Chapter 334

The next morning, Wu Lei's match was against a young general of the Wu family in Tianzhou. Although Wu Lei was holding a spirit weapon, the gap between his realm and vitality only made him lose after holding on for a moment. He was blown out of the site and was seriously injured. Since then, Zifeng was the only one left in the Wu family in Qingyun town.

Zifeng sat for a long time and was bored. There was a sudden uproar on the court. However, when he saw the competition platform in the east of the square, Wu Ming just hit a pun disciple with a simple punch and painted a long blood stain on the ground. He was unconscious. His ruthless heart and cruel means made people angry.

Later, Wu Ming looked at Zifeng like a demonstration, and his eyes were full of provocation. Ziming clenched his fists and said, "Zifeng, you must kill him! So heavy! "

Wu Feihong looked at Wu Ming with dignity. His fierce speed and surging vitality were not inferior to himself. Zifeng is just a general in the later stage. Although he can exert his vitality, he is still incomparable compared with the strong yuan force of Wuzong. Once entering the territory of Wu Zong, the yuan force in his body will become a liquid existence. Zifeng will not know the strength of it.

But if you tell Wu Feihong that the vitality in Zifeng Dantian will show liquid luster in the middle of the general, I don't know what Wu Feihong will think about.

In a day and a half, the first round of elimination was coming to an end, and half of the teenagers were eliminated. Now there are only more than 200 people left, and many people have been seriously injured. However, in order to continue the competition, they can only be treated simply. At this time, Zifeng Fuxiu's identity made Qingyun town receive unprecedented support from Ponzi.

Wooden talismans flowed from Zifeng's pen like water, and then distributed to the Pang family in turn. There were injured people, one wooden talisman flashed slightly, and the injury on his body was as good as before. The effect is so good that some teenagers are reluctant to use it even if they are injured.

While Zifeng was writing on the stand, a lonely voice sounded in the square. At this time, it was the noon break, "Wu Zifeng in Qingyun Town, Wu Ji in Tianzhou, the fifth competition platform, both sides in place!" The judge is a member of Tianzhou Wu family.

Ignored, Wu Tiandi just came to complain that his family disciples were seriously injured and needed some wood spirit talisman, explosion air talisman, wind flying talisman and so on. Zifeng doesn't understand that the injury has anything to do with the explosion of empty runes and wind flying runes. Looking at Zifeng's puzzled look, Wu Tiandi simply took Zifeng's talisman bag and swept away the talisman in it, which made Wu Tianjie's old face twitch. Just grab it.

He was stunned for a while. Zifeng looked at Wu Tianjie and buried himself in painting. The stand was shrouded in a strong blue light, and the wood aura over the whole Wu family was emptied. It was spring, when flowers and trees were flourishing. However, in a short time, there was a withered shape, and the flowers and leaves withered. It was bleak

In the square, Wu Ji has been standing on the competition platform. It can be seen that Zifeng hasn't come down yet. The referee continues to summon. It is reasonable to say that there is no competition during the noon break. However, everyone sits quietly in the stands, and this is the best time to humiliate Wu Zifeng. Once Wu Zifeng is defeated or killed, Ponzi's inflated flame will be extinguished.

Wu Tiankui and his family leaders have left, so even if they miss, they can't be investigated. The huge square is headless. A few days later, the children of Zhou began to shout with the identity of their master, "Wu Zifeng, don't you dare to come out to fight?"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you wuzifeng to be such a rat. If you don't dare, just make it clear. Wuji will let you go." on the competition platform, Wuji tried his best to be mean and tried to provoke Zifeng.

Wu Ming is sitting quietly on the stand, looking at Zifeng's every move in the distance. The children of Tianzhou were also shouting. For a time, the sky was filled with dirty words and was in chaos.

"Hoo" with the last wooden talisman in his hand flashing a deep luster, Zifeng stood up and handed the talisman to Wu Feihong, "uncle, please help me distribute this. I have something to deal with. I'll come as soon as I go."

A piece of wind flying amulet, Zifeng immediately pulled it up, resisted the air with emptiness, and slowly lowered his body from the air like heaven and man. The noise immediately returned to silence, and looked at Zifeng in the air with envy. As Zifeng fell, his heart was gradually picked up and flew. It was a fantasy in every young man's heart, but Zifeng showed it perfectly at this moment.

Looking at Zifeng with contempt, "you can't help it." Wu Ji said triumphantly.

Zifeng looked at Wu Ji calmly, "I just don't want to hear someone talking in my ear."

"Wu Zifeng, open your eyes and see where this is. It's the Tianzhou martial arts family. What are you? Don't talk so nonsense. You can win or lose. " Turning sideways, Wu Ji took out an ancient dragon sword from the xuanming ring.

The referee was arranged by Wu Ming privately without Wu Tiankui's consent. Wu Tiankui didn't know what to do today. It was all arranged by Wu Ming. He really couldn't wait. Seeing Zifeng and the people of Pang's family getting hotter and hotter, he was extremely jealous.

Glancing at the long sword in Wu Ji's hand, Zifeng stepped forward, "let me ask you, my next opponent is you?"

"Yes, it's me. I tell you, Wu Zifeng, I have been in the realm of Wuzong for a year. Once you come down, you don't want to go back! " You long sword was waving in his hand, and the cold light was flickering, as if he could hear the heavy sound of the sword.

Ignoring Wu Ji in front of him, Zifeng suddenly turned around and scolded the referee at the edge of the court, "say! Does the result of this game count? " The terrible Qi in the body surged out, and the middle-aged man in white robe stepped back two steps, and his face was very white.

In this way, Zifeng couldn't help laughing and said to Wu Ji word by word, "then come." In full view of the public, Wu Ji openly challenged, and there was still a referee aside. Presumably, Wu Tiankui would not deny the authenticity of the game.

The middle-aged man who drank the quilt wind back slowly leaned forward, "open, start"

After the words, Wu Ji, who had already been unable to restrain himself, burst into vitality. He rushed and stabbed with Youlong sword and killed Zifeng. The speed is still above Feng Yan in the past!

He dodged and twined his hands, "Tianluo Jue" and "Luoyan rushes". In the middle of climbing the hall, his spiritual strength condensed into a gray sharp blade and silently went towards Wuji harvest

However, when the sharp blade was close to Wu Ji's body, the sharp blade dissipated like weathering, and there was no lethality!

Stunned, Youlong sword is only a few steps away from ion wind. If you don't show your strength, you can't dodge!