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Chapter 252 The Terrible Pope of Light

Biluo Septet!

Helplessly, the Qingshui Sword Saint used the most powerful move at the falling huge sphere. He saw seven palms appearing in an instant, and layers of extremely thick water-colored light curtains emerged, spreading towards the huge sphere.

The huge sphere was obviously slower as soon as it touched the light curtain, but its energy was extremely huge, almost breaking through the water curtain in a rolling posture. Although it consumed a lot of energy, it still broke through all the water curtains and hit Qingshui Sword Saint heavily, pressing him directly to the ground in the space, and exploded.

Rumble!

When the explosion sounded, layers of blue light spread wildly around, and all the ground was frozen wherever they passed. The scene was extremely terrifying. If one of them came when the two armies were fighting, I wonder how many people would die. Their power and range were comparable to the forbidden spell!

However, what surprised Lin Feng was that the Qingshui Sword Saint had not disappeared, but his whole body was frozen.

boom!

The ice cube wrapped in Qingshui Sword Saint exploded directly. Qingshui Sword Saint was covered with dense scars, but he still rushed towards Lin Feng at a very fast speed.

His face was pale and his speed was significantly lower than before. It was probably because of the invasion of ice energy.

Lin Feng didn't care about anything else, and his body rushed over and attacked with the Phoenix Magic. Because of his memory of Beiming Bingfeng, Lin Feng was able to easily suppress Qingshui Sword Saint.

The Qingshui Sword Saint continued to have dense wounds on its body, but there was nothing he could do. He was constantly abused by Lin Feng and the Phoenix Magic. Finally, he was grabbed by Lin Feng's claws and tore them hard, and it was torn into two halves. The Qingshui Sword Saint's Qingshui brand slowly dissipated.

The Qingshui Sword Saint Ye Luochen, who was waiting quietly outside, had an unexpected expression flashed in his eyes. He looked at Lin Feng deeply and fell into deep thought. He didn't expect that he would lose, and he didn't even hold on for ten minutes.

When the Qingshui Sword Saint discovered it, the other swordsmen also noticed changes from the obsidian. They kept talking, and some were looking at the Qingshui Sword Saint, wanting to know the Qingshui Sword Saint's emotions.

However, they were destined to be disappointed. Qingshui Sword Saint still had a dull expression. He did not value rankings. If it were not for the current president of the Sword Saint Union, he would not be too lazy to compete for these rankings.

After Lin Feng opened his eyes again, there was a look of fatigue in his eyes. This kind of fighting with thoughts was indeed very exhausting. However, he was satisfied this time, because after defeating Qingshui Sword Saint, he became ninth place and successfully won the title of Ice and Snow Sword Saint.

"From now on, your title is the Ice and Snow Sword Saint. Do you still have to challenge it?" The shock on the face of the middle-aged Sword Saint who was hosting next to him disappeared. He just didn't expect that Lin Feng would defeat such a powerful president. It was really unreasonable.

"I want to feel the strength of the first place!" Although I know that the strength of the first place may be stronger than him, Lin Feng still wants to know the true strength of the strongest man in the human sword saint, so that he can gain some knowledge and feel the gap between him and the strongest man in the human holy level.

But when Lin Feng said this, everyone present was incredible and took it for granted. They knew quite well that the strength of the first place had, because no matter how strong it was, most of the sword saints would try to challenge it and see the real strength of the strongest sword saints of the human race. Unfortunately, the gap was too big, and they could be cleared out in just a few seconds. Some sword saints with poor strength were directly killed, because the first place was His Majesty Lewis, the Pope of the Church of Light!

Lin Feng ignored the eyes of other swordsmans and stood in front of Obsidian, who belonged to the first place. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and poured his thoughts into Obsidian.

The sword saint outside stared at Lin Feng with a complicated expression. Although he knew that Lin Feng was very powerful, only after experiencing the power of Pope Light could he know that there was a strong hand.

Sure enough, in just less than two minutes, Lin Feng opened his eyes and couldn't help but shake his body. His eyes at Obsidian became particularly solemn, because his spiritual imprint in Obsidian had been broken.

From the beginning of entering, Lin Feng was under the straits. Even if he acted as Canglong and transformed Bei Ming Bingfeng's body, it did not change this trend, and he could not stop the trend of defeat in the end.

Pope St. Lewis is particularly powerful, and he even carries two semi-artifacts, Light Crown and Light Scepter. The secret method to increase combat power is no worse than Canglong's rage. When Lin Feng finally transformed into Beiming Ice Phoenix, he barely stopped the castration. However, he did not expect that Pope Light was not a vegetarian, but actually had the ability to transform into an angel. In this way, Lin Feng almost returned to the origin again. He could not resist much and was knocked into pieces by the Pope who turned into an angel with prophecy.

Although it wasn't long, Lin Feng also put away his complacent feeling. It was really good to be able to occupy this ranking with his own strength, because the strength in front was very perverted, and even if there were those who were weaker than him, they would not be much weaker.

"It's very good to be able to support two minutes, but I can only support one minute at most. His Majesty's strength is surprisingly strong, but with your potential, you may not be weaker than His Majesty's current Pope!" The speaker was President Ye Luochen of the Sword Saints Union. Although Lin Feng replaced his ranking, he didn't care much. Instead, he felt that the combat power and potential shown by Lin Feng may not be able to enter the top three in the future.

"Thank you, Qingshui Sword Saint!"

"Ice and Snow Sword Saint, you should call me President. The title of Qingshui Sword Saint has been eliminated!"

"That may not be necessary. It will not be difficult to regain your strength with your president!" Lin Feng shook his head, but it was also considered to have corrected the title. The title of Sword Saint cannot be called randomly, otherwise it may cause dissatisfaction among other Sword Saints. However, Lin Feng's words were not social events, but with Ye Luochen's strength, he should be able to get out of the tenth place challenge and then regain the title of Qingshui Sword Saint.

"Ice and Snow Sword Saint, do you still have to challenge others now? With your strength, you may be able to move forward!" Ye Luochen pulled the topic away and said as he looked at the Obsidian lined up in front of Lin Feng.

"No, I am already very tired, so let's wait for next time!" Lin Feng shook his head. After the spiritual imprint was smashed into pieces by the Pope of Light, his spirit seemed very tired. If he continues to challenge, he will not achieve much effect.

Lin Feng looked at the titles written above the three obsidians in front of him, namely the Sword Saint of Light, the Sword Saint of Darkness and the Sword Saint of Flame. This Sword Saint of Light is the Sword Saint of Light obtained by Pope of Light.

"President, which two sword saints are they who have obtained the Dark Sword Saint and the Flame Sword Saint?"

"They, the Dark Sword Saint is the title of the Dark Pope's Sword Saint, and the Flame Sword Saint is the title obtained by the President of the Swordsman Union! Although the rankings are similar, the strength of the two is somewhat different, because the Dark Pope's strength is not worse than that of the Pope of Light!"

Ye Luochen sighed a little on his face, but the strength of the two opposing popes is outstanding. They not only have semi-artifacts, but also have the ability to transform. Without these two advantages, the Flame Sword Saint may not be weaker than the two popes.

In fact, if the energy is more than the thickness, except Lin Feng, the other nine people are almost the same, and they are all old monsters who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years.

"Okay, since the Ice and Snow Sword Saint has obtained the title, let's disperse and do whatever he should do!" Ye Luochen said, touching his gray beard.

Those sword saints were actually very active in their minds. They sent a kind message to Lin Feng before leaving, and then they each did their own things.

Lin Feng also felt that there was nothing to do. After leaving this somewhat overwhelming building, he took out a small wooden house from the space ring and placed it on the open space. He entered the wooden house to meditate and restored his consumed mind.

This meditation took half a day. When Lin Feng came out of the wooden house, it was already a little dark, but it had no effect on Lin Feng.
Chapter completed!
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