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Chapter 2267 Crushing the audience, who else?
Going on like this is not an option.
Too many people.
Go on and on, no more games.
Even if the phantom sword dance didn't consume Long Fei's true energy, his physical strength couldn't support it.
After all, he is only the second rank of blood refining.
Physical strength is limited!
If you want to change, you must scale up your moves.
"boom……"
"puff……"
Long Fei drew out his sword continuously, and his back was also hit continuously, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he looked a bit embarrassed.
"snort!"
"Second Grade Blood Refining, let me see how long you can jump around?" Yin Changfeng sneered triumphantly. One person challenged a thousand people, and they all had similar levels of cultivation. This is simply impossible.
In the first few rounds, Long Fei really surprised him.
Whether it is the speed of the sword, or his body skills are very sharp.
only……
Over time, the disadvantages will appear.
Long Fei can't last long!
Yin Changfeng saw it, Guan Zhen and the others saw it too, and couldn't help feeling anxious for Long Fei.
Wu Yi said slightly: "Elder Yin doesn't really want the Young Sect Master to abdicate, does he?"
In his opinion, Long Fei is doomed to lose in this competition.
Yue Wanshan frowned, and said, "It doesn't look like he's joking."
Guan Zhen said: "If the Young Sect Master abdicates, then Elder Yin will not allow her to take power again. At that time, the Xuanyue Sect may be a subordinate force of the Zhao family."
"Why……"
Yue Wanshan sighed, and said, "Now it's up to this kid."
Wu Yidao: "He's already dying, his physical strength is too exhausted, and he will soon be unable to hold on. The young master will lose in this competition."
The three of them locked their eyebrows.
indeed.
Long Fei was going to be unable to hold on any longer.
but.
The only one whose expression didn't change was Yi Yourong. She didn't seem to care about the situation in the ring at all, she had a contented face, as if she didn't care at all.
The Black Scaled Eagle was a little anxious, and said: "Master, he will soon be unable to hold on."
"Don't you want to help him?"
Yi Yourong picked up the apple and took a bite, and said, "Don't worry, he's much stronger than you imagined, so I'm not worried."
Hei Lindiao said: "If you lose, you will abdicate."
"correct!"
"Master, if he wins, are you really going to be his woman?"
Yi Yourong and Long Fei communicated with their minds, but as Yi Yourong's bird war pet, the Black Scaled Eagle could also hear it.
Yi Yourong looked at Long Fei who was fighting bloody battle in the arena and smiled faintly, "Be his woman? Hehe..."
...
"Go up, go up!"
"Give it all to me."
"This dog can't hold it anymore!"
"Hahaha……"
"Call you arrogant, boy, let me see how long you can be arrogant this time." Zhao Yitian was full of excitement, and continued to direct.
the other side.
More than a dozen elite fighters of the Zhou family were also eager to move forward.
now.
There were more and more disciples in the arena, and he couldn't stand up anymore. Long Fei was tightly surrounded in the middle, and he was beaten violently. Now he can't use it anymore.
The encirclement circle became smaller and smaller, if it was half a step smaller, Long Fei would be immediately besieged and killed.
Long Fei glanced at the number of people in the ring, there were at least three or four hundred people.
"It's almost there?"
He couldn't hold it any more.
in an instant.
Long Fei's true energy surged, his true energy was released, and his sword intent instantly became fierce. The sky sword supported the ground, and the sword body turned into a bow shape, and a little bit of rust fell off when it bounced.
One shot.
Long Fei jumped into the air.
Also at this time.
Guan Zhen's eyes tightened, "Is it that trick again?"
Yi Yourong also moved slightly, "Is that the heavenly fairy descending again?"
"wrong!"
"The move is wrong!"
In mid-air, with a smile on the corner of Long Fei's mouth, he secretly said: "The phantom sword dance has never been released like this in the game!"
He glanced at the superimposed combo of the 'Phantom Sword Dance'.
From the very beginning, Long Fei had been stacking and cutting consecutively, and did not release the strongest move with sword energy.
Now……
The number of consecutive cuts superimposed has reached more than a thousand combos.
The figure sank.
Long Fei roared, "Phantom Sword Dance, Storm Ten Thousand Swords!"
"burst!"
More than a thousand consecutive cuts burst out in an instant, and the powerful sword intent formed a series of sword qi by itself, and the sword qi was like the wind, spinning rapidly.
Guan Zhen's expression darkened, and he walked straight to the front, "Sword Qi!"
"Sword intent transforms into sword energy!"
"this……"
"What kind of state has his kendo attainment reached? Since he can even release sword energy, it's incredible, really incredible."
Sword intent is like coercion, but spiritual coercion.
but.
But sword energy can hurt people, high sword intent is first class.
The sword energy is like a wind, spinning rapidly, like a sword spinning in a hurricane, dancing wildly, this kind of sword is too powerful.
Yue Wanshan was also very excited, "For a month, my cultivation has not changed, but this sword move is so sharp, amazing!"
Yi Yourong was stunned for a moment, and threw the apple aside, with a look of excitement on his face, he said, "I knew he was not simple."
"really!"
The Black Scaled Eagle was stunned, and said: "I've been monitoring him for a month, and I've never seen him use this trick. How, how did he use it?"
...
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The wind raged.
Sword energy dances wildly.
Long Fei was the eye of the wind, the moment he fell, those disciples on the ring couldn't resist at all, they were rolled up one by one, and they were all overturned.
This scene is extremely exciting.
Many people were shocked.
In the arena of three or four hundred people, they were all overturned in just a few seconds.
Shocking, extremely shocking!
"Buzz!"
The sword wind stopped, Long Fei kept his long sword, and he yelled out coldly, "Damn, who else?"
The audience was silent.
Completely crushed by him alone.
Yin Changfeng's face was slightly grim, very ugly, he stared at the rampant Long Fei in the ring, clenched his fists tightly, and clucked loudly, "Dog thing!!"
immediately.
He took out a small bottle from his arms and whispered: "Come here, give this to the Seventh Prince, he knows how to use it."
...
There are nearly a thousand newcomer disciples, and now there are only more than 300 left. Although many of them are in the realm of blood refining, those disciples in the realm of body refining keep retreating, and they dare not go up.
He was crushed by Long Fei's aura.
too fierce.
The thin monkey cried out excitedly, "Boss is mighty, hahaha..."
"Too awesome!"
"This kind of awesome thing can only be done by the boss."
"One person challenges a thousand people. Just ask, who can do this kind of thing? Just ask, who else?"
The three were excited.
but.
Among the remaining hundreds of people are all masters in the realm of blood refinement.
Especially those fighters from the Zhou family who have come down from the battlefield of life and death.
Their cultivation has been deliberately suppressed.
What is the real cultivation base? Nobody knows.
Zhao Yitian looked at Zhou Yuan and said, "Aren't the Zhou family members going to play?"
Curiously.
Zhou Yuan smiled faintly and said, "We give up."
Zhao Yitian immediately became angry, "Trash!"
Zhou Yuan was not angry, but just smiled slightly.
At this moment.
The disciple sent by Yin Changfeng walked to Zhao Yitian's side and said, "The Great Elder gave it to Your Highness, saying that you know how to use it."
Zhao Yitian glanced at the elixir contained in the small bottle, and his eyes immediately flashed with excitement, "Explosive Evil Pill!!"
"Boy!"
"It's time for you to die!"