Chapter 39 Chrysanthemum Sword Art is Invincible in the World
The survival competition naturally tests the survival ability of the contestants.
In just three days of competition, contestants not only had to face attacks from the same kind, but also faced terrorist attacks from various monsters.
Originally there were not such a large number of magical beasts in the Mixed Forest Mountains. These magical beasts suddenly appeared in the Mixed Forest Mountains and all appeared in the arena. This was a special arrangement by the competition organizing committee.
When Ye Feng was watching the survival competition, Su Yafeng, Lang Wen, and Lu Fei had already entered the competition field.
At the same time as them, nine people from three other countries entered the arena from the northwest.
Looking through the image revealed by the image stone, Ye Feng's expression became extremely solemn as he scanned the nine people from the other three countries.
He discovered that there were actually several people in the camps of the other three countries who cast their eyes on Su Yafeng and the others, with murderous intent in their eyes.
Anyone who dares to reveal his murderous intentions is either an arrogant maniac, or a naturally cold-blooded executioner like He Huan.
From the eyes of those men with fierce looks, Ye Feng felt a hint of coldness.
The winner of the survival competition must be the one who survived.
Precisely because the premise is to survive, contestants can attack each other.
Su Yafeng opened the way, Langwen was in the middle, and Lu Fei was at the back. The three of them walked forward quickly regardless of the teams from the other three countries behind them.
Walking, walking, Su Yafeng suddenly stopped.
Looking towards a dense forest not far away, a coldness flashed in Su Yafeng's eyes.
"There is a monster lurking there." Su Yafeng said in a deep voice.
Behind him, Lang Wen looked slightly startled, while Lu Fei listened intently.
"Not only are there monsters, there are also people approaching there." After listening for a moment, Lu Fei whispered.
Almost at the same time as Lu Fei finished speaking, there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the dense forest, followed by a scream.
The shrill wails coming from the crowd caused the expressions of Lu Fei and the three of them to change.
They turned around and ran towards the depths of the forest, but when they just stepped into the forest, they were all stunned.
The wailing sound indeed came from the human population, but it was not the imaginary monster that caused the wailing sound.
In the middle of the forest, a young man wearing gray clothes, with long purple-brown hair, and a fair face that looked very enchanting was pulling out the long sword in his hand from the chest of the sword cultivator on the ground.
After pulling out the sword and wiping the blood on the sword with the dead man's clothes, the young man turned around.
He looked at Su Yafeng and the others with a smile, suddenly raised his thumb, and then pointed hard at the ground.
"You will all die within three days!" the young man said arrogantly.
After saying this, he no longer looked at Su Yafeng and the others, but put his fingers into his mouth and blew a loud whistle.
A sharp whistle echoed in the forest. At the same time as the whistle sounded, a brown bear that was three meters tall jumped out from the depths of the dense forest.
The violent bear came in front of and behind the young man, changed his usual bloodthirsty temperament, and lay down on the ground docilely.
After the young man climbed up its back slowly and gracefully, it raised its head to the sky, roared, quickly carried the young man, and disappeared deep into the shade of the trees.
Behind Su Yafeng and others, the other sword cultivators from the Three Kingdoms heard the screams and all rushed into the forest.
Looking at the dead swordsman on the ground and the swordsmen from the other three countries, most of them had a look of horror in their eyes.
For them who had not experienced too many killings, the bloody events in front of them were difficult to accept for a while.
Nervousness and fear permeated the hearts of every sword cultivator, oppressing them so much that they could not breathe freely.
The three people, led by Su Yafeng, walked quietly out of the dense forest.
As soon as they left the dense forest, the other two teams from the other three countries also turned and left.
Behind the crowd, three sword cultivators from Linfeng Country stood there.
One of the swordsmen with a pair of sapphire-like eyes glanced at the dead bodies on the ground coldly, and suddenly said: "Since someone has started killing, we shouldn't be idle. Have you seen people from the other three countries? We
Just start with them and eliminate your opponents."
When the blue-eyed young man mentioned killing, it was as simple as drinking water or eating homely meals.
After hearing the words of the blue-eyed young man, the eyes of the other two Linfeng Kingdom sword cultivators all flashed with bloodthirsty and greedy light.
Su Yafeng and the other three were still walking forward, unaware that someone was already following them as prey behind them.
While walking, Su Yafeng suddenly stopped.
Looking towards the dense forest behind him, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.
"Who?" Su Yafeng shouted angrily in a cold voice.
After he finished speaking, Lang Wen and Lu Fei's expressions changed and they pulled out the long swords from their scabbards.
Deep in the dense forest, the silence is so eerie.
In this strange and eerie silence, several flat-haired birds with colorful long hairs soared from the grass and flew into the sky.
"No one, it turned out to be a few flat-haired finches." Longman breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before his voice could finish, suddenly, a cold gray sword light shot out from the grass beside Longwen.
The sword light was extremely fast and stabbed straight into Longwen's chest.
Seeing the sword light coming, Longwen couldn't help but froze and forgot to dodge for a moment.
"He Fangxiao is so despicable." The moment the sword light exploded, Su Yafeng stabbed out with the long sword in his hand.
There was a crisp sound, the two sword lights collided together, and a stream of golden sparks rose up in the void.
The sword light seemed to come silently, and then fell silently.
The moment the sword light disappeared, Langwen was shocked to find that under the surface, a piece of sand escaped into the distance at an extremely fast speed.
"Earth Escape Swordsmanship?" Looking at the sand dunes gradually receding, Langwen broke into a cold sweat.
Originally, he could not stand Su Yafeng's arrogant and arrogant appearance, but now, after being saved by Su Yafeng, his impression of Su Yafeng has completely changed.
"Thank you!" Longman said politely.
Facing Langwen's thank you, Su Yafeng did not look good, but said arrogantly: "Don't say those false words, if you sincerely thank me, don't hold me back anymore."
Facing the domineering Su Yafeng, Langwen felt angry in his heart.
With his strong nature and never disobeying others, it was unprecedented for him to be able to say thank you, and he had never been ostracized by others.
"Humph, some people only know how to talk big words, and don't turn out to be a burden in the end." Longwen said dissatisfied. After saying this, he cheered up and paid careful attention to every move around him.
Everything that happened in the survival competition was witnessed by Ye Feng who was far away in the competition.
Ye Feng's heart became heavy when he discovered that in the survival competition, there was actually a master who was proficient in earth escape swordsmanship.
Earth Escape Swordsmanship is an extremely clever earth element sword move among the Five Elements Sword Moves.
Even Ye Feng couldn't guess for a while which sect's disciples actually practiced such mysterious swordsmanship.
Over there, the survival competition in the Mixed Forest Mountains is in full swing, and here, the selection competition for the top twelve is also continuing.
Because He Huan killed his opponent with a ruthless attack in the previous round, his opponent did not dare to give it a try in this fight.
With almost no effort, He Huan won the game and returned to the rest area.
After He Huan returned, only Jiang Ziwei was left as a contestant in Yin Shang Kingdom.
In this round of battle, Jiang Ziwei's opponent was a strong swordsman from Qianyu Kingdom who was about thirty years old.
This strong swordsman who practiced the Floating Cloud Sword Intent carried a lightness like floating clouds in his every move, and he steadily surpassed Jiang Zi Youchi in terms of movement.
Because he had just realized the shameless sword intention, Jiang Ziwei was not able to use this sword intention smoothly.
Being suppressed by the opponent in terms of physical skills, Jiang Ziwei was completely suppressed as soon as he made a move and was unable to exert his due strength.
Although he could not display his strength, Jiang Ziwei's shameless sword intention became more and more mature during this training.
Always when he was on the brink of despair, he could come up with a clever move and force his opponent to retreat, which allowed him to hold on for nearly half an hour without showing signs of defeat.
Gradually, Jiang Ziwei gradually adapted to the flow of Fuyun Sword Intent, and his body skills became more agile.
He circled around the body of the Qianyu National Sword Cultivator and kept wandering around, always striking at the opponent's lower body and back door.
Slowly, Jiang Ziwei seemed to understand something new again during the battle.
As the long sword in his hand continued to swing, layers of beautiful sword flowers surged out, just like chrysanthemums in full bloom, making people feel extremely stunning.
"Chrysanthemum sword technique?" In the Yin Shang Kingdom camp, Shang Li looked at Jiang Ziwei's sword moves with admiration in his eyes.
"What a good boy, he was able to create such a wonderful swordsmanship without the guidance of a master. He is indeed someone whom I, Shang Li, value." Shang Li praised him to himself.
Beside Shang Li, Hai Wuya, Ye Feng and others were all stimulated by Shang Li's praise and blushed.
Only now did they understand the essence of Jiang Ziwei's self-created swordsmanship.
This chrysanthemum is not a real chrysanthemum, but another name for the male backdoor.
Thinking that Jiang Ziwei had developed such an embarrassing swordsmanship, even a calm and composed person like Ye Feng had the urge to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.
Layers of sword flowers enveloped the sword cultivator who was practicing the Floating Cloud Sword Intent.
Surrounded by sword flowers, the sword cultivator who practiced the Floating Cloud Sword Intent felt a sense of annoyance.
Jiang Ziwei's sword moves were extremely gorgeous, but the attack area was unsightly. The sword cultivator discovered that no matter where the sword flower pointed, the final attack area was his buttocks.
"Damn it, how could I meet such a dirty opponent!" The swordsman was completely angered by Jiang Ziwei's shameless fighting style.
His mood could not be calm, and as a result, his movements and attacks could no longer be as graceful and agile as floating clouds.
Suddenly, there was a slight flaw in the sword cultivator's attack.
Just when a hole appeared around him, the long sword in Jiang Ziwei's hand suddenly came like a ghost and stabbed him in the center of the hip.
There was a pop, and a cloud of blood spattered all around. The sword cultivator hugged his bloody buttocks and jumped off the ring in embarrassment.
On the stage, a hint of pride flashed in Jiang Ziwei's eyes.
Suddenly, he covered his butt with his left hand and put his right hand on his head, making a shocking and weird pose.
After making this look that made everyone suffocate, he shouted loudly: "The chrysanthemum sword technique is invincible in the world!"