The two sides fighting on the stage are competing for the blood of the ancient phoenix.
Meng Bufan thought that if he could capture the blood of the ancient phoenix, it would be of great benefit.
The blood of the ancient phoenix is particularly precious. After fusing it, one can quickly understand the meaning of fire. The most important thing is that if he fuses the blood of the ancient phoenix, he will have the breath of the phoenix fire. In this way, when it comes to
No matter where, Meng Bufan will never be looked at differently again.
Moreover, the prize established in this arena competition, the Blood of the Ancient Phoenix, was created for outsiders like Meng Bufan. Locals are born with the blood of the Ancient Phoenix in their bodies, so they do not need it.
This arena competition was set up by King Wu, who is equivalent to the realm of human beings and immortals in the Three Realms.
Because ancient Fengcheng was outside the Three Realms, the division of their martial arts realm was different from that of the Three Realms. Here, there were warriors, martial arts masters, martial lords, martial sects, martial emperors, martial emperors, martial gods, martial kings, and martial immortals. In other words,
In ancient Fengcheng, King Wu was equivalent to the human immortal in the heavenly palace, while Wuxian was already equivalent to the earthly immortal. Wuxian was the supreme existence of ancient Fengcheng. In other words, the overall strength of ancient Fengcheng was higher than that of the mortal world.
But it is lower than the Heavenly Palace.
The King Wu who set up this arena was named Feng Xiang. Their Feng Mansion had an expedition team that was responsible for searching for fire crystal mines. His purpose in setting up the arena was to find experts who could be the deputy leaders of their expedition team.
There were hundreds of Martial Kings in Fengcheng in ancient times, and they all had their own expedition teams. The locals had inextricable connections with the major Martial Kings, so if they wanted to find experts, Feng Xiang could only turn his attention to outsiders.
To outsiders, a piece of the ancient phoenix's blood is precious enough to make them work for him. But outsiders don't have much demand for fire crystals. Even if they find fire crystal mines, it won't happen to them.
Conflict of interest.
Today is the last day of the arena competition, and Meng Bufan came at just the right time.
The two people fighting on the stage now are Wang Yanfeng and Gan Siyu. Like Meng Bufan, they are also people from the outside world and have come to ancient Fengcheng to practice.
Gan Siyu has been standing on the ring since the first day it was established and has never gotten off. He is extremely powerful.
Meng Bufan looked towards the arena.
On the ring, Gan Siyu and Wang Yanfeng just started fighting.
Gan Siyu is at the peak of the late Martial God's cultivation, and Wang Yanfeng is also at the peak of the late Martial God.
Wang Yanfeng's true energy was flowing all over his body. He shouted loudly, and bright runes lit up on the three-foot-long sword. There were ten runes in total, nine of which were green and were condensed from Wang Yanfeng's true energy. The last one was
The inscription left by the inscription master.
"The sword technique of "Nine Paths Mantra", Wang Yanfeng relied on his peak cultivation in the later stage of the Martial God to practice the "Nine Paths Mantra" to the point where he can transform into nine runes. Although it is only the lowest blue rune, it is indeed amazing!"
Naturally, there were knowledgeable people among the crowd watching the battle, and they immediately told the origin of Wang Yanfeng's martial arts.
"The "Nine Paths Mantra" can only be performed using a treasure weapon. If Wang Yanfeng encounters others, this sword technique may be effective, but now that he encounters Gan Siyu, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win."
The true essence is poured into the long sword, making a sharp whistling sound. This is the benefit of the treasure weapon. Once the true essence is poured into the long sword, the momentum and power of the moves can be greatly enhanced. Faced with such power, warriors without treasure weapons often feel helpless to resist.
Feeling, because if they use weapons to fight head-on, they will probably break the weapons!
"Gan Siyu, suffer death!"
Wang Yanfeng shouted loudly, and the green light on the nine runes bloomed instantly, and the long sword slashed at Gan Siyu's shoulder like a bamboo. Gan Siyu's eyes focused, his feet slammed on the ground, and his body flashed out like lightning.
"boom!"
Wang Yanfeng struck the ground with his sword, and sparks flew everywhere! The bluestone ground was strengthened by formations and was as hard as iron, but even so, Wang Yanfeng still cut a half-foot-long hole, which shows how powerful this blow was.
When the blow missed, Wang Yanfeng was not depressed, but laughed loudly, "Gan Siyu, are you competing with me for speed?
"How can you compare with me in terms of speed!" Wang Yanfeng moved his steps, and a series of vague afterimages appeared from his body.
Wang Yanfeng took seven steps in a row and appeared beside Gan Siyu in an instant. The nine runes on the treasure weapon reappeared with green light, and he slashed at Gan Siyu's arm with a sword!
Gan Siyu shouted, turned around, and punched out!
A solid punch, with a force of nearly tens of thousands of kilograms, was punched out without any fancy. After breaking ten chapters with one force, Gan Siyu planned to use his strength to defeat Wang Yanfeng's sword skills.
"Bang!" This punch hit Wang Yanfeng's sword spine.
At that moment, Wang Yanfeng felt a sudden burst of violent true energy, which cut off the energy flow in his treasure weapon. If the true energy he concentrated in the sword was like a snake, this punch was like a handle.
The hatchet struck the snake at seven inches and cut it off at the waist!
"How is that possible?" Wang Yanfeng's eyes were full of disbelief.
As soon as his true energy stagnated, Wang Yanfeng's blood surged, and before he could figure out what was going on, Gan Siyu flew up and kicked Wang Yanfeng in the head.
Gan Siyu's leg was pulled down like a dragon's tail. After all, Wang Yanfeng had some skills. When his blood was boiling, he blocked Lin Ming's leg with his arm.
However, when Gan Siyu's leg kicked Wang Yanfeng's forearm, Wang Yanfeng felt as if a thick iron bar had hit it, which made his arm numb and almost lost consciousness.
Wang Yanfeng was shocked, what kind of strange power is this!
Wang Yanfeng's body was directly lifted away by this powerful force.
"not good!"
"Seven Absolute Steps!" Wang Yanfeng took the Seven Absolute Steps. His body completely violated the rules of physics and moved sideways to avoid Gan Siyu's punch. During this sudden stop and change of direction, coupled with the surge of Qi and blood from before,
, Wang Yanfeng finally couldn't control the restless energy and blood in his body, and bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
But it wasn't over yet. A wooden stick suddenly appeared in Gan Siyu's hand. The wooden stick was as heavy as a stone and struck Wang Yanfeng's shoulder like thunder.
Wang Yanfeng screamed, his shoulder was covered with blood, and the wooden stick actually penetrated Wang Yanfeng's shoulder blade!
Gan Siyu was not polite and immediately kicked Wang Yanfeng in the chest. Wang Yanfeng spat out a blood arrow and broke several ribs in an instant. His body flew out like a kite with its strings broken! He fell heavily to the bottom of the ring.
I don’t know life or death.
This Gan Siyu is really a ruthless person, and he shows no mercy in his attacks.
At this moment, Gan Siyu held a wooden stick and looked down at the audience majestically: "Who else is coming up?"
At this time, the arena competition was coming to an end. If no one challenged him again, the blood of the ancient phoenix would belong to Gan Siyu.
Although there are many people in the audience, most of them are locals of Ancient Phoenix City, and many of them are stronger than Gan Siyu. However, they are just here to watch the excitement, and it is useless for them to ask for the blood of Ancient Phoenix.
A proud smile appeared on Gan Siyu's lips. His eyes fell on a table in the corner of the arena. A red box lay quietly there, containing the blood of the ancient phoenix that he had dreamed of.
"I'm coming!" A handsome young man fell onto the ring in a fluttering manner, it was Meng Bufan.