Meng Junchang's eyes were slightly startled, and his still body suddenly moved and disappeared from the spot.
Liu Feng narrowed his eyes, Meng Junchang was too fast, and the attack of the holy soldiers had failed.
Suddenly, a strong force came from behind. Liu Feng's mind was racing, and the white-gold holy armor flashed on the surface of his body. Then he strode forward, and with a "bang" sound, the strong force collided with the holy armor.
, producing a loud noise that shook the sky.
"Holy Armor!"
The surprise in Meng Junchang's eyes became even stronger. He did not expect that Liu Feng actually possessed a holy weapon and a holy armor. This was something he never expected.
Liu Feng turned around and faced Meng Junchang, his eyes full of anger and sadness.
"Mr. Meng will die if he tastes this!"
Being attacked by Meng Junchang without any damage, Liu Feng was convinced that the holy armor could indeed withstand the attack of the strong King Li.
"Haha, do you really think you can save your life by wearing the holy armor? Then try the power of my totem!"
Meng Junchang's eyes returned to calmness, and he looked at Liu Feng, who was covered in holy armor, with a look of disdain on his lips.
"It's a sacred object! Liu Feng actually possesses a sacred object!"
Everyone under the ring was shocked. There was only one holy object in the world. Many people, even the powerful King of Strength, had never seen it before.
Just because there are only two sacred objects in Xiaoyun Villa, it can be seen that Xiaoyun Villa is the holy place for forgers in Yueshan County and even the Qinglong Empire, but there are only two of them, which shows how precious and rare the sacred objects are.
, I’m afraid it’s about the same number compared to the number of powerful Lihuang warriors.
Numerous people had naked greed in their eyes, looking at Liu Feng as if he were a priceless treasure.
Even the totem masters who were about to go up to the ring to accept the group challenge that Meng Junchang said stopped in their tracks, paused at the bottom of the stage, and stopped stepping forward. Each one of them rolled their eyes and had their own plans.
The holy armors and holy weapons made the powerful Li Sect warriors in the sky couldn't help but dazzle. Many of them, even Li Sect members, had never had any holy objects to protect themselves.
"Liu Feng actually has a sacred object. Who is he? It's impossible for just a Liu family from a third-rate city to possess it..."
Fen Yan's eyes were burning and he murmured to himself.
Prince Zihao on the side also had a look of surprise on his face, no matter who it was, his face would be moved by the existence of the holy object.
Even Emperor Gu Mingli, who had closed his eyes to rest his mind, opened his eyes slightly, looked at Liu Feng, his eyes quickly passed over the holy object, sighed slightly, and then continued to close his eyes and rest his mind.
Everyone's attention is now attracted by the holy objects, and they have even forgotten the purpose of this competition. Everyone wants to have beautiful women, but the holy objects are much more attractive treasures than beautiful women.
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When Meng Junhao's voice fell, a pure white tiger totem beast rushed out from above his head. It looked up to the sky and let out a roar. Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the sky changed, and a powerful momentum suddenly emerged.
Liu Feng's eyes focused on the white tiger. Meng Junchang's white tiger was very different from the Rong family's white tiger. Meng Junchang's white tiger actually had two wings on its back. This was known as the tiger among totem beasts.
The flying white tiger of the king!
The Flying White Tiger cannot be allowed to continue to gather spiritual power!
Liu Feng adhered to the principle of making the first move and seizing the opportunity. With a sway of his body, the holy soldier made a circle, forming a hurricane of sharp edges and shooting straight towards the white tiger. Liu Feng tightly grasped the handle of the gun and followed suit with his body.
superior.
Meng Junchang was unmoved, and rushed towards Liu Feng in a flash. While running, the white tiger finally absorbed enough spiritual power, roared out, rushed past Meng Junchang's body, and headed towards Liu Feng first.
Pounced over.
A ball of white spiritual power roared out from its tiger mouth, aiming not at Liu Feng's body, but at the tip of the spear.
The moment the spear hit Liu Feng with the eighth-level spiritual power of King Li, Liu Feng's jaw went numb, and the spear trembled violently. The strong trembling caused Liu Feng's jaw to burst open and a stream of blood flow out.
The sharp edge of the spear also lost its target. Meng Junchang's body flashed past and his fists suddenly stretched out. The white tiger instantly melted into his fists and hit the holy armor on the surface of Liu Feng's body in the blink of an eye.
The moment Liu Feng's body was hit by Meng Junchang's double fists, he flew out, "Bang!"
A muffled sound was heard, and Liu Feng's body fell heavily to the solid floor of the arena. He struggled to stand up. Liu Feng's face flushed, even showing a hint of cyan.
"Pfft!"
Liu Feng's throat felt sweet, he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. He looked at Meng Junchang with sharp eyes, but he was extremely shocked in his heart. He was actually injured by him even though he was wearing holy armor.
A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Liu Feng knew that it was not the Holy Armor's fault. The Holy Armor had helped him remove at least 50% of his power, but the remaining 50% of his spiritual power was not something he could bear with his current cultivation level!
"Now, you can go begging with your Liu family and let me destroy you!"
Meng Junchang's face was filled with joy. He really had nothing to do with Liu Feng's holy armor just now, but he heard Gu Ming's voice and taught him a move that injured Liu Feng. He could also fight against the holy armor.
Defended.
However, even if he unleashed his spiritual power with all his strength, he could not hit Liu Feng a few times, so he prepared for the final blow.
"Liu Feng, if you can be defeated in the hands of my majestic eighth-grade power king, you should be begging for the rest of your life with a smile!"
Meng Junchang's body froze on the spot, and the flying white tiger was suspended above his head. At this time, rich spiritual power burst out from his whole voice.
The entire huge body of the Flying White Tiger was constantly trembling, drawing countless strange trajectories in the space.
"Liu Feng, hurry up, take action, he is going to use the pseudo-sacred realm that can only be used by the eighth-level Totem Power King!"
The Shenlong's voice suddenly sounded urgently, and then it flew out without waiting for Liu Feng's order. As it flew back, it hurriedly ordered towards the Jiuliuzhu who was temporarily staying in its own space, "Little pig,
Get ready, we're leaving!"
As soon as the golden dragon flew out of Liu Feng's body, it roared angrily towards the white tiger totem beast on the opposite side. The thundering dragon roar dispersed the changes in the sky caused by Meng Junchang just now.
The white tiger that was paddling a strange trajectory was suddenly stunned. There was a look of fear in its eyes when it looked at Shenlong, and the trembling of its body also slowed down a lot.
The roar of Shenlong startled everyone. No one had ever seen a totem beast like Shenlong, and everyone was amazed when they saw its majestic and handsome appearance.
"The Nine-Heaven Dragon Roar Totem Beast is reflected in the unpredictable golden light. Now that the mainland is in turmoil again, it will be transformed into the Divine Dragon Totem!"
Gu Ming, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, and stared fixedly at the dragon below, unable to speak for a long time...