Seeing Guizhuo's cultivation level slowly rising amidst violent fluctuations, from Qi Sensing Level 1 to Qi Sensing Level 3, the corners of Zuo Feng's eyes twitched unconsciously, and the smile on his face also softened.
Slowly converge and go away.
The appearance of the ghost hunter was not bad at first, but his original appearance could no longer be seen under his gloomy temperament and sloppy clothing. When he once fought with Zuo Feng on the street, his scribe's appearance was quite different.
It's quite bookish.
But now the ghost hunter's hair is flying everywhere under the fluctuation of spiritual energy, and the appearance revealed is even more ferocious and terrifying. There are either large blood vessels bulging and squirming on the skin on the face, or various intricate bright red small blood vessels.
Distributed almost everywhere on the skin.
Zuo Feng could barely accept this disgusting look, but some girls in the stands could not help but turn pale after seeing it. Some even touched their chests, turned their heads, and spat out their breakfast in one breath.
There were only a group of warriors from the Gui family present, as well as a few super strong men who had reached the cultivation stage. What they cared about was not the change in Gui Zhan's appearance, but what they paid more attention to was the change in Gui Zhan's aura.
"No matter what the outcome is this time, I'm afraid the ghost hunt won't be able to make another breakthrough in a short period of time. It seems that this genius boy from the ghost family can be eliminated from our sight."
Su Lan narrowed her eyes and looked at the changes in the aura around Guizhan's body. She smiled softly and said. In the eyes of the Su family, Yao family and other families, the Gui family has never been an easy family to deal with, and they have been fighting openly and secretly over the years.
Continuously, seeing the new generation of charming children fail here, they naturally feel an indescribable joy in their hearts.
Ni Tianju nodded slowly, agreeing with Sulan's words, but his eyes were wandering to the left.
"Chen Feng was able to force Gui Zai to this point. Logically speaking, he has won the battle. I believe that the empire cannot violate this result. However, Gui Zai uses such methods and is obviously determined to fight to the death. I am just worried...
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Hearing Ni Tianju's words, Kang Yishan also said immediately: "Yes, I am also worried about little friend Shen Feng, and the result has been achieved so far. But if the ghost hunter kills Zuo Feng here, then the matter of life and death will be
Success or failure, victory will most likely be awarded to Guizhan, after all, the obstruction on Guizhan's body is too huge."
As Kang Yishan spoke, he couldn't help but look at an empty platform at the edge of the square, where three old men in gorgeous clothes were sitting.
Those three people were from the side of the empire leader. It was one of them who had just announced the start of the competition. In the end, it was also the three of them who finally announced the outcome of the competition. Judging from their postures, these three people were obviously betting secretly.
When it comes to ghost hunting, if the outcome is difficult to judge, these three people will obviously side with the ghost hunting team.
Su Lan also looked in that direction, nodded and said: "These three old guys dare to violate the rules of the arena. This matter must be decided by the king in the future. But for now, Shen Feng can only face ghosts.
It seems that there is little hope of winning now."
As the commander-in-chief of the Su family, Su Lan cares more about the interests of the family, and always takes the interests of the family as the starting point in everything. Although Ni Tianju is also the commander-in-chief of a super family, he is the commander-in-chief with a foreign surname, especially
Ni Tianju values friendship more seriously, and because of Yao Qiu'er's relationship, he cares more about Zuo Feng's life.
Kang Yishan is the head of a family, but he is not from a super aristocratic family, so the two marshals are equal to him. When facing the heads of these two families, they will be a head shorter than each other.
Ni Tianju, who was more concerned about Zuo Feng, hesitated and said: "Since the battle has reached this point, Commander Sulan also agrees that there is a result now. Then I think if Shen Feng is in danger, we might as well rescue him. Come down, then the worst result of this fight is a draw."
Su Lan couldn't help but frown when he heard this, but thinking of some of the secrets Zuo Feng had about the independent space in Linshan Villa's formation, he reluctantly nodded.
Seeing that the two commanders had made a decision, Kang Yishan did not interrupt. Naturally, he was more concerned about Zuo Feng's safety. If possible, he did not want Zuo Feng to be harmed in any way. It was best to participate in the game in the best condition. There is a competition in selecting herbs, because Zuo Feng represents the Kang family.
In the surrounding stands, many families and forces were quietly discussing that this fight, which had no suspense in the first place, had become confusing and developed into such a situation.
Seeing that Gui Quan's cultivation gradually stabilized, Gui Quan became extremely ferocious. This method of improving cultivation was very harmful to the body, and the big shots could see this at a glance.
Although the third level of the Qi-sensing stage is the height he has reached before, when he drops his cultivation level, it is equivalent to entering a trajectory, but forcibly returning to the original third level of the Qi-sensing stage is tantamount to stepping out of the box. trajectory, so he also has to bear a corresponding price.
But Ghost Hunter no longer thinks about the "cost". He only wants results, victory, and killing his opponents.
There is a distance between the two of them. This is the distance that Guizhan subconsciously escaped from when his arm was injured. This distance can easily avoid Zuofeng's sneak attack for Guizhan's speed. If he escapes, If it's too far away, it's as if you are scared by the opponent and are ready to give up the fight.
He slowly stretched out his skinny palm and tore open his clothes, revealing a tight-fitting shirt underneath the black robe.
Zuo Feng watched the opponent take off his gown, and then his eyes fell on the opponent's metal belt for a moment. The belt looked very tough, and just by taking a glance, he could tell that it should be a weapon, which was almost the same. Weapons at the item level.
The right arm stabbed by Zuo Feng Yunlang's finger was like a limp dead snake, swinging randomly on the right side of the body following Zuo Feng's movements.
Although the ghost hunter didn't want to worry about his almost "wasted" right hand at this time, the awkward and frustrated feeling of being unable to use his right hand unconsciously grew in his heart.
He gritted his teeth, making a "squeaking" sound, and stretched out his hand to press heavily on the metal belt around his waist. He had a glove on the palm of his hand, and when the glove was buckled on the belt, he made a "clanging" sound. Everlasting.
With a crisp "click" sound, the belt suddenly stretched straight, and it turned out to be a long sword that was bent and worn on the waist.
Zuo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, but then he showed a weird smile.
'I originally thought that this ghost hunter would be the strongest enemy I have ever encountered in my life, but who could have imagined that it would be like this. It seems that everything started from Master Chu, when he allowed me to enter the spiritual extreme. Start after the realm.'
Zuo Feng unconsciously thought about his experiences in the extreme spiritual realm. Zuo Feng thought that he might fall into the worst nightmare, but in the end, he turned into the worst nightmare of a ghost hunter.
Now the opponent no longer uses gloves, but takes out the long sword from his waist. Obviously this is another weapon he is good at.
However, Zuo Feng now hopes that he can find a good weapon, at least to try out how powerful the newly repaired wind-controlling dragon stick is.
Zuo Feng's smile seemed to Gui Zhu's eyes to be a naked mockery, a mockery of his current state.
Guizhu's spiritual energy was released without reservation, and the surface of the long sword immediately glowed with a green luster under the infusion of Guizu's spiritual energy.
That is the inherent characteristic of wood-type spiritual energy. This long sword can absorb spiritual energy and change its shape. It is obviously a genuine instrument, but Zuo Feng cannot judge the specific quality level of the opponent's weapon.
But Zuo Feng didn't care what level he was in. Zuo Feng just smiled and grabbed his waist under his gown.
The Corpse Walk was fully unleashed, and the ghost hunter's cultivation level had improved by three levels. In addition, without the huge black gown, his speed was several levels faster than before. The afterimage of the running figure was left behind, and the ghost hunter held the hand of the ghost hunter.
The long sword ran towards the left wind.
On the surface, Zuo Feng looked like an old god, but his eyes did not miss any detail of the opponent. Guizhu's body was still as straight as a stick, but there were still subtle changes in the swing of his hips.
When Zuo Feng saw this scene, he felt a little relieved. The previous battles relied entirely on his experience in the realm of spiritual extremes. Only with this experience could he anticipate the enemy's opportunities.
But now that all opportunities were gone, he could only rely on his own observation and judgment. At this time, the ghost hunter chose to take off his long shirt, exposing the subtle movements of his hips to Zuo Feng's eyes, as well as the small movements of the opponent's elbows.
, and can also predict the opponent's next move in advance.
The ghost hunter's long sword unfolded, and while rushing in front of Zuo Feng, the long sword was raised diagonally to the upper right along the lower part of his left hand.
This sword move is not complicated, but when the momentum is unleashed, it is much faster than chopping or swiping with the sword-raising gesture, and the angle is even more difficult to judge accurately.
However, Zuo Feng did not panic at all. His wrist shook slightly, and there seemed to be a spiritual snake wrapped around his waist. Suddenly, a long black whip appeared in Zuo Feng's hand.
However, this long whip looks a bit different from ordinary soft stools. When the long whip flies out, strong winds blow around Zuo Feng's body in an instant.
Behind the two warriors from Gui Hua in the audience, a man wearing a bamboo hat suddenly raised his head and looked at the weapon in Zuo Feng's hand with a hint of shock in his eyes.
This man's slender eyes opened slightly, and there was a sparkle in his eyes. This man was Hu San from the Blood Thirsty Hall.
At this moment, he looked at the long whip in Zuo Feng's hand and said unconsciously: "How can there be such a similar taste, but also completely different? How on earth could it be?"