"My God, the ancient thunder tree. Younger martial brother Cheng can understand the thunder power of the ancient thunder tree. There is no one in the world who can really understand the ancient thunder tree." Ma Dong sees Cheng Fei's ancient thunder tree, which is also filled with emotion.

Some of the players who have finished the duel in the arena also turn their eyes to Cheng Fei. The ancient tree of thunder is a treasure that can't be won. There are few monks who can understand the power of thunder. This kind of understanding ability such terrible friars, in the past and up to now, are the dragon and Phoenix among human beings.

"Don't try to block my golden needle with a tree." Han Zifeng see Cheng Fei with thunder ancient trees to resist the five gold needles that he sent out, is also unwilling to say.

"The second level of Yuanying is the second level of Yuanying. You can't beat the waves in front of the fifth level of Yuanying. Look at the moves. Nine to one! "

"Thunderbolt shield"

"BAM Bang Bang"

when the nine gold needles flew out of Han Zifeng's hand, the ancient trees of thunder which had been transformed by Cheng Fei on the challenge arena quickly huddled together, and the force of thunder gathered together to form a thick shield, which completely blocked the attack of the nine gold needles.

"It's impossible. How can the most powerful move of the nine finger golden needle be resisted?" Han Zifeng couldn't believe the scene in front of him. Since he practiced the nine finger gold needle, no opponent has ever been able to resist his most fatal blow. Even those who are one or two steps higher than his own can not do it.

But now he is facing Cheng Fei, a monk of Yuanying's second rank, who has completely resisted his most proud blow. Moreover, when the ancient thunder tree stretches out, it looks as if it is intact.

"Now it's my turn, thunder Wanqing."

"Boom!"

"Meteorite iron gold armor, give me block."

"Yila"

"look, the golden light! If Han Zifeng has a high-grade inner armour spirit treasure, Cheng Fei's attack will be useless. "

"The disciples of xuanming sect are well-off. It seems that Cheng Fei can't win. This battle is really fierce. Relying on Yuanying's second level cultivation, Cheng Fei forced Han Zifeng, who is in the fifth level of Yuanying, to use the spiritual treasure to protect his life. Although he is defeated, you are very proud! "

"Look, the inner armor is broken. Han Zifeng's inner armor is broken. It's a high-quality Lingbao of inner armor. It can be broken. How powerful is Cheng Fei's attack?"

"It's impossible! I'm an all-out inner armor. How can it be! " Han Zifeng's eyes seem to see despair. He has just driven the inner armor with all his strength. Even if he is a third-order practitioner of Dongxu, it is impossible for him to break the inner armor. Even if Cheng Fei understands the ancient tree of thunder, his attack can not reach such a level.

The energy fluctuation caused by Lingbao's rupture is also very strong. Although Han Zifeng was not injured on the surface, his body was already filled with blood essence.

"I! I think... "

"Well, it's late."

"Bang!"

another thunderbolt fell from the sky. Han Zifeng, who was still standing on the challenge arena, was engulfed by thunder and lightning. The only thing left on the ring is a towering ancient thunder tree and a black corpse.

"Brother! How dare you kill my brother In the stands, a young monk stares at Cheng Fei in the No. 8 arena.

"Cheng Fei, No.8 challenge arena, successfully defended! Cheng Fei won three games in a row and awarded 50 Qingxu pills, which will be delivered by Miss etiquette later. Cheng Fei's three rounds of challenge arena No. 8 are full. Stop fighting. " The radio of the duel field said cheerfully.

"My God, I won three games in a row! Black horse, if it is. I can't believe that the second division of Yuanying can end today's race with three consecutive wins on the first day, and how long has it passed? I'm afraid this speed is also the first person in history. "

The onlookers in the stands are all feeling for Cheng Fei's incredible move. This result is beyond their expectation. Even the disciples of xuanming gate can do such an excellent battle.

Hearing the voice on the radio, Cheng Fei knows that his competition today is over, so he calmly walks off the challenge arena. Mr. Yi in the preparation area of the challenge arena nods to him, and Cheng Fei naturally responds.

After Cheng Fei returned to Ma Dong's side, Ma Dong said excitedly, "younger martial brother Cheng, I can't see that you can actually understand the thunder power of ancient thunder trees."

Cheng Fei just laughed and said, "it's not worth mentioning that I've learned by accident."

"You're a real troublemaker! Do you know who Han Zifeng is? You don't want to die if you dare to kill him? " Suddenly, the Dean yelled.

"What's the matter? He is the core disciple of xuanming sect. If you kill him, you will kill him. No matter whether he is alive or dead in the arena, he is not good at his skills. What do you have to worry about, Dean? " Cheng Fei said with disapproval.

"You know, xuanmingzong is one of the eight sects, and it belongs to the same state as our imperial theological college. Is it so light of you to kill their disciples?" The Dean reproached.

"Why, their disciples were killed in the challenge arena for their academic incompetence, but they still had to vent their anger to the imperial seminary? Isn't this a joke for the world? ""Forget it, I don't want to argue with you. Later you will know. I have to explain to the organizer that you just didn't stop and killed Han Zifeng by mistake. Well, I don't know if it's going to work. " The Dean sighed, got up and walked to the back of the duel.

"I'm not happy to win. What's wrong with the president?" Ma Dong asked in a puzzled way.

"Whatever he is, we will continue to watch the game. I wonder if senior brother Zhang can win three games in a row like me." Cheng Fei didn't care about the president's action. He looked at the challenge arena where Zhang Ziyuan was and said, "I didn't expect elder martial brother Zhang to understand the devoid spirit. I'm a little envious."

Ma Dong curled his lips and said, "what? I don't want to understand that it's good to be like a murderer."

Hearing this, Cheng Fei asked, "murderer maniac? Does elder martial brother Zhang lose his true spirit by killing people? "

"Yes, elder martial brother Zhang killed half a city before he came to the college. The Dean captured him personally. After that, don't you think it's strange for you to master Zhang Minqi? I don't say a word all day

"Killing half of the city? What has brother Zhang experienced! I said why every time I see elder martial brother Zhang, I feel his anger is very heavy. It is so. " Cheng Fei frowned and said. What does a man have to go through to kill innocent people in half a city?

"What about Yu Shang? Why didn't he come to the game? " Cheng Fei saw Shang not in the arena then asked.

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