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Ji Chong Feng looked at the huge blade coming down from the sky without moving. His black jade-like eyes flashed with a strange light. Just as the blade was about to reach his clothes, the grey shadow suddenly moved.

By the time the fifth slash landed, Ji Chong Feng's unsheathed sword had already pressed against his back where his heart was. Such a fast movement couldn't help but shock everyone on the stage.

Seeing this scene, Lu Jianting couldn't help but shake. The hand pressing on the chair suddenly exerted force, and he lightly praised: "With this kind of skill, in the current martial arts world, is there a second person?"

Originally, he wanted to use this opportunity to try out these martial arts techniques, but he didn't expect that this attempt would produce a peerless master.

Although Qiu Wu's martial arts were inferior to the older generation, he was already unrivalled among the younger generation. However, even before Ji Chanfeng made his move, he had already defeated him so easily. Even he, Lu Jianting, would not be able to achieve such a realm!

"Fifth brother!" Su Jiu's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the two people on the stage.

In the pavilion behind the arena, two figures were looking down at the entire martial arena.

"Is that person on the stage Ji Ling Kingdom's King Chong?" Lu Weiluan tilted her head to ask the person beside her.

"That's right!" Lu Chengnan replied with a low voice, but his gaze was still on the ground below, as if he had yet to recover from that scene.

"He... Can you beat him? " Lu Weiluan asked somewhat worriedly.

Hearing his sister's question, Lu Chengnan's lips curled up into a smile, but he did not answer.

After Qiu Wu left the stage, Ji Chong Feng's gaze swept across the crowd, "Is there any hero who would like to be enlightened?"

Although that voice was humble and respectful, no one dared to reply.

"Is there any hero who would like to be enlightened?"

Ji Chong Feng asked again. His tone also rose a bit as a satisfied smile appeared on his lips. His gaze shifted to the front of the stage and lightly landed on the two people, Xiao Bai and Xiao Hong.

Xin Cang Qu smiled and looked at Ji Chong Feng with his devilish eyes. He was still gently waving his jade fan and had no intention of going up the stage.

When they met each other's bright black eyes, Kunlun's eyes flashed and the jade fan in his hand suddenly closed.

The next moment, a silver light flashed in front of their eyes, and then they felt a chill.

In the blink of an eye, that ice sculpture was standing proudly on the stage.

When everyone finally reacted, they were shocked, so the elusive Prince Huan, was actually a peerless expert!

"Your Majesty's martial arts are truly amazing. This King became excited on the spur of the moment. Why don't we spar?" Kungfu once again opened the folding fan in his hand and lightly waved it, his lips curling up into a faint, evil smile.

"This King will naturally accompany the king's invitation!" Ji Chong Feng looked at the extremely charming man before him. His smile was like the spring wind.

"I've heard that Wang Wenwen is a martial arts expert with an outstanding appearance, and has never met an opponent before. He is worthy of the four words' crowning the world '. Today, I, the King of Japan, will properly experience it!"

"His appearance is so mysterious that even dragons and dragons can't be seen. In the hearts of the people, this place has always been like a mystery. For this king to have this opportunity, I must grasp it well!"

Ji Chong Feng looked at the person in front of him. He knew that he couldn't be careless. "Whoosh!" With a crisp sound, the sword left its scabbard. Its black eyes flashed as the grey shadow suddenly moved.

Before the crowd could blink, the blade of the sword pierced through the clouds and headed straight for Kunwu.

That sword was as fast as white lightning!

That sword was as fierce as a surging wave!

That sword was as sharp as a thunderbolt!

Such an unstoppable sword strike, with the power to sweep away an entire army, instantly pushed forward the footsteps of death!

Such a terrifying sword, it was as if it could destroy the heavens and the earth.

Everyone on the scene was stunned by the sword light.

At that moment, it was Xin Cang Que. The hand that was waving the fan couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then it unconsciously tightened, and the suppressed fan bone suddenly let out a crisp sound. He completely ignored it as he softly muttered: "Dragon Sealing Sword, Sword Lock Flood Dragon!"

Kunlun looked at his sword and was shocked. In his mind, there was only one person who could do this!

He did not dare to be careless, the coldness in his eyes became even more intense. He gently moved his feet and gathered his inner strength in his hands to deflect the incoming sword attack. At the same time, he threw out another palm attack!

Ji Chong Feng's eyes flashed, his heart was also shocked. His sword was as heavy as a thousand catties, and no one had ever been able to receive it. Even Hua Yunshan's Sect Leader, Hua Zikang was no exception. The blade of the sword was under his control, unable to get even an inch closer.

However, in the next instant, Ji Chong Feng's eyes widened. The tip of the sword was actually covered in ice!

The cold qi spread bit by bit until the sword was frozen. With a wave of his jade fan, his clothes flew up into the air. With a twist, he had already put his hand away and softly said, "It's not him!"

At that moment, the entire arena was deathly silent!

Everyone stared blankly, as if they had been frozen. Even their breathing was extremely careful.

Only Xin Cang Qu saw the scene clearly. His pupils lit up with flames. He smacked his palm on the armrest of his chair and stood up abruptly. A figure suddenly jumped out from his heart and whispered between his teeth, "It's him!"

The crowd was startled by his slap. "Bang!" Someone directly fell from the chair onto the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the sword was sealed by ice.

Ji Chong Feng looked at the ice sword in surprise. He no longer cared about anything else. His other hand circulated his inner strength to support the sword's body, trying to melt the ice.

However, the moment his hand touched the sword's body, he was immediately startled. The chill went from his fingertips all the way to his limbs and bones, as if it wanted to freeze him too. The ice actually didn't show any signs of melting.

When everyone saw this, they could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.

What kind of martial arts was that?

Too strange!

How could there be such a skill in the world?

Even in the cold winter, when the sword was placed in the cold water, it would be impossible to freeze to such an extent, not to mention using only internal energy to freeze the Dragon Sealing treasured sword.

… ….

At that instant, everyone was terrified and they hiddenly guessed, but no one dared to make any sound. Even Lu Jianting's old face turned ashen.

Ji Chong channeled his inner strength and tried two more times, but the result was the same. However, he was proud, so how could he ask Kung Wu how to melt the ice? He could not help but feel helpless.

Before the crowd could regain their composure, a streak of fiery red lightning had already arrived at the arena. It was similarly faster than they could imagine!

Su Jiu stared at the smear of scarlet and suddenly understood in his heart. He softly muttered, "So his martial arts …. It's actually so high! "

"Whose martial arts?" Du Liu noticed that his sister seemed to have lost her soul as she muttered to herself.