Feng Jinghong also didn't expect that his Thunder Sword Intention and Kuai Sword Intent would be so powerful after the fusion. The moment he drew the sword, he was even affected by the two Sword Intents because he was not used to the extreme speed of the Sword Intent.
The blessed Demon Sword was dragged in front of Ma Rulong.
Ma Rulong had a look of shock on his face, and Feng Jinghong also had a bit of disbelief on his face. The two looked at each other, and then they noticed the same look of shock in each other's eyes.
"Brother Feng's strength must have increased, right? Alas, Ma considers himself a genius, but compared to Brother Feng..."
Ma Rulong was so smart, he could tell that Feng Jinghong's strength had increased just by seeing the surprise in Feng Jinghong's eyes.
"Haha, I just had a little understanding before, this battle?"
Feng Jinghong laughed and said nothing more.
"Ma Mou lost!"
Ma Rulong was as crazy as he could be, but if he lost, he would lose. There was nothing he didn't dare to admit. The murderous aura in his body subsided and he spoke simply.
"Concession!"
Feng Jinghong didn't say anything more. He moved his left hand slightly, and the Demon Sword disappeared instantly. Even though Ma Rulong kept staring at Feng Jinghong, he didn't see clearly how the long sword that made him admit defeat disappeared.
He couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he didn't make any changes when the sword was attached to his body, otherwise...
Feng Jinghong's victory surprised everyone. Even Long Xiaoyin, who thought Feng Jinghong would win, couldn't believe that he would get a point so easily.
"Brother, how strong is this person? It seems that every time he takes action, he will have a different way to defeat the enemy, and it becomes more elusive every time. Is he really such a genius and making progress every moment?"
"I'm not sure. His superficial strength is only in the early stage of the Golden Core, but his real combat power is more than that. And as you said, every time he takes a shot will bring shock to us. Maybe I'm against
He may not win, and even if he wins, he will have to pay a considerable price!"
Fang Zheng's two thick eyebrows were tightly knitted together. He originally thought that Feng Jinghong was going to have a fight with Ma Rulong, but he didn't expect that he only said a few token polite words on stage, and that he actually took action in less than ten breaths.
There was no winner, and even he didn't see anything different about Feng Jinghong's last blow, except for one word, quick!
The only person in the audience who could barely see Feng Jinghong's move clearly was Zhen Wushuang, who also had the power of divine consciousness!
Zhen Wushuang filled the entire arena with her spiritual consciousness when Feng Jinghong came on stage. As she expected, Feng Jinghong won, but her spiritual consciousness was only in its infancy, and at that moment she could only see
A black light appeared on the ring at an alarming speed.
Zhen Wushuang's consciousness all over the arena was blurred for a moment, and in less than a thousandth of a breath, Feng Jinghong's long sword was placed on Ma Rulong's neck, and the winner was decided!
With one sword, Ma Rulong was defeated!
Ma Rulong, who was favored by everyone, was defeated by Feng Jinghong with just one sword strike. At this moment, all Ma Rulong's supporters were dumbfounded. In just a moment from taking the stage to stepping down, the God of War in their eyes was defeated by Feng Jinghong.
In Hong's hands, he didn't even have a chance to fight back!
"This man's skills are unique. At least they are skills that can only be used in the spirit world and the divine world. He also has a secret method to improve his cultivation. He is definitely a strong opponent this time. But now that we have the Protector Vajra, it shouldn't be difficult to defeat him!"
Jueqing looked closely at Feng Jinghong, and no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't feel Feng Jinghong's true strength, which made her feel somewhat unsure.
"It turns out that this person has so many tricks up his sleeve. His attack speed this time was actually more than ten times faster than before. He defeated Ma Rulong with just his sword power. I guess the opponent also knew how powerful Ma Rulong was, so it was better to strike first."
Although Yu Feixing is not very big-hearted, he still has strength and vision.
"This person really shouldn't be underestimated. With my current strength, I'm afraid I can't defeat him. Don't fight him anymore. Ling Hong, no matter what problems you had with him in the past, this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference will take the overall situation into account."
The most important thing is that the three mountains and nine valleys behind us are our goals. Now that I am injured, it will take some time to recover. You must preserve your strength and never get injured again!"
Only then did Nan Xinjue realize that he had underestimated Feng Jinghong before. Regardless of whether he was injured or not, if he wanted to defeat Feng Jinghong, he would have to pay a huge price!
After defeating Ma Rulong, Feng Jinghong's name is still bright, and his opponent is Jueqing who has fought one less battle than him!
Jueqing also didn't expect that she would face off against Feng Jinghong so early, but she insisted that she was strong and had a fighting dragon to help her, so she didn't worry at all.
Feng Jinghong was also surprised. This was the first time he saw Jueqing head-on. She was not that beautiful, but she was very attractive. Her round face was very comfortable to look at, and the cinnabar red between her eyebrows made her look even more attractive.
A noble and noble atmosphere.
Jueqing is also sizing up Feng Jinghong. This man is the only one she cannot see through. Her strength is far from reaching its peak, but with some magical powers unique to Buddhism, she can still feel the cultivation of most people, but Feng
Jinghong is a different kind of person. No matter how hard she tries, it's like looking at flowers in the fog, hazy and unable to see clearly.
"Feng Jinghong!"
"Awakening!"
The two said each other's names as a greeting.
"Brother Feng has amazing fighting power. I wonder where he learned from?"
Jueqing really wanted to know where Feng Jinghong came from, because the Feng Jinghong in front of her always made her feel a familiar aura!
"Haha, I am a native of Huazhou. Unlike your distinguished master, I come from the Western Wilderness. I must have many mysterious skills. Feng is just trying to learn them!"
Feng Jinghong didn't want to reveal his origin in front of someone who didn't know the details, and he was also a female Buddhist monk, so he changed the subject. He also wanted to see how mysterious Jueqing's Buddhist skills were!
"Okay, Jueqing also wants to learn Brother Feng's clever tricks, so let's take action!"
Seeing Jueqing nodding, Feng Jinghong held his left hand empty, and the Demon Sword appeared again. Instead of using the sword's intention, he changed the Demon Sword to a size of a hundred feet, and slashed it down with the force of splitting Huashan Mountain!
Jue Qingfeng narrowed her eyes slightly, without the slightest surprise, and nodded lightly towards Zhan Long on one side.
Conquer the devil!
Zhan Long shouted loudly, and the long black stick suddenly appeared, growing into the wind, and slammed into Feng Jinghong's Demon Sword!
Bo!
The swords and sticks collided, and the huge force of the collision made Feng Jinghong couldn't help but take a step back. He didn't expect that Zhan Long had such magical power!
"Haha, Brother Zhan's supernatural power is really extraordinary. It seems that Brother Zhan's origin is also very mysterious. I wonder if there is any breakthrough after entering Buddhism?"
Feng Jinghong was slightly surprised, and then he ran the "Randeng Sutra", and with half a million kilograms of strength, he lifted the Baizhang Demonic Sword and slashed it down again!
Zhan Long obviously didn't expect that Feng Jinghong would react so quickly. Before he could bring down the black stick he raised, Feng Jinghong's Demon Sword was already in front of him, and he quickly raised the black stick horizontally to block it above his head!
Boom!
Even though Zhan Long was a human demon, he couldn't resist Feng Jinghong's sudden attack, not to mention the blessing of half a million kilograms of strength. In a hurry, he was slashed by Feng Jinghong's sword and fell to his knees!