Chapter 1867

In the stands, when the host announced that today's final would begin directly, the whole fighting field suddenly burst into an uproar.

What the hell is this?

It's good to see four days in a row. How can it be reduced to one day? Are you engaged in internal decision? Others have been fighting hard all the way, and have lost their qualification somehow?

But the host also said that the other players withdrew from the competition by themselves, and could not ask them to fight according to other people's heads, right?

So, whether you want it or not, you have to accept it.

Only one game, Ling Han vs Zhao Qingfeng!

"Ling Han?" Is it the man who murmured? It's not like this.

"Lu Shao!" Sun Dong came up and said, "what's the matter?"

Lu Xianming shook his head and thought that the two were just of the same name and surname. After all, there are too many people in Xianyu. It's not surprising that there are duplicate names.

Sun Dong admired Zhao Qingfeng and threw himself into the ground.

He said that if he played the final directly, his mad would play the final directly. The others were scared away, too aggressive. This final play Ling Han, hey hey, that asshole must be killed by Zhao Qingfeng.

After waiting for so many days, it's time for revenge.

On the other hand, Cheng Fengyun is also elated. Today, Ling Han will surely fail!

"Originally, Ling Han might have stayed on this stage for a few more days, but today's final, directly against Zhao Qingfeng, is bound to lose!" He talked as if he were Zhao Qingfeng.

But today, no one has done any more fire, because everyone has heard of Zhao Qingfeng's deeds.

Some time ago, they forced away some of the saints and daughters of the fairy King cult, and the winners of the fourth level also withdrew three, all because they were afraid of Zhao Qingfeng.

This man is strong enough to destroy heaven and earth.

No matter how strong Ling Han is, he is only defeated in front of Zhao Qingfeng. The only suspense is that Ling Han can support several moves in the end.

Three, five, ten?

You dare to fight. I admire your courage.

After the host balabalabala said a lot, this one attracts the public attention, but carries on the final ahead of schedule finally to start.

Players from both sides are on the stage.

"Well?" Lu Xianming suddenly showed a surprised color, he saw Ling Han.

Shit, it's this guy.

He can't help but shake his head and smile. The world is too small. It hasn't been a year since we met Ling Han again.

No way!

Lu Xianming immediately said in his heart that he could not let Ling Han die in Zhao Qingfeng's hands. On the one hand, he still owed the other party a life. Secondly, Ling Han's strength was also a lever. He needed such help.

Well, after Ling Han is defeated, he comes forward to stop the fight. In his capacity, Zhao Qingfeng should give him some face.

In this way, not only return the feeling of Ling Han, but also take the opportunity to attract.

Ha ha, that's wonderful.

Sun Dong didn't notice the change of Lu Xianming's expression. After seeing Ling Han, his mind was full of tragic pictures of himself being raped. He wanted to eat Linghan's meat and drink his blood.

"Let's go." The host waved and left the stage to the two young Tianjiao.

Zhao Qingfeng stood with a negative hand. He stared at Ling Han and said, "yes, at least I have some courage. I thought I should be a turtle with shrinking head."

Ling Han ha ha a smile, way: "if I go, who will beat you into slag?"

"Ha ha ha, your courage is commendable. I hope your strength will not disappoint me." Zhao Qingfeng did not get angry, but laughed.

He is afraid that Ling Han is not strong enough to give himself strong stimulation and fully stimulate his potential.

The longer you stay in the four cuts, the less likely it is to break through the five cuts. The accumulation of time is of no use at all. Instead, it will only have an adverse effect.

Ling Han said: "I also hope you can be stronger, otherwise, stepping on a weak chicken is very boring."

"Crazy, but it doesn't make any sense." Zhao Qingfeng raised his right hand, and a blue light circle appeared in the palm of his hand. Then a blue sword appeared in the blue circle and was held in his hand.

Zhao Qingfeng shows a cruel look. He has been waiting for a good meal for a long time, and now he can't wait to enjoy it.

Killing a genius with similar strength will inspire his martial spirit infinitely.

Yes, he practices the killing rules.

"All the kings of heaven, green front is the most!" Zhao Qingfeng said faintly, but in the tone of voice, he was arrogant.

Ling Han is surprised, this person is really smelly shameless.

King of the world, how dare you claim to be the strongest? How can you be so brave?

You know, even Yan Xianlu is not qualified to be the strongest, let alone you.

He couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

"Dare you make fun of me?" Zhao Qingfeng sneered and raised the green front in his hand. Facing Ling Han, he would cut a sword and brush it. A sword Qi was raised and turned into a long competition. He cut it hard towards Linghan.He is crazy, but his strength is really strong. This sword condenses the supreme Road, as if it can open the sky and split the earth.

"It is indeed the pride of Yongchang religion." In the stands, several big people are watching the battle, which can be the strong source level, the strongest under the fairy king. In their eyes, not to mention Zhao Qingfeng and Ling Han, is Yan Xianlu, which is just a little doll.

No matter how strong your potential is, it's the future. How can you make Shengyuan pay attention to it?

"The fighting power is really strong." The big people make comments.

"This boy has been cutting the dust to perfection. I don't believe that he can't break through the soul separation with his talent."

“…… Is it true

When these big people look at each other, they can see a bit of shock from each other's eyes. They think of a legend, which is really just a legend. At least they have never heard of anyone who has succeeded.

On top of the four cuts, there are five!

"No matter which Immortal King he went to, he was qualified to be a saint son, but he was the follower of Yan Xianlu. Maybe it's to finish the five cuts. "

These big figures guess that they are showing a trace of admiration, and even they are shocked by Zhao Qingfeng's decision.

"However, this purple city old son certainly will be very angry, let him make a lot of money in vain." A dwarf with countless braids in his hair suddenly said with a smile.

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Other big people also laugh, think of the purple city Dan Shi that greedy for money, really look forward to the expression on his face when he receives the news.

In the laughter of these big people, Zhao Qingfeng's sword spirit also blew to Ling Han.

Ling Han's fist, bang, his hands around the rules of fire, hit the sword.

However, Ling Han retreated to the edge of the fighting field until he was blocked by the wall behind him. When he hit the wall, he trembled.

It's a terrible sword. Just waving it at will can have such power.

Ling Han frowns slightly. He is not weaker than the other party in talent, but because he is short of a small realm, three cuts against four cuts, and Zhao Qingfeng is close to the emperor level, which makes him fall behind.

Fun, let's fight!

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