Chapter 1703: Spike

Ling Xiong looked at Zhao Feng and Shulao's solemn expressions, and couldn't help nodding his head: "Okay, I agree!"

Everyone also didn't understand Zhao Feng. They had only known Zhao Feng for three days, but seeing Zhao Feng's confidence slowly, it didn't seem like he was pretending.

They were all ready to surrender, and Zhao Feng still insisted on letting this bald old man go. Isn't Zhao Feng the sect master?

After getting Ling Xiong's consent, Shu Lao jumped onto the martial arts arena in a flash.

This move of his puzzled everyone present.

"What is this doing, a real person of the sixth rank and a half step on stage?"

"Strange, if you want to fight alone, at least Elder Ling Xiong should do it yourself?"

"Maybe there's something to say."

The disciples of the Qingyu Sect looked at it puzzled.

"Ling Xiong, what do you mean?" the head of the Qingyu Sect asked.

"For ten half-step real-life battles, we will only send one person!" Ling Xiong said.

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

Just kidding?

At this time, the third apprentice of Lingxin Daoist sent a sound transmission to the master of Qingyu Sect. After the latter heard it, he couldn't help snorting coldly: "What cat and dog, dare to go on stage, and even killed a third-rank Daoist, what a joke!"

"Forget it, just go up and deal with him!"

Hearing this, a disciple of the Qingyu Sect who was a ninth-rank half-step real person jumped up.

"please!"

Shu Lao looked calm and said to this Qingyu Sect disciple.

"court death!"

This Qingyu Sect disciple originally didn't want to come up, but the Qingyu Sect master who spoke, this is an opportunity to show.

In his opinion, he doesn't even need to use a puppet to deal with a sixth-grade half-step real person, and he can easily kill him!

However, he didn't know that he had kicked the iron plate this time.

When his figure flickered,

The tree elder also moved, and the latter flashed in front of the disciples of the Qingyu sect with a ghost fire clone.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the Qingyumen disciple's chest had already been pierced by Shu Lao. At that moment, the flames immediately spread and burned the body of this Qingyumen disciple.

Spike!

The audience was silent.

Many people doubt whether their eyes are wrong.

How could it be possible that a disciple of the ninth-rank half-step real person was blasted to death by going beyond three realms, and he was killed in an instant?

The master of the Qingyu Sect and the Ling family were all dumbfounded!

In the second battle, the Ling family won?

"Senior, I'm right, I will definitely win this match for you!" Zhao Feng said suddenly.

Ling Xiong didn't slow down yet, he just nodded slightly.

Zhao Feng, you are right!

Could it be that this bald old man really has the strength to kill a third-rank real person?

Of course, being able to instantly kill a ninth-rank half-step real person does not mean that you can kill a third-rank real person. After all, there is a thousand times difference in strength between a ninth-rank half-step real person and a third-rank real person.

However, having said that, this battle was originally a ten-on-ten battle, but now it has become one-on-one, so it must be counting.

"Damn, useless trash!"

The master of Qingyu Sect cursed angrily.

Although the Ling family won the game, the ending was still the same, nothing changed.

The Ling family also thought of this. Even if the bald old man can kill a third-rank real person, could he still win the third match for them?

In the third round, he had to face the leader of the Hongshan Seven Monsters at the level of a fourth-rank real person, which was the peak of a fourth-rank real person, and even Ling Xiong couldn't beat him.

At this time, Zhao Feng suddenly grinned again, and said, "Senior, why don't my people take part in the third match?"

What?

The Ling family was shocked again.

Zhao Feng, is there a way to win this match?

"Young man, don't you"

Ling Xiong transmitted the sound in shock.

"Senior, don't worry, I'm 100% sure!" Zhao Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and he replied via voice transmission.

Ten percent!

Ling Xiong was already too shocked to speak, if he was allowed to go, he would not even have a 10% chance of winning.

Could it be that Zhao Feng still has helpers?

"Okay, it's up to you!"

Ling Xiong immediately nodded in agreement.

"No, it's not me, it's it!"

Zhao Feng shook his head, suddenly a cute little monkey in armor jumped out of his arms, and then jumped onto the martial arts arena.

A little monkey who wants to face the leader of Hongshan Seven Monsters?

The Ling family made up the scene, a little monkey beat the head of Hongshan Seven Monsters beyond recognition, how outrageous is this?

Anyway, Ling Xiong wouldn't play, if Zhao Feng wasn't there, they would all be ready to surrender, no matter who played.

"Ling Xiong, do you still want to play a third match?" the head of the Qingyu Sect asked.

"Yes, this little monkey will be on stage!" Ling Xiong nodded.

As soon as these words came out, the red-haired middle-aged man, the head of Hongshan's seven monsters, looked down and scolded angrily: "Are you kidding me, let me fight a monkey?"

"If you don't go up, it will be a breakthrough victory?" Zhao Feng suddenly laughed.

"Humph!"

The red-haired middle-aged man snorted coldly. Although he was very reluctant, he promised the master of Qingyu Sect to win this match for him.

In this way, you can only bite the bullet.

"Don't be careless, I'm afraid there are tricks!" The head of the Qingyu Sect's complexion suddenly sank, and he reminded through sound transmission.

"What's so tricky about a little monkey that doesn't even reach the realm of a real person?" The red-haired middle-aged man snorted coldly, then landed on the stage.

This battle is related to the survival of the Ling family. If the Ling family can win, it will be fun.

However, before the red-haired man could stand still, Potian Shenyuan turned into a streamer and killed him.

"Shocking one hundred and eight sticks!"

Po Tian Shen Yuan sacrificed his weapon and aimed at the red-haired man.

"what?"

The redhead was shocked.

Can this speed be possessed by a sixth-grade half-step real person level fairy beast?

What a joke!

Feifei, a rank-nine demon emperor, instantly killed Teng Qingshan, a genius of the five-clawed golden dragon clan who was a rank-six demon master.

At that time, Potian Shenyuan played Feifei by relying on the realm of the seventh-rank demon emperor.

Now, the Potianshen Ape has become Zhao Feng's battle beast, and its combat power has doubled. Coupled with the Xuanshen Battle Armor, its combat power is already so powerful that no one can match it.

Rank four real person?

court death!

"Boom!"

In an instant, the red-haired man was smashed into meat paste by Potianshen Yuan with a stick, and fell directly.

"Ding! Congratulations on increasing your murderous aura!"

When the system prompt sounded, the corners of Zhao Feng's mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

Ling family, win the third match!

However, the reason why he saw the present was just to see a good show. He didn't expect that the good show would not be seen, and they still had to act.

That being the case, let's get down to business!

"Potian, kill the master of the Qingyu Sect!"

At that moment, Zhao Feng said to Potian Shenyuan.

After receiving the order, the Potian Shenyuan immediately glanced at the master of the Qingyu Sect.

The latter is only a fifth-rank real person, and his strength is not very strong. The Skybreaker wearing the Xuanshen battle armor is enough to kill the opponent.