Chapter 845

The leader of Feihong sect stood up slowly. Then he pointed to the long sword in the hands of a disciple of Feihong sect.

"Miso!" A loud cry.

The long sword in the disciple's hand suddenly came out of its scabbard out of thin air. The edge of the sword was cold and flew directly into the air.

Control the sword with Qi!

Shen Feng was a little surprised when he saw this move. He had only heard it before, and now he saw an expert using this move for the first time. However, some of the older patriarchs present seemed indifferent.

The swordsmanship of Feihong sect is one of the best in China. It's hardly surprising that the sect leader can do this.

Then, Lord Feihong jumped and directly stood on the sword, "brush!" The long sword carries the leader of Feihong and flies directly towards the center of the challenge arena.

"What!"

This time, Shen Feng was not calm. The strength revealed by Lord Feihong refreshed his cognition again.

The faces of several people in the East Island shrine changed at the same time. This strength is beyond the reach of the East Island shrine.

Their hearts are also secretly glad that their opponent this time is only the young generation of martial artists in China, not the leader of Feihong who can resist the sword.

The long sword carried leader Feihong to the center of the challenge arena and then fell down.

Lord Feihong looked around and said with a smile, "welcome to my Feihong sect to participate in this Lingwu conference. Your presence makes my Feihong sect shine."

Although his voice was low and not so loud, everyone in the whole martial arts field heard it clearly, as if Lord Feihong was standing in their ears. This alone was enough to see the strength of Lord Feihong's internal Qi realm.

"What a strong internal Qi!" Shen Feng was surprised. I'm afraid he was the strongest person in the realm of internal Qi he had ever met.

Then Lord Feihong said some polite words. While he was talking, Shen Feng laughed and asked Zhang Yong, "what do you think is the internal Qi of Lord Feihong?"

"I don't know. It's strong anyway. Looking at the whole China, it's estimated that few people are his opponents." Zhang Yong shook his head and said.

"I know, I know." The voice of the "boy" came from his ear again.

There is an aisle between her and Shen Feng. At most, it is less than one meter away. She gently explored her body and whispered, "it is said that Lord Feihong was a genius when he was young. His internal Qi has long been the ground step, and she is trying to develop in the direction of the unity of man and sword."

"How do you know everything?" Shen Feng whispered to the boy.

"Of course, if you don't understand anything later, just ask me." The boy said that, quickly retracted his body and sat down upright.

"Interesting." Shen Feng looked at the "young man" around her and showed a smile on his face. Instead, he mentioned a lot of interest in her.

A few minutes later, Lord Feihong basically finished his polite words.

By the way, I also explained the rules of this Lingwu conference. The age of the contestants should not exceed 40. Moreover, malicious injury to people's lives is not allowed in the challenge arena. Violators are disqualified and can always use weapons and concealed weapons.

The winning and losing conditions are also very simple. If one party admits defeat and falls outside the challenge arena, it will be considered as a loss. If both parties lose, it will be determined by the judges.

"The Lingwu conference officially begins. Now let's draw lots to decide the order of appearance!"

With that, he jumped up, and the long sword flew to his feet again, carrying him back to his position.

"Miso." Lord Feihong waved the long sword and it was automatically put into the scabbard.

Then all the contestants who took part in the competition began to draw lots. Each time they won a lot, the corresponding name of each person's number plate would be hung on a huge wooden plaque.

It is almost clear who will fight against whom in each position and who will meet after victory.

Almost 400 young people attended the whole conference, and the number of participants from each sect varied. There were about five people from many sects, such as Feihong sect and Dongdao shrine. For example, Luo Yun was the only one in the Luo family.

But most sects send two or three people.

Shen Feng won No. 66. His first game was No. 65. Feisha zongsha broke the sky.

"Dong!" With a loud noise, a Feihong sect disciple knocked a huge Gong next to the challenge arena.

"No. 1 East Island shrine meishazi vs. No. 2 Xuanwu Gate Tiefei!"

The voice fell, and Mei Shazi, wearing East Island women's war clothes and boots, came to the challenge arena. Although she was not a stunning beauty, she practiced martial arts since childhood with a sense of heroism.

Then, a man in black and strong clothes, about 30 years old, also jumped to the challenge arena.

Although the man is not tall, he is very strong. With bronze skin, he looks like a simple and honest man.

As Tiefei stepped onto the stage, a cheering sound came from the direction of xuantie gate.

"I didn't expect the people of the shrine to play first." Shen Feng looked at the two people in the challenge arena and said to himself that he was also full of expectations for the battle

After Mei Shazi and tie Fei saluted each other, they each made an attack posture.

Mei Shazi touched her waist with both hands, took out a pair of daggers and held them tightly in her hands, while tie Fei clenched his iron fist and looked ready to fight barehanded.

They didn't start at once, but looked at each other for more than ten seconds. At the same time, they shouted and rushed together.

Xuantie sect pays attention to body training. Its disciples are generally external skill experts, especially Tiefei, and meishazi is an agile warrior.

Tie Fei didn't keep his hand because the other party was a woman, but his moves were fatal, because the other party was from the East Island shrine and he had to win glory for the Chinese martial arts.

Tiefei clenched his fist with one hand and hit Meisha Zi's face. Meisha Zi sank, dodged very quickly, and the dagger in his hand hit Tiefei's wrist.

Although Tiefei's external skill is strong, he doesn't dare to be careless. He suddenly retracts his hand and clenches his fist with the other hand to attack meishazi.

Her body rolled on the ground and easily escaped the attack.

"Bang!" With a sound of, Tiefei's fist hit the ground directly, making a dent in the ground, and small stones splashed everywhere

Mei Shazi looked at the depression on the ground, and a trace of fine light flashed through her eyes. If she was hit by such a punch, she must be unable to continue the fight, so she was ready to use the killing move.

"Brush! Brush! " The dagger in her hands threw forward at the same time and attacked Tiefei's face door and chest respectively