Chapter 851

Green mountains and blue sea, a million years!

In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng has been in Qingmeng city for half a year. In the past half a year, while healing his wounds, he inquired about the news of the world. If he could know from other channels what this is, he would not like to lie in the arena.

But it's obvious that the secrets about the world are not the concern of most people, so we haven't got any deeper information in half a year.

In fact, ten days ago, his injury had been completely repaired, and he continued to measure the time of ten days. Finally, he sighed: "it seems that this is the only way to go!"

The reason why he hesitated was simple, because he didn't want to expose his star formula. Therefore, under such circumstances, he was not sure that he would win a hundred victories.

There is no doubt that Ling Feng's most powerful skill is xingjue, but the weaker one can completely suppress Tianjie friars. The only one with this trend is Wukong sword Jue.

But after Ling Feng came to the world, Wu Kong Jian Jue had little practice!

After pondering for a long time, he finally took out a Heavenly Sword from the space ring, and finally sighed in a low voice: "try it!"

As the fastest rising channel in the world, Baisheng challenge arena is naturally built in the most prominent central position of Qingmeng city.

Moreover, there are also some tea shops and casinos around the challenge arena for spectators' entertainment.

Although there are people challenging in the Baisheng arena every day, according to his understanding of more than half a year, there are only a few people who have won Baisheng in tens of thousands of years, and there are few people who have won ten consecutive victories recently.

When Ling Feng came to the challenge arena, there was a pair of men competing on it. They were all the accomplishments of the heaven level. It seemed that they were half the weight.

After a few glances, he was not interested. Although they were all Tianjie, they were obviously the weakest Tianjie. They didn't even have the weapons to take advantage of, let alone the powerful skills.

Although he didn't like the two men, the crowd around him was a little excited, and there were many people who bet on who would win.

As for the match between the two players in the challenge arena, it's hard to separate them.

Finally, after a long competition, among the cheers of many monks, one lost.

At the end of the game, the winner cheers loudly, while the loser swears in a low voice.

Ling Feng doesn't like this kind of environment very much, but now he has no choice.

After one of them was defeated, Ling Feng jumped up immediately.

And that victory man is undertaking all around cheers, see someone on stage after immediately frown way: "who?"

"Ling Feng!" Ling Feng looks insipid.

According to the rules of Baisheng challenge arena, if the winner is the first time to fight and the challenger, then after the victory, he has the right to refuse or accept the next fight. If the winner is the second time, he can leave without making a choice.

Because the rule of challenge arena is that you can only play once a day!

So, Ling Feng immediately burst his name, waiting for the other party to make a choice.

And that day, the friar of the rank first looked at Ling Feng himself, and he looked a little hesitant.

The notary on the challenge arena directly asked, "Wu Yu, do you accept the challenge?"

This is Wu Yu's first challenge, so he has the opportunity to refuse. However, the purpose of his coming to the Baisheng challenge arena is to train himself. Therefore, although it costs a lot after a competition, he finally nodded and said, "I accept it!"

"Well, the game starts, life or death, until one side admits defeat!"

With the order of the notary of Qingmeng City, a burst of cheers broke out all around. After all, it is always good for the crowd to watch one more game.

After the notary announced, Wu Yu immediately looked at Ling Feng with a knife in both hands.

Ling Feng didn't care about the friars of this level. After the referee announced, he immediately pulled out his sword.

In an instant, a sense of extermination came from all over him.

Wu Yu felt the momentum of his body, his face suddenly changed slightly, and then saw Ling Feng's eyes twinkle.

Brush!

At the moment when he drew his sword, there was a clear sound of the sword, and then a sword went straight to Wu Yu.

When Wu Yu saw this, he suddenly roared, and with a knife in his hands, he cleaved to the sword. At the next moment, Ling Feng immediately kneaded his body and rushed up. In the former's dumbfounded, he put the sword across Wu Yu's neck.

This was not only unexpected to Wu Yu, but also unexpected to the surrounding people.

"So fast, I haven't bet yet!"

"Damn, such a good opportunity has been missed!"

In all around the voice of discussion, Ling Feng calm way: "do not admit defeat?"

"Admit defeat, admit defeat!" Wu Yu woke up from his dream and said, "I give up!"

At this time, the referee stepped on the stage, looked at Ling Feng strangely, and then announced to all around: "Ling Fengsheng, next game, is there a challenger?"

I saw Ling Feng's fierce performance with my own eyes. No one came to the stage in the low voice of all the people in the challenge arena.

In fact, at this time, Ling Feng really wanted someone to come on stage to give him a try, which could at least reduce the number of victories. However, the referee announced three times in a row that no one came on stage.

Ling Feng saw no one on stage, sighed slightly in his heart, nodded slightly to the referee, and immediately left the challenge arena.

After Ling Feng left, the referee went to a stone wall, waved out a long sword and wrote a line.

Ling Feng, one hundred wins!

One game a day, which takes at least three months to complete. Of course, Ling Feng inquired that every day in the past, even if no one challenges him, his victory will be increased by one.

But to deal with the challenger, he needs to be there all day.

However, as long as the first month has passed and he has won 30 games, he has the privilege. If he wants to challenge, he needs to sign up in advance, so that he doesn't have to go to the Baisheng arena every day.

Of course, if he wants to win the first privilege, he still needs to support for 30 days!

Clean and neat, Ling Feng's action in the Baisheng challenge arena swept the whole green lemon city like a gale. Countless people began to talk about the origin of Ling Feng.

Of course, the most important point is that there are many Tianjie monks in Qingmeng city who are more interested in Ling Feng.

The next day, Ling Feng came to the Baisheng challenge arena and waited for about a quarter of an hour.

Immediately, a friar in green flew up and said to Ling Feng, "Zhou Jin!"

"Zhou Jin, didn't he say that he went out for a trip? Why is it still in the city? "

"Maybe I came back from the black sand explosion some time ago."

"He was a strong man who won 20 victories in the Baisheng arena before. This time, I really have a good play to watch!"

All around the voice of discussion, Ling Feng toward Zhou Jin slightly clasped: "Ling Feng!"

Don't repeat the tedious feeling of the referee coming on stage!

When the referee announced the beginning of the game, Ling Feng found that Zhou Jin's breath had changed, but it was not the spirit of killing, but a sense of emptiness. Moreover, at this time, he was still empty handed without any weapons.

However, Ling Feng did not relax his vigilance at this time, but slowly pulled out the magic sword in his hand.

With a clear sound of the sword, a red sword rushed to Zhou Jin.

"Again!"

"Again

There was a low noise around the challenge arena, but Zhou Jin's look was still plain. With a flick of her finger, the red sword immediately turned to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's face changed slightly, his wrist moved and broke the sword. Then he frowned and looked at Zhou Jin.

He uses Tianjie's cultivation to perform Wukong sword Jue. Although it's not very powerful, it's too overbearing to sweep the sword back with his fingers?

Is he a monk of heaven?

Ling Feng looked at Zhou Jin carefully for a long time, and finally nodded and said to himself, "so it is!"

It turned out that there was a kind of light energy space around Zhou Jin. After entering, the sword was bound by the energy space, so from the scene, it would be so overbearing.

It's the first time he's seen this way of spreading its vitality around his body. I have to say that it's really a bit unpredictable.

Zhou Jin stands on the challenge arena with a negative hand, as if waiting for Ling Feng to attack.

Ling Feng's cautious action immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of the monks who were watching around.

"What the hell, if you don't dare to go up, you'll give up!"

"Admit defeat, admit defeat without shame, Zhou Jin is the master of xuanming road in Qingmeng city!"

Xuanming road?

Ling Feng heard the voice of the discussion around, cold hum a, the eyes of the neidun flashed a cold.

Next moment, wrists fly!

Brush, brush!

Three half moon shaped sword Qi burst through the air and went straight to Zhou Jin.

When these three swords entered Zhou Jin's vitality space, they seemed to fall into the mire, and the speed slowed down. Then he was good at dancing and broke the connection between Ling Feng and swords Qi in an unimaginable way, and used the swords Qi for his own use, and fought back faster.

Attack others with their attacks!

You are in an invincible position!

Ling Feng dodged to avoid the three sword Qi, his eyes flashed dignified look, cold hum way: "xuanming way, I'll see if you can take my move!"

Break the air!

The most incomprehensible part of Wukong sword formula is to attack the soul directly, which is also the most powerful sword formula of Wukong sword formula.

With the sword Qi roaring away, Zhou Jin's always plain face finally had a wave. After blocking the sword Qi with a black shield, she hummed coldly, and the vitality space instantly spread around and covered the whole challenge arena.

Feeling the strange fluctuation of vitality around him, Ling Feng's look suddenly became a little ugly. In this kind of space, his movements obviously had some dullness.

At the next moment, Zhou Jin's eyes flashed coldly, holding the black shield, and went straight to Ling Feng. Because this vitality space was originally his exertion, it was like a fish in water in this space, and the speed was fast to the limit.

After coming to Ling Feng's side, he immediately patted him with a shield.

Bound by the inexplicable vitality, Ling Feng can only bite his teeth and put the sword across the top of his head.

jingle!

When the two intersected, there was a sound of gold and silver,

Ling Feng retreated three steps in a row, while Zhou Jin jumped up to the rear and fell on the challenge arena steadily. Then he said to Ling Feng, "I am a mysterious space, which is very restrictive to the same level of friars, so I advise you to give up!"

Ling Feng's brows are tight when he hears the speech, but he never says anything. This mysterious space is really disgusting. If it's not in the challenge arena, he can't leave the scope of the mysterious space, but he obviously can't leave now.