There was a buzz of people in the audience, and every casual cultivator in the Jindan stage was a little red-eyed, after all, it was not a small sum of money.
The disciples of the famous sects are still waiting and watching. Now, except for the arena where Feng Jinghong is standing, the rest are monks in the Qi Refining Stage, so everyone is focusing on this arena.
"Senior Sister, you said that Uncle Feng has even used the sword spirit. What should we do next? Everyone who goes up must be stronger than the last, but Uncle Feng's current strength has been being consumed, one is decreasing and the other is increasing. If this continues, sooner or later
Defeated!"
Ling Yun finally couldn't bear it any longer. When he saw Feng Jinghong using his sword spirit, he thought this was Feng Jinghong's last resort and asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, I've seen all his magical powers, but this is the first time I've seen this sword spirit attack. It'll be fine, we just have to wait and see what happens!"
Ye Qingxin's words can always calm Wan Jianfeng and the others. This is the prestige she has established among several people in the past three years, so they would rather believe that Feng Jinghong is weak than disbelieve Ye Qingxin's words.
"Brother Feng is so majestic. He actually stood on the stage first, which made Li look down upon him!"
As a majestic shout rang out, a black figure slowly appeared in everyone's eyes.
The person who came had his eyes closed tightly. He was dressed in black attire and carried a long and narrow single sword on his back. He was the young man named Li who was repelled by Feng Jinghong in the Immortal Path not long ago!
"Why, Brother Li wants to come on stage and give me a lesson?"
When Feng Jinghong saw this person appearing, he knew something bad was going to happen, and he would definitely not let his plan continue.
The young man surnamed Li was speechless and raised his head to look at the stage. Although his eyes were not open, Feng Jinghong knew that he could definitely see his first expression.
As expected by Feng Jinghong, the young man surnamed Li just raised his head and looked at it for a full quarter of an hour, and then he laughed. The laughter became louder and louder, slowly drowning out the faint chatter among the crowd.
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"Brother Feng, you have such a good method. With your strength, how could you possibly let that loser just now have the opportunity to use that inferior attack method? Is your magical power gone? Or is your sword intention rusty?"
"Wow!"
The quiet crowd suddenly burst into exclamation, and the shouts of tens of thousands of people were like huge waves brewing in the deep sea, low and magnificent!
"What? He still has magical powers that he hasn't used yet?"
"Tch, magical power? He has sword intent. Didn't you hear? With such strength, just now we tried to snatch the Silver Flower Fire Tree from his hand. We overestimated our capabilities. Fortunately, I held back in the end.
Yes, he didn’t really play, otherwise, even if the person’s true energy is exhausted, the sword will not be activated by the true energy!”
"Yes, this guy is very insidious and has defrauded so many foundation-building monks of their property."
"How can you call me a lie? I never said that I was not strong enough. It was those fools who wanted to take advantage of me and ended up being slaughtered. How can I blame them?"
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Such conversations are everywhere, and the quiet sea of people exploded with the words of the young man surnamed Li, and the crowd became loud!
"Huh? I've long felt that this kid is special. It turns out he's hiding his strength. He actually knows swordsmanship like me. Okay, he's really good. I'm a little tempted!"
In a quiet place, several late-stage Jindan monks gathered around a tall and powerful man. The big man was sitting on the ground casually, while several people gathered around him. They looked around carefully, looking around within a radius of fifty meters.
No one dared to come close.
"Young Master, no, if you take action now, won't others know your trump card? Besides, even if that kid understands the sword intention, he will definitely not be able to compete with you. Your sword intention is about to break through to the ninth level. With him,
Wouldn't it be an insult to your status to fight?"
Hearing the rough voice of the big man, a thin monk who had been standing next to him quickly advised him. He knew that his master never acted according to common sense.
"Hmph, even a level of sword intent is enough to defeat you. His extremely special magic sword, coupled with his sword intent, is enough to make you panic."
"Young Master, have you forgotten? We still have that formation. Under that formation, even you can't easily get a favor!"
The skinny monkey-like monk seemed to be the big man's confidant, he smiled and said without any scruples.
"You kid, you know how to talk back to me, so how about seven of you attack at the same time in the ring?"
The big man snorted disdainfully.
"Shocked, I didn't expect this. Besides, the seven of them are just here to protect you. I'm just running errands for you, and I don't have to go on stage. It doesn't matter if he can take action!"
"You're worthless. The Hidden Dragon Ranking is a strange ranking in Huazhou. As long as you can go up there, not to mention the increase in your own luck, the training in the Dragon Vein Land alone will be as good as your ten years of hard work!"
The big man said in a tone of hatred that iron cannot become steel.
"Hey, young master, you are the young master, so naturally you must be stronger than us. How can any slave be stronger than the master? I think this guy is just average. Don't go. It's boring. Save your energy and wait for those guys to come out.
, Only in that way can you be worthy of your status and your strength."
The monkey-like man smiled flatteringly, his withered face twisted into a chrysanthemum, which made people look extremely uncomfortable.
"Go away, don't put your anus face in front of me, it's really..."
The big man couldn't stand the thin monkey man's laughter, so he kicked him away, slammed his feet on the ground, and flew to the stage.
"A certain family named Long. I heard that you have the sword intention in your body. I came here to ask for advice on two moves. Let me first tell you not to use your magic weapon-level giant sword again. You have to make it a hundred feet tall.
, I can defeat it easily, but this is not enough, let’s do something exciting!”
After the big man announced his family status, he raised his fist as big as a casserole and rushed directly towards Feng Jinghong, regardless of whether Feng Jinghong agreed or not.
His speed was not very fast, but his momentum, which was as heavy as a mountain, made Feng Jinghong's eyebrows knit together tightly.
"This person is difficult to deal with. I'm afraid I have to show some strength!"
Feng Jinghong stopped being pretentious, and suddenly unleashed the fourth-level Thunder Sword Intent. The Demon Sword reappeared in her left hand, facing the giant fist of the man named Long, and stabbed it forward.
"Hey, let me show you my sword power!"
As soon as the big man's voice fell, Feng Jinghong felt that the sword he thrust out suddenly slowed down. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move any faster!
"What's going on? This person said it was sword intention, but why didn't I feel any sharpness at all?"
Just as Feng Jinghong was shocked, the fists and swords finally slowly collided together.
"Hmph, no matter if this is your sword intention or not, no matter how weird you are, just retreat!"
Feng Jinghong gritted her teeth, 40% of the Thunder Sword Intent was activated mercilessly, and the Demon Sword instantly became seven feet long.
Suddenly, the dark demon sword flashed with lightning, like a thunder dragon, and let out a loud sword cry, knocking the big man away fiercely.