Because he was close to Feng Fan, Ling Qiancao could no longer dodge. In panic, Ling Qiancao bit off his left index finger, and a few drops of blood popped out. The icicles in front of him were filled with blood, soared into the sky, turned into countless ice swords, and flew towards
The ice picks that came whizzed away.
"Beep beep..." The ice cone and the ice sword collided and became entangled, and the ice sword suddenly collapsed. Ling Qiancao retreated in panic, while opening the True Yuan Barrier, and pointed at the cyan light barrier continuously.
, hoping to withstand powerful attacks.
The remaining three ice picks carried fierce winds and flew towards Ling Qiancao who was retreating in panic. The astonishing power and aura came like a storm, and Ling Qiancao's true essence shield shook endlessly.
This time Feng Fan used all his strength. Ling Qiancao was only at the ninth level of Qi Gathering Stage and could not withstand an attack that was equivalent to Feng Fan's strength as an initial level monk in the early stage of foundation building.
One of the three ice picks was melted away by Ling Qiancao's True Yuan Barrier, and the other two hit Ling Qiancao's left shoulder through the True Yuan Barrier, and two blood arrows spurted out. Ling Qiancao groaned, and his body quickly
Back up and fall to the bottom of the stone platform.
The Feitian Sect disciples who were watching the battle in the audience were silent for a moment, and then burst into cheers. Because Feng Fan won so suddenly in this battle, the first two attacks were calmly resolved by Ling Qiancao, but he did not expect that the third attack would be so powerful.
, this caught many Feitian Sect monks by surprise.
Ling Qiancao sealed the blood vessels in his left shoulder, stopped the bleeding, and left angrily.
Ling Wanhai showed a look of regret at first, but soon regained his composure because he saw that although the number of the last ice cone technique performed by Feng Fan was much smaller than the previous two, it was extremely powerful, and Ling Qiancao naturally could not resist it.
live.
"In the first round of competition, Feitian faction Feng Fan defeated Ling family Ling Qiancao." Lin Jingnan's voice came from the audience. Lin Jingnan was responsible for announcing the results of this competition.
Feng Fan slowly descended from the stone platform, and everyone from the Feitian Sect rushed to greet him. Ling Wanhai and all the other Ling family monks stood up and left.
"Okay, you won the first battle. You are worthy of being an elite disciple of my Feitian Sect and you have lived up to our expectations of you." Master Huanyue finally showed a smile on his face and praised Feng Fan.
"It's all because of the master's good teachings that the disciples have achieved today." Feng Fan said with some duplicity. After saying this, Feng Fan himself felt blushing. He obviously practiced external **, and
Normally, there are very few opportunities to meet Master Huanyue, and there is no question of teaching at all. But in this case, he can only say some superficial words. After all, the Feitian Sect is someone else's territory, and he will continue to practice here in the future.
"Feng Fan, you may not know that Ling Qiancao is the only son of Ling Wanhai, the patriarch of the Ling family. He has learned Ling Wanhai's true heritage. He will inherit Ling Wanhai's mantle in the future. The Yinsha demonic skills that Ling Qiancao has practiced are extremely weird. The one who attacked you just now
The black energy is the evil evil energy. The evil evil energy is so vicious that it can't hurt you at all. Today's battle not only defeated the strongest monk among the younger generation of the Ling family, but also injured the cultivator.
The spirit of the Demon Family." Master Taiqing said happily.
"Master, thank you!" Feng Fan said humbly.
"It seems that after Ling Qiancao's defeat, the old monster Ling Wanhai was a little worried. It's no wonder that the old monster was depressed. Not only did Ling Qiancao have extremely fast movements, but his body was also weird. At the same time, he also took two nine-in-one pills.
Return to the elixir. In this situation, you still end up defeated. That old monster will be damned if he can accept this result calmly." Hearing the mocking words of Master Xu, everyone in the Feitian Sect laughed.
"Feng Fan, go back and have a good rest first. You must recharge your batteries. Tomorrow's battle will be even more difficult. I hope you can bring us surprises." Master Huanyue said solemnly.
"Master, I will take my leave first." Feng Fan then left.
The next day, when Feng Fan got up in the morning, he first took a Nine-Turn Return Spirit Pill, and then came to the competition venue. Feng Fan looked around and saw that many monks had gathered around him. Many monks were worried about what was going to happen next.
The contest was of great concern, so we gathered here early.
When Feng Fan arrived at the location of the Feitian Sect, he learned that Hua Nanting had been defeated by Long Yuyang of the Leisha Sect in the first round of the competition the day before, becoming the first monk of the Feitian Sect to be eliminated.
Not only that, at the beginning of the competition between Hua Nanting and Long Yuyang, Long Yuyang said extremely unpleasant and provocative words. During the competition, Hua Nanting was seriously injured.
The Feitian Sect monks who watched the competition thought that Long Yuyang was ruthless and ruthless. Even after Master Huanyue shouted to admit defeat, Long Yuyang was ready to kill Huanan Tingtong. Fortunately, Master Huanyue broke through the stone.
The restrictions around the stage and timely rescue efforts saved Hua Nanting's life.
Master Huanyue reprimanded Long Yuyang after the competition. Long Yuyang even argued that he was too absorbed in the competition and did not hear Master Huanyue shouting to admit defeat. This deception made all the Feitian sect monks filled with righteous indignation.
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When Master Huanyue questioned Master Lianchen, the leader of Leisha Sect, Master Lianchen disagreed and even said that casualties in the competition were a common thing, so that Master Huanyue should not pay too much attention, which made everyone in the Feitian Sect even more worried.
The crowd was excited.
When Feng Fan heard this, his expression remained calm, but he was very clear about the reasons: first, good and evil have been fighting since ancient times and accumulated a lot of hatred; second, a few years ago, the monks of the Feitian Sect killed two architects of the Leisha Sect.
The foundation monks must be ashamed of the Leisha Sect. Therefore, in this competition, the Leisha Sect was prepared to save face. Not only did they speak rudely, but they also acted viciously.
After drawing lots, Feng Fan was placed in the first group of the second round. Yesterday, the competition was divided into four groups. After the first group, Feng Fan returned to his residence to rest.
Because each group of competitions can only start after all four competitions have ended. Some competitions are extremely time-consuming because the opponents are evenly matched, so the last group of competitions only ends in the afternoon. Feng Fan has a relatively long rest time, so he feels really
Abundant Yuan.
After Master Taiqing read out the lineup, Feng Fan and his opponent came to the stone platform. Standing opposite Feng Fan was a young man with a face as beautiful as jade and clear eyes. He was wearing a white gown, with his right hand
Holding a folding fan, he exuded a chic and elegant temperament in his movements.