Chapter 1503

"Iron pot Gang, Jianfeng, ask for advice on the Blood Sword 'flying blood' skill!"

As soon as the voice fell, a young figure appeared on the battle platform. It was Jianfeng.

Jianfeng is carrying an iron pot in his hand.

"It's from the iron pot Gang!" all the members of the iron pot gang were inspired.

The iron pot Gang is not a force at all! The whole chaotic world, no matter who, as long as they pick up the iron pot and fight, is a member of the iron pot gang.

"Which nameless rat dare challenge me?" Fei Xue sneered with disdain.

Jianfeng follows jianlao all the year round, lives in seclusion in Lanjie peak, and hardly walks in endless chaos; Therefore, although he is the grandson of old Jian, few people know him.

But

Not being famous doesn't mean that Jianfeng's strength is weak! As the grandson of the old sword, even if he is not spiritual enough in kendo, he is also a genius once in a century—— Although it is far inferior to Xu Ming, it is much better than taking off blood.

"Hum!" Jianfeng snorted coldly, showing his true cultivation accomplishments, "I, the first level of xuanhuang realm, and you have just broken through xuanhuang realm! - with my cultivation accomplishments, I should be qualified to challenge you!"

"Xu Ming didn't dare to fight, but you kittens and dogs jumped up and down!" the disdain on Fei Xue's face was stronger, "in that case, I'll teach you a good lesson as you wish!"

"Brother Ming doesn't dare to fight?" Jianfeng sneered in his heart, but didn't say anything - you know, even his grandfather jianlao has just been patted away by Xu Ming; What does this flying blood count?

Jianfeng certainly knows that Xu Ming is not afraid to fight, but disdains to fight at all!

But... Xu Ming disdains to fight, but Jianfeng wants to help Guo bully Xu Ming and win back his reputation!

"To deal with you, brother he Xuming did it himself!" Jianfeng sneered. "I, iron pot help Jianfeng, enough!"

Boom!!

Jianfeng said no more and patted the flying blood directly. It seems to be a very ordinary pot, but it directly blocks the space of the whole battle platform.

"Hmm?" Fei Xue's face changed, and his eyes also had a solemn color - just a shot, he saw that his opponent was not simple! Suddenly, flying blood did not dare to despise.

"Kill!!" the sword meaning of flying blood is extremely fierce and full of murderous spirit.

In an instant, Jianfeng felt as if he were in an endless sea of blood. A scarlet blade came straight across the head of Jianfeng.

Jianfeng's eyes narrowed slightly: "I have some skills!"

The Blood Sword "flying blood" is not a false name after all, but it still has some real skills.

"If I only use the pot, it's really difficult to be his opponent!" Jianfeng said secretly.

However, Jianfeng remembered brother Ming's teaching that the role of the pot is mainly to overwhelm the opponent in momentum, not as the main weapon!

Therefore, Jianfeng directly blocked the scarlet sword with a pot. At the same time, a sharp sword appeared in his other hand - although Jianfeng lacks intelligence in kendo, it does not mean that his sword technique is weak! At least, it's stronger than taking off blood!

After all, the sword technique of Jianfeng was taught by the old swordsman!

Bang!!

While blocking the blood sword, the sharp sword of Jianfeng has turned into a strange poisonous snake and killed flying blood.

"What!?" Fei Xue was shocked - of course, he could see that Jianfeng was more accomplished than him!

Suddenly, Feixue didn't dare to attack wildly, but took back the blood sword to resist the sword of Jianfeng.

At this time, the pot in Jianfeng's hand was photographed again!

"Damn!" Feixue was tired of dealing with it, so he had to resist the pot again.

Whew! Whew! Whew! Whew

On the stage of shenhuang battle, the sword shadow and pot shadow smashed frantically at flying blood. The murderous Blood Sword in Feixue's hand was beaten so hard that he couldn't lift his head.

Jianfeng, however, became more and more excited.

"Spirituality!"

Suddenly, Jianfeng realized—— His sword technique lacks spirituality; However, when he had a pot and a sword in his hand, he suddenly felt the so-called spirituality!

"All along, I feel that there is something missing in my sword technique!" Jianfeng suddenly realized, "so... There is a pot missing!"

The sword is the main weapon and the pot is the auxiliary weapon - after Enlightenment, the attack power of Jianfeng soars in an instant!

This is bitter, flying blood!

The strength of flying blood is not as good as Jianfeng! Now Jianfeng's strength soars, and flying blood resists it. Naturally, it's more difficult!

Boom!

After a sword blew away the Blood Sword of flying blood, the pot of Jianfeng came with it.

Pop!

Poor flying blood was directly patted out of the battle platform.

"What!?"

"What!?"

"What!?"

Everyone was surprised.

The members of the iron pot gang were very excited and their eyes glowed.

"Too strong!"

"Originally, using a pot can be really strong!"

Originally, members of the iron pot gang had doubts about the actual combat role of the pot; After all, when they use the pot, they don't feel powerful. They're not as invincible as Xu Ming.

Now, Jianfeng's "sword pot match" points out a way for the members of the iron pot gang - originally, this is the correct use of the pot!

Pot, to be a "Deputy weapon" to use!

Jianfeng stood proudly on the shenhuang battle platform, looked down at the flying blood under the battle platform and said contemptuously: "flying blood, remember - Brother Guo Ba Ming doesn't dare to fight, but disdains to fight with you! You can't even fight me. Do you still want to challenge brother Ming? Are you qualified?"

When Jianfeng finished, he took the sword away and carried the iron pot.

At this time, members of the iron pot Gang gathered around and looked at Jianfeng in worship.

Brother Hui, the core member of the iron pot Gang, even said, "brother Feng, brother Feng, do you know brother Ming?"

Jianfeng said proudly, "nature knows!"

"Ask brother Feng to take us to see brother Ming's style!" brother Hui said.

"Brother Ming's style is what you say you can see?" Jianfeng disdained. "The second stage of the Wanyu genius war is about to begin! If you want to see brother Ming's style, go to the scene to watch the war!"

Brother Hui and other members of the iron pot Gang have bright eyes - yes! The second stage of the war of ten thousand talents will begin soon!

……

Twenty days later.

The second stage of Wanyu genius war arrived as scheduled.

Hundreds of millions of super talents from 100000 domains, under the leadership of a domain master, go to the field in the holy land of origin.

"The real genius meat grinder!" many great powers sighed silently.

After the second stage, the top talents in 100000 fields will not exist!

However, the waves wash away the sand, and the rest is real gold.

"Xu Ming!" Huang Gu Guang looked at Xu Ming with hatred and said, "in the second stage, top talents gathered, and most of them broke through the xuanhuang realm! You are so arrogant in the first stage, and you will definitely be besieged in the second stage! - the siege of the xuanhuang realm is different from the chaotic realm! In the second stage, you will die!"