Feeling the bone-chilling chill in Elder Tianyang's eyes, Song Qingshan had to withdraw his fists.
But he obviously refused to give up. He looked at Shen Chenfeng coldly and said with a hint of murderous intent in his voice: "Shen Chenfeng, since we are here for the rookie competition, why don't you go on stage to compete?"
"Uncle Master, he is trying to provoke you, don't be fooled."
Although Meng Shaobai's arms were broken, he still took a step forward and subconsciously blocked Shen Chenfeng behind him.
Tan Zhiruo's eyes were serious and he said: "Shen Chenfeng, a gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. Now you have just broken through to the Tongtian Divine Realm, and you are far from Song Qingshan's opponent. When will you improve your cultivation, you can seek revenge from him again?" It’s not too late either.”
"Shen Chenfeng, weren't you crazy just now, calling me trash?"
Seeing that Shen Chenfeng was silent, Song Qingshan's face became even more arrogant and said: "Why are you not crazy now? You are hiding behind a woman and dare not come out. Are you afraid?"
"Song Qingshan, shut up."
Tan Zhiruo's expression changed slightly, Song Qingshan's words were extremely vicious.
No man can bear the ridicule of hiding behind a woman, let alone an arrogant person like Shen Chenfeng.
really.
As Song Qingshan's voice fell, Shen Chenfeng's face suddenly turned cold, and an overwhelming chill spread throughout his body.
"A few days ago, you and Elder Changkong teamed up to injure me, and I haven't settled the matter with you yet. Today you injure my nephew again, and I, the King of Heaven, can't save you."
Shen Chenfeng looked directly into Song Qingshan's eyes, with anger burning crazily in his eyes.
"what do you mean?"
For some reason, Song Qingshan's body trembled slightly when he was stared at by Shen Chenfeng.
It felt like being targeted by a hunter.
"Don't you want to compete with me?"
Shen Chenfeng's eyes turned cold, and a cold aura filled his body. Immediately, he suddenly turned around and walked slowly towards the ring behind him.
"Shen Chenfeng, you must not do it."
"In a competition in the ring, swords and guns have no eyesight, and fists and feet are ruthless. If something goes wrong with you, how will I explain it to Master Xuanji Peak later?"
Tan Zhiruo's expression changed wildly and he quickly grabbed Shen Chenfeng.
But when her palm fell and passed through Shen Chenfeng's body, it turned out to be a shadow.
At this time, Shen Chenfeng had already walked to the ring.
He looked down at Song Qingshan below, his eyes full of murderous intent, and a wild and domineering voice came out of his mouth, which instantly spread throughout the entire scene.
"Song Qingshan, get up here!"
boom!
Listening to the violent sound, everyone trembled in their hearts.
roll?
Shen Chenfeng is so brave.
The strength of the second level of the Celestial Realm was so arrogant that Song Qingshan, who was on the fifth level of the Celestial Realm, rolled up.
Song Qingshan clenched his fists fiercely and gritted his teeth.
hateful!
He came with great momentum today and was bound to kill Shen Chenfeng in public and wash away the shame he had suffered in the Tianyang Palace a few days ago.
But after he came here, he was humiliated by Shen Chenfeng one after another.
First the garbage came, and then it rolled up.
How has he, a master of the Four Seas Peak, ever suffered such humiliation?
However, Song Qingshan took a deep breath and soon calmed down, with a sneer on his lips.
"Shen Chenfeng, let me make you arrogant first."
"After I fuck you down for a while, I want to see if you can still be so arrogant."
Song Qingshan took one step forward, his body flashing, and he came to the ring.
He clenched his fists, a look of ferocity appeared on his face, and said: "Shen Chenfeng, draw your sword, I will let you die happily today."
Shen Chenfeng clasped his hands behind his back, looked at Song Qingshan coldly, and said: "You are a piece of trash and you are not worthy of me using a sword. I can easily crush you to death."
Wow!
One stone stirs up thousands of waves.
"Holy crap, is this guy crazy?"
"I heard that Shen Chenfeng is a rare great swordsman. If he doesn't use a sword, why should he fight with Senior Brother Song?"
"With such little strength, you still dare to say arrogant words and crush Senior Brother Song to death?"
"ridiculous."
Below the arena, there was already an uproar.
On the stage, Song Qingshan almost burst out of laughter.
"Shen Chenfeng, if you use swordsmanship, I will still be afraid. But without your swordsmanship, how can you be my opponent with your little strength?"
Song Qingshan shook his head and said: "In that case, I will give you three moves to prevent others from saying that I bully you. What do you think?"
"No need."
Shen Chenfeng smiled coldly and said: "To deal with rubbish like you, I can kill you easily. If you have any skills, just use them."
"Just kill me?"
Song Qingshan took a deep breath, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and said: "Shen Chenfeng, you are very good. You dare to be so arrogant when you are about to die. Then I want to see how long you can be arrogant?"
As he spoke, he took a step forward and struck hard forward with his right fist.
The infinite divine power gathered together, causing the glove on his hand to glow brightly, and seven fist shadows suddenly exploded.
These seven fist shadows were fierce, like lightning, attacking seven vital parts of Shen Chenfeng's dantian, chest and face.
"This is……"
Feeling the terrifying power of the seven fist shadows, deep horror flashed in everyone's eyes.
"Fist of the North Star."
Liu Min's eyes suddenly brightened, and he couldn't help but sigh: "This is the magical power that Elder Situ gave to Song Qingshan. I didn't expect that he would practice it in just seven days. Although he only mastered a little bit of it, he couldn't fully master it. Unleash the true power of this magical power.”
"But this magical power, combined with the Star Hand Weapon, is extremely powerful."
"Each of these seven fist shadows has the power to destroy the world. As long as he is hit by one fist shadow, even if Shen Chenfeng has an innate immortal body, he will be killed on the spot."
Listening to Liu Min's voice, several Sihaifeng disciples felt at ease.
"I heard that Shen Chenfeng also has a high-grade spiritual weapon, the Flying Sword. If he adds the Tongtian Sword Skill, he may not be able to fight with Junior Brother Song in two moves."
"It's a pity. I don't know what happened to this guy to give up his swordsmanship. How dare he say such arrogant words and casually crush Junior Brother Song to death?"
"Haha, if you ask me, it's almost the other way around."
Several Sihai Peak disciples laughed wildly, as if they had seen Shen Chenfeng being killed on the spot.
The surrounding disciples also secretly shook their heads, convinced that Shen Chenfeng would definitely die this time.
However.
Shen Chenfeng looked lonely and cold, and his eyebrows were unruly.
He looked at the seven fist figures rushing towards him crazily, a flash of scarlet suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he waved his palms forward.
"How dare a mere ant offend my majesty, Shen Chenfeng?"
boom!
The space shook violently.
As Shen Chenfeng waved his palm, an illusory dragon claw, like an angry dragon coming out of the sea, charged out ferociously and crazily with the momentum to crush everything.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned instantly.
In front of that huge dragon claw, both Song Qingshan and the seven fist figures were so small, humble and pitiful.
