It has to be said that Feng Jinghong was quite arrogant at this moment, with his fiery red hair flying wildly, making him even more high-spirited!
"Haha, this brother is quite a man of temperament. Chen comes here to learn a lesson!"
As soon as Feng Jinghong finished speaking, a middle-aged man who seemed to be in his forties jumped into the air, with a flying sword shining with yellow light under his feet, and slowly landed on the stage.
"Your Mightiness……"
Feng Jinghong was a little confused. Judging from his appearance, this man was at least forty years old, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life. His hair was gray, and the gray cloth robe made him look older.
"Haha, Chen is a bit older. He is not as old as you, the proud men of heaven, but he is not as old as he appears. This year he has just reached the upper age limit of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, which is forty years old."
"Brother Chen is so polite. I wonder what Brother Chen brought up?"
Feng Jinghong was just confused about the age of monk surnamed Chen and didn't care about it. What he was most concerned about was what this person brought here!
"Chen is a casual cultivator. He has nothing. The only useful thing may be this jade slip!"
The monk surnamed Chen was a little stunned, and then he took out a broken jade slip from his arms.
As soon as the jade slip appeared, the golden elixir of consciousness in Feng Jinghong's eyebrows shook slightly and stopped spinning. After a few breaths, it returned to normal and started spinning again.
"This thing must be unusual. I'm afraid this person doesn't know the true purpose of this jade slip, otherwise he wouldn't have taken it out so easily."
Feng Jinghong thought to herself that in order to appear normal, she put on a puzzled expression on her face and asked angrily: "Brother Chen, what do you mean? It's just a jade slip. Could it be some kind of magical technique?"
"Brother Feng, you can check it out first. If it's useful to you, it won't be too late to agree!"
The monk surnamed Chen seemed very determined. He smiled slightly and showed no anger at Feng Jinghong's questioning. After saying that, he threw the jade slip over and landed in Feng Jinghong's hand.
Buzz!
As soon as Feng Jinghong took possession of the jade slip, Feng Jinghong's consciousness poured in uncontrollably.
An Shen Shield Jue!
Feng Jinghong only saw these four words and decided to keep this thing no matter what, because it was a method of protecting the divine consciousness!
"Okay, Feng agreed, Brother Chen, let's take action!"
Feng Jinghong put the jade slip into the storage ring with her backhand.
His move also caused a look of surprise to appear on the face of the monk surnamed Chen opposite him.
"It's so arrogant. Who does he think he is? He actually accepted other people's things. Does he think he will definitely not lose?"
"This person has such strong confidence. With this confidence alone, this fight will not end easily. It may become another fight between dragons and tigers!"
"It seems that thing moved this kid's heart, otherwise he wouldn't have done it so openly."
On the stage, Chen and Feng looked at each other. Finally, the monk named Chen who just came on stage couldn't help but take action!
He didn't want Feng Jinghong to continue to accumulate momentum. In his opinion, after fighting more than a thousand foundation-building monks and two golden elixir monks, no matter how strong Feng Jinghong's strength was, there would be times when it would weaken, and now
, which is what he considers a time of depression!
There are no gorgeous moves, no extra power, everything seems so simple, there is only one word: fast!
When the monk surnamed Chen was about to take action, Feng Jinghong made the first move.
If it doesn’t move, it’s gone; if it moves, it’s like fire!
This is the true portrayal of Feng Jinghong at this time. There was a flash of lightning, and a sharp aura flashed across the ring. When others saw clearly, the Demon Sword in Feng Jinghong's left hand was already on Chen's side.
On the monk's neck.
"Brother Chen, if you lose, Feng will accept this jade slip!"
Feng Jinghong looked at the pale face of the monk surnamed Chen with a smile and slowly retracted the Demon Sword.
"Brother Feng is so fast!"
The monk surnamed Chen was obviously dissatisfied, so he only praised Feng Jinghong's body skills but did not acknowledge Feng Jinghong's strength.
"Brother Chen, if you are dissatisfied, please take a look at your clothes!"
The monk surnamed Chen lowered his head and saw a circle of lightning on his gray cloth robe, which was still crackling!
Seeing the lightning lingering, the pale face of the monk surnamed Chen instantly turned red. He did not expect that Feng Jinghong, a monk in the early stage of the golden elixir, could have such strength. What made him even more worried was the opponent's thunder attribute sword intent.
"Chen lost, thank you so much, Brother Feng!"
The monk surnamed Chen clearly felt that the true energy in his body was constantly being consumed by the lightning. When he saw the circle of thunder, he had a vague feeling that as long as he used his true energy to take action, the lightning would instantly penetrate him.
chest!
Feng Jinghong didn't say much. On the stage, it was either life or death, victory or defeat. No one deserved pity, because it was about the ranking on the Magnetic Hidden Dragon List!
The scene became much quieter after the monk surnamed Chen went down, but there were still some people who couldn't stand the temptation, not only because of the property, but also because they believed in their own strength and thought they could defeat Feng Jinghong, who had spent a lot of his true energy!
After the monk surnamed Chen, Feng Jinghong no longer pretended. As long as he was a golden elixir monk on stage, almost no one could survive three moves under him. They often lost after he used his clone Gongying.
Ten consecutive wins, thirty consecutive wins, fifty consecutive wins, when Feng Jinghong was victorious on the stage, the rising sun in the sky also shed the first ray of sunshine on him. At that moment, Feng Jinghong, covered with the morning light, looked like this
The most dazzling of all!
"Yum, this kid is already Yum. It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. Those foundation-building monks who were about to move have completely lost their minds. No one dares to go up again!"
"Young Master, what do you think of this boy's strength? Do you want us to go up and kill him..."
The skinny monkey-like man next to Long Xiaoyin also lost his smile at this time. At this time, everyone knew that Feng Jinghong's previous actions were to attract others to compete with him, and his purpose was not only to make the Qianlong List, but also to attract others to compete with him.
He will accept all kinds of resources, materials, and techniques that are equivalent to what he has on his body, and they will become more and more precious!
"No, this person's strength is not as simple as it appears now. When he was on stage, I had a feeling that he was trying to suppress his cultivation. Although I don't know why, there must be some back-up plan.
, Unless I use that move, I can't defeat him!"
While Long Xiaoyin was speaking, a masked woman not far away from him stood up gently, and there were also several people standing around her, isolating them from the bustling crowd.
"The show is coming!"
Long Xiaoyin was startled, then smiled softly at the thin monkey.
"A good show?"
The thin monkey was a little confused, but Long Xiaoyin did not speak again, but watched with fascination as the beautiful figure slowly walked towards the ring where Feng Jinghong was.
"I didn't expect that besides our four sects, the disciples from Wuwang City would also want to take action. It's really exciting now!"
"Hey, Fairy Miaoxin is said to be as beautiful as the witch from the Yingui Sect, but no one has ever seen it. I wonder if that kid wins and makes this request, will she, Fairy Miaoxin Zhen Wushuang, agree to it?
?I’m looking forward to it!”
"Why don't you think about the good things? If our four factions and three cities lose, will our young generation still have a foothold in this land of Huazhou?"
"I don't want to think so much. Cultivation is based on strength. If that kid wins again, I will be happy. I can't let the four factions lose face. He has lost nothing in the three cities. Look, Zhen Wushuang is on stage.