believer, sincerely converting.
"Great goodness!"
Bodo Futu grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and the smile seemed to be more fraternal, more fraternal. He stretched out a palm that was as dry as a twig and pressed it on the head of the medicine court, reciting a mantra of mysticism.
"Sure enough, it's an evil sect. Shen Feng saw a cold sweat and asked the monk who hit the bell, "What kind of secret technique of Buddhism is this, it is so perverted, is it the legendary Great Pudu Technique?"
"No," the bell monk shook his head and said, "I heard Abbot Qingyun say that there is a kind of disciple in the Buddhist sect, called the Ming King cultivator, who is the embodiment of the Buddha's anger, jealous and hateful, specializing in cultivating the forbidden art of the Buddhist sect, they not only take on the task of defense, but also actively attack and annihilate the evil demons at any time, every time they make a move, it is the most explosive means, and it is often the end of life or death!"
"The most explosive means?" Shen Feng looked at the two people on the competition platform, remembering all the experiences just now, as if he had nothing to do with explosive violence at all.
Huang Xiaotian said on the side, his expression was a little ugly. "Helper, it is very likely that that Yao Tingzhi has completely lost his sense of self and has become a completely soulless puppet. β
"What!"
Shen Feng stood up with a brush, looked at Yao Tingzhi on the competition platform in disbelief, and sure enough, he found that Yao Tingzhi's eyes were demented, as if he had really completely lost his soul. (To be continued.) )